Little Jamil looked at "Artisan" Sharf in confusion. Although he did not specifically disclose that he was looking for the "Ghost Empire", the legacy of the Trunsoest Empire in the Fourth Age, he told Sharf something. He just said
It is a treasure that dates back thousands of years, and is most likely the tomb of a noble from the Trunsoest Empire.
For Sharf, who used to be an "archaeologist", this should be a great temptation. What's more, these days, he has a little understanding of his character Jamil. As long as it is safe, he will definitely go together.
But he refused so directly.
"Sure, I don't have that much time." There was no hesitation on Sharf's tanned face. He shook a dusty money bag in front of Jamil, "I see, for a 'craftsman'
For me, researching magical items is the most important thing."
He felt like his heart was bleeding when he said this. He was not interested in the wealth buried in the treasure. For a Sequence 6 Beyonder, it was too easy to make money, not to mention he was a "craftsman"
". But he cannot ignore the precious knowledge and extraordinary items that may be contained in the treasure, but these are not that important compared to his own freedom.
Jamil's mother, Dorothy Lovelace, is about to come here. The danger of staying with Jamil for one more day will increase a lot, let alone going treasure hunting with him. If he encounters danger, Ms. Dorothy will teleport directly to Jean.
By his side, Sharf could declare that his freedom was over.
In addition, Jeffrey (Rolls) allowed himself to study his space money bag, and Sharf had an even better excuse to stay and study how to make a space pocket. Even for safety reasons, he planned to leave after Jamil and the others.
Then he went to the secret base, where there were many ritual magic protections, so he didn't have to worry about the countess finding him.
"Since Sharf is unwilling, let's set off!" Rawls glanced at Sharf who was nodding, and waved his hand nonchalantly.
Sharf forced a smile on his face and handed over Rawls' space wallet and a wad of banknotes. This was the money he spent to buy the "Interrogator" trait and the "Psychic Tutor" trait. The former was not yet available.
Production, although the latter has been successfully produced, Rawls is not satisfied.
Jamil was a little downcast. He still wanted a companion who could communicate with him normally to explore the "Ghost Empire" together.
Rawls didn't know that in Jamil's mind he had become a guy who couldn't communicate with him normally, so he took him away from Sharf's home and headed to Bayam Port. He confirmed that the stone golem Romit had been hiding underground.
After following, Jamil was put on a passenger ship bound for Tuscat Island.
Last night, he had made an agreement with Jamil. Jamil would arrive at Tuscat Island first, and Rawls would follow immediately after settling some personal matters, and would gather at the port of Tuscat Island four days later.
So there was an agreement that Alicia would return to Bayam in three days, and with the help of her magical item "Free Traveler", she could reach Tuscat Island in a short time.
After seeing off Jamil, Rawls immediately returned to Sharf's house. He frowned slightly when he saw that the lights had not been extinguished. He took out a silver whistle, blew it gently, and saw his messenger Alaisi.
O. Tamara slowly emerged from the air, wearing a black robe and a hood, with only one pair of hands exposed.
"Charf didn't leave, did he?"
Alessio didn't speak, and he couldn't speak either. He just nodded.
The expression on Rawls's face became more solemn, and the ruby ring on his right index finger cast a thick shadow. His figure flashed into the darkness, and his brown hole stared closely at Sharf's house.
He's waiting for Sharf to leave!
After Jamil summoned the messenger of his mother Dorothy Lovelace, Sharf became a little weird. He stopped bickering with little Jamil and showed a mixture of fear and respect for him. This is also normal.
, after all, not everyone has a demigod mother behind them.
But Sharf's performance was really too much, and Rawls, who knew his true identity, felt that there was something wrong with it, so he not only mentioned Emperor Russell in front of Jamil many times to observe Sharf's performance, but every time
He was extremely nervous, but this nervousness seemed to be not only worried about his identity being exposed, but also worried about other things.
After Rawls tried many times, he found that Sharf seemed to be more afraid of Dorothy Lovelace, Jamil's mother, and the information provided by Old John also vaguely proved his guess, so he sent him away.
Jamil later returned here again.
He judged that if the countess knew the news about Sharf from Jamil, Sharf would probably bring her back to Ma Xi and the Church of Knowledge, and Sharf would definitely choose to leave Bayam temporarily. But he
What he is facing is not as simple as a demigod, but a "prophet".
The lights at Sharf's house in the distance suddenly went out, and Rawls' eyes lit up as he was hiding in the shadows. The door was quietly opened, and a familiar figure walked out. He was carrying two huge suitcases.
Carrying a big bag on his back, he quickly turned into a nearby alley.
Rawls waved his hand gently, and the messenger Alexio beside him disappeared into the air. He did not have time to follow Sharf, so it was better for the messenger to do it. After waiting for another ten minutes, he made sure that Sharf was not there.
After playing the trick of a golden cicada escaping its shell and making noises in the east and attacking in the west, his figure disappeared into the darkness again.
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"No wonder it took me so long to leave. It turned out that I was processing clues."
Rawls crossed his arms across his chest, looked at the room with few of Sharf's personal belongings, felt the residual spiritual power of the ritual magic in the room, and slowly shook his head.
He walked to the wine rack in a few steps and took down a bottle of Sunia blood wine. The wine rack immediately slid to one side silently, revealing a secret room.
He took out a candle from the dining table, lit it with spiritual friction, and then threw it into the secret room. The swaying candlelight flashed away, and he could barely see the pattern inside clearly.
After confirming that there was no danger, Rawls walked carefully towards the secret room. Although the secret room was not big, a museum shelf and a workbench were also placed, but the things on them were almost emptied, leaving only some common items.
Material.
“Very well prepared!”
Nothing unusual was found, nor was there anything that Sharf missed, and Rawls was not disappointed. Sharf was followed by the messenger Alexio, so it would not be that easy to escape.
Forsi was arranging her messy brown hair and yawning as she walked down the stairs. After November, the weather became colder, which made her lie in bed longer and longer. She rubbed her sleepy eyes casually.
With sleepy eyes, he saw a person sitting on the sofa in a crystal clear lake, and asked in surprise:
"Hugh, why are you here? Didn't you join that secret group?"
"Don't mention it." Xio was half lying on the sofa, half leaning on the sofa, and waved his hands feebly, "That team was disbanded, and I was transferred back to the 'Pre-trial and Torture Team'."
"Disbanded?"
Forsi couldn't believe it, but at the same time he was relieved. After all, Xio's team was investigating the secret organization "Tarot Society" that she joined, and the target of the investigation was the rogue "Black Emperor" who was a member of MI9.
Senior members.
This made her worry that Xiu would suffer misfortune because of his involvement with the gods, and she was also worried that Xiu would be secretly executed by the "Emperor" after investigating something. Although she didn't think the latter would happen, it was really impossible for Xiu's brain to investigate.
Something, especially when the murderer is an internal member of MI9.
"Well, it's disbanded. I was in contact with the kidnapped girls an hour ago, and I was notified that the investigation would be ended immediately and the group would be disbanded. I really don't know what those people were thinking?"
Forsi walked to the coffee table, blinked his eyes, and said in a teasing tone:
"Perhaps the investigation was stopped urgently just because they were found."
Xio's eyes lit up, but then dimmed:
"So what? All members of the investigation team have returned to the original team. How long will it take for me to find out by myself?"
"...Actually, if you think about it, this is a good thing." Forsi regretted saying that. He was afraid that Xio would investigate alone, so he quickly made up for it, "The Rogue Black Emperor killed Kapin. You are not investigating him.
Help Kapin?"
He sat up straight and slapped his forehead. He was a little annoyed that he had only just reacted. Just when he was about to say thanks, he found that Forsi had already froze on the spot and looked behind her blankly. She had not made any evasive action yet.
Hearing "Alicia", he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.
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“Happy transaction.”
"Happy transaction, I hope there will be another time." Ozer is worthy of the nickname "Hercules". Although he is over sixty and has sparse white hair, his voice is still strong and powerful, and his voice echoes throughout the warehouse.
.
Rolls, who was wearing a black robe and a hood, was carrying a small suitcase. His voice under the mask was hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been damaged:
"As long as you can get rid of these quickly, I don't mind continuing to do business with you. After all, the goods you can buy are still too few."
"No problem, these goods have been ordered and will leave Bayam tonight."
Ozil's light brown hole immediately rippled when he saw that it was no longer turbid, narrowing into a gap, and the wrinkles on his face piled up into a bright smile. He originally thought that was all, but he did not expect that there would be a follow-up.
"Hopefully, if there are no problems later, I will come to you again."
Ozil's narrowed eyes immediately widened. He quickly scanned the warehouse, but the man in black robes holding more than six thousand pounds of goods had disappeared, leaving only the bartender by his side.
"Did you see how he disappeared?"
The bartender was not an extraordinary person. Although he knew that extraordinary people had powerful abilities, he still felt like he had seen a ghost, and his voice trembled:
"No...no."
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Holding an old-fashioned firegun in his left hand, Old John, who was also wearing a black robe and a hood, held a monocular telescope in his right hand. Through the mirror, he could clearly see the group of dock workers who were carrying goods in the distance, as well as those who had done simple things.
A few guys pretending to be urging the workers to hurry up.
His chapped lips moved slightly, and he didn't know what he was saying. The fold-like wrinkles and age spots twitched faintly with his muscles, making him look a bit ferocious on this night without a red moon.
After a few more minutes, Old John put down the telescope in his hand and threw it to Rawls aside. Then he blew on his old waist hard and walked slowly towards the shadows with the old-fashioned fire gun.
.
Rawls took the telescope, looked at Old John who was walking slowly and shook his head slightly, then looked back at the group of people at the dock, and then followed him into the shadows.
"You'd better inform Mr. Mustang, you can't deal with these people."
As an old crew member of the "Black Emperor", Old John does not need to be in too much awe of the "Viscount of Fear", and at the age of seventy-four, he is no longer afraid of death.
"Which big pirate is it?"
Rawls frowned. He didn't think those people were the crew members of any pirate general. According to Old John, in addition to strength, there would almost always be a force behind becoming a pirate general, otherwise he would definitely be fighting against those who wanted to.
The big pirates vying for the position of generals fought again and again, and the ships were destroyed and people died. Only the big pirates with the support of the forces behind them can be supplemented and become pirate generals.
In addition to personnel, this kind of support also includes artillery, guns, ammunition and even extraordinary items. Of course, in order to obtain this kind of support, the property obtained must also be handed over to some of the forces behind it.
"No, they are the people of 'Vice Admiral Dusk'. The tallest one is the first boatswain of 'Twilight', the 'Dawn Knight' Andreevich of Sequence 6, whose nickname is 'One-Eyed Knight'. He
One of his eyes was taken away by the dead 'Hurricane Admiral'."
Old John held an old-fashioned firecracker in one hand and a bottle of Longzi in the other, poured it into his stomach, and burped loudly, "I don't know what these Fusac people think, even if such a tall guy pretends to be
So what, you can’t see it at a glance.”
"Why do the people of 'Lieutenant General Twilight' come here to buy weapons? Shouldn't they be supported by a certain force in Fusac?"
Rawls knew more or less about the seven pirate generals from Old John, and Old John also had some guesses about the forces behind them. But as long as he knew about the crew of the "Twilight", he could definitely guess that behind them was Fossa.
It is possible that it could be a certain force of the Kremlin, the nobility, the military, or the church, but the Church of God of War is the most likely.
After all, it was a ship of Fusac people, and most of them were of the "Warrior" path. "Vice Admiral Dusk" Bulatov Yinwan was the "Guardian" of Sequence 5.
"I'm not very sure. Normally, Vice Admiral Dusk's activity area is in the northern part of the Sunia Sea, that is, the southern part of Sunia Island. The furthest south is the Sea of Beluga. It rarely happens there.
Enter the Central Sunian Sea. After all, Pasu Island, the headquarters of the Church of Storms, is on the edge of the Central Sunian Sea, and they will sink all pirate ships without mercy."
"Sea of White Whale?" Rawls captured a familiar place name very keenly.