Chapter 11 Hunting

"Dear Arrods, my second question is, how did Sherlock Moriarty escape from the ruins?" Ikanser's mood was much lighter than before.

The surface of the silver mirror shimmered, and quickly outlined the picture of Sherlock Moriarty with his back against the wall, his fists sometimes loosened and sometimes clenched.

Then, Ikanser Bernard, the nearby "Mechanical Heart" deacons and captains saw the exaggerated smile of the private detective, turned around, drew their guns and rushed out.

At this moment, affected by the composition, they all inexplicably felt a tragic and passionate feeling.

The picture in the mirror jumped, showing Sherlock Moriarty holding the revolver and shooting at the altar, but it had no effect. Seeing the separated Extraordinary bullets made everyone present feel a little worried.

Then, Sherlock Moriarty threw out a key made of brass, and the altar showed signs of being polluted and unstable.

An air wave erupted, Mr. A fell to the ground, and Sherlock Moriarty rolled and ran out of the temple building.

At this point, the scene changed, and the slightly turbid Tussock River became the main background. Sherlock Moriarty and Mr. A floated in the water while looking into the air. blank.

Almost instantly, Mr. A became transparent and disappeared, leaving only Sherlock Moriarty looking around in astonishment.

"...The rescue of the Church of Evernight?" Ikanser frowned slightly, "It's a pity that he didn't mention what happened at that time in the letter, so we have no way of guessing. Did he want to sell this secret for a good price, or was he simply accepted?" Influenced, lost related memories? Also, his escape experience in the underground ruins is not shown at all, it seems to be hidden at the same time as the corresponding clues are hidden..."

He quickly analyzed it in a streamlined sentence, and then positioned reciprocal treatment as an answer rather than a risk without too much psychological burden.

Arrods doesn't seem to have the spirit of mischief today, so he can make full use of it... Ikanser was comforting himself, and saw bloody words emerging from the mirror.

With a click, he had a bad premonition, suspecting that Arrods had adjusted and returned to his "state".

The blood-like words squirmed and quickly formed a question:

"You give everything, try your best to please, but who is the object of the end?"

With a buzzing sound, Ikanser's face lost all color,

Then it went red.

The question both pierced a lurking wound deep inside him and left him overwhelmed.

If you tell who he is, his reputation will be ruined before tonight... I have already become a "legend" in a certain sense... Ikanser swallowed hard, and said in a tragic tone:

"I choose punishment."

A bolt of lightning fell immediately, but unlike before, it was no longer silvery white, and was stained with a little green.

It hit the top of Ikanser's head, causing his hair to stand on end, and it reflected the color of lightning.

He shook violently like a dice, as if he had been drugged with hallucinogenic drugs.

Archbishop Horamick sighed, closed his eyes, and whispered to himself:

"'0' level sealed item?"

When Ikanser recovered, he looked around and said:

"There is another question, where did the key that Sherlock Moriarty destroy the Advent Ceremony come from.

"Which of you will use '2-111'?"

The deacons and captains of the "Mechanical Heart" present here looked at each other, and no one responded.

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The sound of water splashing against the cabin seems to be the only sound left in the world. The sea at night is both noisy and silent.

Klein woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and saw the wooden ceiling covered with a crimson moon veil.

His spiritual intuition told him there was something out there.

Who is dating? He listened carefully, and vaguely grasped some unnatural voices.

Klein pondered for a moment, turned over and sat up, put on his gloves, and put on his coat.

With deep eyes, he took out the gold coin, bounced it up, and made a quick divination.

After receiving the revelation that there was no danger, he took out the revolver under the pillow and put it in his pocket.

After making corresponding preparations, Klein opened the door and walked out of the room, following the sound to the upper deck.

At this time, on the sea free from industrial pollution, the crimson moon hangs quietly, mysterious and dreamy.

Carefully bypassing several patrolling crew members, Klein arrived at the area where there was movement, and smelled a less obvious smell of blood.

With the help of the moonlight, he looked over and found that the former adventurer Cleves was squatting by the side of the ship and arranging something.

In the shadow of the cabin more than ten meters away from this gentleman, there are three people hiding, one is Cleves's partner, the female bodyguard in a black coat, and the rest are the children of their employers. Girls who are less than ten years old and gentlemen who are less than ten years old.

These two minors were wearing thick cotton nightgowns and woolen overcoats, and they came out in a hurry.

In the cold wind of the night, they were a little shivering, but they still squatted there energetically, looking at Cleves with piercing eyes.

Hide and seek activity? Klein joked in his heart.

He intentionally accentuated the sound of his footsteps, making Cleves and the others cast their gazes over.

"Friend, what happened?" Klein recalled the expressions of some bounty hunters he met in the Eastern District.

But he still maintains the coldness and sharpness unique to the identity of Gehrman Sparrow.

Cleves said without any change in expression:

"A private job, an unexpected hunt that is worth looking forward to."

hunting? Klein suddenly became interested.

The reason why he used Gehrman as his identity name was because it represented the number one hunter in a certain game he played in his previous life, and it was more in line with his idea of ​​hunting evil at sea.

Klein didn't rush to ask why, and pointed to the shadow next to him with his left hand wearing "creeping hunger" amusedly:

"Private work? Doing private work in front of the employer?"

Cleves, who was squatting there, glanced at the girl and the boy, and said in the same tone:

"Cecil wasn't careful enough to wake up Donna and Denton and had to let them follow."

The girl named Donna heard that she was mentioned, wrinkled her nose, raised her face curiously and asked Klein:

"Uncle, are you an adventurer too?"

uncle? Even me on Earth is at most 10 years older than you! Klein laughed and said:

"No, you can't use the word 'also'. Strictly speaking, I am the only adventurer here, and they are just bodyguards now."

He turned to Cleves and said:

"Hey buddy, what game did you find?"

Cleves looked at the crimson sea water:

"A murloc."

Murloc? This is an extraordinary creature! Although it is the lowest level, it is still quite troublesome for ordinary people to deal with. It takes five or six people and four or five guns to be sure... By the way, the scales of murlocs are very strong, and the pistol can only be used for half a year. To break the defense, you need a repeating rifle... Klein raised his eyebrows and asked:

"What are you going to do? And how are you sure it's a murloc?"

Cleves pointed to the edge of the ship and said:

"There are traces of mucus corrosion on its body surface. One to two hours ago, it tried to climb onto the ship and attack the passengers, but at that time the deck was still very lively, with many sailors and crew."

Klein took a few steps forward, and saw that the edge of the ship's side really had some traces of turquoise corrosion.

He recalled the materials he had contacted in Tingen City, confirmed the written content, and asked with interest:

"Why must it be one, not a group?"

He remembered that murlocs tended to live in groups.

"If there is a group, they will directly destroy the bottom of the ship, causing everyone to sink. Moreover, the groups of murlocs in this channel and the surrounding sea area have been cleaned up long ago, and the people of the Church of Storms like to hunt them very much. Cleves explained calmly.

That's because the murloc most likely corresponds to one of the main ingredients of the Sequence 9 "Sailor" potion... Klein stroked the revolver in his pocket and asked with a smile:

"Are you sure?"

Cleves didn't answer directly, but opened the paper bag next to it, which contained bloody pig and cow offal. This was the source of the bloody smell that Klein smelt.

"All murlocs like this kind of food and can't resist their temptation. Of course, these monsters love human offal. Therefore, in many sea legends, it is emphasized that some pig and cow offal or offal should be prepared in the galley of the ship. Canned offal." Cleves said as he sprinkled some granules on it, "and the peppercorns can cause the murlocs to get excited like smoking marijuana and lose a certain amount of balance. This will last for about a minute. After that, The murlocs who are in a state of high arousal will be very tired."

He immediately took out a wooden box from his clothes, and smeared the emerald green paste on the tips of the triangular thorns, daggers and short knives:

"The peppermint ointment popular in Pritz Harbor is a unique sweet food for humans, but in the eyes of murlocs, it is a deadly blood poison.

"In addition, I also borrowed two rifles from the sailor and made a promise not to disturb this place for 20 minutes. It cost a lot of money, but as long as I can successfully hunt down a murloc, I will pay ten times more. Ten times, or even thirty times the harvest."

As expected of an experienced adventurer, he has a very clear grasp of the weaknesses and problems of his prey... Hearing what he said, I feel that they really have the possibility to successfully hunt murlocs, even if they are not Beyonders... Low-sequence Beyonders are in front of them When it comes to traps and hot weapons, they are indeed not much better than ordinary people... There are also low-sequence Extraordinary who died in gang fights... However, murlocs are like wearing full-body armor, so they are not so easy to kill. It will be injured, but it may not be unable to escape... Klein asked curiously:

"You seem to have killed quite a few murlocs?"

"Understanding the characteristics of common sea monsters is a prerequisite for an adventurer to survive." Cleves remained silent without the joy of being praised.

When the two were talking, the girl Donna and the boy Denton squatted in the shadows, listening with gusto, thinking that it was the most interesting thing in the world.

Well, I also have to make up my homework in this area... Klein smiled and said:

"So that's the case, I didn't bother you, did I?"

Cleves put part of the internal organs on the boom, and said in a low voice:

"If you want to participate, take care of Donna and Denton so that Cecil doesn't have to be distracted."

"Okay." Klein, who wanted to watch from the sidelines, agreed with a smile.

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