franphil Chapter 273 Still looking for the Death Key?
Chapter 273 Still looking for the Death Key?
Chapter 273 Still looking for the Death Key?
With pale yellow eyebrows and an incredibly wolfish appearance, he kept muttering "captain" to himself.
You could almost tell from his face that he was Danitz, the "Flame," who had just been freed from "German Sparrow."
At this moment, it seems that Vice Admiral Iceberg, or rather the contact person left behind by the Golden Dream in Bayam, was defeated by the second mate of "Blood Admiral," "Iron" Maiviti. He himself was also severely injured by this Sequence 6 zombie and was barely clinging to life. Now he is in a hurry to report to the Underworld.
When Fors saw the other person rushing towards her covered in blood, it was already a sign of her politeness not to immediately throw a small spell at him. Even so, she still pulled Xia Er aside and kept a wary eye on Danitz, her fingers already touching the scalpel hidden in her sleeve.
"It's you?!"
"Great! Help me! Help me tell the captain—no…help me tell that dark-faced guy—to tell our captain that Old Lynn has been discovered, 'Iron' McVitie, for…for that treasure!"
Danitz recognized Xia Er, whom he had met once before. He was initially excited and wanted to approach her, but seeing Fors' wary look, he could only smile bitterly and lean weakly against the wall to support his swaying body. Considering that the other party was not short of money, he began to give his last instructions with mixed feelings.
"Cough cough, I'm about to die."
"All my savings have been converted into real estate. The documents are hidden in the basement of 13 Bayam Boulevard, and numbers 12 through 16 as well. Help me sell them. You can take most of it. I just want you to take the rest of the money to the town of Nossie, south of Intis, and give it to my parents to tell them that I've really struck it rich..."
As Danitz spoke, he felt his vision growing darker and darker, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. If he hadn't been desperate, he wouldn't have wanted to gamble on the kindness of a stranger.
"Do you know him?"
Upon hearing this, Fors turned to look at Xia Er.
"Not familiar with them."
"But five properties can fetch a lot of money, so I'd be happy to help out."
Even a Sequence 7 can accumulate five properties in about five years. He even knows how to buy houses. Xia Ai can only be described as a skilled instructor by Lieutenant General Iceberg.
He glanced at the shadow cloak on Danitz's body, chanted a few simple words, and the flesh and blood in Danitz's abdomen began to writhe. Flesh magic filled the gap in his abdomen, and the so-called fatal wound was directly erased. The only price he paid was that Danitz lost a few pounds.
"I saved your life, so asking for a house in return isn't unreasonable, is it?"
As Shael withdrew his hand, the darkness in Danitz's eyes returned to light, and a surge of joy at surviving a calamity welled up in his heart. He nodded excitedly repeatedly, while Klein, who had rushed over after hearing some noise and witnessed everything, suddenly found his steps becoming somewhat heavy.
Too slow. Klein thought to himself, "I could actually heal this injury too."
Who is this? Fors looked at "German Sparrow," dressed in the standard bounty hunter attire, and became alert again. It felt like she had been accidentally caught up in a murder case. Was this the man who had come to hunt down this unlucky guy? He looked tough to deal with. Should she ask for another house later?
"I know him."
Klein also felt something was off, but he still maintained his image as a crazy and cold bounty hunter, his posture still that of a standard high-level bodyguard (crossed out), a professional killer (crossed out), that kind of predator posture that was impossible to ignore, like an upright king cobra.
"Do as you please."
"Remember, my payment is for the apartment on the 12th."
Shael raised his hand and made a chin-resting gesture. Danitz, who had been looking at Klein, nodded repeatedly. Although he was feeling a little cold and sore now that he had recovered, he would never dare not give it to him. Besides, the other party had saved him and only took one-fifth of his wealth. What a kind person!
Danitz looked at Chael with eyes full of gratitude.
"Let's go, let's go look at the house."
Xia Er took Fors's hand and they walked naturally down the street.
Klein stared intently at Xia'er's back. He could clearly sense that this person was strange, but the other party's origins were unclear, and he had not yet shown any obvious hostility or offered a bounty, so he couldn't make a move. Occasionally, he would feel a sense of familiarity, but it would all vanish in an instant, and he couldn't connect it with anything else.
After walking down one street, Fors leaned close to Xia Er and whispered:
"That person seems to be after you; we'd better be careful."
At this point, Fors was thinking of striking first, since he couldn't give up a house that he had gotten for free. Who would have thought that someone who was just a tourist in Bayam would be given a house by a kind person?
As she spoke, she couldn't help but exclaim, "No wonder it's called the city of generosity; the people here are so generous. No wonder people say they're looking for gold at sea."
"That's Mr. World, we can't kill him."
Xia Er tapped Fors on the head. Even if he was a demigod, he couldn't just bully people.
"ah?!"
"Mr. World?"
Fors was taken aback and subconsciously glanced back, but of course she saw nothing. She really didn't expect that the gloomy and dangerous Mr. World at the Tarot meeting was actually quite handsome in real life, but that dangerous look seemed to have remained unchanged.
"How could you..."
She opened her mouth, then immediately shut it up. Yes, it's normal for Mr. Fool's followers to know more. This matter certainly can't be discussed publicly.
"What's Mr. World doing in Bayam?"
Fors changed the question.
"Who knows? Maybe they're short on money."
"Another possibility is that he also wants to become a follower."
Xia Er spoke without hesitation, leaving Fors stunned and no longer considering striking first.
"We've arrived. Go open the door."
As they chatted, they arrived at No. 12 Bayam Tree Avenue and found that it had been rented out.
"What should we do?"
"Shall we move to another apartment?"
Fors pointed to number 16, who was alone on the other side.
"Then let's change to another set."
Xia Er had no objections, and the two moved into No. 16 Fragrant Tree Avenue. Fors acted as if he had a key, and the two moved in very naturally, not looking like thieves or pickpockets at all.
On the other side, Klein and Danitz looked at each other awkwardly. Neither of them expected that they would meet again in such a wolfish way after only parting ways.
"You look pretty good."
Klein greeted him.
Danitz didn't want to talk, but given the current situation, and to deal with the continued pursuit by "Iron" McVitie, he still needed this guy's protection. "I'm actually..."
He confessed everything directly.
"So what is the treasure?"
Klein asked curiously.
"I don't know, it was salvaged from a shipwreck, a huge black iron key."
Some say it is the key to death, a key that can make a person a true god.
Danitz was both angry and annoyed. "A bunch of lunatics whose brains have been eaten by zombies!"