Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 137: Can’t open my mouth (be sure to guarantee the monthly pass)

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Olavi Medical Assistance Foundation.

The lady in charge of volunteer registration stooped in a hurry and fumbled for the pen that fell to the ground. At this time, Klein also noticed the period she had just seen News Informer a few days ago, with her portrait and deeds.

I will also subscribe to newspapers from the Rhosid Islands? Calculating the time when the ship came over, I really could only watch the old news of 3-4 days ago ... Knowing this, I would pinch face again to get a pseudonym and come over again ... Klein stood at the desk and thought helplessly.

The woman in her thirties finally picked up the pen and lifted up the face, shaking her voice and saying:

"You, do you want to volunteer?"

"Yes." Klein gave a positive answer.

"Yes, but you are an adventurer." The frightened lady stuttered to find a reason.

She instinctively did not want this extremely dangerous guy to become a volunteer.

Famousness is not necessarily a good thing ... Forget it, I will change the face clothes and the name again ... Klein is already giving up, but the surface is not emotionally asked:

"Who stipulates that adventurers cannot volunteer?"

Responsible for registering the expression of the woman who is about to cry, blurting out:

"Not me!"

The Volunteer Registration Room suddenly became very quiet. Klein was stunned for a moment, and immediately wanted to laugh. Finally, he maintained the image of Gehrman Sparrow.

The lady calmed down a little bit, noticed that she had obvious questions in her answer, and forced a smile:

"No, I mean there is no regulation.

"It's just that I think the adventurers are busy and need to go to sea, and they rarely have time to volunteer."

"That's them." Klein responded succinctly.

The lady stretched her palm to cover her mouth and smiled again:

"Okay, I will help you register now."

She said that she took a form and handed it over:

"You fill in, we will provide corresponding training and volunteer positions according to your requirements.

"We will take the initiative to contact you, you can also come and ask yourself."

She has made up her mind not to put the form filled out by Gehrman Sparrow in the file, but directly to the person in charge of the foundation and to the police station.

Goddess, how could such a dangerous guy come to volunteer? She quietly drew scarlet moon on her chest.

Klein nodded silently, took the form, sat down, picked up the pen, and filled in the basic content.

During this process, a man in a doctor ’s white robe came in and asked:

"Juana, are there any new volunteers? We are going to start the morning training."

The Juana who was responsible for registration shook her head intentionally, but the Gehrman Sparrow sitting opposite her gave her a strong sense of urgency even if she did n’t speak or raise her head, which made her afraid to lie.

"Yes." She first responded to the man in the white coat, then looked at Klein, "Mr. Sparrow, are you going to receive basic training for volunteers now, or are you waiting for tomorrow?"

Klein thought for a while:

"Now."

He intends to familiarize himself with the professionalism of weaving for another identity, so that he can quickly enter the hospital to help.

Juana obviously took a deep breath said:

"Then, after you fill out the form, follow Mr. Graia."

"Okay." Klein responded calmly.

For half an hour, the filthy toilet hidden in front of the crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow looks at in a calm and polite way, holding the breath said:

"Brush it?"

"Yes, you have just received a simple patient lifting training, but this is not the most common thing we do in the hospital. We are mainly responsible for cleaning the patient ’s vomit, changing the bed item, and keeping the bathroom clean enough. Hygiene, huh, and things like bandaging wounds belong to professionals, we only need to have a preliminary grasp. "Graia squeezed his nose and pointed to the toilets covered with yellow and black stains in front. , You guys get started. "

This is not the same as I thought ... not the same ... Klein's first reaction was to turn his head away, but in the end he still picked up the cleaning tool expressionlessly, endured strong nausea, and leaned in and squatted down.

Next, he stretched his right hand slightly back.

At noon, Klein took off his white coat, put on top hat, and left Olavi Medical Assistance Foundation indifferently.

Whether he was going to volunteer to find a role in the future, he was strongly shaken.

It wasn't until he arrived in the sweet lemon bar by carriage that he made up his mind and planned to continue trying.

"I must become‘ Secret Puppeteer ’in 1350, and digest this magical medicine and start looking for high sequence clues.” Klein re-emphasized the goal in my heart.

He calmed down, entered the Sweet Lemon Bar, spent 8p at the bar and asked for a pork chop with apple juice and a piece of bread with butter.

These rye beers worth 1.5 pence constitute a Klein's lunch.

He finished eating without hesitation, wiped his mouth with take action par, and said to bartender:

"What about your boss? I have something to find him."

Since I have verbally agreed to join Adventurers Mutual Help Group, Klein will naturally not miss the opportunity to take advantage of this loose alliance. I am ready to ask Bilt Brando to contact the wild or willing to do private work Artisan to create item similar to Ards copper whistle, so as not to call each time. The messenger had to arrange ceremonies and recite mantras, which was complicated, troublesome, and delayed.

Of course, if Bilt Brando does not know Artisan, Klein will not force it, after all, there is no need to pay for joining Adventurers Mutual Help Group.

bartender pointed to the stairway:

"He is in second floor.

"If you have agreed to join his league and have seen those bodyguards, they will put you up."

Klein nodded slightly invisible, got up slowly, and walked towards the stairs.

Sure enough, there was no guard to stop him, until a second floor, only a bodyguard came to ask.

Thanks to the reputation of Gehrman Sparrow, he saw Bilt Brando again and found a stranger beside him.

"My friend, Sothoth. Yang, an important member of the Mutual Aid Society." Bilt pointed to the man who was wearing a dark red headscarf.

At the same time, he exchanged glances with each other and saw each other with the same dignity and doubt.

Say hello briefly, Klein found a chair to sit down and said very directly:

"I hope to get help from Artisan, I do n’t know if the mutual aid association can provide clues."

"Artisan?" Bilt smoked a cigar, paused for a few seconds, and said, pondering, "I do know an Artisan, but he is unwilling to meet unfamiliar people, which will bring him great danger. , If you have any needs, I can help you transfer, I think I should have this credibility. "

For the major churchs, sometimes mid&low sequence Extraordinary without subjective maliciousness can be ignored, but Artisan must be treated indiscriminately, otherwise it will cause the flooding of magical item and bring great unrest to the human race society.

It seems that Bilt organization Adventurers Mutual Help Group is not just a waste of money, at least a lot of resources and channels have been gathered ... Klein come up with the fishman bladder that has been prepared long ago:

"I want to make it into a ring, mainly to provide underwater activities."

He has n’t talked about messengers for the time being. He plans to first try the ability of the Artisan and the credibility of the Bilt group. If the spell of calling the messenger is too widespread, it will cause many unnecessary troubles.

Sequence Nine ’s Extraordinary characteristics is not expensive. Even if Bilt appears greedy and omits the made magical item, it does n’t matter. Anyway, I still have a bunch of talisman in the Sea God field ... And I do n’t have to come to collect debts, which is better , He can organize Adventurers Mutual Help Group, there must be a lot of money and a lot of materials ... Klein thought about it, could not help but look at Bilt more.

At this moment, Bilt shivered inexplicably, and all the hair on the back of his neck was raised.

He just felt that Gehrman Sparrow's eyes were like looking at a treasure!

As a treasure, this is not a good experience.

Bilt glanced at Sothoth next to his eyes and smiled:

"Is this fishman's swim bladder?

"There is basically no surprise in making magical item at this level of materials.

"The fee for Artisan is 150 pounds, and you can give it to me when things are done."

A fair price ... Klein nodded silently and threw the fishman swim bladder in his hand.

When Bilt catches up, he adds:

"Help me to ask the Artisan again and ask him if he has the ability to fix the spiritual world lifeform ritual on an item, which requires at least one year of use."

"No problem." Bilt relaxed, winked at Sothoth.

Sothoth rubbed the sunken eye socket and stepped forward:

"Mr. Gehrman, have you been interested in going overseas recently?

"We already have a few good ships and are planning to gather people to hunt pirates in the east."

It's interesting ... but my most recent focus is digesting magical medicine ... Klein shook his head calmly.

The smile on Sothoth's face stiffened and disappeared.

He said nothing more, because it was a pirate admiral-level adventurer's rejection-he and Bilt had collected corresponding newspapers to confirm the authenticity of Gehrman Sparrow.

Klein got up slowly, pressed top hat to his chest, and bowed slightly:

"Thank you for your help."

The facial muscles of Bilt are twisted, and it seems that they are forcibly tolerating something. Some words are about to blurt out.

In the end, he slowly took a deep breath and smiled:

"It should be said that the cooperation is happy."

Klein was aware of the abnormalities of Bilt and Sothoth, but it suppressed its own doubts and asked nothing.

Can't ask, if you ask, there will be trouble, there will be things ... I have to digest magical medicine with peace of mind recently ... Klein turned around, walked to the door, and turned the handle.

"Mr. Gehrman." Bilt suddenly blurted out.

Klein's mouth twitched slightly, turned back calmly, and looked over.

"Nothing? haha, I mean, as a member of a mutual aid club, it would be cheaper to come to me to drink." Bilt smiled forcibly.

Do you think I will ask what is going on? Uh ... Klein nodded slightly, opened the door, and went out.

Watching his back disappear, Bilt froze for two seconds and sighed long.

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