The Legend of Fatality

The bath water in the bucket is no longer hot, and Dakenolol's pain has not alleviated much, but he has already begun to get used to it. He touched the jewelry hanging on his chest with his fingers. This strange thing was made by his tutor in alchemy.

The alchemist taught him carefully. Behind the careful teaching is the alchemist's desire for eternal life. He hopes to meet his goal of pursuing soul eternal life by integrating this talented apprentice with the greatest alchemy creation in his life.

Unfortunately, in the end, although Dakenlol fulfilled the wishes of his mentor, this alchemist not only lived his soul, but also completed his great creation. The only drawback is that his soul is sealed inside. The body of this alchemist mentor was made into a soul-binding corpse by Dakenolol, a product that completely merged alchemy and magic through the ability of this gem.

But he did not expect Fatalin Island to be so far away from the mainland, and it took longer than he expected to come here. The reason why he still soaked in the bucket is because he paid the bath house guys to help him wash those stinky clothes, give them six copper plates each, and promised that if he was dry after the bath, Plus the same price.

Dakenolor gently rubbed soap on his body, while rubbing every stain on his body that was splashed by the alchemy potion, while recalling what happened in the morning: the officials of the Fatalin Association refused to see him, maybe It is because he is not famous. Then, the most surprising and pleasant thing is that the senior mage of the night church called Billups. This mage has greatly improved his life, and of course, the life of his current companion Prince. He will drink with Billups tonight, eat together, and perhaps have more activities.

Dakkenlore floated upside down in the bucket, thinking of Billups' face, his lips on the water bottle. Darken Roll has beautiful lips. Not too fat, not too thin, just right. Yes, he will visit Billups tonight, but what he really needs is to see the officials of the Fatalin Association.

Maybe I should bribe that guy, but money is a big problem. He still has about fifty gold coins in his body. Fifty gold coins are a lot of money, but they are meaningless to alchemists and mages. Billups has money, but he will not give him that. Darken Roll must explain why he wants it.

He suspected that if he lied to Lupus, he would somehow find and control him forever. The only way to avoid this is to tell Billups what will happen. The truth. Tell him completely. This is the right way.

You must be honest ...

However, sometimes Billups is not good at understanding the truth, which makes Dakenlol very upset. He knew that Billups was smart enough, but Billups lacked understanding of real life, at least for Dakenlore. When he told the Billups Fatalin Association ’s regulations that prevented him from looking for a job in the Fatalin Association, he said: “You are too negative, Dakenolol. The rules are for breaking.”

Billups, even Prince did not trust him, but Dakenlore also did not trust them. The reason why both parties chose to travel together is largely because their destination is Fatalin Island.

So now he has to seriously consider his next move. After all, judging from the actions of Billups after he boarded Fatalin Island, the night church seems to have been arranged here long ago.

Dakkenlore admitted that he might walk alone again, he was not sure whether Billups would betray him. A series of incidents such as Ogborn's Witch made Billups lose several men, and he hated it very much. Dakenlol suspected that he would transfer part of his hatred to himself.

Tonight's dinner with Billups is the key, and he is very sure. This is the crossroads of his life path, everything will continue around his choice.

Dakronol drowned himself in a bucket, as if completely rid of the past lifestyle. Then he stood up and turned to get the towel, just then he saw the girl.

She was skinny and short, like many urchins who rushed to the market. But this girl is different. The first is her hair. She had long dreadlocks of blonde hair and tied back into a bunch. Her skin is brown, the color of dark honey from the south, but her eyes are blue, shining blue like the sea.

Of course he knew who she was. Darkenlore met her at the market of Rilmas and Margarita. She was with the tall man Oliver, rumored that he was a monster hunter. But he knew that the two men only obtained sachets by hunting monsters, which is a precious alchemy material.

"Is it enough?" He asked. The girl closed her eyes, muttered an apology, and rushed into the curtain.

Darkolol smiled bitterly, wrapped the rough towel around him, and walked out of the bucket carefully. He felt a little better, but nothing more. His face was already dry, but the bath house buddy still did not bring his clothes, so he just stood still and tried to relax. When he turned his shoulders, it was impossible to ignore the conversation on the other side of the curtain. That low voice must be the voice of Monster Hunter Oliver.

Oliver: "I told you that I was negotiating."

Girl: "It doesn't look like it."

Oliver: "You can't be too anxious about these things. I'm calculating profits. I had hoped to buy it from Realmas or there was a familiar businessman here, but here I didn't find someone familiar. Man is nearby, but I hate him, and I would rather starve to death than sell it to him. "

Girl: "How long does it take?"

Oliver: "It's only rewarding when I give it. Can't I take a quiet bath?"

Girl: "How long?"

Oliver: "Wait for the buddy to get a few more pots of hot water, soak for a while, and then I'm going to dinner, then ..."

Girl: "No, not how long you have to stay in the bathroom! How long do you have to talk?"

Oliver: "You become a nagging person."

Silence.

Girl (peacefully): "Okay, okay, I don't want to nag. To stop nagging, I only need a small loan."

Oliver: "Why? Isn't it for those boots?"

Girl (sweet talk): "Oliver, to be honest, he has a better pair with fur and tassels. When you see them, you will find that they are the most beautiful boots in the world."

The sound of water splash.

Girl: "So what? Can you lend me four gold coins?"

Oliver: "Four gold coins?"

More sounds of splashes.

Girl: "This is not much"

Oliver (loud): "Four gold coins? To buy a pair of boots?"

Girl: "This is my money. How I use it depends on myself. Just like you spend money on gambling and women."

Oliver: "Yes, but definitely not boots."

Girl: "I just need a loan. In fact, instead of saying it is a loan, it is better to say it is a prepayment."

Oliver: "I don't make loans. And I don't make advances."

Girl: "But ... if he sells his boots, they will never be there."

Oliver: "So you save four gold coins."

Girl: "I will always hate you."

Oliver: "There are several shoemakers in the market. You can go to other places to buy different boots. The same beautiful boots. But the price is reasonable."

Girl: "But I want those gray suede boots."

Oliver: "When will you wear these plush and tasseled boots?"

Girl: "Any occasion I like, if they are mine."

Oliver: "Then you should use your money to buy them when you get them."

Girl: "But I have finished my work. I risked my life to finish it. Now it's up to you to sell things. If you can complete the work as efficiently as I do, I won't even ask for a loan or prepayment. You owe me money . "

Oliver: "I told you, no."

Girl: "You are ... you are ... I hate you!"

Then came a clatter, splashes of water, Oliver's growl, the girl's scream, and Oliver cursed and shouted, "Take my boots back!"

"When I get my boots, you can get your boots."

Followed by more splashes of water, curses and the most terrifying threats, followed by the whizzing of curtains and the shouting of Oliver. Darkenlore looked out from his own compartment and saw Oliver's huge, hairy, wet naked body, standing angrily in the middle of the barn. The boys working there looked at them and smiled. Oliver shouted to them: "If you catch her, ten copper plates each!"

The girl replied, "He won't pay! He will keep the money he owes you forever!"

This angered Oliver more than ever. "You! Defile my name!"

He growled and chased the girl. The boys seemed to want to earn some money, so one of them closed the small door behind the barn and stood in front of the barn with his arms folded. Another rushed towards the girl. However, she is surprisingly fast. She bypassed the boy and ran to Oliver, shaking his boots.

Darken Lore wanted to know how she and Oliver caught the monsters. The danger of this work. Also very adventurous. He suddenly wanted to help the girl out of mischief. She should have her boots.

Of course, Oliver would put his wallet near the bathroom ... So when the shouts and curses outside lingered, Darkenlore bypassed the curtain and slipped to Oliver's bath barrel. Starting

Oliver's clothes piled on the floor. Darkenlor quickly rummaged between them, feeling something warm. He pulled his hand away. Are there any animals in it? The pile of clothes is immobile, but with a slight purple glow. Lokendal separated the clothes and saw a large bottle under the clothes with a rope tied around his neck. The bottle is thick and transparent glass, but inside it is a cluster of purple crystals, with a light purple swirling smoke floating slightly.

Dakronol had seen crystals produced in monster sachets before, but only sold in small quantities in material stores. When he followed his tutor to the market for the first time, when he was walking around alone, he saw this kind of thing making a special kind of smoke. He was immediately attracted, and he imitated a person who seemed to be very experienced in this area.

Then he passed out. When he woke up the next morning, he found himself in an alley, and his wallet disappeared. This is why he knew that imitating smoking addicts was not the most sensible idea. The second time, he knew to take a little less, **** it into his nose, then **** it into his lungs, hold it for as long as possible, and release it.

This kind of feeling is extraordinary, it is the most perfect relaxation in his life. The smoke was pale and weak, and there was little movement in the vial. The smoke from the crystals in this bottle is very thick and moves very fast. Such a large amount is enough for a merchant to sell a hundred times or more.

Dakronol reached out his hand, and when he touched the bottle, the smoke seemed to gather around his fingers, as if the smoke was alive in front of him. I must have it. Now the bottle was in his hand, heavy, as if filled with sand. Darkenol stared at the purple clouds spinning at the top of the bottle. He was almost hypnotized, but he was quickly brought back to reality by Oliver ’s screaming warning: "Be careful she kicks you, she will kick you! No! Do n’t let her overtake you!"

Dakronol slipped the bottle back to the curtain and wrapped the bottle with a towel, but the purple light was still visible. The chase of boys and girls moved towards him. When his curtains were pulled open, Dakenlore threw the towel-wrapped bottle into his bathtub, and the girl carrying Oliver boots came out of the towel-laden ladder and pulled the ladder Come and block a boy who is chasing her. First launch https: // https: //

"Yes, you should run away!" Oliver shouted.

"Well, at least I can run, old man." The girl answered with a smile.

Dakkenlore put the towel hanging ladder back to its place ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ straightened the curtains. The purple light in his bathtub was no longer visible. Everything looks normal.

Came out of Oliver's cries. When he came back, the voice became louder and louder. He was complaining that the girl ran too fast and the boys were slow.

Dakronol took a step toward the bathroom, but he heard Oliver's roar stopped, and the roar was so loud that the curtain was shaking.

"Little Thief! I'm going to kill her! I want to tear her leg off!"

Then came the voice of Oliver wearing clothes, cursing and talking to himself.

"So, steal my cigarettes, good, little one. Okay, I will catch you. When I catch you, I will tell you the end of the thief. You will beg to be shackled ... … "

When Oliver stomped away, Dakenlore was still standing by his bathtub. Everything was calm again. He couldn't help but consider whether to eliminate these two hidden dangers. He heard the boys come in to check Oliver ’s bathroom, and the owner of the bathhouse ordered them to clean everything up.

Darkolol thought for a while and decided to let them go. After all, this is Fatalin Island, and there are too many mages. No one knows whether these mages will find the murderer based on a person's body. But Dakenlore was sure that no mage would investigate because he lost a crystal in a monster sachet. So he returned to the bathtub.

The water was hotter than he remembered, and he sank into the water with a smile. He touched the bottle and found that it had sunk to the bottom. He grabbed it and lay down, and the pain began to ease.

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