Chapter 108 Making Good Use of Negative Influences (Favorites~)

"No, don't look over here, don't lean over here. God, get me out of this damn place."

The macaw flapped its wings in terror and flew around, as if fleeing from the plague god.

Xifa was puzzled at first, then slapped his head: "Why did I forget it?"

Shadow Fist!

The glove is disgusting to the animal, the more spiritual the animal, the more pronounced the feeling. As a magical animal, the macaw's spirituality is obviously higher than that of ordinary animals, so it is not surprising to have such a reaction.

Xifa suddenly thought of a way to use the negative influence.

He opened the cage and threatened, "Go in by yourself, or I'll put it on your head!"

Sifa shook the glove in his hand.

The macaw tilted its head, not knowing why. Cifer laughed, took off his glove, and threw it at it.

"My God, it turned out to be it!"

The spirituality of magical animals made the parrot immediately discover that the disgust came from the shadow gauntlet.

It dodged in a hurry, but was caught by Xifa. Seeing Xifa picked up the glove, the macaw screamed: "Let it stay away from me, my God, how can there be such a disgusting thing in this world."

"Shut up."

Xifa stuffed it into the cage, and patted the glove on the cage: "If you stay obediently and don't talk, I can consider finding you a playmate."

"If you keep croaking like this, you won't have anything to eat tomorrow, and I'll keep him in the cage with you all day."

The parrot shrank behind the cage in fear: "You are such a devil, how could you treat a giant dragon like this!"

The parrot, which upgraded itself to a 'giant dragon' without authorization, finally chose to compromise. It closed its mouth obediently, making itself look like an ordinary bird.

Only then did Cifer put on the gloves and throw the birdcage into the bathroom.

Elk Bar.

Entering the club hall, Xifa's spirituality was touched. Looking towards the window of the hall, the musician Richard put down his violin and made an invitation gesture.

When Sifa came to the window, Richard said in a low voice: "I have received your message, and I have conducted a secret investigation. The problem is a mirror in Helen's bedroom!"

"Mirror?" Sifer looked at him, waiting for an explanation.

Richard picked up a glass of wine: "Yes, the mirror. Although I am not a historian, I am sure that it is an item from the ancient Solomon Empire."

Solomon's Empire? Quaternary items?

Xifa was slightly moved, and then asked: "Is that an Extraordinary item?"

Richard stroked his chin: "It's indeed not an ordinary thing, but it doesn't have too special abilities. My guess is that it may have been possessed by a strong man in ancient times, and that strong man's spirituality has remains, causing it to attract spirits nearby."

"However, the spirituality on it is already very weak, and it will disappear completely in about a year or two. And the souls attracted by it are very weak souls, and they can't even be called resentful souls."

I see.

Xifa nodded slightly and said, "It's not harmful if you leave it alone."

"There is no harm, but Helen's spirit will deteriorate, and there is no guarantee that it will attract bad things. It is better to dispose of that mirror as soon as possible."

Richard took a sip of the fine wine in his glass and looked at Sifa.

Xifa came to his senses: "You want me to deal with that mirror?"

"Didn't you already investigate, why didn't you just take the mirror away?"

Richard smiled and said, "Then Helen will be suspicious and aware of my existence, and we will be endless. So I hope that it can leave Helen in a reasonable way."

"For example, you bought it."

Xifa didn't respond, and spread his palms directly.

Richard froze for a moment: "What are you doing?"

"What about the reward?"

"You are really a pragmatic person." Richard sighed, "Do you still remember the Extraordinary party? If no one recommends it, even if you go, you won't be able to enter."

"I'll give you a letter of recommendation. Is that all right?"

"Okay."

He said so, but Xifa didn't take back his hand.

Richard's eyebrows frowned: "Didn't I promise to pay you?"

"The letter of recommendation is the reward for running errands. You have to pay for the mirror, right?" Xifa didn't intend to make a loss-making business.

Richard coughed dryly and took a step back: "Do you think I look like a businessman?"

Without waiting for Xifa to answer, he continued: "I am a musician, an artist. What I pursue is all the beautiful notes in the world, which is a higher artistic realm."

"Do you think I have time to waste on worldly money games?"

Please don't put 'poor' in such a fresh and refined way!

Even if Richard said so, Sifa still did not withdraw his hand, and looked at him with slightly provocative eyes.

After a moment of stalemate, Richard sighed and said, "Okay, I'll give you one more thing."

He took out a round gold piece from his pocket, and Xifa noticed that various symbols and spiritual numbers were engraved on that piece of gold.

It's a spell!

"it is?"

"The spell of the sun path, you can speak ancient Hermes, as long as you say the word 'sun', it can be activated."

"It will emit a strong light, just like the fierce sunlight at noon. Within the range of the light, things in the realm of death, such as living corpses and resentful souls, will be purified and removed."

Richard slapped it on Sifer's palm: "Tell me, will you buy that mirror?"

"After I buy it, how should I hand it over to you?" Xifa put away the 'Sun Charm' unceremoniously.

Richard shook his head: "You can see that it's done, and then I don't owe Helen anything."

He drank the wine in the glass, picked up the violin and left.

Xifa turned to the front of the bar and knocked on the table. The old man who was taking out a bottle of wine from the cabinet glanced at him and said, "Your bounty should arrive tomorrow. After deducting the previous wine payment, there is still £2307."

"Okay, besides, I want to find some work." Xifa said, and noticed that some of the potion residue had been unconsciously digested.

Is it because of the relationship with the musicians?

It seems that his sequence is indeed higher than mine, maybe, use him as a provocative material?

"There is one."

Old Parker's voice brought Xifa back to his senses: "The commission I just received tonight is a father who is looking for his child who has been missing for two days."

Xifa was slightly taken aback: "Wait, we still accept the tracing request?"

Mr. Parker poured a glass of wine and pushed it to another hunter: "Of course it is not an ordinary commission. The client is still in the bar. If you are interested, you can go to him to find out the situation, and then decide whether to accept it or not."