Olawi is in the northeast of the Rosde Islands, and the straight line is not far away. It is just a curved path, which increases by hundreds of nautical miles in vain.

It was originally a primitive island with many extraordinary creatures and was not inhabited by humans. After the hunting era ended, the Kingdom of Ruon regarded it as a place for exile for some prisoners, which gradually allowed Olavi Island to have villages and towns.

When the islands further east were discovered and colonized one by one, they relied on the convenience of the waterway and the abundant natural resources here attracted many new immigrants and had relatively prosperous port cities.

The light of the lighthouse is so obvious and warm in the dim environment, guiding the passenger ship into the port and parked at the pier.

"It's finally here, thanks to Hongyue and fate for their favor." Fat pharmacist Duckwell jumped off the last gangway and stepped on the solid concrete floor.

Seriously speaking, besides fate, you have to thank the "fool" and "sea god" for their favor... Klein held the leather suitcase in one hand and lit the civilization stick in his palm.

Darkwell put a ring box in the "Die of Probability" and asked the bell ringer Kano without any delay. He hired a taxi carriage and headed straight to the Church of San Draco, and entered the magnificent bell tower that boldly adopts red, blue and yellow.

In the bell tower, Kano has a small room of his own.

Dong, Dong, Dong, Darkwell knocked on the door three times in a row, and couldn't wait to hand over the items in his hand.

With a creak, the brown wooden door opened, and a tall but slightly hunched man walked out of the room.

He looks about forty years old, and his facial features are alone, without any problems, but they are combined together, but they are full of dissonance.

Klein just glanced and found that his eyes were one high and one low, his nostrils were one large and one small, and his left muscles were slightly loose, causing the corners of his mouth to sag a little, while the right side was exactly the opposite.

Kano's legs were obviously long and short, his arms were thick and thin, and his whole body was extremely asymmetrical and extremely ugly.

"Who are you?" Kano, wearing a black robe, glanced at the two of them.

"Are you a bell ringer Kano?" Fat pharmacist Duckwell asked cautiously.

Kano smiled lowly while his lips were high:

"There shouldn't be a second person as ugly as me."

"Yes." Duckwell nodded very honestly and then laughed, "You can see that you have a good mentality. Actually, for men, appearance is not important, and that is the key."

Tsk, you have never seen ladies and ladies who have truly controlled their faces... Klein, who has experienced the era of traffic stars, sneered at him.

Kano's expression was gloomy and said:

"I don't want to discuss this."

"You have problems with that? It doesn't matter. I have all kinds of potions, and there is definitely a problem that can cure you..." Before Duckwell finished speaking, he was afraid that he would be beaten to death on the spot and took a step forward, blocking half of his body.

Klein said quietly:

"He is a student of Roy King."

"I've guessed that Roy King has described his characteristics." Kano made way and asked the two to enter.

His room was very small, with only a bed and a cabinet that could make a dining table, and the bathroom was on the ground floor of the bell tower.

Duckwell took out the ring box, handed it to Kano, and smiled and said:

"My teacher asked me to transfer the items to you."

Kano opened it and looked at it. Seeing that the dice was facing upward at 4 o'clock, he was obviously relieved and said to Duckwell:

"You are not as unreliable as your teacher said, and you can see that you have not tried to use it, which will awaken it and let it know that it is no longer sealed."

"..." The fat pharmacist blushed and said honestly, "It's just quieter now, and it will turn itself on one or two hours. You'd better find a way to reseal it."

Kano's face twitched:

"again?"

"This, this, I accidentally dropped it on the ground, and then it was alive little by little..." Duckwell could have wanted to glance at the owl Harry, but found that the other party did not follow in and stopped outside the bell tower to guard.

Kano's eyes were obviously wide open, and his hunched body almost straightened:

"How did you get here?"

In his opinion, Roy King, a student, should have been killed by dice.

Duckwell hurriedly pointed at German Sparo and said:

"Thanks to this gentleman, he is a powerful adventurer, providing the most effective way to protect and briefly seal the dice."

"What method?" Kano blurted out.

Klein smiled and said:

"Trade Secret."

Kano's face changed a few times, pressed his hands on his chest, and bowed:

“On behalf of our organization, I thank you for your help.”

Duckwell said:

"His employment price is 1,000 pounds plus a requirement, which is that we will help him find a magical item with strong aggressiveness and not serious negative effects, and he will buy it at a reasonable price.

"Well, I only have a little over 300 pounds, so I only paid so much in advance. The rest is up to you..."

After listening in silence, Kano's mouth moved:

"I only have more than 100 pounds..."

Suddenly, no one spoke in the bell ringer's room. The wind outside blew in through the gap and passed through the faces of the three people.

Finally, Kano spoke again:

"Maybe MP Rejord has it, I'll take you to see him."

It seems that we trust us very much. After all, a destiny member cannot compare with the "Dice of Probability". If we really have problems, we will not come with the dice, so as not to have any accidents and be taken back by the uniqueness... Klein looked at the bell ringer Kano and lifted a lantern from the corner of the room.

At this time, he quietly turned on his spiritual vision and briefly examined the other party.

At this time, Klein almost raised his eyebrows because Kano's aura was quite unique.

His emotional color is fine, it is normal, but it represents the etheric body of the body but it does not seem natural enough. The green heart, purple head, yellow digestive system and other colors have a patchwork of together, which is not very harmonious.

Similarly, Kano's spirit gives people a similar feeling.

The inner stitching monster? Klein made a rough judgment based on his own experience and knowledge.

Kano made the lantern and looked back at German Sparo, the adventurer, and said without any expression:

“I’m very sensitive to spiritual vision.

"I think you have also discovered some problems. I am not a naturally born person. I am a product refined by the human body of the Goddess of Earth. It is relatively failed, so I don't have that ability at all."

His last words were said to Duckwell.

Kano didn't speak anymore, holding a horse lantern, wearing a black robe, hunched over with his tall body, and with the help of the dim light, he went down one step in the dark and quiet bell tower.

The product of the human body of the Mother Earth Church? But the Church of St. Draco belongs to the Church of Storm... Because of its relative failure and no attention, Kano traitors came out of the Church of Storm and became a member of the School of Life? This is understandable. Both the Church of Storm and the School of Life have mastered the "pharmacist" approach, and there must be a certain intersection... But why did the School of Life send this seemingly unsimple guy to the Church of Storm as a bell ringer? Is it a normal identity concealed, or does the two have some connection? Klein followed Kano calmly on the surface, walked out of the bell tower step by step, and walked around a nearby stone bridge.

As soon as he approached the bridge hole on the left, Klein suddenly felt something and looked upwards and looked upwards.

The owl Harry flew over and landed on a branch.

Snap!

The branch suddenly broke and Harry fell straight down. He finally flew up again without falling to the ground.

Darkwell was about to speak, but Kano explained quietly:

"Mr. Rejord was injured and his strength was somewhat uncontrollable. As long as he entered a certain range, he would be infected with bad luck."

Kano stopped and threw the ring box containing dice at the bridge hole:

"Mr. Councillor, Roy King's students have sent the dice."

"Very good." A hoarse voice came from the depths of the dark bridge hole.

A palm with some silver scales grew out of the darkness and pressed the ring box that fell on the soil.

Then he opened the ring box and took out the milky white dice inside.

His other hand, which also had silver scales, poked out, holding a paper-like leather object in his palm.

The item is like a water pipe, but it is connected to the end, and appears grayish-white under the crimson moonlight, with complex symbols and logos on the surface, as well as many Guchmisvenes pointing to the "mercury snake" Will Ansetin.

"Mr. Destiny" Rejord pulled out the item, stuffed the "Die of Probability" into it, and then let the head and tail be connected again.

Seal the "Dice of Probability" with a small repetition of fate, so that it is always sleepy or quiet? Sure enough, "Mercury Snake" Will Ansitting foresaw something similar and made some preparations... Klein was relieved to withdraw his gaze and heard Rejord say in a mute manner:

"I already know your agreement, Mr. German Sparo.

"I will find magical items for you when I recover.

"That 700 pounds... I will immediately add you luck. If you go to several casinos in Olawi, you will be charged corresponding compensation. Remember, don't win more than 200 pounds per casino, and the total is not more than 700 pounds."

In other words, you don’t have money either... It’s normal to see if you are injured and hide without money... Klein nodded slightly:

"good."

He waited for more than ten seconds without any feeling, but "Mr. Destiny" Rejode breathed a sigh of relief:

"You have become lucky enough."

Is that right? Klein chose to trust the other party and did not disturb Duckwell's report to his elders about the teacher's detention. According to the introduction of the bell ringer Kano, he found a casino nearby and sat at the blackjack table.

More than ten minutes later, he walked out of the casino with a confused and dull look on his face.

Not only did he not win money, he also lost a full 30 pounds!

What about luck? Why should I believe him? The old man was very bad... Klein returned to the stone bridge without hesitation and approached the bridge hole.

"So fast? You're so lucky." Rejord in the dark bridge cave smiled half-coughed.

At this time, Duckwell and Harry the Owl had already found a hotel nearby to stay.

Klein responded expressionlessly:

"Lost."

"Lost..." Rejord chewed the word, unable to speak for a long time.

In the dark and silent environment, an ordinary owl flew over uneasily.
Chapter completed!