Mystery: Start with the Reader

v4 Chapter 167: bad luck

The sea at night is dark blue and nearly black, dyed with a touch of crimson, which is a little more calm and quiet than the daytime.

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The "Blue Avenger" is gently undulating with the waves, like a ghostly shadow, sailing to the location of the red moon.

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Alger Wilson stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the waves in the distance. The surface was calm as usual, but there was an uncontrollable tension in his heart.

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After all, no matter how many backhands he prepares, he is about to face the main force of the navy of a powerful country... He can't guarantee that he can survive tomorrow's battle.

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"I hope Mr. Fool will bless you and everything will go well..."

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Just as Alger thought of this, he heard rapid footsteps behind him. He didn't have to look back, he knew that the sound came from the newly equipped liaison officer on the ship.

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After all, other sailors who have been at sea all year round will not wear such hard-soled leather shoes that can step on the deck.

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"Captain, I just received a message from the church, let us return immediately!" The liaison officer said quickly with a translation of the telegram.

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- Due to the particularity of this mission, the privateer ships that attacked the port were equipped with a radio station and a liaison officer. After all, these affiliated forces could not act together blatantly, and could only gather outside Feysac's port. , so keeping in touch is a top priority.

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"Returning?" Hearing these words, Alger frowned. It was not obvious on the surface, but there was already a storm in his heart:

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Could it be that... the "world" side has already succeeded? But that's a military port. Without the harassment of our "cannon fodder", it may not be so easy to steal the sea monsters just by relying on the "world"...

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Did Mr. Fool help? After taking back the authority of the sea, He is more like a sea **** than Kalvetua, and his power is no longer limited to the Rhosid Islands!

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While making wild guesses, Alger took the telegram from the liaison officer and glanced at it, and found that there was only a simple order on it, and there was no more information.

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After thinking for a while, Alger called the adjutant, and after showing the telegram from the church, announced the "return".

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The crew members cheered immediately. After all, everyone knows the danger of this mission, and now there is no need to send them to death, so they are naturally happy.

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However, there were also a few people who stayed in place after jumping for joy, because they took loan sharks before departure and enjoyed it for several days. They thought they didn't need to care about their creditors after death, but now they have to face the cruel "reality".

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Alger ignored the joys and sorrows of the sailors. He went straight back to the captain's room, sealed off the room with spirituality, and then prayed sincerely:

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"A fool who doesn't belong to this era..."

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Immediately afterwards, Alger's expression gradually became dull, and after a long while, he murmured:

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"Encountered an ambush by an angel...

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"But it still worked...

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"Have you added money?"

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Meanwhile, on the Trident.

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Klein, who was about to "teleport" away with an ice cube with "strawberry" sealed on it, also heard Abner's "deliberate" exhortation:

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"Don't forget the donation of 30,000 pounds."

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Klein took out the "Book of Endless Teleportation" for a while, but in order to maintain Gehrman's character, he nodded "it doesn't matter", indicating that he understood.

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Only Miss Sharon, who was attached to him, felt Sherlock's stiffness at this moment.

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In the City of Silver, lightning pierced the sky and illuminated all the streets.

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Derrick Berg walked out of his house, pinned the Hurricane Axe, and walked towards the Twin Towers in the north of the city.

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Along the way, he met many residents of Silver City. Some of them were busy, some were sending their children to receive general education, and some were in groups of three or five, patrolling every corner to prevent accidental accidents. Died at home, not terminated by relatives, and turned into a terrifying evil spirit.

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The existence of these people made the City of Silver look very lively, and Derrick could occasionally hear the cheers and laughter of the children.

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He couldn't help recalling his previous life in the afternoon town camp. There were only a dozen or twenty humans he could meet every day. Most of the time he had to stay in a sturdy but cramped building. Outside, it was silent and hiding in the dark. As for the monsters in the house, they were cleaned again and again, and they appeared out of nowhere again and again, making every member of the exploration team feel a sense of powerlessness from the heart, and it seemed that they could not get the real thing. Safety is always difficult to rest assured, and you must do your best at any time, and there can be no slack.

Fortunately, the City of Silver has a mature rotation system. Derrick had returned with the first exploration team a few days ago, but he was inevitably isolated and was not released until today.

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And after a few days of rest, he also realized that his mental state has reached the best state, and he can take magical medicine and be promoted to "Notary Public".

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As for the main ingredients of the potion, one of them has been exchanged from the three-party transaction with Mr. Tower and Mr. Moon, while the other extraordinary ingredient, the tail feather of the Qiling bird, has been exchanged by "Chief" Colin Specially approved by the Iliad, it can be obtained from the treasure house in the City of Silver.

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After being promoted, I am qualified to choose a non-high-order magical item... Derrick thought with a little longing, and accelerated his pace to reach the Twin Towers in the north of the city.

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Although the material warehouse and magical items were all in the round tower and watched by the "Six-Man Council", Derrick's destination was the minaret, because there was a merit exchange point here.

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Just as he was about to enter the minaret, he was suddenly inspired by inspiration. He subconsciously looked up at the upper floors of the round tower, and saw a woman in a purple-patterned black robe standing behind the window, looking down at him.

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The other party has silver-gray curly hair, pale gray eyes, and a gorgeous face. He is a member of the "Six-Man Council", Lovia the "Shepherd"!

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When the two of them made eye contact, Lovia's eyes seemed to penetrate the soul, but her expression didn't change at all, she even nodded lightly, as if to say hello.

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She wasn't greeting me, she was greeting the person behind me... Suddenly, Derrick came to a realization.

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This stemmed from the experience he gradually accumulated under the guidance of the Tarot Society.

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He nodded in response, and just wanted to look away, but Elder Lovia's voice suddenly came from his ear:

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"I need you to bring a word to that Mr. Tower and ask him, 'Do you remember the promise 203 years ago?'"

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Sunday evening.

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Backlund, in the villa at 28 Kinster Street.

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After a day of "education", Abner finally made a rule with the scepter that contained the characteristics of "Desolate Mistress", so that his eating became "regular".

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As the "creator" of the scepter, this should have no difficulty, but because Abner is currently in "bad luck", and affected by this, the "scepter" also happens to enter the "rebellious" stage of "human beings" , so it took more effort.

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And the reason why Abner would have "bad luck" is because he used the "Wheel of Fortune" uniqueness to force the opponent to roll 1 point in the previous battle with the "Glory". uukanshu.com will naturally suffer some backlash.

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It's just "bad luck", not "bad luck" or "bad luck", which is already a good result.

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But even so, Abner, who has completely digested the "Prophet", has to be postponed when he becomes a Sequence 3 "Insighter". After all, taking magical medicine is very risky. Advanced is not suitable.

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"Fortunately, this 'bad luck' will only last for a week, so it won't affect major events...

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"However, this week, I still try to go out as little as possible, and just stay at home and study the mythical creature forms. It just so happens that my understanding of the incomplete mythological creature forms of the two 'feminine' paths of 'cultivator' and 'witch' is still poor. a little."

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As soon as Abner thought of this, he heard a knock on the door, and then the housekeeper he hired sent an invitation letter to him.

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The invitation letter came from Earl Hall's eldest son Hilbert, who invited him to attend the ball held at Hall's house tomorrow night.

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"Okay... I don't know about 'bad luck' and 'disaster', what interesting things will happen at this dance?"

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Abner, who was holding the exquisite invitation, couldn't help but complain.

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At 3:00 p.m. on Monday afternoon, in the ancient palace above the gray fog, a new tarot meeting began as a series of crimson rays of light appeared on both sides of the long table.

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