After speaking, he retreated to the door, opened the door and left the dreamland.

Hey, are you leaving now? As a "Nightmare", or a former "Nightmare", don't you think about your own memory defects? Can you remember it after listening to it only once? This is too insignificant! Klein watched Leonard's back disappear, and couldn't help but slander.

He shook his head helplessly, finished his afternoon nap, and got busy with the affairs of West Balam.

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On the "Golden Dream", Danitz, who finally completed the task, drank light beer with ice due to the recent hot weather.

If it wasn't for the extraordinary ability required to make ice, and the quantity was not large, he felt that he could drink half a bucket in one go.

"This is enjoyment!" Danitz gulped down the remaining liquid in the cup.

At this moment, a gray mist filled his eyes, and Gehrman Sparrow's voice began to echo in his ears.

"...Please tell Danis to go to West Balam immediately, find out the situation in the respective spheres of influence of the two native generals, Mesangyes and Katami, and pay special attention to whether there are any traces of the activities of the Rose School of thought... "

Go, go to West Balam? Holding the wine glass, Danis stammered as he repeated Gehrman Sparrow's request in his mind.

He once went there with the crew of the "Golden Dream" in search of treasure, and got more detailed information from the captain "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina, so he knows how chaotic West Balam is. Danger.

And, this time I'm going alone! Danis pouted, feeling that his future was bleak.

In his mind, there are primeval jungles hiding all kinds of terrible creatures, aboriginal tribes who also believe in death but have their own weirdness, roads full of robbers and rebels, villages where resentful ghosts often haunt, and from time to time A big city where gun battles and even Extraordinary battles broke out.

No, I want to reject Gehrman Sparrow, reject... at least, send me an assistant! Hmm... Ordinary people can live in West Balam, become rich, and own their own manors, which shows that it is not as scary as I imagined. I am just scaring myself... Moreover, Gehrman Sparrow is just Let me figure out the situation, and don't let me contact anyone to deal with anyone... Danis quickly smiled, and asked Mister Fool to tell Gehrman Sparrow that he would leave immediately.

Then, according to Gehrman Sparrow's prompt, he set up a ceremony in his room to ask Mister Fool to bestow it.

At the end of the ceremony, he saw the illusory gate open, and a dark golden brooch in the shape of a sunbird flew out and landed on the altar.

This is the "Sun Brooch"!

In the Southern Continent, in the country where the god of death once ruled, the "sun" is one of the most useful extraordinary ways!

"Giving such a valuable item directly... It's not bad to do things for Gehrman Sparrow... But, he seems to be talking about borrowing?" Danitz picked up the brooch, feeling the humidity and heat around him Added a little more weight.

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After assigning the task to Danitz, Klein was about to open the door and order his valet Richardson to prepare a glass of ice water for himself, when his inspiration suddenly struck.

Immediately, he quietly activated his spirit vision, and saw the messenger lady Reinette Tinekerr walking out of the void, one of the blond-haired and red-eyed heads was biting a thin letter in her hand.

Who sent it? Leonard's? Klein stretched out his right hand in a little doubt.

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At No. 7 Pinster Street, Leonard Mitchell walked to the desk and spread out the letter paper.�

He immediately picked up the round-bellied absorbent fountain pen, lowered his wrist, and prepared to write.�

However, as soon as he made a dark blue dot, the pen stopped, and he tried to move his wrist a few times before regaining his composure.�

Raising his wrist and lowering the pen, Leonard repeated the same action again and again. Finally, his wrist froze in midair.�

Snapped! Leonard dropped the pen, crumpled up the letter paper, and accurately threw it into the trash can at the foot of the table.�

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