Chapter 262 Lack of Ceremony (Subscribe to Add Updates)

Sifa's smile froze for a moment.

what happened?

Isn't this formula without problems? Why can't I be promoted to Sequence 5.

What is the problem.

Re-examining his divination statement just now, Xifa quickly discovered the problem: "I just divined whether there is any problem with the two formulas, which is too vague and not precise enough."

"I should modify the divination statement."

He took out the coin again for divination, and this time revised the divination sentence to: "The formula in my hand is not complete."

Xifa made divinations on the two formulas of "Conspirator" and "Reaper" successively, and the results of both times were the number side up, that is to say, the formula given by Raditz is complete.

Next, Xifa held the 'Conspirator' formula: "This formula will allow me to be promoted to a Conspirator."

He tossed the coin and was relieved to see the side with the wizard hat on it.

But when he did the same divination for the 'Reaper' formula, he got completely opposite results.

This happened three times in a row.

"Strange, the results of the divination show that the Reaper formula is complete, but why this formula can't allow me to advance to Sequence 5"

Xifa frowned, and after some thought, he thought of some possibilities.

"The Reaper is already a Sequence 5 thing, and the 'Seer's Coin' in my hand is too low, so I can't predict the result?"

"No, if so, it should not give a negative revelation, but an erection, and it is correct to give a revelation that cannot obtain results."

"So, is it because I haven't become a conspirator yet, and there are too many variables between the arsonist and the reaper, and it can't be divination?"

"No, the reason is the same as above."

"Um"

"I remember the watcher said that every sequence to be promoted in the later stage must cooperate with the ceremony. Could it be that the ceremony is required from the fifth sequence?"

"Radiz only gave me the formula, but didn't mention the ceremony, so I still can't be promoted based on this formula alone?"

Xifa stood up: "It should be right, if not, it can't be explained. Why the formula is correct and complete, but it can't be promoted."

"ceremony."

"Did Raditz deliberately not give the ceremony, or did he not even know it?"

"In addition, the captain went to confirm the formula, but he didn't tell me about the ceremony. They are official people, they must know more about the Extraordinary Sequence than me, and they must also know the existence of the ceremony."

"But he didn't intend to detain Raditz, so I let him go anyway. Why, 'Black Sail' internally mastered the 'Reaper' promotion ceremony, so there is no need for it. Or, the captain didn't want to scare the snake, so he let him go on purpose. Tizzy, so that he will still go to Bayam, and 'Black Sails' can spy on him, thus monitoring the 'Jagged Cross'."

"Compared to monitoring the Jagged Cross, the captain thinks a ceremony is not that important. Also, as long as Raditz is monitored, even if Black Sails has not mastered the Reaper's promotion ceremony, there are still opportunities to get it."

"such as psychics"

"Well, these are all my guesses, and I have to find an opportunity to confirm them. If the ceremony is really needed, then I have to talk to Mr. Raditz."

"In the end, divination is not a panacea. The results of divination can only be used as a reference. I can't rely too much on divination. I need to find the answer by myself more often!"

Putting away the formula, Xifa set up an altar to offer sacrifices to Mister Fool.

After building the spiritual wall, Xifa first prayed to Mister Fool, asking him to tell the 'world' that he had obtained the 'conspirator' formula, but he could first take the 'real root of the misty treant' and the corresponding juice Leave it to the 'world'.

In exchange, Xifa hopes that the 'world' can find extraordinary materials in the 'conspirator' formula in exchange, and if there is a premium, he will make up the difference.

Of course, Xifa added other materials to the conspirator's formula in order to make himself look less 'trustful' of the world.

After getting a response, Xifa was busy making sacrifices, and after doing all this, it was already dusk.

Above the gray mist.

Klein looked at the two extraordinary materials on the long bronze table.

The true rhizome of the Misty Treant is heart-shaped, brown, and about the size of a palm. The front is wrinkled, like the skin of an old man in his seventies and eighties, but the back is smooth, like a girl's pink back. It swells and contracts slightly on the long bronze table, as if it is alive.

Its juice is light green and crystal clear, and even has a minty fragrance, which looks like some kind of delicious drink.

"In this way, my magician materials are complete, and I can try to be promoted immediately!"

"Having said that, Chariot is quite generous, don't worry about me at all, worry about the 'world' hacking Extraordinary materials, do you trust me, a fool?"

"Well, it would be great if the Hanged Man half trusted me."

"The chariot needs quite a lot of materials. There should be a secret formula hidden in it, but in order to prevent the 'world' from seeing through, other materials were deliberately added."

"The compound eyes of the hunting black spider and the brain of the sphinx. They don't seem to be such easy materials to obtain. When Mr. 'Eye of Wisdom' holds a party again, I will try my luck there."

"Miss Bodyguard is also a channel. You can also try to inquire about her when you see her. In short, let's repay the favor of 'Chariot' as soon as possible."

Windmill Island.

After finishing the sacrifice, Xifa rested for a while, then left the room, went to the ground floor of the hotel, and was going to solve the problem of dinner in the small restaurant of the hotel.

In the small restaurant, there were only a few people sitting. Judging from their western clothes, they were all island residents.

Different food was placed on two of the tables, and they were eating silently.

The other two people only saw wine and small dried fish to accompany the wine on the table. They had no staple food, and they were chatting without saying a word.

When Xifa came in, several guests in the restaurant looked at him one after another. Their gazes were not friendly, but not disgusting either.

He found a corner by the window and sat down. In the afterglow of the setting sun, Sifa opened the menu on the table.

The recipe is very simple, there are not many main dishes, and the main dishes are seafood.

"What would you like, Mr. Raleigh?"

Midea's voice sounded, and the girl was still the tomboy, holding a register book in her hand, acting as a waiter in the restaurant.

She is very busy.

Xifa put down the menu and smiled, "Maybe you can give me some advice?"

Midia laughed: "No problem, I suggest you have a main course. Our family's special grilled fish is well done. In addition, you may consider a clam mushroom soup and potato bread. I think the portion size should be Just right."

"By the way, I heard from Dad that you gave us a barrel of wine, maybe you want to have a glass?"

Xifa nodded in satisfaction: "Just do as you say."

"OK, just a second."

The girl quickly wrote down the dishes Xifa wanted, and then walked towards the kitchen. When she passed by a man, the man reached out and grabbed the girl's upturned buttocks.

Midea seemed to have been prepared, she jumped away in time, then grunted at the man with a straight face, turned and entered the kitchen.

The man laughed a few times, then glanced at Xifa, and muttered, "Outsiders are always more popular, but these stupid girls will never understand that these outsiders will not take them away, they will just take them away. Take the girl to bed."

A man next to him with sunburn marks all over his face laughed and said, "Even so, they won't take advantage of you, will they, Jon?"

"Shut up."

Seefa looked out of the window, pretending that he didn't hear what they said, while thinking about it in his mind.

All the girls on this island want to leave?

That's right, just now Midea asked about the affairs outside the island, about the Kingdom of Loen. I can feel that she is very yearning for the outside world.

Who wants to stay on a small island for the rest of their lives?

But the man named Jon was right. Outsiders would not take them away. There was a strong atmosphere of discrimination against women in the sea. Some people even thought that taking a woman out to sea would call for disaster.

So nine out of ten guys who say 'I'll take you away' are trying to trick a girl into their bed

I hope Midea won't make similar demands to me. I don't want to deceive her, but it seems too cruel to tell her directly.

And, I have a job to do.

Soon, the aroma of the food made Xifa look away from the window, looking at the grilled fish on the table, the fragrant mushroom soup, the astonishing portion of potato bread and a glass of attractive red wine, Xifa His stomach rumbled.

"Please take it easy." Midea smiled back and left to light the gas lamps and candles in the dining room.

After dinner, Xifa walked around the streets near the hotel as a walk. He didn't go far, and soon returned to the hotel.

During this process, he found that he was being watched by the locals, and many people watched him enter the hotel before turning their eyes away.

Back in the room, Sifa opened the window and looked at the street below which was illuminated by street lamps.

"Sure enough, the face of an outsider is too eye-catching. Well, tomorrow, I will walk around as Mr. Raleigh, and use the excuse of selling wine to find out the street layout of the town, and prepare for the next step. prepare for action."

"Alternatively, I can hire a guide, so that the activities in the town are less conspicuous. Well, I can hire Midia, she should be willing, and I can ask her about the local beliefs."

"She is older, and her mind should not be as heavy as those men, but it feels a bit like they are using her."

"No, no, I can pay her more. It's an information fee."

After making some plans for tomorrow, Xifa took out a pen and paper and began to write a letter.

A letter to Forsi.

"Dear Miss Fors. No, we are not that close yet."

Xifa spread out a piece of paper again, and wrote again.

"Beautiful Miss Forsi, I wonder if you still remember me? I have officially joined the navy, and not long ago, I also participated in an operation to combat pirates. Unfortunately, because of the need to keep confidential, I cannot disclose those pirates to you. Information."

"Have you heard of the 'Cursed Ship' Celeste? I have encountered a wrecked sailing ship on the sea. According to the captain's description, they seem to have been attacked by Celeste. It was a Very scary sailboat, even the mere contact turned two living humans into monsters"

"I am writing to you now from Windmill Island, a beautiful, mysterious island"

After writing a letter eloquently, Xifa checked it was correct, and when the ink on the paper was dry, he folded it and put it in an envelope. After writing Forsi's address in Backlund on the envelope, he took out the metal piccolo, put it to his mouth and blew.

Invisible ripples spread in the room, and after a while, Xifa was inspired.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

buckle buckle—

The headless butler should be in the corridor outside the door at this moment. Thinking about it, the picture is really a bit scary. Xifa shook his head, and then said calmly: "Please come in."

First, a shiny leather shoe, then ironed black trousers with unusually straight lines, then a tuxedo of the same color and hands with white gloves, and finally a headless messenger like a butler walked into the guest room. Putting his hands on his abdomen, he bowed slightly to Sifa.

Always be polite

Xifa stood up, regardless of whether the housekeeper could see it or not, he saluted back, which is polite.

Then, he took out the letter to Fors and said with a smile, "Please help me deliver the letter to the address specified above."

Xifa looked at Mr. Steward's chest and above, and still reported Forsi's address uneasy.

Mr. Steward took out a small book, quickly wrote a line of small characters, and presented it to Xifa: the delivery fee is 1 gold coin.

"OK."

Xifa took out a Loen gold coin that had been prepared earlier, and handed it to it.

The butler took the gold coin along with the letter, hid it properly, then kept backing away, and finally disappeared into the door of the guest room.

After stretching, Sifa, who had nothing else to do, chose to lie down on the bed and sleep. But because it was in a strange place, and there were weird beliefs on this island, Xifa didn't dare to sleep too deeply.

Moreover, he slept with his clothes on, without taking off his shoes, and was ready to run away at any time.

I don't know how long time passed, but Xifa's inspiration was suddenly touched, and he woke up all at once.

The room was pitch-black, and although he couldn't see anything, Xifa could feel that some kind of hidden spiritual fluctuations were swimming in the air. They were like undercurrents in the sea, blending in the darkness and flowing continuously.

Xifa didn't dare to spread his spirituality rashly to contact, for fear of causing some unknown danger, he even maintained his original state and dared not move. After the subtle spirituality completely disappeared, Sifa waited patiently on the bed for a while to confirm that there was nothing abnormal, then Xifa lifted the quilt and got up from the bed.

At this time, Xifa felt something in his heart, and came to the window, without opening the curtain, just looked out through the crack of the curtain.

He saw the island residents walking out of their homes like ghosts on the crimson-stained streets. The street lights on the streets had been extinguished, but they didn't even bring a single candle. Most of them were still in their pajamas, gathering and marching on the street in a numb, corpse-like rigid posture.

When the red moon in the night sky was covered by clouds, and when the town was plunged into darkness, Xifa still didn't hear a single sound. The residents of the island were walking in the darkness, heading to the unknown side.

PS: These two chapters are not short.