Start with the Readers Chapter 191: Each
Looking at the rapier placed on the table by the courier, Abner frowned, and suddenly had various guesses in his heart.
However, he saw that there was no letter from Jane other than the stabbing sword, so his heart moved, and he took out the box that was temporarily sealed last night, and took out the "mirror" used for "live broadcast".
Sure enough, just as he lifted the spiritual blockade above, he heard a slightly ethereal voice:
"Abner, this is Ludwell's saber, it's a magical item... I gave it to you as a gift.
"In addition, please hand the 'mirror' directly to the messenger."
Abner looked up at the tall courier who was nearly four meters tall and whose head had already protruded from the roof, and held up the mirror as he said.
Seeing this, the Bone Messenger squatted down and took the mirror into his palm.
Abner froze for a moment, raised his head, looked at the other's eye sockets burning with black flames, and nodded slightly as a compliment.
Does Xio feel this way when he sees others? Abner sneered secretly, and watched the messenger disappear before his eyes.
At this time, he picked up the stabbing sword and opened the "Pure White Eye" to analyze it.
"Sure enough, it's not a magical item that directly corresponds to which path or sequence, but a product of irregular aggregation of similar characteristics...
"It has only one extraordinary ability, which is to bring absolute destruction to the things it stabs.
"The result of the analysis is basically consistent with the description of Ludwell's rapier in the original book, so it should be certain that this is his sword...
"So, Jane was so anxious to turn off the 'live broadcast' last night, so she went to catch up with Ludwell?
"Even the saber was seized, Ludwell may be in danger... So it is very likely that the ring left by the **** of death was either obtained by Jane, or fell into the hands of the 'Admiral of the Stars'...
"Actually, if the plan to intercept 'Admiral Hell' is hosted by 'Admiral Star', then it's okay...
"If Jane really did it independently...then what she gained in her ancestor's mausoleum is probably beyond imagination..."
After thinking for a while, Abner laughed at himself, because even if there was something wrong with the mausoleum, Jane would have the "Admiral of the Stars" and even the "Queen of Mysteries" to take care of her, and it was not her turn to intervene. The current strength can't get in...
We still have to improve our strength as soon as possible... This world will only become more and more dangerous in the future, Sequence 7 is really not enough.
After feeling a lot of emotion, Abner put the rapier in his collection room, and thought in his heart:
Ludwell's weapon, as I recall, is called "Harris' Rabbit", which originated from an ancient prince in the southern continent... However, from today it is called "Brian's Rabbit".
Afterwards, Abner ate breakfast hastily, and prepared to buy related items for the ceremony in the "Sun" domain.
He promised to do another exorcism ceremony for Xio yesterday, so naturally he had to do what he said.
But when he went out and came to the intersection of the street, just as he was about to board the public carriage, he suddenly heard the voice of the newsboy:
"Extra! Extra! The 'Black Tulip' was sunk by a new type of ironclad ship. A new era at sea has come!"
"Extra! Extra! The 'Black Tulip' was sunk by a new type of ironclad ship. A new era at sea has come!"
Looked blank for a moment, Abner quickly took out a 2p coin and bought a copy of the "Daily Observer". Many passengers who wanted to take the bus also made the same choice.
Unfolding the newspaper, Abner immediately saw the headlines:
"The 'Black Tulip' was sunk by heavy artillery from the ironclad 'Pritz', and 'Admiral Hell' Ludwell jumped into the sea and fled."
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Meanwhile, Daffodil Street in Tingen.
"Extraordinary! Extraordinary! The end of the pirate general is coming, and the first battle of the ironclad ship has been successful!"
Klein was covering his mouth with his hand and yawning when he heard the cries of the newsboy, but he suddenly lifted his spirits.
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, it is really unacceptable that the "story" progresses to a climax and ends abruptly. If he hadn't remembered to keep Mister Fool's mystery, he would have frequently contacted the "tower" spiritually The crimson stars in the sky urged him to come again with the "Holy Light" to strengthen the passage.
Bought a copy of "Tingen Morning Post", Klein quickly browsed it.
The content of the news is not much, that is, the time, place, people and results are clearly explained. As the saying goes, the shorter the content, the bigger the matter.
"Ludwell ran away in the end? With the battle like last night, and the demigod personally participated in the roundup, I thought it would be very difficult for the 'Admiral of Hell' to escape... Should I say that he really deserves to be a pirate general? The strength is really amazing!
"However, what happened in the early hours of last night was off the coast of Pritz Harbor, and a newspaper in Tingen City disclosed this morning that the speed of information exchange in this world is not too slow. This is the outstanding contribution of Emperor Roselle , thank him for inventing the telegraph, if there is no such convenient way to transmit information, even if there is a steam train, it will take at least two or three days before Tingen can receive it..."
Just as he thought of this, Klein was suddenly stunned, and his brows gradually frowned.
He realized that before watching the "live broadcast" last night, he made a common-sense mistake about Triss' divination results!
Common-sense mistakes that only people on earth will make!
During the divination above the gray mist last night, Klein saw Triss going away on a steam train, so he subconsciously judged that this was happening.
However, no one in this world has invented electric lights or similar devices. There will be almost no steam trains with people running after dark, and Klein, who is used to seeing green trains running at night, instinctively ignores this. !
In other words, that was not what happened last night!
That is the picture of the future he foresees!
Thinking of this, Klein didn't care about saving money on public transportation, so he directly hailed a taxi and quickly boarded it.
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Backlund train station, wearing a hooded black robe, wearing blue eye shadow and blush Daly and her little follower Cherry stood on the platform, the latter was looking at the watch while Frequently looked towards the entrance of the station.
"Cherie, don't worry, there is still some time before the train leaves...and even if he doesn't come, we can go to Tingen and wait for him." Ms. Daly smiled on her seductive and beautiful face, Cherie said in relief.
"The Deacon of the Church of Storms is really not a gentleman, he actually asked the lady to wait for him." Cherie said with some dissatisfaction.
"According to that 'heroic detective', for the Church of Storms, being late is not surprising..." Daly said with a smile.
At this moment, a young man about twenty-five or six years old walked over quickly, and after hearing Daly's words, he defended aloud, "Ma'am, I think you and that detective may be against us" The Punisher' has some misunderstandings..."
Daily glanced at the person coming, and saw that he was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with wheat-colored hair, gray-blue eyes, and high cheekbones. The photos of the so-called "elites" who were supported by the headquarters were exactly the same, so they asked simply: "Stuart?"
"Yes, Ms. Daly. I am Stuart. Well, let me reiterate here, the reason why I am late is because I accidentally indulged in the analysis work of a spell... It was not intentional, nor It cannot represent the style of the entire Storm Church..."
After a brief self-introduction, the young man named Stuart emphasized a sentence again, then turned around and ran quickly towards the ticket office...to buy a ticket.
"Ms. Daly, is this person reliable?" Cherry asked hesitantly, seeing this scene with her mouth twitching.
"It should be... no problem, right? According to the data, this is a... secret art instructor."
Daily also replied with some uncertainty, her voice became lower and lower, and by the end, she couldn't hear clearly.
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Tingen City, at the basement of St. Selina's Church, Klein closed his eyes and leaned back on the back of the chair.
Because of the wrong interpretation of Triss' divination incident, he deeply realized that "divination" is not omnipotent, and took this as an opportunity to completely digest the potion.
He felt the complete digestion of the potion, and vaguely saw illusory stars one after another. Those stars had an inexplicable connection with himself, and seemed to want to gather together and become one.
After a burst of indescribable hunger and thirst subsided, Klein returned to normal without any additional realizations.
At this moment, he knew that he was a real and complete "Seer".
"Next, do three to four preparations with the captain ~IndoMTL.com~ and then formally submit an application... 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 digested the fortune teller, 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 his regret, then paused, considering his words:
"Captain, I haven't heard anything I shouldn't have heard or seen things I shouldn't have seen for more than a week, and this is still under the condition of frequent meditation and frequent use of spiritual vision."
"Huh?" Dunn frowned slightly in doubt.
At the same time, a soft "Huh" sounded at the door of Dunn's office at the same time.
Klein quickly looked back, and then saw Ms. Daly looking at him with a half-smile.
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