Chapter 121 Conditions

10pm, Swordfish Bar.

Klein, who had waited all afternoon and still hadn't received the bounty, went out on purpose, walked around in front of Us Kent, and got the answer that the process has been completed, but the money can only be issued tomorrow morning.

By the way, he pretended to participate in the private transaction of the adventurers in the Swordfish Bar, but unfortunately he failed to find the main ingredient or magical item of the "Master of Puppet" potion.

After returning to the original state, Klein pressed his top hat, trying to squeeze through the crowd and leave the bar, which was at its busiest and busiest stage.

At this time, a series of gazes swept across his face, most of them were stunned for a moment, and then obviously stopped for two seconds, as if they were identifying something.

Suddenly, they retracted their gaze at the same time, receding away from Klein, like a parted tide.

They already knew about Gehrman Sparrow's appearance and strength from newspapers and rumors, and more details gradually spread in various places where adventurers, pirates, and gangsters gathered, which made many people Knowing the situation at the time, and knowing Gehrman Sparrow's frenzied behavior of drawing his gun and shooting immediately as soon as he spotted "Smart Talker" Misol King, everyone consciously stayed away from this dangerous guy.

Trader Ralph was drinking in front of the bar when he suddenly noticed something unusual there, instinctively half-turned his body and looked over.

He soon saw a silent gentleman with a thin face and sharp edges, and the corresponding portrait published in the "News" naturally appeared in his mind:

Gehrman Sparrow hunted down the "Smart Talker"!

Immediately afterwards, Ralph thought about the content of the chat when he met the leader of the rebel army Karat in the evening, and confirmed that the crazy adventurer in front of him did not reject "Sea God", and even witnessed the private transaction between the rebel army and "Vice Admiral Iceberg" .

Perhaps he can be developed into a believer of the "Sea God"... Even if he is not interested in the future of the archipelago, he might be able to help in certain matters... Ralph clasped his hands and put them next to his mouth, making a gesture As if blowing a conch shell, this is one of the gestures to pray to the "God of the Sea" Kavetuva.

Then he stood up abruptly, and walked towards Gehrman Sparrow with a beer glass.

At this moment, Klein also noticed Ralph's approach and recognized who he was.

That was a devout believer who once wanted to dedicate one-third of his 20,000 gold pounds to the "Sea God"!

That was the ex-pirate businessman he sent to start a children's charity fund!

Through the news about the charity fund and the other party's always devout prayers, his understanding of Ralph can be said to cover all aspects, so he wondered why the other party would try to contact Gehrman Sparrow.

Have a commission? Things that the rebels can't do for various reasons? Klein looked at Ralph and slowed down.

"Mr. Gehrman Sparrow?" Ralph raised the beer glass in his hand.

Klein nodded, and naturally maintained his personality:

"I don't know you."

"Haha, the acquaintance between adventurers is always very simple, maybe only a glass of wine is needed." Ralph pointed to the bar, "Are you interested in having a glass?"

"Okay." Klein responded simply with deep doubts.

Sitting in the corner of the bar, he ordered a glass of Southwell beer, while drinking, he looked at Ralph,

Do not take the initiative to speak.

It is not a good experience to be quietly watched by a pirate general-level powerhouse. Ralph took a sip of beer to cover up his nervousness, and laughed:

"I've heard of you, and before today's incident, I know that you are a true gentleman who does not discriminate against the aborigines in the colonies."

A line of lines flashed through Klein's mind, and finally settled on a few words that were relatively in line with the personality:

"Get to the point."

... Ralph almost choked, coughed twice and said:

"Have I the honor to introduce you to our God, Savior of the Islands, Kavetua, the Blessed One of the Sea?

"You know, the sea is so vast, and the storm is so terrifying. Just relying on oneself, even a big man of the fourth king level cannot guarantee that he will be able to overcome all kinds of difficulties and survive. At this time, we need a god, A deity who holds power over the sea and the storm, who can answer you."

Introduce myself to me, and then let me believe in myself... Klein controlled the slight movement of the corner of his mouth, and said instead:

"I'm more interested in whether you have magical items, very powerful and aggressive."

Ralph showed a sincere smile and said:

"we do not have.

"But as long as you devoutly believe in the 'Sea God', maybe one day you will get the corresponding gift."

I didn't...don't promise me indiscriminately! Klein was angry and funny at the same time.

He felt that the conversation could not continue, so he drank half a glass of Southwell beer in one gulp and said:

"I'll think about it."

He was about to leave when the bartender suddenly came over and said with a shy smile:

"Mr. Gehrman Sparrow, here is a request for you."

"What?" Klein glanced at Ralph.

The latter took the beer wisely and left his seat.

He is already very satisfied with today's results, because he never thought that he could develop a crazy adventurer into a believer of "Sea God". His purpose is just to let the other party know that there is such a possibility, and to actively think about the pros and cons.

When silence returned to the corner of the bar, the bartender quickly smiled and said:

"He claims to be a pharmacist you know, and he wants to entrust you with a task. If you are interested, you can wait here, and we will contact him according to the agreed method."

Do you know a pharmacist? Chubby Darkwill? Darkwill with a chubby owl? What commission will he have? Rescue his teacher Roy King? I can't do this kind of thing, the risk is too high... In a flash of thought, Klein decided to listen to what the other party had entrusted first:

"it is good."

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When it was close to 11 o'clock, Klein saw the timid and fat pharmacist Darkwill in the billiard room No. 3 of the Swordfish Bar.

The other party has changed out of the relatively conspicuous village witch doctor robe, and dressed up as a local - a taraba shirt, wide-leg pants, and a brown thick jacket, and the round-faced owl is quietly parked in Darkwell Over his right shoulder, he stared at the adventurer opposite him with piercing eyes.

It's very similar to how Miss "Justice" looks at other members of the Tarot Society... Maybe this owl is really an Extraordinary creature, the "spectator" type? Klein had judgment in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface, and asked in a low voice:

"What commission do you have?"

"It's like this." The fat pharmacist put his left hand in his pocket, holding the ring box tightly, "I'm about to go on a trip to another island, hehe, it will take about three days. Because of certain things, I may encounter Dangerous, of course, or maybe not, anyway, I need a bodyguard, and you are the best I can think of."

What you are saying is as if I am not that powerful, but you know very few people... If you don’t save the teacher and leave Bayam, are you going to find a helper? Or, having been rescued, the danger comes from the pursuit of the military? While guessing the truth of the matter, Klein calmly asked:

"How dangerous is it?"

Darkwill pursed his lips a few times and said:

"I'm not sure. If, if the danger exceeds your ability, you can hand me over to the other party directly. This is the promise we have made now, and it will not damage your reputation."

If I didn't know that you are always not nice enough to speak, I would have thought you were using the "provocative method"... Klein thought for a while and said:

"What kind of compensation can you pay?"

Darkwill originally wanted to directly say the answer he had considered long ago, but he hesitated for a while, because the matter is indeed dangerous, and if there are not enough chips, it will be difficult to impress Gehrman Sparrow—he is afraid that the "senator" will appear , Before things were desperate, the bodyguard gave up resistance. This is why he must invite the strong.

Klein glanced at him and said coldly:

"You can think about it first.

"I'll go to the bathroom and give me the answer when I come back."

With that said, he turned around, walked to the door, twisted the handle, and stepped out.

His response seemed to be sophisticated, with the coolness and ruthlessness of an adventurer and bounty hunter, but in fact, he didn't really want to give the fat pharmacist time to think, he was just looking for an opportunity to go to the bathroom, above the gray fog Divination.

This is the key to whether he accepts the mission or not!

After leaving the billiard room and arriving at the door of the bathroom, Klein lined up for a while, and finally waited until a toilet was emptied.

Entering inside, he frowned, was disgusted by the filth of the environment and the stench of the smell, and almost turned his head away.

Resisting to close the door, he poked the flush button in disgust. While lamenting the harsh environment of divination, he took four small steps backwards to start the ceremony.

In the chess and card room, Darkwill waited until Gehrman Sparrow's back completely disappeared, then quickly closed the door, and asked the owl on his shoulder:

"Will he betray me?"

"No," muttered the owl. "Also, be polite when you ask me a question. Please call Mr. Harry."

Darkwill's fat face trembled:

"What kind of payment do you think he will accept, Mr. Harry?"

"It's hard for me to see through him, he is good at hiding his expression." Owl responded frankly.

Damn Mr. Harry, no, bloody fool! Darkwill cursed secretly, paced back and forth, thinking about the chips.

After a while, Klein returned to No. 3 billiard room and asked:

"Have you figured it out?"

He has already done divination above the gray mist, and the level of danger of this mission is acceptable, and he just happens to want to leave Bayam in a short time.

"800 pounds for 3 days, and our friendship, I mean the friendship between my teacher and his friends." Darkwill said not confidently.

Klein was silent for a few seconds and said:

"1,000 pounds for 3 days.

"In addition, your organization can help me get a powerful offensive magical item, and I will pay cash at a reasonable price."

1000 pounds, how can I have so much... Darkwill hesitated and said:

"I paid 300 pounds in advance, and the rest will be paid when I arrive at the destination and find the person I want to find."

He planned to ask the teacher's teacher to repay the balance.

Klein nodded calmly:

"make a deal."

The chubby pharmacist Darkwell immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said with a cheeky smile:

"May I take it that protection is in effect from now on?"  …

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