Chapter: 1466

I'm not a pure Loenian, these police officers don't need to please... Is it working? Whether it's me falling down strangely, or persuading the police strangely, it's all working? Is it the one kept by the teacher, that important sealed item? Darkwill quickly had an association, moved forward cautiously, picked up the dice again, and stuffed it back into the tiny ring box as it was - inside, there was no room for the dice to turn.

Winking at his own owl, Darkwill picked up the "News" he bought earlier, stopped a rental carriage, and limped aboard, the destination was the "Red Theatre".

While the vehicle was driving smoothly, because the night had fallen and the light from the gas street lamps on both sides was far away, only a little light could come in. He was not in a hurry to study the ring box and the dice inside, and waited patiently until he returned home.

Entering the herbal medicine shop and going up to the living quarters on the second floor, he lit up the gas wall lamp and drove the silly bird out of the room, while he sat down at the desk and repeatedly checked the ring box and the milky white dice.

Finally, he pulled out a piece of paper folded to the size of half a knuckle from the bottom interlayer of the ring box.

Darkwill took a silent breath, quickly unfolded the paper, and found that there were indeed three paragraphs written in the ancient Feysac language: "If I have not appeared after three days of the appointed time,

That must have been betrayed and arrested, so don't rush to ask other members of the school for help, because I can't confirm who did it, and it will bring you great danger.

"There is only one thing you need to do, and that is to take that dice to Oravi Island and hand it over to Kano, the bell ringer in the port city, where my teacher Rijord 'senator' is hiding, He'll take care of the rest.

"Don't worry about me revealing this secret. When I finish writing this letter, all relevant memories will disappear completely, and I won't even remember you as an apprentice until I am rescued. Remember, try not to use that dice, it has A certain characteristic of being alive, the more you use it, the easier it is to wake up, turn yourself when you are not paying attention, even if there is no space. When it is fixed at '1', please believe me, you will suffer more than direct death , because you fail at almost everything, including your favorite exercise in bed."

Sure enough, this dice is very dangerous... Darkwill sighed subconsciously, and soon realized that he had done something stupid out of kindness.


In order to save his teacher Roy King, he overcame his timidity and stayed in Bayam, and sent a message for help to the members of the Life School who knew about it.

And according to the contents of the letter, this means that he is likely to be targeted by the one who betrayed Roy Jin!

"Why didn't you say it earlier? No, why didn't I think of buying this dice earlier!" Darkwill raised his hands and pulled the hair on both sides.

He didn't dare to stay here anymore, so he decided to change his residence tonight, decided to buy a ticket for the black ship tonight, and went to Oravi Island early tomorrow morning - which is a ship on the "Rosted Islands-Tuscart" route. islands.

"My spell, my pistol, my bullets..." Darkwill was busy counting items that could provide a sense of security, worrying about his lack of sufficient combat power.

He quickly had an idea, paced back and forth, muttering, "I need a bodyguard, a bodyguard..."

who please? How much does it cost? While thinking, Darkwill glanced at the "News" he brought back.

Suddenly, he thought of a wonderful bodyguard object:

Gehrman Sparrow!

A powerful adventurer who can hunt down 5,400 pound pirates!

If he is willing to take this task, as long as the "senator" does not take action, I should be able to reach Oravi Island smoothly... How can I find him? right! Put up notices in every bar where adventurers hang out! Darkwill nodded invisibly, stuffed a small amount of items back into the suitcase he had packed before, took the chubby owl with him, and left the herb shop again with a heartache.

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Outside the waters of the Rorsted Islands, in a small port belonging to Loen, the Black Death stopped there without any scruples, surrounded by three ships.

"Vice Admiral Disease" Tracy, who had just taken a hot bath, put on a loose men's shirt, and made the final treatment for the wound that had basically healed.

For a witch, such things as acne scars don't exist.

At this time, the blond maid knocked on the door and entered the captain's room after getting permission.

She glanced at Tracy, her face flushed, and she looked away: "Captain, there is a telegram from Bayam to the port here.

"Misor, uh, the third officer was killed."

Tracy stopped her movements, her expression calmed down, and she asked hesitantly, "Do you know who did it?"

She sent "Smart Talker" Mithor to Bayam to investigate the attack. One was to punish the other party for his negligence, and the other was to publicize her serious injuries to lure those with malicious intentions to attack again. What breakthroughs have been achieved within. JrNovels.com