My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

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just now.

Adrian, who came in on second, saw this scene as soon as he passed the portal. He opened his lips slightly as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.

The one being carried...is he the fortune teller?

"Hmm... Magical." Naeus couldn't give it a very high rating, and the hand that was holding someone even shook a few times.

With his sudden action, a certain guy was like a floating piece of thin paper, swaying from side to side and looking like he had no flesh.

* Is this some kind of liquid creature?

This thought popped up in Naeus' mind. After a moment's silence, he carefully put the person down and raised his hand to block the "thin paper". If he landed on the ground... he shouldn't fall down?

However, as soon as the guy's feet touched the ground, he seemed to have a last burst of energy and nothing happened.

"Sibao! Why did you suddenly appear here? It's a bit scary to see you when I turn around!"

The person in front of him was complaining as if nothing had happened, and his relaxed reaction made the hand that was intended to serve as a guardrail for him seem particularly uneasy and awkward.

Naeus calmly retracted his hand and put it behind his back. He coughed twice and said, "My mission location is here, so of course I will be here too... As for you."

He paused for a moment, and his eyes couldn't help but look up and down at the guy in front of him, and he also glanced at Adrian who was following behind him.

"Where have you been fooling around these days?" Naeus asked calmly.

Adrian and Naeus, a colleague who was in a different mission location, were relatively unfamiliar with each other, but no matter what, the skeleton wearing a crown in front of him... was definitely better than him.

He did not interrupt the conversation between the two, but just watched silently from the side.

"No, no, I was just invited to visit the Player City." Galan waved his hands hastily and recounted his experiences during this period without any scruples. He spoke very lightly, as if the prisoner was not him.

“…Are you really not hurt?” Naeus narrowed his eyes slightly and asked tentatively.

"Well, it doesn't matter. You won't die anyway!" Galan grinned at the person in front of him, and then as if he suddenly remembered something, he asked, "Where is Sanbao?"

Naeus's eyes slowly moved to the back, his arms folded in front of his chest, and he replied helplessly: "He's slacking off in the back, go find him."

"Fishing... is that something you can say?"

"Well, go ahead." Naeus nodded slightly, raised his hand and patted someone on the shoulder, then left.

Galan turned around slowly, stared at the man's back as he left, frowned thoughtfully, turned around again but restrained the expression on his face.

"Let's go, Adrien."

"..............."

Behind the two men, Naeus stopped unconsciously, turned his head to look at the figure that was getting farther and farther away behind him, and "suspicion" emerged in his mind.

"How on earth did he do that?"

Naeus recalled the mission he was assigned in another dimension. Before leaving, his ally, the "Undead Leader", had revealed something about Galan to him.

As he was in such a hurry during this period, he did not think about it carefully. When he saw this guy again, he remembered what he had said to him before.

"That subordinate of yours is weird."

"His behavior...his lack of combat experience made it impossible for him to survive."

"How did he survive...from Ceris?"

"He saved me, there's no way Ceris would let him go."

This is a casual conversation between the recovered Undead leader and him. Although he has lost all his subordinates, this does not reduce his value to Naeus.

Especially this person, who was rescued by that guy.

It was also because of this incident that the Undead Leader later formed a close cooperative relationship with the Netherworld Legion...

Naeus seemed to realize that Galan seemed to be hiding something from them. He even asked 303 who was staying in the underworld with him, but that guy obviously knew there was a problem.

* But no one exposed it.

* The same is true of Naeus.

At this time, Galan, who had just found 303, quietly groped his way behind him.

Seeing that the guy with his back to him seemed to be unguarded, he took advantage of the situation and patted him on the shoulder with his paw, intending to scare him.

It's a pity that 303 had already noticed someone behind him, and he didn't even need to turn his head to know which guy was itching for trouble.

Besides him, who else in the entire Undead Army dares to play like this?

"Hmm?" Galan frowned in confusion. Why didn't this guy react at all? Was it because his ability to scare people was too poor?

"Heh...what? Are you starting to attack from behind again?" There seemed to be a hint of helplessness in 303's tone.

Hearing this, Galan couldn't help but shudder all over, and quickly waved his hands to explain: "Ah... That's not the case, I just suddenly became curious about what you were doing, so I came to see you."

303 sneered, then raised his eyebrows and asked with a faint smile on his face, "Take your little zombie guard with you?"

Adrian, who had been following silently from behind, seemed to hear someone calling him, and he tilted his head in confusion.

"His name is Adrian, right? I remember his partner was supposed to be Calamity. Is this a temporary mission?"

"That child insisted on following me... I couldn't do anything about it~"

Galan spread his hands in a helpless manner, indicating that this matter had nothing to do with him. Although he still felt a certain sense of guilt towards Adrian, he didn't want to do anything too excessive.

After all, I almost killed him before... and it's good to have more helpers~

Adrian was about to say that this was really a mission, but he swallowed the words back because he recalled that it would be better not to reveal this matter.

If he knew that I was actually commissioned by the king, he might quarrel with him...

Adrian still didn't take the previous life-and-death duel seriously. For him... it was not a serious matter.

"Come on, I heard that you and Wang had a fight... Why did you suddenly come to me? Are you here to ask me to plead for you?" The corners of 303's lips slowly stretched into a playful arc, as if he was expecting his answer.

"Oh, is this matter very important... How come it seems like everyone knows about it..." Galan murmured to himself, subconsciously curling the hair beside his ears. If he had to say it, it seemed that he was really too impulsive at the beginning?

Then for him, there is really no need to consider himself so important...There are corpses everywhere under the king.

Isn’t it a very normal thing?