Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang.

This lunch took quite a long time because of the conversation between the two.

Esther happily showed Klein her new weapon, the "Logan's Claw" with a poisonous effect.

"Wait, what are you calling it?"

"Logan's Claw!"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's because of the name of that Golden X wolf?"

"Don't tell me if you see through it," Esther replied with a smile, letting the claw knife dance in her hand, "It's really good to play this way, and it's convenient to cut something temporarily. But if I can After saving money, I probably still want to buy some long weapons."

"This is indeed quite suitable for the characteristics of your approach. But haven't you considered firearms? I think they are more deadly than cold weapons." Klein patted his gun pouch under his arm.

He has always felt that the advantages of firearms lie in distance advantage and speed. Whether it is long-range or close combat, it is easy to catch the opponent by surprise. If it is a handover of weapons in close combat, it is easy to leave more loopholes.

After all, Extraordinary people have all kinds of strange abilities, maybe there is a place to restrain themselves, under such circumstances it is too easy to send food in melee.

Esther shrugged helplessly: "I mainly think that bullets are troublesome to get. If you can't find supplements in ten days and a half months, they will easily become decorations. I don't know how to make psionic bullets myself..."

But when it comes to this, she came up with a new idea:
Maybe I could try plugging the dots in?What effect will hitting it have, forcing the enemy's wound to circulate the pain at the moment of being penetrated?Or simply bring bad luck to the other party or disturb the other party's fate?

A strange idea flashed in Esther's mind, but she didn't plan to study it in depth because she was too wronged by these offspring lodged in the hair.

Klein looked at her a little amusedly: "I always thought you were inclined to melee weapons, not only because you are used to that fighting style, but also because you think you are more handsome."

Esther's face was indeed a little red, and she admitted it generously: "Of course, this is also one aspect. The fashion value can always make others' eyes shine when they appear on the stage, so that they won't be regarded as villains!"

Klein pushed his gold-rimmed glasses embarrassingly, and adjusted his face according to "Gehrman": "That's right."

"Don't worry, with me standing by, you are not so villainous yet."

Esther sized Klein up for a moment, then added, "Probably?"

"Miss Hamel, you sound guilty."

Klein, who had re-entered the role-playing state, had sharp eyes, which made Esther laugh twice.

After finishing the lunch, which was much more talking than eating, the two agreed to meet at Rose Wharf at 45: tomorrow morning. A quarter of an hour in advance was reserved for the meeting time, so as not to delay each other.

Although the "White Agate" will be parked at the pier for a period of time, it is better to be earlier than later, so as not to miss the moment of boarding.

Just before parting, Klein tossed this sentence to Esther: "By the way, dumplings filled with taro are not as strange as I imagined. Let's eat together next time."

She felt a little bitter: "I'm sorry... If there is a chance next year, we must eat together!"

"Of course," Klein nodded lightly, "I'm not complaining, because we can meet again, and this is the best result."

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the next day.

The sun is shining through the clouds, Pritz Harbor is clearing up, and it should be good weather in the near future.

Esther woke up very early, and as soon as she sat up, she subconsciously looked at the sofa in the hotel.

After realizing her habitual movements, Esther pressed her right eyebrow hard, chuckled mockingly, and went to prepare for going out.

Soon, she left the hotel, packed two egg sandwiches with the early hawker, and then asked for directions, heading all the way to Rose Wharf.

Esther arrived 5 minutes earlier than the two agreed, so she leaned on a stake and ate breakfast, and Klein showed up very punctually, at exactly 45 minutes.

"Here you are, I bought two." As Esther ate, she handed the other to Klein.

"Thank you."

In order to maintain the "Gehrman" personality, Klein's reply is always short and indifferent, which is quite different from Zhou Mingrui's personality. This makes Esther feel more interesting, and I am curious to see how far Klein can play. .

However, Klein suddenly realized that when he was playing "Gehrman Sparrow", the biggest stumbling block seemed to be the fellow.The thoughtful look in her eyes made him even more embarrassed, and Klein had to spend more effort to integrate himself into the personality of a sea adventurer.

But when Esther stood beside him, Klein could clearly feel the difference between "self" and "role", which made his potion digestion a little looser.

He seems to have touched the edge of the "No Face" playing code.

Around nine o'clock, guests walked onto the pier one after another, heading for the "White Agate" that was moored there.

The draft of the ship itself is not deep. Compared with the "Blue Gull" which is full of cargo, it is slightly smaller in size, but compared to ordinary people, it is still a huge monster that needs to be looked up to.

Esther did not hide the excitement on her face, and curiously looked at this product between the old sailing age and the new steam age:

The chimneys pointing up to the sky are breathing a small amount of mist, the sails are gathered on the side-by-side masts, and the black muzzles of twelve cannons are exposed on both sides of the ship, demonstrating the remarkable combat power of the ship itself. On a rampant journey, this configuration is essential.

Strong and capable sailors and crew members stood on both sides of the gangway port, and many of them had guns or sabers on their waists, so that the passengers could see very clearly and they could be more assured of their personal safety.

After all, the next voyage will last for nine days, and some guests who board the ship for the first time will always be full of worries.

And some people just look forward to it.

Esther turned her eyes away from the distant scenery, and the sea was photographed on the vast skyline, so that she would never get tired of seeing the ups and downs of light and waves.

"Come on, let's board the ship!"

"Ah."

Klein followed Esther onto the hanging ladder, and also glanced into the distance.

The azure waters are always rushing tirelessly, inviting all brave souls to participate in its grand event.

-

As soon as the two of them stepped onto the deck, a man wearing a half-height black top hat and a long windbreaker walked over. Although he looked only in his thirties, his light blue eyes were serious and deep. People with many things, I am afraid it is difficult to precipitate such an attitude.

Klein smiled and said casually, "Good morning, we meet again."

Only then did Esther remember that she seemed to have seen such a gentleman yesterday when she was buying tickets, but she didn't pay much attention.

The rough-eyed man stopped after keeping a distance of more than one meter, and nodded lightly: "Crivise, the former adventurer. Dude, are you a colleague?"

When he said this, he deliberately glanced at Esther next to him.

"I thought you knew it yesterday, Gehrman Sparrow."

Contrary to Klein's indifference, Esther blinked and extended her right hand to the former adventurer: "Hamel Brook, musician at sea~Of course, this is just my little goal."

Cleves twitched the corner of his mouth, but shook hands with Esther and quickly let go: "It's good, at least adventurer is not such a beautiful profession."

Then he looked at Klein again, and it was obvious that he had observed the deliberate temperament he had created a long time ago. This was also the original purpose of Cleves coming to communicate with the two of them: "I have changed careers to become a bodyguard, and this time I am following my employer's family. To the capital of the Rorsted Islands."

He pointed to the other side of the nailboard.

Esther and Klein looked together, and they could see an elegantly dressed couple, their children, one older and one younger, three servants dressed as servants carrying various things, and two other guards. their bodyguards.

"Three servants, three bodyguards?"

"Correct."

After answering Klein's casual question, Cleves quickly turned around and went back to perform his duties as a bodyguard.

Esther rolled her eyes: "He didn't think you looked fierce, so he came here to say hello, and hope you don't cause trouble, right?"

Klein nodded, and let out a rather defiant low laugh: "It should be. I think so too."

Because they bought the tickets together, the cabins of Esther and Klein are adjacent, just next door.

Esther went into the room and looked around. Compared with the room she lived in on the "Blue Gull" before, there are more tables and cabinets fixed on the ground, but there are also no chairs. If you want to use the table, you can only sit on the bed.

The bedding on the bed is also softer and drier, with only a touch of moisture.

But the best thing about this room is that there are windows. Esther couldn't wait to move her face closer, her eyes were blurred by the bright sunlight, and she quickly pulled away again.

The lavatories and bathrooms are shared, and because there is a central boiler, hot water can be provided on board, otherwise long-term voyages will torture passengers who love cleanliness.

The siren sounded, and the ship was ready to go to the blue sea. Esther nestled by the window, watching the foaming waves come and go, and couldn't help humming a brisk tune softly. s song. *
In the next room, Klein, who was also looking at the sea view and summing up his performance in his heart, was suddenly touched by his spiritual intuition. He blinked suspiciously, and noticed that his spirituality and the sensitivity of his five senses had suddenly increased slightly.

He didn't even need to listen carefully, he could vaguely hear Esther's soft singing, that sound was more like a perception that was directly close to him, rather than passing through the wall.

Klein had a hunch that if he performed divination at this time, the accuracy would be greatly improved.

She really walked out of an auxiliary route abruptly, bard?But this is probably also because of the special connection between "Zoya" and Gray Mist, which is really surprising.

Klein chuckled, and continued to think about his plan to play the "Faceless Man".

* "Counting Stars" - OneRepublic.

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