When Emlin was not afraid when he heard Leonard Mitchell's invitation, he entered the house calmly with a silk hat and a smile on his face.

He did not take off his coat because the "Potion Professor" always carried a lot of auxiliary items on his body, which was not so beautiful after losing the cover.

Emlin sat down in a straight tuxedo, leaning his back against the support behind him, and spoke leisurely:

“Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome.

“If you have it, just quote the price. If you don’t, just be honest.

"Of course, I'm pretty sure you have it."

He chuckled, and his bright red eyes reflected Leonard Mitchell's figure of neat clothes.

This kind of scene where I know what secrets you have, and you have no idea about me, makes Emlin feel relaxed physically and mentally and extremely superior.

Leonard combed his black hair with his fingers, sat casually on the chair opposite, and smiled without any panic or confusion and said:

"At least I have to know who wants it."

"Maybe it's me, maybe it's my friend." Emlin raised his chin lightly and smiled gracefully.

Leonard narrowed his eyes and turned his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Finally, he laughed:

"Well, since you've come with this badge, I'll answer you honestly.

“I do have a magical item that can steal other people’s extraordinary abilities, but there is only one.

"If you want to buy it, 7,000 pounds, no bargaining."

7,000 pounds? Similar magical items are so expensive? Although you don’t have to pay for it yourself, Emlin was still shocked and almost couldn’t maintain the demeanor of the blood clan.

He had automatically converted the money into how many dolls and how many sets of doll dresses in his mind.

After two seconds of silence, Emlin smiled and said:

"I'll think about it and I'll give you a reply in the past two days."

"Yes." Leonard Mitchell curled the corners of his mouth.

After leaving the house at 7 Pinster Street, Emlin, as if nothing had happened, hired a taxi to go to the steam subway station in the North District and returned all the way to the South District of the Bridge.

Taking off his hat and looking back at the carriage driving through the pedestrian street, Emlin chuckled and walked into the Harvest Church.

In the middle of a street tree and an iron-black gas street lamp pole, an insignificant shadow suddenly floated, and Leonard Mitchell, with black hair and green eyes, appeared.

He appeared silently and did not attract the attention of any passers-by.

"People from the church of Mother Earth?" Emlin frowned slightly and said as if he was talking to himself.

He paused for two seconds and left Rose Street where the Harvest Church was located.

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"7,000 pounds? Why didn't he rob it?" Klein, who heard the "moon" Emlin's return, almost blurted out and made a sound.

He once said similar words as German Sparrow, but his mood in the two scenes was completely different.

According to the third deputy of the "Golden Dream" and the "Bow Tie" Yoderson's bounty, Klein speculated that the price of similar magical items was around 5,000 pounds, and even the premium was at most 6,000 pounds. Who knew that Leonard Mitchell directly bought 7,000 pounds!

Could it be that the items left over from a higher sequence, stealing other people's extraordinary abilities is just one of the effects? No, if that's the case, the price will start at 10,000 pounds... Classmate of the poet, why didn't I know you were a profiteer before? You obviously acted very freely and didn't care much about money... Klein couldn't help but sigh a few words.

Since there are clues and seeing the dawn and it can be solved with money, Klein does not want to seek other channels to avoid accidents.

He quickly calculated his net worth and found that this was the affordable price:

"Including the pharmacist's advance commission fee of 300 pounds, the 'striker'' bounty of 5,400 pounds and the money found on the corpse, deducting the 200 pounds paid to Miss Magician, I now have a total of 12,767 pounds of banknotes and 5 gold coins, which is not counting the change of 3 Suller's 8pcs.

"In addition, Miss Justice will pay £2,000 and £1,800 before the end of this week. I am much richer than I think. Even in Beckland, I can be called a rich man."

Klein took a breath, stopped hesitating, and let the banknotes fly over from the top of the pile of debris and land on the table.

He counted out 7,500 pounds of cash carefully and put them aside 7,000 pounds of magic items and 500 pounds of Emlin "risk" fees.

Alas, after working hard for more than ten thousand, most of it was lost in an instant... Klein realized the "world", asked him to make a prayer move, told Emlin that there was no problem, and held a ceremony in a quarter of an hour to accept the transit gift from Mr. Fool.

In addition, Klein also asked the "World" to instruct Emlin to "Moon" not to rush to complete the transaction after getting the cash, and must wait until tomorrow. He is afraid that the Soloyasde family angels in Leonard Mitchell's body notice the smell of gray fog on the banknotes and want to have a "dissipate the smell", just like when giving Emlin the badge.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Klein glanced at the remaining pounds whose thickness was reduced by more than half, sighed and returned to the real world.

At this time, it was 10:40 on Friday, and there were about 8 hours before the passenger ship arrived at Olavi Island.

It's time to intimidate the "Dice of Probability" again... Klein whispered and held a ceremony, bringing out an iron cigarette box containing the "Eye of All Black".

He could guess that the fat pharmacist Duckwell had any doubts about this, so he deliberately brought the dice to the bathroom for treatment.

Seeing the "Dice of Probability" quieted down again, Klein quickly processed the "Eye of All Black" and the iron cigarette box, breathed a long sigh, and calculated the time silently:

"It should be able to hold on until it's handed over to Duckwell's connector, and there is no need to do anything else."

Thinking of this, Klein thought about another question with concern:

"The 'Eye of All Black' appeared before the 'Real Creator', and His spiritual pollution was also present. If you take it out once every few hours, you might be locked by Him and send the strong to search.

"However, it's only one or two minutes each time, and the problem shouldn't be big. Even if they notice it, their sense of position will not be too accurate. Alas, it involves the 'real creator' and cannot be determined by divination. It can only be more vigilant. Fortunately, this is the last time recently, and it only takes seven or eight hours to reach the destination... Why do I have to set myself flags? Bah bah bah bah, I didn't think about anything just now."

Klein picked up the "Dice of Probability" and returned to the living room. He saw the fat pharmacist slumped in the easy chair in a listless spirit, while the owl Harry was energetic and seemed to need no rest.

This is the different special things that different creatures get after taking the same potion? At least Miss "Justice" has never said that she doesn't need to sleep... The uniqueness of the physiological structure of the owl? Alas, I don't know enough about it. As expected, it is a keyboard strongman who knows everything and only knows a little bit... Klein sat on the sofa, put the milky white dice in the ring box, and waited patiently for the evening to come and the ship entered the port.

Time passed minute by minute, and the bright sun at high altitude gradually moved westward and became lower and lower.

At this moment, Klein, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly straightened his body and felt a strong danger coming!

This transcends the spiritual intuition of the "Divider" and the dangerous premonition of the "Clown", as if it originates from the invisible gray fog with strange ripples around him.

"There are enemies! The 'tail swallower' Uloris or the saint of the 'aurus'?" Klein opened his eyes and thought about the countermeasures with an unusually serious expression.

At this time, if there is any mistake, he has to consider the resurrection from the dead.

As for fat pharmacist Duckwell and Owl Harry, it is absolutely impossible to be spared!

At first, he hoped that the visitor could only vaguely sense and could only determine a large range, and could not find himself or the "die of probability". However, considering that this is a ship, there is a sea without people nearby, the goal seems not to be difficult to lock in. At that time, the trouble will be greater, so he had to give up decisively.

Above the passenger ship, the void suddenly tore, and an invisible door filled with various complex symbols appeared.

Two slightly pale hands stretched out from the crack in the door and pulled back suddenly, allowing the whole body to come out.

He wore the old man's favorite black hat and classic dark robe, but he looked less than forty years, and his brown hair was slightly curled, giving people an extremely hard feeling.

There seemed to be countless phantoms wandering in his dark eyes, and it seemed that there was a world of chaos after another.

Klein's sense of danger became stronger and stronger. Just the change in expression made Duckwell and Harry the Owl dare not move.

He no longer hesitated, and based on the plans he made for similar situations in the past few days, leaned forward and picked up the "probability dice".

"I want 1 o'clock to judge the behavior of the malicious person who has just arrived!" Klein whispered in a deep voice, threw out the milky white dice, and subconsciously prayed to the goddess in his heart, hoping that the dice that had just been threatened not long ago could be obedient and work.

At the same time, he was extremely calm so that the dice would sense his own tightness and take the opportunity to make trouble.

In the sound of the collision, the "Dice of Probability" rolled a few times, frozen at 1 point that was as red as blood.

Above the passenger ship, the entire ship was reflected in the eyes of the man in black robe who was less than forty.

He spread his spirituality, glanced around, reached out to grab the void ahead, and suddenly opened a nearly invisible door.

The strong man stepped inside and disappeared from the spot.

Klein in the first class cabin suddenly felt that the danger had gone away and quietly breathed a sigh of relief with difficulty.

He stared at the "Dice of Probability" on the coffee table, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"If this dice doesn't have such a big negative effect, it can be fully utilized, and it is simply a magical tool!

"It is worthy of being a seal of '0' level, and it is worthy of being the uniqueness of the 'monster' path..."

"What happened just now?" Fat pharmacist Duckwell asked carefully.

Klein kept his posture unchanged and responded calmly:

"You don't need to know."

"I understand, I understand, the more you know, the more dangerous you know." Duckwell wiped the cold sweat from his head.

In the next few hours, no accident happened again. When the sun fell into the sea level and the sky was completely dark, Klein finally saw a towering lighthouse appearing not far away.
Chapter completed!