Faslanka, Minkstrasse 6, 1st floor of an independent house.
Above the distant starry sky, the crimson moon shines peacefully on the "potato capital" Faslanka, which is gradually returning to silence.
Mies read it word by word, and handed the invitation letter written by Behrens, the captain of the Narwhal, to his sister Irene.
"You said that the old man who couldn't fish for a week was actually a powerful captain?"
Erin took the invitation letter and read the contents silently several times.
"That's right Eileen, Captain Behrens has been hiding in Plymouth Harbor before. His purpose is to find a deputy who can help him. This requires outstanding talent and insight, as well as indispensable extraordinary courage. .”
"Of course I'm not boasting. This is what he said about me. He hopes I can be his first mate with a weekly salary ranging from 15 pounds to 35 pounds."
Immediately afterwards, he took out a thick stack of gold pounds from his pocket that smelled strongly of ink. Under the illumination of the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, it exuded a charming luster.
"Eileen, this is the captain's two weeks' salary advance, totaling 50 pounds." Miss put the wad of banknotes into the letter and pushed it to her sister's side.
Eileen took a look, her expression was deeply wrinkled, she pursed her lips and said:
"Mith, I have always supported you in whatever you want to do, but sailing on the sea is very dangerous. Even priests with extraordinary power cannot guarantee safety on the sea."
"Yes, the clergy cannot guarantee it, but Captain Behrens has close cooperation with the Poseidon Church. When we transport goods, we are escorted by the Poseidon Church's unique ghost ship. This is not something that the clergy can match." Mies He responded with a smile.
Seeing that Eileen still wanted to say something else, he quickly added:
"And we are sailing through safe channels. Sister, there are dozens of steam merchant ships plying through each safe channel. During the peak period of the New Year, there will be more than a hundred ships, and there are also official warships of the Kingdom patrolling regularly... .”
"Seeing that Weinerson and Gropius have grown up, you don't want them to be unable to even pay for the engagement when they meet the girl they love in the future, right?"
"The engagement money..." Irene repeated in a low voice, her eyes moved to the thick stack of gold pounds next to her, and she seemed to struggle for a long time before saying:
"Mith, you need to promise me, and your parents in the Crimson Kingdom, that you will not do anything dangerous. Safety is your first priority."
The corners of Mies's mouth suddenly turned up, and he nodded briskly.
"I can guarantee that, and I will come back every quarter. The captain said that there will be a week's vacation, which is paid. Eileen, you are really a great sister."
Mies couldn't help but jump up, held Irene's forehead and kissed it.
“I’m going to save this salary tomorrow.”
"No problem." After saying that, Mies walked to the sofa and sat down in a relaxed mood.
"Excellent persuasion. It's the first time that Irene agreed to your request so quickly." Gropius gave a thumbs up and lowered his voice with a smile.
Miss cleared her throat and replied seriously:
"That's right, I'm famous for being a teacher. I use my brothers as a shield. Irene won't refuse me. And according to her character, she will definitely be able to divination at night. I used a little guidance, and the direction of divination at night will be very good." satisfy."
According to Eileen's past habits, even though she agreed to this matter, Mies could almost directly determine the fortune and misfortune in private.
Although the God of Sleep and Crimson will not respond to an ordinary believer who does not possess any extraordinary power, it is inevitable that the night wind will blow into the window and unnecessary accidents will occur.
Gropius opened another page of the "Great Navigation Atlas" in his hand and said:
"Next time, just use Weinerson as a shield. Don't stress about adding me."
"A younger brother is not enough. Irene has a chance to refute. Only with you can I completely win." Mies said with a smile on his face. He picked up a cup of coffee on the coffee table, took a sip, and couldn't help but admire. .
"Very rich coffee, Gropius. Your skills are getting better and better."
At this moment, Eileen suddenly stood up, walked to the sofa and said:
"Mies, Gropius, this weekend is Sangna's birthday. She wants to invite us to a dinner party. Are you free?"
"I should have no problem. By the way, is it Miss Sangana whose fiancé met with misfortune?" Gropius asked subconsciously.
"Yes, we can enlighten her at the dinner and help her come out of the shadows."
"No problem. My official departure is next Monday, which is the tide time in the Chaotic Sea." Mies put down the coffee, picked up the snacks on the plate, stuffed them in her mouth and tasted them.
"It seems we have to think about what kind of birthday gift to give to Miss Sangana. I heard that gifts are the best way to help people get out of the shadows quickly."
Gropius smiled and said:
"Irene knows Miss Sangana better than we do, and you and I just need to do what a gentleman should do."
"The gift is second, the most important thing is to amuse Sangana and help her come out of the shadows." Irene shook her head and looked at the two unreliable brothers. For a moment, she thought of her youngest brother, who was already far away in St. Horna. Wienerson of Veitch University.
No, no, in some ways, Weinerson is even more unreliable than Mies and Gropius.
...
North Cross District, Elm Road!
Joseph Paxton, wearing a black woolen coat with a stand-up collar and a half-high silk top hat, stood in the shadow of the deep alley, looking at a three-story building in front of him, his gray-blue eyes looking through the oriel window. In the deserted bedroom, one could hear the distant carriage passing by quickly but without any noise.
He took out a silver pocket watch with arabesque patterns from his pocket, clicked it open, glanced at the time, and then turned to look at the roof of a bar on the right. In the yellowish reflected light of the gas lamp, the roof was hidden. There were three burly men.
One of the men had an obviously ferocious scar on his face, and he was holding a long, thick rifle with a complex structure and the beauty of various mechanical gears.
"It's actually Sealed Artifact 3-001, a polluted flame gun. According to legend, the explosive bullets fired can directly injure the soul, and can cause extremely high damage to spiritual creatures such as ghosts and ghosts."
Frank, wearing a black robe and a hood, whispered in shock, turned to look at his captain and said:
"The Sun Crusaders also used level 3 sealed objects?"
"This extraordinary event is extraordinary, coupled with the previous contamination by Eve, so the Four Gods Church joined forces this time to naturally minimize the risk."
"It's strange, apart from the Sun Crusaders, why haven't I seen the remaining official teams of the church?" Elena walked out of the shadows carrying a wooden box and said slightly surprised.
The wooden box in her hand was wrapped with many yellow-brown oil-stained bandages, and it was covered with script runes for exorcism, which looked very strange.
Joseph turned his head and glanced at the wooden box. After making sure that the contents inside were normal, he said in a deep voice:
"In addition to the Crusaders of the Sun lying on the roof of the building, the Crusaders of Light have also arrived. Take a closer look at the gas street lamps nearby. Did you notice anything different?"
"What's different?"
Frank and Elena were stunned for a moment, then looked at the radiant gas street lamps around them, and suddenly discovered that under each street lamp, there was an illusory and blurry shadow hidden. If you don't look carefully, it can be easily ignored.
Such a strong concealment ability, does this already involve secret authority? ...I didn’t expect that the power of the God of Light would become stronger and stronger.
"Where is the Poseidon Law Enforcement Team?" Frank asked doubtfully.
"They're here too."
As Joseph's deep and mellow voice sounded, three people in blue robes got off the carriage not far away and were walking towards here.
The strange thing is that they kept scratching their arms as they walked, adding a bit of comedy to the slightly tense atmosphere.
"Uh...what's wrong with them? Are they catching lice?"
Elena frowned and complained to relieve this weird and absurd feeling.
"That is the negative effect caused by carrying 3-654 Sealed Artifact, Painful Gloves. Within 5 meters, persistent itching symptoms will appear on the arms. Low-sequence wearers will have 3 minutes to use the space ability of the gloves. If it exceeds 3 minutes The itching will remain permanently attached to the arm until death."
As he spoke, Joseph glanced at the people who were scratching their right hands. One of them, a bald man, nodded towards him, indicating that he could start taking action immediately.
With a whirring sound, a sound like a whirlwind blew through the ears. The two teachers on the left and right sides of the bald head quickly ran into the deep alley on the left side of the third floor and hid. The bald head twisted his neck, and the diameter of Walk towards the main entrance.
"They are ready, and we are starting to take action! Kane, Bergrit, you guard two of the intersections of the Elm Road. Elena will start testing now."
"Yes, Captain!" Two men and one woman replied in unison.
At the same time, two blurry black figures quickly disappeared from the shadows. Elena, who was wearing a palace dress and had long sea-blue hair, opened the wooden box in her hand, stained with oil stains. Under the rune wrapper, a fist-sized, squirming black skull pendant was taken out.
"Sealed Artifact 3-421, a blood-stained pendant, is made from the skull of a premature baby. It has semi-living properties at the cost of dripping the user's blood. Within three hours after use, the user needs to drink 500 ml of dairy products. Exorcism.”
Elena frowned slightly. She rolled up the ruffled cuff of her right hand, put her wrist into the silver chain of the baby's skull pendant, and added a drop of her own blood.
As soon as the black skull pendant touched fresh blood, countless meridians surged. The skull was instantly filled with flesh, hair, and skin, and the cries of countless babies could even be vaguely heard.
Elena held the silver chain and let the baby's head fall naturally. After it stabilized, she half-closed her eyes, entered a meditative state, and said quietly:
"There are other dangers lurking in the room."
"There are other dangers lurking in the room."
...
After seven times, she opened her eyes and saw the baby head pendant spinning slowly in a circle, moving clockwise, and even its expression turned into a creepy smiley face.
Then it turned faster and faster, and finally a baby's voice came from it.
"Disaster, disaster, disaster..."
"There is Captain Disaster." Elena suddenly stopped the silver chain and said truthfully.
——Clockwise is the affirmation of silently reciting the words, and counterclockwise is the negative.
And if it swings clockwise and adds a warning, it will indicate 100% danger, and the danger is great.
For other divination priests who can peer into secrets, except for high-sequence powerful ones who can predict the cause and result of an event in detail, most low-sequence priests can only make general predictions and cannot obtain further dangerous information.
And the answers are sometimes interfered by other factors. There is an unwritten consciousness in the current church circles that when it comes to pollution incidents, the initiators have certain anti-divination and anti-prophecy powers.
