"I can't confirm it. It's impossible for me to believe whatever you say..." Darkwill said stiffly.

Then, he saw that the eyes of the adventurer on the opposite side became extremely cold.

The fat pharmacist shuddered, and muttered hurriedly: "Well, it can be considered that you have completed the commission."

He distressedly took out a large handful of cash from the secret pocket of the village witch doctor's robe, and counted 100 pounds to Klein.

Although he is an Extraordinary, but his profession is "pharmacist" and "beast trainer", the improvement of his physical fitness cannot be fully reflected in frontal battles, and he may not win ordinary people with revolvers, and the extraordinary pets he tamed are also A guy with little combat power, but the other side is an experienced adventurer with many channels, and there is a high probability that he is also an Extraordinary. One person and one owl tied together may not be an opponent, and the other party can only say what it is.

The money I finally saved... He sighed in his heart.

Being a "pharmacist" is indeed very profitable, especially in overseas colonies, where there are many pirates, sailors, and adventurers, and the personnel are mixed. It was the customers of the Red Theater who had provided him with business in the past two months, making him more money than the previous year.

However, as an Extraordinary, his expenses are also huge. Most of his previous savings have been consumed by the promotion of "beast tamer". Later, he raised a pet and worked hard to help it buy formulas, adjust potions, and I bought self-defense charms and other items for myself, and the real money I could save was only a few hundred pounds.

Klein took the cash, took the opportunity of the points to verify the authenticity, put it in his pocket, turned and left.

Seeing his back disappear at the entrance of the alley, the fat pharmacist Darkwill's expression sank instantly.

"It's too dangerous here..." "It's too dangerous..." "You must leave as soon as possible!" He returned to the herb shop while muttering in a low voice, entered the inside, dragged out the brown suitcase, and quickly stuffed it with various clothes and Neatly folded cash.

In the end, he poured out the small bills and copper pennies of different denominations in the change box, stuffed them into his pocket, took the identification document purchased at a high price, and walked out of the folk herbal medicine shop with the brown suitcase in his hand.

Looking back at the various potion materials that were not sold out, Darkwill's chubby face visibly twitched.

He took a deep breath, locked the door with pain in his heart, went straight to the entrance of the alley, hailed a taxi, and went to the Bayam Passenger Ferry Ticketing Company.

"It's too dangerous, too dangerous, the old man has been arrested..." "Caught..." Sitting in the carriage, he repeated silently to himself, trembling slightly.

In such a state, he finally came to the ticketing company, and as soon as he paid the fare, he rushed into the lobby at a quick pace and lined up in front of the window of the passenger ship to East Balam.

Inhale, exhale... inhale, exhale... Darkwill took a deep breath, followed closely behind the ticket buyers in front, moving step by step.

"Buy the nearest boat." He emphasized to himself.

During the stop-and-go walk, Darkwill gradually became quiet.

His expression twisted suddenly, then calmed down quickly, twisted again, calmed down again.

When there was only one ticket buyer left in front of him, Darkwill froze in place.

"Stupid! You stupid ass!" He scolded himself, turned around abruptly, and walked out of the ticketing hall with his suitcase and identification documents.

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Klein didn't care about how the fat pharmacist Darkwill would save his teacher Roy King, he didn't think it was something he should consider.

"Behind them is the 'Life School'. Even if there is a split recently, it is an ancient organization with a history of hundreds of thousands of years, born in the early fifth century. The School of Life� doesn�t work, and it�s useless for me to move the entire Tarot Society out. There�s no need to worry about it. The military has a demigod in Bayam...Of course, he may not be in the Governor�s Mansion, he may live in Inside the military base." Klein in the carriage took out his wallet, looked at the Thousand Paper Crane inside, and considered whether to throw it back above the gray mist immediately.

Wait a little longer, maybe Will Auceptin, the "Snake of Destiny", will do me some good... Remember to prepare a pencil next time, I have ignored this question before, how big can a thousand paper cranes be? Soon there will be no place to write information... Then I can't actively contact Will Auceptin, I can only wait passively, and I can't keep this paper crane on me forever, and I have to send it back to the gray mist in a few days After all, Will Auceptin can't always locate me in the pile of debris on the Internet, so be careful... Klein quickly made a decision, returned to "Azure Wind", packed his luggage, and returned the luxurious suite .

To his relief, when Danitz came for the second time, he had prepaid part of the room rate, and he only paid 5 soli.

Soon, Klein changed the block and came to Ottom Street near the Fragrant Leaf Bar. He checked into a hotel called "Tyana" and asked for a clean but ordinary room�it only cost 2 soli per day. 2p, and an extra glass of juice from the giant fruit called Teyana.

Drinking the milk-sweet fruit juice, Klein didn't need to worry about his image anymore. He slumped on the easy chair in the room and decided to spend the next two hours in a daze and catch up on sleep before going to browse the believers above the gray mist. Praying to experience the feeling of thousands of people and faces.

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