When the illusory gray fog dissipated, Audrey looked down at Susie who was quietly admiring the garden on the first floor, walked back and forth a few steps, and said in secret, "Mr. World is really scary..."

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In the evening, inside the "Seaweed Bar".

"Blue-Eyed" Mies, who just came out of the casino after squandering money, sat down at the bar and ordered a glass of Lie Langzi.

He was about to raise his glass to drink, when he suddenly heard the bartender lower his voice, "Mithor, the 'Smart Talker', is dead."

"Oh...who did it?" "Blue-eyed" Mies was startled at first, and then asked excitedly, "Is someone challenging the 'Vice Admiral of Disease'?"

"An adventurer named Gehrman Sparrow didn't have any reputation before, who knew he could kill Mithor!" The bartender didn't hide his shock and astonishment, "He killed Ozil, the real one at the Fragrant Leaf Bar. Boss, 'Giant' Ozil."

"Blue Eyes" Mies was about to express his emotions when he frowned suddenly.

People from Ozir came to ask him about "Flame" Danitz this morning, and he told him that the captain of the "Golden Dream" mixed with a strange adventurer, and with the help of rituals, provided the corresponding portraiture.

Ozil is dead, Mithol King is dead, a strange adventurer named Gehrman Sparrow did it... "Blue Eyes" Mies' hands trembled suddenly, and that moment appeared in his mind. A picture that impressed him to the extreme:

A gentleman-like young man stood at the entrance of the bar. He had black hair and brown eyes, a thin face with sharp edges and corners. He was looking coldly at the drinkers coming and going, as if he was looking for prey.

"Blue-eyed" Mies shuddered. He didn't care about drinking, so he got up and strode away from the bar.

Terrible, that guy is terrible! Even the "smart talker" died in his hands, he is definitely a general-level powerhouse! He must be looking for me, and he wants to kill me together, no, he can't stay in Bayam, he must return to the ship immediately, stay away from here! "Blue Eyes" Mies went straight to the "Red Theater", forcibly dragged away several companions, went to the jungle outside the city, and detoured to the private port controlled by the rebels.

The herbal medicine shop in the alley diagonally opposite the "Red Theater" was still open, and the fat pharmacist Darkwell sat behind the counter, calm on the outside, but anxious inside.

He has contacted the known members of the "Life School" through various methods to seek necessary help, but he has no way of knowing who will come and when, so he can only endure fear and anxiety and continue to open the store, pretending that nothing happened .

"Darkwell, you are very disturbed." The chubby owl flew back from nowhere and landed on the counter and said.

"I don't need your reminder, I'm very aware of my state." Darkwill waved his hand impatiently.

He still remembers that when he was studying with his teacher, he was always warned by the other party to be careful of the official organization and the real blood race. For this reason, Roy King gave many examples. Without a woman, who became a researcher, who used his body to test the hazards of certain sealed items, who underwent various experiments, mutated into a monster with only instinct left, and what was sucked by the vampires and turned into a puppet.

These cases were deeply engraved in Fatty's mind, and the courage he lacked disappeared immediately. After leaving the teacher, he always stayed in one city for a while, and left immediately after being exposed.

Darkwill tried to restrain his fear, and turned his attention to how to rescue the teacher.

"...The old man has been arrested for a while, why is he still locked up in the Governor's Mansion? With the military's capabilities, the information to be clarified should have been clarified long ago, whether it is direct execution, harvesting materials, or putting it in researchers Here, the old man must have been transferred... Could it be that the old man used some method to hide the secret, or they want the old man to be a spy? Hey, just agree!" Darkwill scratched his hair, his thoughts wandering wildly.

Gradually, he thought of his last correspondence with his teacher Roy King.

"The old man always likes to give hints in places that seem ordinary and ordinary. Could there be similar information hidden in that letter? The letter didn't say anything. They agreed to meet near the Red Theater and showed off his He also asked me to go to the Mapel's grocery store on Enmat Street to buy a dice and prepare for education... I thought about buying it after we met, all the time Didn't go, maybe there is a secret there?" Darkwill thought like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.

��Many streets in Bayam are named after the cities of the Loen Kingdom.

Darkwill took a few minutes to muster up his courage, took the owl, closed the shop door, and walked out of the alley.

While waiting for the rented carriage, he bought a newly released "News" from the newsboy, and boredly flipped through the international, domestic and archipelago news.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar face. It was the adventurer who told him the whereabouts of Roy Jin.

"Gehrman Sparrow, killed Mithor King, the 'Smart Talker' with a reward of up to 5,400 pounds at noon...I actually entrusted such a powerful adventurer!" Darkwill tsk-tsk .

He quickly put the matter behind him, got into a cab, went straight to Enmatre Street, and found Mapel's grocery store.

The owner of the store was a kind elderly lady. She looked Darkwill up and down a few times and said, "The dice you need are worth 1 pound." JrNovels.com