Bizarro Sorcererā¦ Klein suddenly woke up from his dream as he opened his eyes to see the dark night.
Itās not noon yet. Itās still very dangerousā¦ he mumbled before returning back to sleep.
At this moment, he finally recalled that he had already left those dangerous waters. He wouldnāt vanish or go missing if he wasnāt sleeping at the end of the night.
Phew, itās this kind of stable environment thatās good! I have to say that mysteriously vanishing due to not sleeping after dark is something that can be used to scare kids, making them not dare to sleep late. Heh, I was often scared by such stories when I was young. Klein sat up, walked to the desk, and poured himself a cup of water.
After a moment of silence, he gulped down a mouthful of water as he gradually recovered his ability to think.
Zaratul really went madā¦ What exactly did he encounter, or what happened to himā¦
Bizarro Sorcerer. Sequence 4 is called Bizarro Sorcerer. The Seer pathwayās main focus is on being tricky, crafty, pranky, and paranormal? Or should it directly be summarized as being bizarre?
Yes, Clown, Magician, Faceless, and Marionettist do give me such a feeling. Seer appears to be an exception, but in the eyes of others, the style of a charlatan might appear rather strange and terrifying at timesā¦ Thatās why Zaratul said that fate isnāt the main domain of this pathway?
Also, itās clear that Beyonders of this pathway are more inclined to being spellcasters.
According to Will Auceptinās explanation, there are three methods to obtaining the potion formula to Bizarro Sorcerer. One, seek out the Secret Order and find the mad Zaratul. Two, head to the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range and find the treasures left behind by the Antigonus family. Three, obtain it from the Church. For example, that Antigonus familyās notebook might contain the corresponding formula.
But each one of these three options is more dangerous than the other. According to Emperor Roselleās description, Zaratul was a Sequence 2 Miracle Invoker a long time ago, a true angel. Later, he even advanced to Sequence 1. Heās equal or slightly weaker than a King of Angels. The crazy him, noāāHimā might have gone mad, but itās likely that he will be more difficult to deal with. At the very least, thereās no possibility of me convincing or tricking him. Even in terms of pure strength, I wouldnāt be Zaratulās match even if I employed Mr. Azikās help.
Heh heh, unless I wait for Will Auceptin to be born, but if āHeā were to involve āHimselfā in this matter, thereās a small chance of him incurring the attention of Angel of Fate Ouroboros.
As for the treasure on the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range, the resounding ravings, the set up of the Antigonus family, and the rumors of the Nation of the Evernight buried in the depths of mystery, they make me feel that it isnāt a simple matter. I suspect itās likely to be a trap.
I donāt even need to consider the Church of the Goddess. Ignoring the fact that the Holy Cathedral has angels presiding over it, as well as a bunch of Grade 0 Sealed Artifacts, just the Backlund diocese where the Antigonus familyās notebook is has a terrifying demigodā¦
Klein couldnāt help but recall Mr. A who had been erased like a pencil drawing. And the one that executed all of that was likely to be one of the upper echelons of the Church of the Evernight Goddess!
A beautiful lady whose eyes lacked spiritualityā¦ She even smiled at me. Iāve no idea what it meansā¦ Klein shook his head in resignation, believing that he only had one course of action that he had at present.
That was to find a demigod from the Secret Order who was still considered normal.
Compared to the mad Zaratul, I can communicate with them at least, or even deal with them. Just Klein alone was impossible, but he could seek Mr. Azikās help or Queen Mystic Bernadetteās help at a certain price.
I can only consider this for nowā¦ Klein rapidly turned his thoughts back on how to help Anderson Hood rid the bad luck curse.
Itās been more than two months. I wonder if Fate Councilor Ricciardo has left Oravi Island. Sigh, he hasnāt summoned my messenger all this time to inform me of clues to the mystical item I seek. However, itās not a big problem. Bellman Carnot definitely hasnāt left his post. I can contact Councilor Ricciardo through him.
Thatās good too. The Life School of Thought hasnāt completed the request up to now, meaning that they havenāt made their final payment. They can pay it off by changing Andersonās luck for the better, then I can receive the payment from Anderson.
Heh heh, when it comes to a mystical item or Sealed Artifact which possesses immense offensive powers, isnāt Andersonās sword one? According to the traits showcased by Reaper, I can ignore the item formed after he diesā¦ Heh, Iām not some greedy demon either. Iāll definitely pay additional fees to tide him over.
Klein wiped away his mischievous thoughts and took out the paper crane from his wallet. After unfolding it, he carefully erased the pencil marks on it.
āItās really about to tear. I can use it another two times at bestā¦ā he muttered sadly. Then, he folded the paper crane and returned to his bed to continue sleeping. As for using the radio transceiver to contact Arrodes, he planned on doing so after leaving this piratesā playground.
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After daybreak, Klein languidly got up and slowly washed up, believing that this was how life should be.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The knocking on the door interrupted his state of wistfulness.
Without his acumen for danger, his spiritual intuition told him that it was Anderson Hood.
As expected of the Strongest Hunter. He successfully survived up to nowā¦ Klein tsked and controlled his expressions before opening the door.
Anderson was wearing a deer-hunting cap of unknown origin. He grinned as he handed him a Loen gold coin.
āWhat I owe you from yesterday.ā
Klein received the gold coin and measured its weight in his hand.
āThereās an answer to your problem.ā
Andersonās eyes lit up.
āWhatās the solution?
āDonāt tell me that the answer is that there are no solutionsā¦ā
Am I such a person? Iāll just say that itās hopeless, so just wait for your death. Goodbye! Klein lampooned as he swept Anderson with an indifferent gaze.
āA demigod thatās good at changing oneās luck stays in Oravi Island. He owes me a favor.ā
āExcellent!ā Anderson didnāt hide his joy. āSo, what sort of payment must I make?ā
Very sensible of youā¦ Klein deliberately fell silent for two seconds before saying, āI need a mystical item with powerful offensive abilities. Do you have any clues?
āIf the value exceeds that of the luck enhancement ritual, I will pay the difference.ā
Anderson frowned bit by bit before easing them. He said with a smile, āI have a mystical item that matches your request. It has a Beyonder power that can deal lethal damage. The negative effects arenāt bad either. You will still be able to eat and sleep while having some bad luck, easily attracting monsters and enemies. Occasionally, you will be talkative and be a little off-putting. Haha, itās a joke.
āTo be frank, my Death Brachydont is the mystical item you need, but itās the only weapon I have left. Ehā¦ I do have one relevant clue. Itās a rather special revolver. The bullets it shoots have the effects of āWeakness attack,āLethal attack,ā and a āSlaughtering effect.ā Furthermore, it can be matched with bullets of different characteristics. The negative effects include developing a weakness that originally didnāt exist after every use, such as the fear of light, the fear of ships, the fear of dogs, etc. And such a weakness will last for six hours.
āThereās almost no negative effects when having it on you. It just makes you easily thirsty. This is something completely tolerable. If not for the characteristics of the revolver overlapping with my abilities and the mystical items I have, then I wouldāve bought it back then. The seller is offering it for 9,000 pounds!
āSo, the total price would be 1,500 pounds and the clues to the revolver. How about that?ā
Sounds very suitable. Besides, it fits my combat habitsā¦ Klein didnāt directly agree as he asked in return, ā1,500 pounds?ā
āHaha, I found more than ten pirates yesterday. They were all very kind, contributing all their wallets to me. Otherwise, they would lend me their characteristics and heads. In just one night, I received 1,600 pounds. Seriously, I love this piratesā paradise!ā Anderson said with a beaming smile. āI have to keep 100 pounds for myself for the ship tickets to return to the Fog Sea. So all I can do is pay you 1,500 pounds.ā
Earning 1,600 pounds a night? Not only are there many pirates in Toscarter, but they are either worth a lot or have plenty of money? Klein suddenly had thoughts about staying a few more nights in the port city.
But considering how the easily cashable and locatable targets had mostly been finished off by Anderson, what was left was definitely not easy. He felt depressed again as he coldly asked, āArenāt you afraid of being a target of revenge for doing something like that in a piratesā playground?ā
āWhatās there to worry about? Iām not afraid, even if theyāre subordinates of a pirate admiral. Heh heh, I believe youāre the same. If theyāre men of the Four Kings, thatās not a big problem either. Weāre about to leave, and the propagation of information takes time. By the time they come, Iād have changed ships and identities several times!ā Anderson said without much concern.
Why are you cursing yourself againā¦ Klein silently swept him a look of pity.
āDeal.ā
āHaha, hereās 300 pounds. Youāll have to wait for the remaining 1,200 pounds. Thatās when the bounty rewards and characteristic money arrive. Donāt worry, it will definitely come today. Itās not a lot.ā Anderson took out a thick wallet filled with plenty of soli bills and handed them to Klein.
In consideration of his persona, Klein only did a simple count before stuffing the cash into his wallet and pockets. He said without emotion, āBuy two tickets to Oravi for tomorrow.ā
He didnāt deliberately exhort Anderson to buy them with a different identity, as he believed that the hunter across him was mature and experienced.
If heās lacking in experience and strength, with the way he does things, he wouldāve long been buried in some seaā¦ Klein couldnāt help but lampoon inwardly.
āAlright.ā Anderson pointed at the floor. āBreakfast together? My treat.ā
Klein nodded without refusing him.
Once they arrived downstairs, the two sat at a table near the window. Midway, a waiter brought white porcelain cups and teaspoons over.
Just as they interacted, the waiterās gaze suddenly turned adrift. He picked up the teaspoon and stabbed it at Andersonās throat without any warning.
Although Anderson was surprised, his reaction was in no way slow. He immediately leaned backward and dodged the sudden strike.
Bang!
Not far away, the hotelās boss suddenly shot at Andersonās dodging body.
āW-what am I doingā¦ā After the gunshot, the boss muttered with a look of alarm and blankness.