Not long after, the carriage arrived at its destination, and Klein was about to get off when he heard a loud noise. The rumbling explosion made the whole street tremble visibly, and pieces of glass windows fell to the ground.

No way... Could it be caused by Anderson's bad luck? Klein's spiritual intuition told him that this was the fact, but the unluckiest hunter didn't seem to be dead yet.

He looked sideways to the outside of the carriage, and saw that a large wall on the second floor of the hotel had collapsed, and the flames and smoke still remained.

At this time, a figure with disheveled blond hair and ragged clothes was standing below, muttering to himself: "There is such a bold guy who trades arms or new types of explosives in the hotel, almost killing me for no reason... My suitcase..."

Klein looked down at the suitcase he was carrying, and suddenly felt that it was great to be cautious.

He turned around and supported Richaud, and helped the Destiny Councilor get off the carriage.

Anderson felt it, turned his head and said with a wry smile: "The current weapon dealers are really unprofessional! Fortunately, during the day, no one in the hotel rests, but the boss is pitiful, and he will suffer a loss. However, the gold they bring should be It won�t be destroyed so easily, and it can make up a lot.�

I think a large part of your misfortune is responsible... Klein nodded, and said to Councilor Richaud, "It's him."

Richiord then turned his head to Anderson, but the dark blindfold covered all his eyes.

He paused for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Give me a gold coin."

"Huh?" Anderson fished out a Loen gold coin suspiciously from the inside of the clothes, and then smiled at Gehrman Sparrow, "It's the custom in my hometown to sew a small pocket on the innermost layer of clothes to hold A few coins. I didn't believe it at first, but I've been really unlucky recently."

As he spoke, he handed the gold coin to Richiaud.

Richjord caught the gold coin, slowly folded his five fingers together, and retracted his hand.

He immediately smiled and said, "Okay, your bad luck has been lifted."

"Huh?" Anderson looked blankly at Gehrman Sparrow next to him, as if saying: Is this all right? You won't find a liar, will you?

Klein was also stunned, but he chose to believe in Richaurd, after all, he is a member of destiny.

Richiaud put away the gold coins, laughed and said, "It's so easy when you get bad luck. If you don't believe it, you can go to the casino and try your luck."

"It makes sense!" Anderson slapped his palms, immediately stopped the passerby, and asked where the nearest casino was.

After a while, he changed into a clean and tidy jacket and came back. Looking at Senator Richaud who was waiting on the side of the street, he instinctively opened his mouth.

He suddenly froze, shut up forcibly, and then thanked him with a smile.

When the demigod was sent to the carriage, he moved closer to Gehrman Sparrow, and said with a sigh: "I wanted to say that although you are blind, you are indeed very good in the field of destiny... Fortunately, I just in time Remember that he is a demigod."

If you really say that, then you are expected to become a hunter who "died on the spot due to being relieved of bad luck"... Klein did not agree with the other party, but said instead: "You can tell me the clues about the pistol."

Since Creeping Hunger is so restrictive, he still wants to have a more conventional offensive magic item.

Anderson cut his hair, laughed and said, "In Bayam.

"It's a friend I knew before, a very powerful adventurer. Because he was tired of the unstable and dangerous life, he used his savings to buy several spice manors, found a good girl to marry, and quit the business completely.

"He had a child some time ago, and his thoughts changed again. He began to hope to give the child a better environment, better education and a safer situation, so he planned to move to Backlund, where there is the best grammar school, the best public school.

"Hehe, he doesn't want to just rent a place in Backlund, and he doesn't plan to sell the manor that can continue to make money. He just has a surplus of magical items, so he plans to sell the revolver.

"At that time, I was eager to follow the treasure hunting team to that sea area. I don't know if it was successful. However, there are very few people who can give away nearly ten thousand pounds in one go, and the transaction is not so easy to conclude."

"Well, take me to visit him." Klein simply responded.

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