Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 128: Poor Fool
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After lunch, after filling the stomach, Klein only rest for half an hour and hurried to Shooting Club to practice firearms, not afraid to relax a little.
Under the feeding of thousands of bullets and perseverance day after day, his current shooting level has finally reached the pass line considered by Dunn Smith, and the fixed target is particularly good.
After practicing mechanically over and over again, he put away the left wheel, took the track public carriage to arrive near the residence of the fighting teacher Gawain, and walked to the front of the gate in ten minutes.
Next, he changed into the newly-baked knight training cloth, from running, jumping rope, weightlifting, squatting and other items to practicing pace and punching, sweating and fatigue.
"Fifteen minutes of rest." blond haired and white around the temples, the wind-blown Gawain took out his pocket watch, snapped it open, and glanced.
From the beginning to the present, he has always remained silent, only to remind two sentences when changing the training method and Klein some movements are not standardized.
Klein panted, did n’t dare to go directly to rest, and walked back and forth—the most intuitive reaction to the fighting practice of this time was that his skin became a lot darker and became the so-called wheat color.
Gawain put a pocket watch, standing next to the rough driving range behind the house, relaxing with hands on his chest looks at Klein, quiet as a marble statue.
"Teacher, in addition to unarmed combat, will you teach me how to use straight sword, big sword, rapier and spear?" Klein, who had just digested Divinator magical medicine, was in a good mood and asked.
He saw straight swords, rapier and other weapons, chest armor, and full body armor in collection room of Gawain. He knew that the opponent was not only good at freehand fighting.
Gawain bathed in sunlight lifted his eyes and swept him, and said in a low voice:
"You do n’t have any use to learn these, they are all things that lag behind era, and can only exist in museums and private collection room ..."
He was silent for a few seconds, and then added a tone of vicissitudes: "They are eliminated ... You should pay attention to firearms, even if fighting, it is only auxiliary."
Klein glanced at the grim fighting teacher and laughed:
"I don't think so."
"All ministers, all councillors, and all generals think so." Gawain said with a bite on his teeth.
Klein stopped, pretending to be typing, talking like a real keyboard expert:
"No, they just withdrew from the frontal battlefield and have other uses."
"Why do fighting and firearms have to be opposites? They can be fully integrated. I believe that people who are more flexible and agile with quicker reactions can better play the role of firearms."
Seeing the silent Gawain eyes sharpened at once, Klein continued with a little pride:
"Other weapons have not been eliminated, but only need to be improved to make them more portable ..."
"... We can organize a very mobile team, bypass the frontal battlefield, go straight to the enemy ’s rear, and go straight to their center ... In this small-scale raid battle, we have excellent fighting ability 1. Warriors who are good at all kinds of weapons can play a very important role. You can imagine such a scene ... "
He has the ability to do everything understand a little, and describes the special forces on the earth in a messy way.
Gawain's breathing began to become heavy sometime. He stood there, motionless, and seemed unwilling to break the fantasy picture.
Klein glanced at the other party ’s reaction, secretly hey, cleared his throat, and said pretentiously:
"Teacher, what do you think of my idea? Is it possible to achieve it?"
The body of Gawain trembles obviously, as if finally waking up from a dream, he takes a deep look at Klein and speaks in a low voice:
"The effect of your rest is very good, now all the previous exercises will be redone in ten groups."
"Ah?" Klein looked blank.
Soon, when he started running again, he woke up and shouted wildly in his heart:
Ten groups? Teacher, no!
I do n’t “congratulate” myself in this way to completely digest Divinator magical medicine!
Hey, did n’t you touch?
......
looks at Klein ran to the other side of the training ground, Gawain suddenly released his embraced hands and covered his face with a single palm.
His eyes were tightly closed, and the wrinkles on his face were deep and striking.
…………
The Klein, who was almost exhausted, once again took a shower, changed clothes, and said goodbye to the still silent fighting teacher Gawain. He took the public carriage and left the other party ’s residence.
He did n’t go home directly, but went to Evil Dragon Pub of dock district, intending to go to the underground trading market to understand the price of extraordinary materials and buy item for talisman.
On the way, Klein took care of the small treasury that he carried with him, but he didn't dare to sleep, but he reached the destination very hard.
"I have to leave a commission of 4 pounds for the commission. All I can use is 3 pounds 5shilling ..." He touched the bill in his pocket, took the cane and walked out of the carriage.
At this time, the sun has begun to set in the west, and the luster of the dusk is dipping all the houses. The "Boxing" and "Dog Catch Mouse" games in Evil Dragon Pub are warming up.
Through the billiard room, through the heavy room, Klein entered the underground trading market.
He glanced around, but did not find 《Monster》 Admunthor who is always active here.
"Old Neil doesn't mean that all the Evil Dragon Pub boss Sivin will take it and give it a bite, can Monster survive?" Klein confessed to himself with a little doubt.
As a Night Watcher, he was vigilant enough about similar things, so he approached the strong man guarding the door and asked:
"What about Admunthor?"
The strong man replied without a smile: "I do n’t know which corner to hide in and sleep. He has always been like this recently. He has been lying and trembling, yelling 'dead, dead, all corpses, all are dead' . "
What screen did he see again? What excitement did you encounter? Klein frowned slightly and asked a few words carefully, trying to figure out where Admunthor was sleeping, but the guard didn't know.
"When I'm busy, find him with divination to see what happened to him ..." Klein took note of this matter and stepped towards one of the two rooms at the end of the trading market.
According to Old Neil, the room on the left is used for loan and repayment, and the room on the right is a place to sell and purchase precious item, including extraordinary materials.
Knocked on the door of the right house, Klein found that it was divided into two inside and outside, and there were three customers waiting outside.
He lowered the half-height silk top hat, sat behind the three customers in order, leaned forward, pressed his cane, and waited in silence.
It did n’t take long for the partition door to open, and a customer wearing a blue-gray dock worker costume came out. He lowered his head and left in a hurry, without making the slightest stop.
Klein let the left tooth tap twice, looked at him with "spirit vision", and looked at three other customers for a few glances. Nothing too abnormal happened. Of course, some minor illnesses still exist .
After another ten minutes, it was finally his turn.
He opened the partition door and walked into the kerosene lamp.
Anti-locking the door of the house, he sat on the chair belonging to the customer and looked at the old man wearing a black soft hat across the road saying:
"I want to know what extraordinary materials you have and what their prices are."
The old man had sagging cheek muscles and deep wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, but his body was quite burly, and he was not surprised by the requirements of Klein's, because many customers were unwilling to let him know before they determined that there was something extraordinary Want to buy anything, generally want all introduction.
The old man turned to the latest pages of notebook, glanced at Klein, picked up the honey wine placed in front of him and sipped:
"The brain tissue of water ghost varies from 3 pounds to 15 pounds depending on the integrity. star crystal costs 150 pounds per 50 grams, queen bee grass strains cost 200 pounds, adult black-spotted frog costs 170 pounds each ... human face rose, 280 pounds, only one Duo ... "
Klein controlled his own emotional response and quietly listened to the old introduction, but such an underground transaction turned out to be less than thirty extraordinary materials.
Touched the 7-pound bill in his pocket, and then thought about Miss Justice ’s attitude towards 1,000 pounds, Klein stood up silently and sighed:
"Unfortunately, there is nothing I want."
Until the old man asked, he quickly turned around, opened the partition door, and went out.
Back to the underground trading market, Klein looked at the front, stayed for a few seconds, with a bitter smile in his heart:
"I'm probably the poorest boss of a secret organization ......"
This made him more firm in his idea of getting materials from Night Watcher or looking for justice and Hanged Man exchange.
Two rounds around the underground trading market, Klein chose to purchase materials for making talisman, such as semi-finished silver pieces, such as herbal powders and natural ores needed for the ceremony, and spent a total of 1 pound 15shilling.
The private house money left a total of 5 pounds 10shilling, remove the entrusted balance, and 1 pound 10shilling ... Klein was silent about his financial situation, and he felt helpless for a while.
Of course, he knows very well that this is because he only worked for more than 1 month. If the time is extended to 1 year, more than 100 pounds can still be saved.
"In two weeks, I have to tell Benson and Melissa that my salary is more than 3 pounds, and I can hire a handy maid ... so that there is no money for private housing ..." Klein thought of walking to the main entrance of the underground market.
At this moment, he saw Old Neil wearing a black classical robe slowly stepping in.
"All bought?" Old Neil greeted with a smile.
"Yes." Klein answered frankly.
Old Neil immediately snorted: "You are so early."
"This is because I am still hungry and you have already had dinner." Klein greeted Old Neil very casually.
after a while, Evil Dragon Pub boss Sivin wearing a naval officer uniform came in from outside, approached the two with a solemn expression, and lowered his voice:
"I need your help."
"What happened?" Old Neil suddenly became serious, and Klein couldn't help mentioning a heart.
Brunette messy, with a strong alcoholic smell, Sivin Shen Sheng replied:
"A squad member of Justice Enforcer is out of control nearby, we must solve him before he causes harm to ordinary people!"