Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

The next morning, Klein woke up from the bed. Although he no longer had a fever, his throat was still a little sore.

He stayed on the bed for a while, and didn't think much of it.

Today, I'm going to study the card of blasphemy above the gray fog, and I'm going to inform Miss Justice, and then, go to the Cragg Club?

Do you want to find a doctor to buy some medicine? Forget it, it's not a big problem, and I don't know how much it will cost to prescribe medicine.

Um... Do you want someone to go to the church to report the Aurora Society? What happened last night, they should change the location immediately.

And where can I get more occult knowledge?

What is Mr. Eye of Wisdom doing recently, why hasn't he held a party yet?

After lying down for a while, Klein felt empty in his stomach, so he had to get up and make breakfast by himself.

He passed by the living room, pretended not to see the magic lamp, and went straight through.

He planned to pretend that nothing happened as long as the magic lamp didn't take the initiative to mention what happened last night. Anyway, it boasted before that it would not run away like a fortune teller, and would definitely kill the enemy. There was no battle last night, so it should not be charged.

Right, that is it. But... I'm so guilty, Klein thought casually.

When he came to the gray fog, he brought the master key and Bishop Rose's Beyonder characteristics along with him. He decided that it was not necessary, and that these two pit bulls were no longer used.

Another day spent hanging out at the Cragg Club. In the evening, Klein went to the Brave Bar, intending to ask Maric if they had any books in the field of occultism.

When he came to the Brave Bar, Klein did not find Caspars, and was only forced to watch a radical operation to cure his bad temper.

At the exit of the dark alley behind the Brave Bar, Klein saw a carriage driven by a living corpse.

After accepting Maric's invitation and entering the carriage, the delicate Miss Sharon asked in an indifferent and erratic tone:

"Why did you come here?"

"I want to contact you and ask if there are any books on mysticism."

"Have."

"You can, in exchange for a help."

Klein thought a lot for a moment, and finally, he raised the corners of his mouth and asked:

"I must know what kind of help you need from me."

"Have you figured out the rules for using your magical item?"

Miss Sharon looked at Klein quietly with azure blue eyes.

What? Magic lamp? What is Miss Sharon asking about?

"We want to borrow that item for a while."

It turns out that Miss Sharon still remembers the scene of tearing Sequence 5 by hand.

Maric, who was sitting on the side, said:

"We originally belonged to..."

After listening to Maric and Miss Sharon's introduction to their own situation, Klein thoughtfully said:

"I don't know how to use it either."

Maric always looks weird with malicious eyes, aren't you proficient in divination? For so long, you don't know how to use the extraordinary items you own? You won't be turned into a fool by the influence of extraordinary items.

"It has strong living characteristics and can communicate."

"It has a lot of abilities. It has the ability to arbitrate, and it can also lead people to escape from control. There are also some abilities that I don't know what path it corresponds to. In short, it seems to be able to do everything."

"It has no negative effects that affect the user, but it often attacks the enemy autonomously and uncontrollably."

"Be sure to talk about negative effects," Klein said amusingly, "Every time you fight, it will be charged."

Maric's expression couldn't be concealed, showing the obvious "Are you kidding me?" expression.

The atmosphere in the carriage froze, and no one spoke for a long time.

After a while, the Wizard of Mali sneered and said, "I thought you were talking about a battle pet with a bad personality who was not very obedient."

At this moment, a male voice suddenly sounded in the carriage:

"If you want to hire me to fight, what price are you going to pay?"

Maric was startled, his muscles tightened immediately, and he looked around nervously, trying to find the sudden intruder.

Miss Sharon didn't move, and her expression didn't change at all.

Klein smiled helplessly, took out an old oil lamp from his pocket, showed it to the two opposite, and said:

"That's it. You can discuss it with it."

It's been a long time since I saw you, and there are magical items that need to be discussed.

Maric stared at two big brown wolf-like eyes and was speechless for a while.

"What do you want?" Miss Sharon asked unchanged.

"Sequence Seven is 2,000 pounds, Sequence Six is ​​5,000 pounds, and Sequence Five is 8,000 pounds. It's calculated on a per-capita basis. Without loot, the Beyonder characteristics or items of the lawyer and arbitrator pathways can be discounted."

Why has the price of magic lamps increased? Or, did he give me a discount?

"We can't come up with so much now."

Still Miss Sharon answered.

Can't come up with an IOU, Klein thought as a matter of course.

"Then you can hire him, he is very cheap."

What? I?

Seeing that Maric and Miss Sharon looked at him together, Klein had no choice but to put away the magic lamp with a dry smile and said:

"You can be specific, maybe I can try it."

"Help us besiege a Sequence Five."

"He has a Sealed Artifact that restrains us very much."

"You can use the eye from last time to spot the enemy who has turned into a ghost and attack him unexpectedly."

Klein didn't immediately agree to them~www.wuxiax.com~ He had to go home and return to the gray fog to do a divination.

Anyone can deceive me, only mathematics can't, no, no, no, only the divination above the gray fog can't.

On Thursday, there was a notice in the newspaper that Mr. Eye of Wisdom was holding a party.

Klein was very happy when he saw the news, and he planned to buy the extraordinary item of the Sun Path if he had it.

If the barbarian potion formula can be sold at a high price to the lady who is suspected to have a craftsman behind it, he should be able to buy the old Mr. Eye of Wisdom's brooch.

Can't wait until Friday night, Klein entered the party wearing a mask and a hooded robe.

While waiting, he looked at several people in the living room with the same hooded robes, and remembered the members of the Aurora Society he had met before. He couldn't help thinking in his heart, whether those with black hooded robes at home all have illegal identities that are not visible. Ah, if the church controls the clothing manufacturing industry, can they catch a bunch of wild Beyonders and cult members based on their sales channels?

The pharmacist who likes to sell aphrodisiac seems to have been promoted, and is actually begging for a Beyonder pet.

"You can cultivate one yourself." Klein couldn't help suggesting.

I just want to train a younger pharmacist.

"Those who can do this must have mines or open a bank."

Thinking of Miss Justice, Klein couldn't help feeling sad for the pharmacist and himself.

At the end of the party, Klein exchanged the barbarian's potion formula for 50 extraordinary bullets.

With these bullets, I can take a look at the room where the master key was formed. Klein patiently waited for the party to end.

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