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  Chapter 286 Tarot Club

  Above the endless gray fog, the magnificent palace stood quietly.

  Inside the palace, a deep red light rose, and blurry figures appeared on all sides of the mottled ancient bronze table.

  Renekton sat casually and lazily on a high-backed chair.

  After separating the identity of Renekton Soth, he found that he was more free.

  The people in the Tarot Club just came to their senses, and saw Miss Justice had stood up and looked at the top of the mottled long table, and greeted her in a brisk tone:

  "Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

  Miss Justice greeted everyone in turn, starting with the Fool and ending with the end of the world.

  What a well-born, carefree girl. Emlyn pretended to be deep and made an evaluation of Audrey in his heart, and responded to the other party's greeting politely.

  After greeting each other, Emlyn reached out and knocked on the table, looking at Justice Audrey and said,

  "You need it."

  Audrey pressed her right hand slightly downward, making a stop gesture, and then smiled and said,

  "Let's talk about it later during the transaction. Now it's Mr. Fool's reading time."

  Judging from Mr. Moon's tone, he already has at least one of the psychiatrist materials I need. This is really good news.

  Audrey's mood became more and more cheerful, and her eyebrows and eyes were also stained with some smiles.

  Then, she turned her head to look at the figure in the gray fog, and said with a rising tone,

  "Dear Mr. Fool, I got three more pages of Roselle's diary."

  With Miss Justice's demonstration, Magician Fors also said,

  "Dear Mr. Fool, I also have three new pages of Roselle's diary."

  Little Sun Derrick, who was sitting next to Renekton, also said,

  "Great Mr. Fool, I copied some legends about the ancient gods."

  Klein has gained a lot today. Renekton glanced at Mr. Fool at the top and muttered in his heart.

  After Klein finished reading all of Roselle's diaries and the ancient god information submitted by Little Sun, he made the papers disappear and leaned back on his chair, saying,

  "You can start now."

  Justice Audrey looked at Emlyn across from him impatiently and said,

  "Mr. Moon, do you have any information about the fruit of the Elder Tree and the blood of the Mirror Dragon?"

  "A total of 750 pounds, they will belong to you soon."

  "Of course, there is also my reward, 100 pounds."

  Emlyn raised his chin slightly and nodded gently.

  Audrey didn't even calculate the total price. She responded happily,

  "Deal!"

  "I hope to complete the transaction today or tomorrow."

  "No problem."

  With 100 pounds in hand, Emlyn couldn't refuse Miss Justice's request at all.

  At this time, the Hanged Man Alger looked sideways at the vampire at the Tarot Club, and estimated the other party's psychological price in his mind, and then said:

  "Do you still want the inheritance of the blood baron? 4500 pounds, this is the best price I have negotiated for you."

  Emlyn, who was a little happy about the upcoming 100 pounds, suddenly became a little distorted.

  If it was only 1000 pounds, I would definitely take it, but

  "Hehe, you can bargain. After all, for pirates, as long as the things can be sold, they will make money. There is no cost for them at all. It is the last thing they want to see if they lose it in their hands."

  Renekton, who was leaning on a high-backed chair and watching quietly, reminded Emlyn.

  "Ah?"

  Emlyn was stunned for two seconds, then turned his head to look at the Hanged Man on the side.

  He reacted a little slowly, and the price of 4500 pounds was raised by the Hanged Man.

  Humans are really cunning creatures. I naively thought that Mr. Hanged Man was a good person. Emlyn complained about the Hanged Man's behavior in his heart, and began to think about a suitable price.

  Alger, the Hanged Man on the side, frowned slightly, but his face remained calm. What does the White Tower mean? Why did he remind this vampire?

  Mr. Hanged Man is really not kind. He actually added a premium to the transaction between Tarot Club members. Hmm. This should be related to his experience and personality. He is a mature and rational Beyonder.

  Justice Audrey, who also just reacted, subconsciously analyzed Alger, the Hanged Man.

  Moon Emlyn said with a somewhat tangled expression:

  "I, I'll think about it again."

  He just calculated his savings. Even if he counted the 100 pounds of reward that he had not yet received, his savings were less than 500 pounds. Even if the Hanged Man offered 1,000 pounds, I still couldn't afford it.     "4,000 pounds, that's the bottom line of the pirate."

  The Hanged Man took the initiative to lower the price. Of course, it was still much higher than the pirate's bottom line.

  "I, I need to think about it."

  Emlyn said with difficulty. He suddenly felt that he should find some ways to save money quickly.

  "No problem." The Hanged Man Alger did not urge.

  Another member of the Tarot Club made a poor voice. Klein, who was watching this scene quietly, teased happily in his heart.

  The Hanged Man obviously overestimated the savings of this vampire otaku. Renekton glanced at Emlyn and then retracted his gaze.

  Seeing that no one continued to propose a deal, Renekton turned his gaze to the magician Fors in front of him. He whispered:

  "Miss Magician, I have a simple commission. I wonder if you are interested."

  "What commission?" Fors asked with a little vigilance.

  "Help me deliver a magical item to a place. You don't need to contact anyone. Just put it in the mailbox of the place I specify."

  Renekton chuckled and explained his needs.

  "Just to place a magical item?"

  Fors was suspicious. She felt that such a simple task was not something the other party could propose. Perhaps the magical item was not simple, or the place was not simple.

  "It's that simple. I'm not in Backlund. It's too troublesome to deliver the magical item myself, so I want to ask you for a favor."

  "What kind of reward do you need?"

  Renekton explained, and then asked about the reward.

  When it came to the reward, Fors hesitated for a moment. It was just to help deliver a magical item. It was not a big deal. She even felt that it didn't matter whether Renekton paid or not. In Backlund, she could find a postman to help her deliver things, and the fee was less than one soli.

  "For a higher reward, can you help me record some extraordinary abilities on a magical item?"

  "It doesn't need to be too strong. You can just write some different types of extraordinary abilities."

  "Lemano's travel notes?" Hearing Fors asking him to help record extraordinary abilities, he immediately thought of the magical item in Lawrence's hand.

  Lawrence had been promoted to the record officer of Sequence 6, so this magical item was of no use to him. He gave this magical item to Fors. It seemed that the magician lady had gained some trust from the Abraham family during this period of time. At least Lawrence chose to believe her.

  "How could you be so?"

  Fors blurted out in surprise, and then she thought that the other party was also familiar with Mr. Lawrence, so it was not strange for him to know this magical item. She stopped what she had not finished saying and nodded gently.

  "No problem."

  Renekton nodded gently. It was just recording some extraordinary abilities. He didn't even need to do it himself. The extraordinary abilities of the crew members on the Golden Dream alone could fill several of Lemano's travel notes.

  When Lemano's travel notes were mentioned, an idea suddenly occurred to Fors. She looked around with a little hesitation, then cleared her throat and said,

  "Everyone, I have a magical item called Lemano's Travel Notes."

  "Its extraordinary ability is: it allows the holder to record a certain extraordinary ability while witnessing it, and fix it on one of the pages of the notes for long-term preservation, and use it whenever needed." "

  But after each use, the corresponding page will become blank again and need to be recorded again."

  "Extraordinary abilities higher than Sequence 6 are not necessarily recorded. There is a probability of failure. The higher the level, the greater the possibility of failure, and the effect is only half of the original."

  "It can record abilities up to the demigod level, but can only record three at most, and the probability of failure is very high."

  Very strong, but the ability overlaps with the creeping hunger. I can also use other extraordinary abilities with the help of that glove, and there is no weakening in strength.

  Klein sighed slightly in his heart and compared it with the creeping hunger.

  "How much?" Justice Audrey, who was the richest person in the Tarot Club, asked directly about the price.

  The Hanged Man Alger and Moon Emlyn were also eager to try, but they knew their financial situation very well and could not compete with Miss Justice.

  "No, I don't plan to sell this magical item."

  Fors waved her hand and explained.

  Not for sale? Then why explain so much to us? Audrey's mind flashed with doubt. She knew Fors well and knew that the other party would not show off magical items in front of everyone. It was possible to do so in private.

  "I mean, I can rent it out when you need it."

  "Below the demigod, the effect of this magical item is definitely powerful. It can greatly improve your combat power."

  Besides, with Mr. Fool here, I don't worry about losing it.  Chapter 287 Rumors on the Sea

  The idea of ​​the magician is very creative. The Tarot Club now has another project of renting a platform. If it develops further, there will be transactions for renting extraordinary abilities in the future. I wonder if it will develop into a beating. Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, was thinking.

  Renting magical items. Justice Audrey turned her head to look at Mr. Fool at the top of the mottled long table. Unable to observe any information from Mr. Fool, she retracted her gaze again and turned to look at the magician Fors and said:

  "Your proposal is very interesting. If necessary, I will rent that notebook from you."

  "Yes." Fors nodded slightly. She just came up with an idea suddenly, and she didn't think that someone would rent Lemano's travel notes from her now.

  Renekton, who was originally lazily leaning on the high-back chair, suddenly became interested. He suddenly leaned forward and supported his elbows on the bronze long table in front of him.

  His large body movements immediately attracted everyone's attention.

  Seeing that the other members of the Tarot Club were all looking at him, Renekton smiled and said,

  "Based on the magical item of Miss Magician, I have a new trading project. I wonder if you are interested."

  After that, he pushed his body back against the back of the chair with both hands, and without waiting for everyone to ask questions, he continued,

  "I have a large number of extraordinary abilities. Even the abilities at the demigod level, I have a lot of them. I can lend you these extraordinary abilities when you need them."

  "Well, apart from the relatively rare thieves and monsters, there are also the relatively weak insomniacs, generalists, lawyers and pharmacists. These are four paths. For the extraordinary abilities of other paths, I can record them in Lemanno's travel notes as mid-sequence or even demigod-level abilities." The pharmacist

  belongs to a relatively weak path. He should have only mastered some extraordinary abilities of the pharmacist and the tamer, and the follow-up will involve our blood clan. Thinking of this, Emlyn suddenly raised his right hand and said,

  "I can lend you the extraordinary abilities of the pharmacist path. As long as the price is right, demigod is not impossible."

  I can find a way to ask Lord Nibais to demonstrate his extraordinary abilities. I just need a suitable excuse.

  Audrey raised her hand excitedly, but then put it down. Mr. Baita also possesses the extraordinary ability of the audience path, and it should be more powerful than me, the real audience. He

  reacted quickly and directly proposed a deal of extraordinary ability by borrowing the magician lady's magical item. However, he alone reserved all the extraordinary abilities of the members other than Emlyn, leaving us no soup!

  Klein shook his head imperceptibly in the gray fog. The reader path that can analyze other people's extraordinary abilities fully demonstrates what knowledge is power, and it can also be money.

  The overall strength of the Tarot Club will be greatly improved because of the magician lady's magical item. As long as we prepare in advance, each of us can exert the strength close to that of a demigod.

  The Hanged Man Alger narrowed his eyes slightly and came to a conclusion in his mind. The White Tower's fee for recording the ability of the demigod level will definitely not be cheap, so we need to save more money in case of emergency.

  This makes up for the weakness of the audience channel itself and the lack of strong means to fight against the enemy. I really want to buy that magical item. With the support of the Tarot Club, this magical item can play an effect far beyond its own value.

  Justice Audrey pursed her lips. Although she was a little unwilling, she understood that Fors must have thought of this, and she would not sell this magical item.

  While everyone had different ideas, Little Sun Derrick raised his right hand slightly, turned his head to look at Renekton, and proposed a new deal:

  "Mr. Baita, I want to buy the potion formula of the Sun Priest from you. I wonder what I have to pay?"

  His Prayer Light Potion has been digested, and Miss Justice has also obtained the potion formula and materials of the psychoanalyst from other channels. The original three-party transaction can only be abandoned.

  "The potion formula of the Necromancer, this is a Sequence Six formula. If you can get it, I will compensate the corresponding price difference."

  Renekton thought for a while and said the potion formula he needed, which Silver City is likely to have.

  Derrick frowned for a moment, then spoke carefully:

  "I need to ask the chief. This is a way that belongs to the Phoenix. Silver City only has some potion formulas. I am not sure whether it contains the sequence you need."

  "No problem." Renekton nodded slightly and responded.

  After getting Renekton's response, Derrick pursed his lips. He wanted to ask when the food he traded with Silver City would be ready.

  Although Mr. White Tower has sent some food every day through sacrifice and gift these days, this practice is too frequent and troubles Mr. Fool.

  Klein, who was at the top of the mottled long table, looked around and saw that no one was continuing to communicate. He chuckled and said,

  "Free communication."

  Justice Audrey habitually wanted to speak, but after thinking carefully, she felt that she had no news to share this week.

  The Hanged Man Alger changed his posture slightly at this time, straightened his back and said:

  "Everyone, there have been two major events on the sea recently, and they are weird."

  "What major events?"     Audrey asked curiously. An event that could be described by Mr. Hanged Man must be extraordinary. Well, only such a major event is worth discussing by our Tarot Club.

  The Hanged Man responded by glancing at Justice Audrey on the side, and then spoke in a hoarse voice:

  "A few days ago, in the waters near the Gargas Islands in the White Whale Sea, Admiral Iceberg's Golden Dream and the flagship of the Undead King, the Death Announcement, had a huge battle."

  "A battle between a pirate general and a pirate king? Is the iceberg so powerful? Why did they clash?"

  Justice Audrey, who often listened to the Hanged Man Alger's stories about what he saw at sea, was quite interested in this news.

  Magician Fors and Moon Emlyn on the side also looked at Alger curiously. Only Little Sun Derrick, who had no idea about these things and didn't care about them, remained silent and listened quietly.

  The Hanged Man Alger did not mind Miss Justice interrupting him. He maintained a steady tone and posture and continued:

  "It is said that because of a treasure, there is a powerful extraordinary person on Vice Admiral Iceberg's Golden Dream. That person is definitely a demigod, or even a saint, but it is not clear which path he is from."

  "In the battle with the Undead King, the unknown strong man displayed powerful extraordinary abilities in the Storm Realm, as well as extraordinary abilities in the Sun Realm, and both have reached the demigod level."

  "The battle ultimately ended with the departure of the Golden Dream. The Undead King's 'Death Announcement' has been recruiting crew members recently. It is said that all the previous crew members died in that conflict, while Vice Admiral Iceberg's Golden Dream does not seem to have suffered any damage, and no crew members have even died."

  "So amazing!" Justice Audrey's eyes were almost full of stars. This was even more exciting than those adventure stories.

  The Hanged Man had previously described the various forces at sea at the Tarot Club. She had a favorable impression of Vice Admiral Iceberg, who was mainly involved in adventure and treasure hunting, and sometimes even fought against pirates. This is what I imagined before I stepped into the mysterious world!

  Is a new pirate king going to appear? The sea is really dangerous. Uh, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, and I won't go to the sea. Emlyn shook his head slightly and gathered his chaotic thoughts.

  "Mr. Hanged Man, do you know the details of the battle?"

  Magician Fors asked curiously.

  Hearing Fors' question, Justice Audrey also showed a certain curiosity.

  "I don't know, and no one knows."

  "No one dares to approach a battlefield of that level."

  The Hanged Man Alger shook his head slightly, and then said in a tone like telling a story in a tavern:

  "However, I have received some news. It is said that the weather in that sea area at that time was forcibly changed. The original sunny weather was replaced by lightning and rainstorms in just a few breaths."

  "The Storm Church attaches great importance to this matter. Regarding the bounty for Vice Admiral Iceberg, it is said that it has been raised to 100,000 pounds, the same as the Undead King." "

  ." The Tarot Club was quiet for a while, and Renekton could even hear the sound of the poor vampire Emlyn swallowing his saliva.

  100,000 pounds! This, this is money I can't make in my lifetime. Magician Fors suddenly felt his poverty again.

  Is this your real purpose? Raise the bounty for Vice Admiral Iceberg, and then fish for law enforcement. Klein's figure shrouded in gray fog couldn't help but look at Renekton.

  100,000 pounds I won't be voted off the Golden Dream by all the crew members. Renekton thought for a while, he always felt that the bounty might continue to rise.

  "Mr. Hanged Man, what is the other big thing you mentioned?"

  Audrey, who didn't react so much to the bounty, was the first to come to her senses. She was also curious about the other thing that Alger mentioned together.

  Alger, the Hanged Man, cleared his throat and tried to keep his voice calm:

  "I mentioned before, a pirate general, Admiral of Blood, Senior, he and all the crew members on his flagship, the Tree of Flesh and Blood, mysteriously disappeared, leaving only that ship still drifting on the sea."

  "Actually, it's not missing. There are still many limbs and organs scattered on the Tree of Flesh and Blood that can't be distinguished in shape and location."

  "It's estimated that people will be panicked on the sea for a long time."

  While speaking, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the top of the mottled long table. The figure sitting in the thick gray fog didn't react to it.

  Mr. Fool doesn't know either? Or don't want to give a hint, think it's unnecessary?

  The Hanged Man Alger was making some guesses in his mind. He only learned about these things today when he was suddenly recalled by the Church of Storms. The news has not yet spread on the sea. It feels like the sea will not be peaceful for a long time. Chapter 288 Communication at the Tarot Club

  "Did he also encounter a powerful pirate king? Did the entire crew of the ship die?"

  Magician Fors pondered and gave a guess.

  The Hanged Man Alger shook his head slightly:

  "Impossible, the Flesh and Blood Tree is the flagship of Admiral Blood. In addition to Senior, who has reached Sequence 5, there are many crew members of Sequence 6 and Sequence 7. Even a demigod would find it difficult to deal with so many extraordinary people without fighting." It

  is indeed very strange, even a little scary. Justice Audrey silently thought about the two things that Mr. Hanged Man said.

  There are also limbs and organs, which are not silent disappearances, which are different from the darkness around the Silver City. Little Sun Derrick lowered his head and made a judgment in his heart.

  When he heard the description of the Hanged Man just now, he thought that the area around Mr. Hanged Man also appeared in the same darkness as the Silver City, a darkness that can make people disappear silently.

  I just arrived at the sea, how come so many things happened? Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, subconsciously glanced at Renekton, who was sitting in his seat without saying a word. He felt that this matter was also related to him.

  After a little thought, he manipulated his trumpet. Mr. World slightly raised his right hand and said in a hoarse voice:

  "Your description sounds very similar to loss of control. Perhaps everyone on that ship collapsed because of loss of control."

  "Lose control? But why did it suddenly lose control, and the entire ship lost control?"

  Justice Audrey subconsciously asked.

  Mr. World's words made her a little nervous, and she became more afraid and worried about the mysterious extraordinary world.

  Klein manipulated the world and chuckled to answer:

  "There are many possibilities, such as they saw something they shouldn't see or couldn't see, or they had some contact or sacrifice with some evil gods or high-level beings with malicious intent."

  "Or, they encountered some terrible sealed objects. There is no shortage of such things in the vast sea."

  "Indeed, this is also the most reasonable explanation." The Hanged Man Alger nodded slightly, affirming the words of the world.

  After a short pause, he added:

  "I heard that all divinations and prophecies, whether direct or indirect, could not provide an answer. It seems to have been greatly affected."

  The world outside is really scary. Moon Emlyn sighed again.

  "I just happened to hear about something that happened at sea."

  Amid the doubtful and expectant gazes of the crowd, Klein manipulated the trumpet world and continued hoarsely:

  "That thing is related to the Church of Storms."

  "The ancient customs of Bansy Port are reviving, and some of them have become cultists. Even the bishop of the Church of Storms has fallen."

  "I heard that the matter has been resolved, but many people died."

  Bansy Port. The Hanged Man Alger recalled the situation there, and then took the initiative to explain to the Justice, Magician and others who were still somewhat confused:

  "There is a tradition of living sacrifice there, and the target is an evil spirit called the God of Weather."

  "Overseas, in the southern continent, there are still many similar evil spirits. On the surface, they seem to have been eliminated, but in fact they still exist in a strange state."

  "Many people died suddenly in those places, not just because of diseases. If you have similar adventure plans, it is not recommended that you come to the sea."

  The Hanged Man Alger tried to describe the incident in Bansy Port as an accidental accident.

  Suddenly, he heard a slightly low laugh.

  This laugh came from the top of the mottled long table!

  Mr. Fool. The Hanged Man Alger turned his head suddenly. He had a bad feeling in his heart.

  Mr. Fool! The matter in Bansy Harbor is not as simple as it seems!

  Justice Audrey immediately looked at Mr. Fool sitting on the high-back chair, waiting for his hint.

  Seeing the doubtful and curious eyes, Klein smiled leisurely, and then said with a reminiscence:

  "This reminds me of an Angel King."

  Angel King! The matter in Bansy Harbor actually involves an Angel King! I wonder who it will be?

  Audrey opened her eyes wide and had a strong expectation for Mr. Fool's subsequent words.

  Angel King Is the sea so dangerous now? Should I change my plan to go to the beach for vacation? Fors took a breath secretly, his expression a little bitter.

  What secrets are hidden in Bansy Harbor? It is actually related to an Angel King. What happened in the sea recently? The Hanged Man Alger was concentrating on waiting for the answer.

  Seeing that Mr. Fool had no intention of continuing, Audrey couldn't help but ask,

  "Dear Mr. Fool, which Angel King is this?"     Klein leaned back slightly in the gray fog and chuckled, saying,

  "The descendants of Medici, who founded the Redemption Rose, live in Binxi."

  "Binxi?"

  Audrey was a little confused about this unfamiliar place name.

  "That's the ancient name of Banxi."

  The Hanged Man Alger clenched his hands and responded in a low voice.

  He could no longer imagine what the truth behind this matter was. He only knew that the incident in Banxi Port might not be over, and the danger of swallowing people was still lurking in the dark!

  Everyone was still immersed in the shock brought by the news just now, and they heard Mr. Fool's voice continue to come:

  "That place has a very high level of pollution. Although it is obscure, it has always existed."

  Mr. Fool was emphasizing, what level of pollution could make Mr. Fool emphasize the gods like this? No, Mr. Fool's attitude towards the real creator seemed very casual.

  Justice Audrey stirred up a layer of storms in her heart. She vaguely felt that she had grasped something, but subconsciously denied that guess.

  Pollution! The God of Weather? It shouldn't be possible for Mr. Fool to say that Bansi Port has pollution left by a god-level existence, or that it is simply a place where a certain evil god hides himself!

  What happened to the sea during this period of time? So many problems have appeared in just a few days.

  The more the Hanged Man thought about it, the more frightened he became. While sighing in his heart, he also found some problems:

  the last time the world mentioned that something big would happen in Backlund, it was immediately confirmed by Mr. Fool, and then it involved the awakening of the original witch and the advent of the real creator. This time, the changes in Bansi Port he talked about also received a response from Mr. Fool, revealing the secrets hidden in the ancient Binsi. Isn't this too much of a coincidence?

  Well, the news that the world said before was all related to Backlund. This is the first time it involves something on the sea. It just so happens that Mr. Fool mentioned last week that his followers had to leave Backlund because of the haze incident.

  So, is the world actually Mr. Fool's follower? No, it should be the representative of all his followers at the Tarot Club.

  Oh, world, you certainly can't imagine that I have seen through your disguise. The Hanged Man Alger's emotions slowed down again, and he began to think about how to use the intelligence of Bansy Port to gain some benefits for himself.

  Justice Audrey saw that Mr. Hanged Man in front of him had just gone through a psychological process, but she didn't expect that he could have so many thoughts and guesses in such a short time.

  Audrey suppressed the thoughts in her mind and asked curiously:

  "Respected Mr. Fool, what is the title of Angel King Medici, or in other words, which path does He belong to?"

  Klein leaned back in his chair and laughed in a low voice:

  "Red Priest."

  Red Priest? Which path is this? It sounds very close to "Black Emperor". Is it another name of Sequence 0? Audrey thought excitedly and happily in her heart.

  Red Priest. Little Sun Derrick silently recited this term and found that there was no corresponding record in the history of Silver City.

  It may also be that I haven't read enough information and only received general education.

  Magician Fors and Moon Emlyn listened as if they were listening to a story. They were also very interested in this kind of information.

  While everyone was thinking, Klein continued to manipulate his small world and looked at the two ladies, Justice and Magician, beside him:

  "Ladies, can you help me buy a radio receiver?"

  Because she was about to leave Backlund, Justice Audrey could only say "sorry" to this.

  "I can give it a try."

  The magician hesitated and agreed.

  The interesting topic ended, and Moon Emlyn began to face the reality of the problem, that is, lack of money!

  Although he continued to have a large amount of money, he never considered selling the dolls he collected. He just told himself that he had to be frugal in the future. It would take half a year or even a year to reward himself with a new doll

  . In addition to saving, the only way he could think of to make money was to sell some potions with magical effects, but this could easily bring hidden dangers to the tribes hidden in Backlund.

  After thinking for a few seconds, he hummed twice, cleared his throat and said,

  "Everyone, I have a question."

  "The thing is, suppose there is a strong man who arranges you to investigate something. Although you successfully obtain the information, you cannot report to the strong man for some reason. Then, how can you continue to get support from the strong man?"

  After saying this, Emlyn suddenly felt ashamed and reached out to cover his cheek.

  This behavior is really like a traitor and a traitor. No, I did this for the continuation of the entire blood clan. For this, I must give up my reputation and bear the misunderstanding. When the matter is over, they will be moved by me! Chapter 289 Jacob Family

  "Are you short of money? Do you need a job for me? I'm short of manpower recently."

  Renekton turned to Emlyn on his left and made a suggestion.

  "Not me!"

  Emlyn shook his head subconsciously to deny it, then frowned slightly and said:

  "You want a noble vampire to be your subordinate? Do you think it's possible?"

  "You can't even beat the rabbit I raise."

  Renekton choked Emlyn, and without waiting for the other party to refute, he continued:

  "What I mean is that you can write some books about potion preparation and medicinal material knowledge, preferably more detailed and popular, and I will pay for them."

  "Popular? Doesn't that make me look very low-level?"

  "Every vampire is a natural pharmacist. What you said is questioning the ability of our vampires!"

  Emlyn curled his lips in disdain and responded with his chin slightly raised. He actually said that I couldn't even beat the rabbit he raised. Is the rabbit he raised also called Bugs Bunny?

  Baita seems to have just arrived at the sea. His strength is unknown, but he should be very strong. It is suspicious that he also raises a rabbit! No wonder when I asked him for advice, he looked like he was expecting me to pray to Mr. Fool.

  The arrogant vampire Renekton made some comments in his heart, and then chuckled and said:

  "I want this kind of book to popularize basic common sense. Of course, it needs to be the kind that ordinary people can understand."

  "Popularize knowledge? Mr. Baita, are you going to work in education?"

  Justice Audrey looked at Renekton with a little doubt.

  "In a sense, it is." Renekton leaned on the back of the chair and said thoughtfully.

  After confirming Renekton's identity in his heart, Emlyn's expression on his face was a little strange for a while. He was happy to find an acquaintance at the Tarot Club, but also had some inevitable embarrassment and anger.

  He felt that his previous performance at the Tarot Club was like watching a circus performance in the eyes of the other party, and he felt an inexplicable sense of shame.

  "Ahem! Ahem!" Emlyn coughed twice to ease his embarrassment, then turned to look at Renekton, and said with a serious look:

  "I can agree to your proposal to compile some common sense knowledge of medicine into a book, but I can't guarantee whether it can be used as a popular teaching material."

  "After all, for most civilians, they can't even recognize complete words."

  Renekton nodded slightly and said:

  "If it's not up to standard, I will ask you to revise it."

  "Of course, it won't be free, and defective products have their own prices."

  "You are questioning a noble vampire." Emlyn glared at Renekton.

  This has nothing to do with the nobility of the vampires. Mr. Moon seemed to relax a lot in front of Mr. White Tower. Was he struggling just now because he recognized Mr. White Tower's identity? Did they know each other in reality? And they seemed to have a good relationship.

  Audrey silently observed Emlyn's reaction and read a lot of information from him.

  The Hanged Man Alger, who also interpreted Emlyn's performance, said in a deep voice:

  "Do you need to answer your doubts just now?"

  "Yes!" Emlyn nodded quickly and looked at Mr. Hanged Man who had previously falsely reported prices to him. The

  Hanged Man Alger glanced at Emlyn and said,

  "It's very simple, but you have to bear certain risks."

  Emlyn wanted to refute with "It's not me!", but after the episode just now, he didn't care about it anymore.

  Seeing that Mr. Moon didn't refute, the Hanged Man chuckled and continued:

  "You slowly show certain abnormalities in your daily life, so that the strong man will notice that there is something wrong with you."

  "He will have two choices, one is to torture you directly, but this can easily cut off the clues; the other is to inadvertently provide you with help so that you can investigate more deeply, and then send someone to monitor you." "

  I think the second possibility is the most likely. The risk you need to take is how to not expose the information you want to hide under surveillance."

  Is it still possible? In fact, it won't be exposed. Every time I participate in the Tarot Club, I rest in the Harvest Church. There is nothing unusual on the outside. The sacrificial items and the ceremony of taking over the gift are things that can be shown to Lord Nibais and others.

  Very good, I will take the initiative to ask about the Silver City when studying history. Emlyn pondered for a moment and soon made up his mind.

  He immediately remembered something else and turned to the Hanged Man and said,

  "Didn't you ask last week how to make everyone on a ship fall asleep at the same time?"

  "It's very simple. I can provide a magical anesthetic gas that can effectively spread a non-irritating smell. Even on the deck, smelling it directly will cause coma."

  "Of course, you'd better choose a windless night. Also, the target cannot have a premonition of danger, and the physical fitness cannot be too strong. The extraordinary people in Sequence Nine who are famous for their physical fitness are the limit."

  "It can create more than three hours of sleep, and the effect will continue to decrease after that. 100 pounds a can, plus an additional 30 pounds for my reward."

  The Hanged Man Alger thought about the situation of the sailors on the ghost ship, and nodded lightly without bargaining:

  "Okay."

  If there was no Moon's proposal, I would turn to the White Tower to seek extraordinary abilities with corresponding effects, and then rent the magician lady's magical item. This would be too troublesome. Moreover, establishing a certain image in front of Moon would facilitate my subsequent transactions with him.     The exchange session gradually came to an end. Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, tapped the surface of the mottled long table twice with his fingers and smiled leisurely:

  "I have foreseen that everyone will have a new look next week."

  "This party ends here."

  "Thank you for your blessing."

  Justice Audrey stood up first, saying goodbye and thanking.

  With Mr. Fool's words, I have more confidence in taking the psychiatrist potion.

  As everyone repeated the same words, deep red light rose, and the space above the gray fog returned to the eternal silence.

  On the Golden Dream, Renekton, who was leaning on the chair, opened his eyes. He glanced at the desk in front of him at any time, where a piece of light yellow paper lay quietly.

  Leonard's reply is a bit slow! As a nightmare, he didn't stay up late to reply to me.

  Muttering in his heart, Renekton stretched out his left hand, spreading spirituality, summoning an invisible hand, and handed the paper on the desk to himself.

  Keeping a lazy posture, he handed the letter to his eyes and read it carefully:

  The old man said that he needed more information about "Groselle's Travels". As for the trade of the Dream Thief's potion formula, he needs you to help him deal with the Jacob family's demigod in exchange. The potion formula can be given to you first.

  Sequence Five: Dream Thief, can take away other people's ideals and dreams, can steal other people's memories.

  Main materials: the spiritual crystal of the ancient vengeful spirit, 30 grams of star crystal.

  Why do I have to deal with the mouse demigod? Pallez's condition is not so bad. Renekton pondered for a moment and stopped paying attention to this matter.

  Anyway, he will go to find Pallez later, so it doesn't matter if he agrees to this condition.

  He shook his left palm holding the letter twice and threw the light yellow paper into the spirit world.

  Then he stood up from the chair, turned his head and looked towards the deck. After a moment of silence, his figure suddenly faded and became transparent.

  The next moment, his figure appeared on the deck again.

  A figure suddenly appeared in front of Ming Dynasty, and Johnsen took a step back in shock. After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Renekton with a little dissatisfaction and said,

  "Don't always appear in front of others suddenly like this. If you meet a timid person, he will probably throw a fireball directly at your face."

  Renekton raised his eyebrows and glanced at Johnsen, then said,

  "Are you talking about Danitz? He shouldn't have such an opportunity."

  "I have already got the formula of the Dream Stealer potion you need. How much do you plan to pay for it?"

  "Ah?" Johnsen was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face froze for a moment.

  Then he showed a kind smile, tried to get closer, and put his hand on Renekton's shoulder, but was dodged without a trace. He pretended to take his hand back naturally, put it behind his back and said:

  "What would you do if I said I was just joking before?"

  Renekton looked at him without surprise, chuckled and said:

  "No, I'm serious after all."

  Yodson looked at Renekton's serious expression, and after a while, he showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said with difficulty:

  "3000 no, 4000 pounds!"

  "No more, this is the money I plan to use to buy potion materials."

  Renekton nodded lightly without much care. He originally just wanted to blackmail Yodson.

  Then he looked at the other party with a little curiosity and said:

  "Are you from the Jacob family?"

  Yodson pursed his lips tightly, seemed to be hesitant, and after struggling for a moment, he said:

  "Why don't you think I'm from the Zoroast or Amon family?"

  Renekton put his hands on the side of the boat, pushed hard, then turned around and sat on the side of the boat.

  He looked out over the sea and said in a deep voice:

  "Amon can't stay on this ship. This place is also within the reach of the God of Knowledge."

  "Besides, I know Pales."

  "Paris? The head of the Zoroaster family? Is he still alive?"

  Yodson was very shocked.

  "As a Sequence One angel, although he was chased by Amon a little bit, but since Amon is not in a hurry to become a god, it's not surprising that he survived, right?"

  Renekton raised his eyebrows and looked at Yodson. He didn't know much information, and it seemed that the Jacob family was also having a hard time under Amon's pressure.

  Yodson frowned slightly. Although he was a descendant of the Jacob family, under the pressure of Amon, the Jacob family had already been divided into small families that had no contact with each other.

  And his small family had long been lonely, and didn't even have the potion formula and magical items above the demigod level.

  After hesitating for a moment, Yodson said suspiciously:

  "You seem to know a lot about us, or about the thieves?"  Chapter 290 "Steel"

  Maiviti Renekton withdrew his gaze from the sea and looked at Jordon with a little hesitation:

  "Because of Amon, I have a certain understanding of the things in this path."

  "Are you interested in becoming a demigod or even an angel in this path?"

  "You want to use me to lure Amon?"

  Jordon looked at Renekton vigilantly, and his right leg unconsciously retreated a step.

  Renekton pressed down the corner of his mouth and said with a slightly disdainful tone:

  "You overestimate yourself too much. If you are brought to his mouth, Amon doesn't mind eating you. As for seduction, forget it!"

  The expression on Jordon's face froze again. He didn't know whether he should be happy that he would not be used as bait to lure Amon, or sad that he was even disliked as bait.

  Ignoring Jodson's expression, Renekton said to himself:

  "Are you interested in continuing on this path?"

  "With the current situation of the Jacob family, it is basically impossible to give you any effective support. Moreover, most of the characteristics of this path are concentrated on Amon. If you want to get promoted on your own, it is more likely that you will be offered to Amon as a dessert."

  "Why not choose to join me!"

  Jodson took a deep breath and raised his chin slightly and said:

  "I am the third mate of the Golden Dream. It is impossible for me to leave the captain."

  "You all like Edwina, but she doesn't like you."

  "I like the captain and don't... Wait, what do you mean by you? Who else?"

  Jodson pretended to be calm before he finished speaking, and suddenly froze. He reacted immediately and asked immediately.

  While speaking, he had already screened everyone on the ship in his mind.

  Blue, that stuffy guy? Orpheus is also a possibility. Every time I want to talk to the captain alone, he will come out to interrupt the topic. Daniels is also suspected. He always asks all kinds of stupid questions in front of the captain, perhaps just to attract the captain's attention.

  The more Jodson thought about it, the more he felt that everyone around him was suspicious. He gritted his teeth, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. These hateful guys actually secretly like the captain behind my back!

  Renekton looked at Jodson who was lost in thought and gradually became irritable, and said,

  "You don't think you are the only one on this ship who likes the captain?"

  He paused for a moment, and without waiting for Jodson to ask, he continued to talk to himself:

  "Your competitors are all the men on this ship."

  "You like the captain too!" Jodson immediately became alert.

  Renekton's face froze. This guy's reaction was even greater than when he talked about Amon just now.

  "Except me."

  "You really don't like the captain?"

  Jodson looked at Renekton suspiciously, as if to say, "The captain is so perfect, but you don't like him! Something is wrong with you!"

  Renekton's mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to punch this love-brained man. Then, he took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions and said,

  "Do you want to know what kind of person Edwina likes?"

  "What kind?"

  Jodson wanted to mock him, but thinking of the difference in strength between the two sides, he rationally restrained the idea of ​​suicidal.

  Renekton chuckled and said,

  "According to my observation, Edwina should like men who can discuss and learn knowledge with her."

  "And you, or the crew on this ship, obviously do not meet this condition."

  Jodson opened his mouth, but could not say anything to refute. After thinking carefully, he found that what the other party said seemed quite reasonable.

  Thinking of this, he lowered his head in disappointment and whispered,

  "Why am I not a Beyonder of the Reader Path?"

  "Stealing knowledge is not a difficult thing for a high-sequence thief. By that time, won't you be a scholar with profound knowledge?"

  Renekton reminded him at the right time.

  Yodson struggled for a moment, then looked up at Renekton and said,

  "What do you want to recruit me for?"

  "My conditions are resources for promotion, and that I am still a member of the Golden Dream."

  Renekton slowly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile and said,

  "Go to the southern continent to preach!"

  "Preach?" Yodson was a little confused for a moment.

  Raging Sea, on the White Agate.

  Danitz stood in front of the window, looking at the dim sky, the clouds were rolling, and the sea was undulating with high and low waves, as if a storm was about to come.

  He said with a slightly emotional tone:

  "This is the sea. No matter how powerful a force is, it seems insignificant in front of it."

  "Fortunately, we are about to reach the 'City of Generosity'."

  After a while, neither Gehrman Sparrow nor the fat rabbit he raised responded. Danitz spread his hands helplessly. He felt a little suffocated.     After a while, he saw Gehrman Sparrow looking up at him, smiling and saying,

  "Can you tell me what contact points Bayam has for pirates?"

  Bullshit! You'd better not say anything! Danitz's expression twisted.

  At 6 pm, before the storm, the White Agate arrived at the capital of the Rorsted Islands, the "City of Generosity" Bayam.

  Klein cast an illusion on Bugs Bunny who was following him. After getting off the White Agate, he turned to Danitz and said,

  "You are free."

  Huh? Danitz was still a little uncomfortable for a while.

  Klein ignored the dazed Danitz. He pressed the top hat he was wearing, carried the suitcase, and walked along the road to Haifang Street with Bugs Bunny sitting on the suitcase.

  Are you really letting me go? Danitz stood there, still a little suspicious. No matter what, I am worth 3,000 gold pounds. No, this is just a unilateral bounty from Loon! Gehrman Sparrow would actually let go of the huge wealth in front of him!

  He straightened his back and looked at Gehrman Sparrow's back. When he saw that the other party really left without looking back, he immediately turned around and left from another road.

  Sometimes he turned and changed direction, and sometimes he looked back with the help of obstacles, so as not to be followed.

  Soon, he came to the row of houses near the dock warehouse.

  After confirming again and again that he was not used as bait by Gehrman Sparrow, he completely relaxed.

  I can foresee that tomorrow will be extremely beautiful. There will be a group of guys vying to flatter me and want to be my servants!

  Danitz knocked on the door happily, three long and three short at intervals, very rhythmic.

  This is the contact point of the Golden Dream at Bayam Dock. When Klein asked him to talk about it before, he only mentioned the contact points of those pirates who did not have a good relationship with them.

  Soon, he heard footsteps approaching from inside the door. The door creaked open, and a familiar face came into view.

  Danitz chuckled and greeted him:

  "Old man, didn't you drink today?"

  Opposite him was one of the contacts of the "Golden Dream" in the Rorsted Islands, Old Linn.

  Old Linn coughed twice, and seemed to glance behind Danitz before making way.

  Danitz didn't pay attention to this detail. He stepped into the dim room, and his nose suddenly twitched.

  He smelled the aroma of "Lelangqi".

  No, what Old Linn likes to drink is the local Bayam Blackland!

  The thought flashed through Danitz's mind, and he was startled. He stopped and immediately became alert.

  Then, he saw a man with his back to him standing up. He was tall, dark-skinned, and his hair was curly like marbles.

  "'Steel' Maiviti!" Danitz's pupils shrank greatly, and he subconsciously said the other party's name.

  This is the second mate of the "Blood Admiral", a big pirate worth 6,000 pounds!

  "Hey, 'Flame' Danitz, there is an important person who wants to see you, or anyone on your Golden Dream."

  "Steel" Mai Weiti said in a hoarse voice.

  Thinking back to the important person who suddenly appeared in front of him the day before yesterday, he still instinctively trembled. That was a real important person, a saint walking on the earth.

  He also learned from him what happened during the time he was away from the Flesh and Blood Tree. He was extremely fortunate that he was sent to Bayam at that time. Otherwise, I would also be a pile of mutated and collapsed limbs and flesh!

  Boom!

  A ball of red flames hit Mai Weiti's face head-on.

  At the moment of throwing the fireball in his hand, Danitz quickly rushed back and rushed out before Old Lin En completely closed the door.

  But there was a figure faster than him!

  Mai Weiti directly ignored the red fireball thrown by Danitz and rushed forward directly. His speed was so fast that he directly dragged a blurry afterimage behind him.

  The hunter's instinct for danger made Danitz roll forward and sideways on the spot, avoiding a punch that could have broken his ribs.

  Danitz managed to stabilize his body, and with one hand he supported himself on the ground, preparing to stand up. In his other hand, a blazing white flame quickly condensed, forming a long spear surrounded by blazing white flames.

  Danitz used his right hand and knees at the same time, and bounced off the ground, throwing the blazing white spear in his left hand.

  As Mai Weiti turned around, he had already raised his right hand and blocked in front of him.

  Boom!

  The blazing white spear exploded the moment it hit Mai Weiti's arm. The powerful impact and flames made Mai Weiti move his left foot back a step, squinting his eyes.

  When the flames faded, Danitz was shocked to find that there was a faint layer of white frost on Mai Weiti's body. The blazing white spear just now failed to cause any effective damage to him, and even failed to ignite his clothes.

  Shit! Is this guy really made of steel? My blazing white spear has no effect on him at all.

  While cursing in his heart, he suddenly pushed his hands forward, and a red flame lit up. A group of flaming crows condensed around him.

  They bombarded all around with Mai Weiti as the center.

  With a sound of "Woo!", a biting cold wind suddenly blew up, mixed with snowflakes, and quickly melted the flaming crows condensed by Danitz.

  White frost condensed on the ground, and the cold and transparent ice layer spread rapidly around.