Chapter 267 The Balance of Justice

"Damn it!"

Ken Angus immediately yelled: "Vincent, organize your people and prepare for rescue."

"Wait a moment."

Xifa quickly shouted: "Captain, please let me go, let me go back to Windmill Island alone."

"There are unknown dangers on that island, and, according to my contact with the island residents in the past few days, the god they believe in, Asturka, seems to be able to respond to believers and bring down divine punishment."

"A girl also told me that when the pirates wanted to attack Windmill Island, they all ended up disappearing, like the Manatee. I don't know what caused it, but if you guys go to the island, it will probably be with the Manatee Like the pirates in the world, they disappeared inexplicably."

"So, let me go back alone. If I am alone, the target will not be too obvious. And, only I know the address of the priest on the island."

"I'll bring Quincy back, if he's still alive."

The captain looked at Xifa seriously, nodded and said, "Okay, Quincy will leave it to you. Besides, you take this with you."

He took out a small balance from his pocket. It was cast in gold with delicate texture, like a work of art.

"This is the 'Scale of Justice', a magical item. It can set a condition that both the enemy and the enemy must abide by, otherwise they will be punished forcibly."

"For example, if the enemy is Bishop Rose, you can set 'no recovery'; if the enemy is a traveler, you can set 'no leaving'; if the enemy is a hypnotist, you can set 'mind stability'."

"In short, use it to set conditions, block the enemy's greatest advantage, and tilt the balance of victory in your favor. Remember, setting conditions does not need to be said, as long as a strong idea is enough."

"As for its negative impact, after the battle, the balance will set a weakness for the holder, and it is very likely to lose control after being triggered. But don't worry, when I come back, I will let people use divination, rituals and other methods to determine it."

"As long as this weakness is not triggered within 24 hours, the weakness will disappear by itself when the time is up." (Note 1)

Xifa listened carefully, not missing every detail. After the captain finished explaining, he thought in his heart that this was a relatively powerful magical item. Its power does not lie in being able to set conditions that are beneficial to oneself, but rather that it does not need to be said, it only needs to be given a strong idea.

In this way, the enemy does not know at all, and there will be restrictions when fighting against yourself. And once violated, it will be punished by force.

I don't know how severe the punishment will be.

"I see, Captain." Xifa took over the 'Scale of Justice' and hid it properly.

Ken gestured again, and soon the bosun came flicking up with a box. These silver-white bullets have mysterious and subtle patterns on them, and there are strange symbols on the bullets.

"The hunting bullet has a certain lethality against monsters and shadows."

Xifa unceremoniously grabbed a handful in the box, first replaced the ordinary bullets in his "Blood Praise", and then grabbed two more demon hunting bullets and put them in his pockets, intending that even if this incident ended, he would Not returned.

"Take these with you, too."

Natalie, who was wearing a men's shirt and beige trousers, came out, and Miss Pharmacist gave Xifa two vials with red and green labels respectively.

"The bottle with the red label contains first-aid medicine. As long as the person is not dead, let him drink the medicine, and it can last for at least 24 hours. The bottle with the green label is a powerful wake-up medicine. If he is in a coma, he can use it Help Quincy sober up quickly."

Ms. Pharmacist is really a good helper. I don’t know if I need to charge or not. Even if I charge, it’s none of my business. The captain is behind me

In the end, Sifer changed into the garb of the residents of Windmill Island, a dark coat with a gray and white linen shirt, paired with loose but constricting trousers, and went barefoot.

In this way, he returned to the boat.

By the time he rowed the boat to the beach, night had already fallen, and the sea surface was shone with reddish rays of light reflected by the rising red moon.

Xifa took out the 'Traveler with a Thousand Faces' from his pocket earlier, put it on his face, and then sketched a brand new image in his mind. This is a middle-aged man with a thin face, his forehead is high, his chin is full of stubble, his cheekbones are high, and his cheeks are fleshless.

He was tanned and sunburned, and short, at least a few inches shorter than Sifa, with a large, brightly colored tattoo of a bird on his chest...

After a while, Sifa opened his eyes, and he knew that he had changed into the image he wanted without looking in the mirror.

An ordinary fisherman on Windmill Island, this image is a temporary identity fabricated by him through his contacts in the past few days and by grasping the characteristics of the island residents.

With the face of such an island resident, Xifa was shorter than Mr. Rayleigh, with sunburned bronze skin, and touched Mrs. Hilda's garden mansion.

After a while, Xifa was able to see the western-style building behind a bush.

There is only a wind lamp hanging in the corridor outside the door of the building, illuminating a corner. Other places are either plunged into darkness or bathed in crimson moonlight.

Xifa picked up a stone casually, looked around, and threw it with a flick of his wrist.

The stone collided and changed direction between several big trees, and finally fell into the garden, making a 'click' sound. If someone judged his position simply from the direction of the stone, he would definitely be misled.

Xifa, who used his skill of "throwing stones to ask for directions", patiently hid in the bushes and observed the western-style buildings.

Leanna said yesterday that Mrs. Hilda had to leave in the afternoon. She was going to prepare for the 'ceremony' and needed to stay in the 'Holy Mountain' until the end of the ceremony.

Now it seems that not only Mrs. Hilda has gone, but even her maid is not in the mansion.

Sifa cautiously moved to the back of the building, picked up another stone, and used the same technique, but this time he let the stone smash the kitchen window, making a distinct, crisp sound.

If someone is in the room, they will definitely hear it and not miss it.

However, the mansion was still quiet.

"Well, if I knew this would happen, I should have brought the 'Seer's Coin' with me."

"Although divination cannot be fully trusted, it can at least give me a reference."

"Forget it, don't rely too much on divination."

Xifa quietly groped towards the wall of the western-style building. He didn't jump over the wall rashly. He climbed up to the wall carefully and checked the surroundings carefully. Soon he found an imperceptible alarm mechanism, Xifa smiled, walked on the top of the wall keeping his balance, and then jumped to a banyan tree beside the wall.

He was as light as a cat, and with the help of the branches of the banyan tree, he crossed the lawn below and landed on the balcony on the second floor.

Cifer tried to push down the balcony door, but found that it was not moving, but a window was open not far away.

After a while, Xifa turned into a utility room through the window, which was full of boxes and boxes, especially boxes, ranging from rattan boxes made of vines to simple boxes made of wooden boards. These boxes were piled up randomly, some piled up into a hill, and some even fell to the ground, causing the contents of the boxes to roll out.

Sifa shrugged his shoulders, had no choice but to stand on tiptoe, landed in the gap between these sundries, and passed by. When he came to the door, he saw that the floor was covered with photos.

They are all the 'photographs of the dead' hanging on the wall in the living room.

Xifa didn't want to stay, but one of the photos caught his attention.

It was a man, unkempt, wearing a hat, lying on the ground, wearing shorts, showing two hairy legs.

On his face, like the other dead, there is a coin pressed over the eye.

He's a ship's officer, Noah!

Note 1: This magical item was provided by "Blood Snow Weeping" in the "Magic Item Collection Building", thank you~

If you have a good idea, you can leave a message in the top post, and I will write in the items you provide one by one according to the plot!