Looking at the stabbing sword placed on the table by the messenger, Abner frowned, and suddenly had all kinds of guesses in his heart.

However, he saw that no letter from Jane was sent except for the stabbing sword, so he moved in his heart and took out the temporarily sealed box last night and took out the "mirror" used for "live broadcast".

Sure enough, he had just lifted the spiritual blockade above, and he heard a slightly ethereal voice coming over:

"Ebner, this is Ludwell's saber. It's a magical item... I'll give it to you as a gift.

"In addition, please hand the'mirror' directly to the messenger."

Abner looked up at the tall messenger who was nearly four meters tall and whose head had extended beyond the roof, Yiyan held up the mirror high.

When the Bone Messenger saw this, he squatted down and took the mirror into his palm.

Abner froze for a moment, raised his head, looked at the opponent's eye sockets burning with pitch black flames, and nodded gently, which was regarded as a compliment.

Does it feel like this when Hugh sees others? Abner poked the ground secretly, and watched the messenger disappear before his eyes.

At this time, he picked up the stabbing sword and opened the "Pure White Eye" at the same time to analyze it.

"Sure enough, it is not a magical item that directly corresponds to which path or sequence, but the product of irregular aggregation of similar characteristics...

"It has only one extraordinary ability, and that is to bring absolute destruction to the thorn.

"The result of the analysis is basically the same as the description of Ludwell's rapier in the original book. It should be certain that this is his sword...

"In that case, Jane was so anxious to shut down the'live broadcast' last night, so she was chasing Ludwell?

"Even the saber was captured, and Ludwell is afraid that it would be too bad...So that the ring left by the **** of death was probably either obtained by Jane, or it fell into the hands of Admiral Star...

"In fact, if the plan to intercept the'Admiral of Hell' is presided over by the'Admiral of the Stars', it's better to say...

"If it was really done by Jane independently... Then she might have gained more than imagined in her ancestors' mausoleum..."

After thinking about it for a while, Abner laughed at himself, because even if there was something wrong with the mausoleum, Jane also had "Admiral of the Stars" or even "Queen Mystic" to take care of him. I can't get in...

I still have to improve my strength as soon as possible... The world will only become more and more dangerous in the future, and Sequence 7 is really not enough to see.

After sighing for a while, Abner put the rapier in his collection room and thought to himself:

Ludwell’s weapon, I remember being called the "Harris Spear", originated from an ancient prince in the Southern Continent... However, it will be called the "Brain Spear" from today on.

Afterwards, Abner ate breakfast in a hurry and was about to buy related items for the ceremony in the "Sun" field.

Yesterday, he promised to do another exorcism ceremony for Xio, so naturally he would do what he said.

But when he left the door and came to the intersection of the street, he just wanted to board the stagecoach, but suddenly he heard the voice of the newsboy:

"Extra! Extra! The'Black Tulip' was sunk by a new ironclad ship, and a new era of maritime has arrived!"

"Extra! Extra! The'Black Tulip' was sunk by a new ironclad ship, and a new era of maritime has arrived!"

After a moment of stunned, Abner hurriedly took out a 2p coin and bought a copy of the "Daily Observer". Many passengers who wanted to ride also made the same choice.

Unfolding the newspaper, Abner immediately saw the headlines:

"The'Black Tulip' was sunk by heavy shelling by the ironclad ship'Pritz', and'Admiral of Hell' Ludwell jumped into the sea to escape."

…

At the same time, the Narcissus Street in Tingen City.

"Extra! Extraordinary! The doomsday of the pirate general is coming, and the ironclad warship makes a contribution in the first battle!"

Klein was stretching out his hand to cover his mouth, yawning, but he suddenly lifted his spirits when he heard the cries of the newsboy.

He didn't sleep well all night because he kept thinking about the outcome of the naval battle. Although this has nothing to do with him, the feeling that the "story" has progressed to a climax and stopped abruptly is really unacceptable. If he hadn't remembered to keep Mr. Fool's mystery, he would frequently touch the "tower" spiritually. The crimson stars urged him to come to the "Holy Light" again to strengthen the passage.

After spending money to buy a copy of Tingen Morning News, Klein quickly scanned it.

The content of the news is not much, that is, the time, place, people and results are clearly explained. It is said that the shorter the content, the bigger the matter.

"Ludwell finally ran away? With the battle like last night, the demigod personally participated in the round-up. I thought it would be difficult for the'Admiral of Hell' to escape... Is it true that he is a pirate general? !

"However, it happened in the early hours of last night off Pritz Harbor, and a newspaper in Tingen City disclosed this morning that the speed of information exchange in this world is not too slow. These are all the outstanding contributions of Emperor Roselle. Thank him. The telegraph was invented. If there is no such convenient way of transmitting information, even if there is a steam train, it will take at least two or three days before Tingen can receive it..."

Just thinking of this, Klein was stunned, his brows gradually frowned.

He found out that he had made a common sense error in the results of Triss's fortune-telling before watching the "live broadcast" last night!

Common sense mistakes that only the earth can make!

During the divination above the gray fog last night, Klein saw Triss going away on the steam train, so he subconsciously judged that this was what was happening.

However, no one in this world has invented electric lights or invented similar devices. There will be almost no passenger steam trains running after dark, and this Klein's instinct, who is used to seeing green trains at night, is ignored!

In other words, that was not what happened last night!

That is the picture of the future he foresaw!

Thinking of this, Klein didn't care about saving money and squeezing public transportation, directly called a rental carriage and quickly boarded it.

…

At the Backlund train station, Daly, wearing a hooded black robe, blue eyeshadow and blush, stood on the platform with her little friend, Bancheri, who was watching the watch frequently while watching. Entrance to the station.

"Cherry, don't worry, there is still a while before the train... and even if he doesn't come, we can go to Tingen and wait for him." Ms. Dai Li smiled on her beautiful face, comforting Cherie Tao.

"The deacon of the Storm Church is really not a gentleman. He even asked the lady to wait for him." Cherie was a little dissatisfied.

"According to the ‘hero detective’, it’s not weird to be late for the Storm Church..." Dai Li said with a smile.

At this moment, a young man of about 25 or 26 years old walked over quickly. After hearing what Dai Li said, he defended loudly: "Madam, I think you and the detective may punish us. 'Some misunderstanding..."

Dai Li glanced at the person and saw that he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his hair was wheat-colored, his eyes were gray and blue, and his cheekbones were taller. They were very characteristic of the southern region, and she had seen him supported from the headquarters of the Storm Church before. The photos of the so-called "elites" that came were exactly the same, so they asked straightforwardly: "Stewart?"

"Yes, Ms. Daly. This is Stewart. Well, I'm here to reiterate that I am late because I accidentally indulged in the analysis of a spell...not deliberately, nor can it represent the entire storm. The style of the church..."

After a brief introduction of himself, the young man named Stewart emphasized again, and then turned around and ran to the direction of the ticket office quickly... to buy a ticket.

"Ms. Dai Li, is this person reliable?" Cherie asked hesitantly with a twitch of her mouth when she saw this scene.

"It should be... okay? According to the information, this is a... Secret Skill Instructor."

Dai Li also replied with some uncertainty, her voice getting lower and lower, and at the end she couldn't hear her clearly.

…

Klein closed his eyes and leaned back on the back of his chair under the ground of St. Selena’s Church in Tingen City.

Due to the misinterpretation of Triss' divination event, he deeply realized that "divination" was not omnipotent, and took this as an opportunity to completely digest the potion.

He felt the complete digestion of the potion, and vaguely saw one illusory star after another. Those stars had an inexplicable connection with him, and he seemed to want to gather together and become one.

After the indescribable sense of hunger and thirst subsided, Klein returned to normal without any additional insights.

At this moment, he knew that he was a true and complete "divine master".

"Next, I will do three or four preparations with the captain. UU reads www.uukanshu.com and then formally applies... At the same time, you can also go to the underground trading market to see if there are corresponding extraordinary materials... It should be very expensive..."

Klein, who had digested the fortuneteller, quickly made a decision.

In the afternoon, seeing Captain Dunn and others returning one after another, Klein asked about the situation and got the result that Triss was not caught.

Klein first expressed regret, then paused, considering the words:

"Captain, I haven't heard sounds that shouldn't be heard for more than a week, and I have seen things that shouldn't be seen, and this is still the case when I often meditate and use Lingshi.

"Huh?" Dunn frowned slightly suspiciously.

At the same time, at the door of Dunn's office, a soft "Huh" sounded at the same moment.

Klein quickly looked back, and then saw Ms. Dai Li glance at himself with a half-smile.

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