Chapter 164 Daly's Probe

Going out to buy a dictionary at night, in a city where the situation is a bit chaotic, and wearing the appearance of an Intis, it is indeed more dangerous... No, you can't wear this glove all the time... Danis was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly He raised his hand, untied the glove, and tried to take it off.

Just in the middle of this movement, he suddenly stopped, looked at Anderson, glanced at the black glove on the other's left palm, and put the glove back on with a dry smile.

"I think that in the Southern Continent, here, the most important thing is one's own strength." Danitz added with a half-smile.

Anderson's expression didn't change at all, he still stroked his chin and said:

"Then what are you going to do?"

Danitz pointed to the stairs and said:

"I'm going to go to the hotel owner and borrow his dictionary. I don't think he won't teach his children Dutan."

"This is a way of thinking, but even if there is a dictionary, you can't learn it in a short time. Even if you only master a small amount of vocabulary, it is quite difficult. After all, this and the language of the Northern Continent belong to two systems." Anderson said, "Or Let me give you a solution, your captain should have taught you some ritual magic in the field of 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom'?"

"Yes." Danitz nodded without thinking.

Anderson clapped his palms together and said:

"Then I can teach you a new ritual magic. By praying to the 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom', you can gain the ability to understand, recognize and write Dutan within a week."

Danis shook his head without hesitation and said:

"I believe in the 'Lord of Storms', not the 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom'. Some of the previous ritual magic can be responded to because of the captain's relationship."

Having said that, he glanced at Anderson:

"Aren't you born in Segal, grew up in Julenburg, and were classmates with the captain?

"Then you should also be a believer in the 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom'. Isn't it more appropriate and effective for you to hold that ceremony?"

Anderson shook his head and smiled:

"Also believers, there are only a very small number of people who can really get a response."

He seemed to think for a while and said:

"The best way is to ask the pastors and bishops of the Church of Knowledge to help them make some spells. Well, I remember that there are some missionaries from Lemburg in Port Behrens. Why don't we visit them tomorrow..."

Danitz was about to answer "Yes", when he suddenly showed a suspicious expression:

"I always feel that you seem to have a conspiracy..."

Anderson's expression froze for a moment.

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On the airship, Klein was wearing a seat belt, covered with a blanket, leaning against the back of the chair, and fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, the night outside the window was dark, the lights on the ground were sparse, and the scenery seemed to be moving slowly but quickly, everything seemed so peaceful and peaceful.

After an unknown amount of time, Klein suddenly woke up and moved his neck.

——Because he was wearing the "death knell" with him, he drank a lot of water and was woken up by the swelling in his lower abdomen.

Lifting up the blanket and unfastening his seat belt, Klein covered his mouth and yawned, then walked outside the lounge to the bathroom in the corner of the hall.

After quickly solving the problem and washing his hands, he just turned around and walked out of the bathroom. When he returned to the hall, he suddenly saw a figure.

The figure stood in the dim light, wearing a dark robe, blue eye shadow and blush, at first glance, it looked like a shadowy ghost floating out of the morgue.

Ms. Daly... Klein undoubtedly knew the other party, and immediately reacted in shock.

Daly took a few steps, looked up at Dwayne Dantès' face, stopped at those eyes, outlined a smile and said:

"Your eyes and temperament are very similar to a friend of mine, especially the eyes."

Klein immediately pretended to be relieved, laughed and said:

"Ma'am, if we switch genders, it's standard pickup."

Daly didn't look away, and said with a smile:

"No need to change, gender does not change the definition of this behavior.

"If at any other time,

If I talk to you like that, I'm really trying to trick you into bed, all the way to church.

"However, I don't have this idea now. I came here just because your eyes really reminded me of him."

Talking to Ms. Daly is really too much... She can't take the initiative, otherwise, she may realize that Dwayne Dantès is not a playboy with a wide range of hobbies and a master flirt, but will be in front of attractive women An uncomfortable inexperienced person... I must take the initiative and lead the topic... Klein changed his mind and asked directly in a half-joking manner:

"Ma'am, do you like that friend?"

Dai Li was stunned for a second, raised her eyebrows, lowered her head and smiled and said:

"It's not something to hide.

"It would be great if he could be like you. He dares to take the initiative to attack women and knows how to create an ambiguous atmosphere. In that case, we might even have children.

"Unfortunately, he is a conservative person. When chatting with me, he will only talk about business and experience. If you give him a little hint or make some exaggerated jokes, he will behave very uncomfortable and always make excuses to leave. He looks old. My hair is not maintained well, and my memory is poor. I can even forget my birthday. When I think of him, I get very angry, and I wish I could just push him onto the bed and tie his hands to the railing at the head of the bed..."

Klein looked gloomyly at the top of Daly's head, and interrupted the other party's words with a sigh:

"Ma'am, you talk too much."

Daly raised her head, said with the same smile as before:

"I thought you'd talk about this in depth."

Klein laughed and said:

"Then why didn't you put those ideas into action? It can be seen that you are not a woman who only talks."

Daly let out a "heh":

"you guess."

Immediately afterwards, she nodded:

"Thank you for not calling me harassment."

While speaking, she turned around and returned to the large lounge where the "red gloves" were. Klein raised his mouth slightly, shook his head and walked towards the cabin where he was.

Arriving at the entrance of the large lounge, Daly, whose eyes fell on the floor in front of her, suddenly saw a pair of lace-up leather shoes.

Her gaze moved up accordingly, and Leonard Mitchell with black hair and green pupils was reflected in her pupils.

Leonard glanced at the lounge where Dawn Dantès entered, and said in a low voice:

"He has a lot of secrets, it's not that simple."

Daly smiled lightly and nodded:

"I know."

After finishing speaking, she walked past Leonard Mitchell with ease and walked into the large lounge.

After walking a few meters, she slowed down and lowered her head slightly again.

Leonard still stood at the door, watching the elongated shadow cast by the light outside, and exhaled slowly and silently.

In the small lounge, Klein stood by the door, raised his right hand, and rubbed his temples on both sides, like a statue.

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City of Silver, Berg's house.

Derrick sat on the stool, gnawed on the bread baked with black-faced grass powder, and carefully listed in his heart the things he should do but didn't do recently:

"I haven't asked about the information about the 'trick monster' that Mister 'World' needs... Sequence 5 vampire's extraordinary characteristics are still not enough... There are only three friends, not enough... The matter of the former chief's mausoleum is only There is a little clue..."

As thoughts flashed one by one, Derrick filled his stomach, took off his shirt, took out an open container polished by stone, and used the viscous black liquid inside to smear the bruises visible to the naked eye.

Although only black-faced grass is edible around Silver City, there are not only plants of this kind. There are many kinds of them, strange and strange, relying on various abilities to survive and reproduce in an environment where there is no sun but only lightning and darkness, and Silver City One of the traditions is to select different plants and match them with the corresponding organs of monsters to make various ointments, which are very effective in treating most injuries and diseases, so that most residents will not lose their lives due to a little problem.

——This is a tradition formed by generations of "demon hunters" who have continuously simplified and fixed the magical potions, holy ointments, and essential oil formulas they obtained through potions into lower-level products!

After applying the ointment, Derrick smelled a slightly pungent stench. Just as he was about to put on his clothes, he heard a knock on the door.

His mental instincts tensed up, and he picked up the "Thunder God's Roar", a blue giant hammer entwined with lightning, and approached the door cautiously, ready to kill monsters emerging from the darkness at any time.

"Who?" Derrick asked in a deep voice.

A slightly rough voice came from outside:

"Valier."

At the same time, patches of clear light illuminate the cracks in the door and windows, this is the ability of the "Dawn Knight".

Derrick relaxed, opened the door and said:

"Valier, aren't you going to lead the team on patrol today?"

Valier is 2.2 meters tall. He is Derrick's new friend, and also the friend he recognizes the most, because Derrick often restrains his strength to a large extent, and he is a person who takes good care of his companions.

Also, it was Valer's squad that had recently patrolled the area including the former chief's mausoleum.

Valier has brown hair similar to Derrick's and has a thick beard. His favorite activity is fighting with people. Hearing this, he said with a smile:

"The 'Six-member Council' just ordered our team to avoid the area where the former chief's mausoleum is located, and this is the last place left in our patrol mission.

"Let's go, go to the training ground and do some exercise!"

The "six-member council" deliberately asked the patrol team to bypass that area? Can they open the door to the former chief's mausoleum today? I don't know what will happen... I hope there is no conspiracy on Elder Lovia's side... Derrick was startled, and suddenly had some associations, but he didn't know what he could do.

Just as he hesitated to put on his clothes and was about to go out to the training ground with Valier, a figure grew out of the dark place on the street and said:

"Derek Berg, the chief asked you to meet him in the dome."