Mystery: I'm secretly opening my vest

Chapter 41 Farming Can't Save the City of Silver 5
"The King of Heaven and Earth Tiger."

Derrick repeated it silently, obviously heaving a sigh of relief. He still wanted to become a 'light' and a 'sun' like the Extraordinary called 'Great Ancient' in Demeter's mouth.

Fortunately, the god in front of him is not the 'Gatanjae' and 'Domamu' mentioned by Elder Demeter, they are both evil gods.

"Mr. Heavenly King Gedihu, are you a god?"

Derrick's tone was full of admiration and awe. He bent his knees and bowed to Klein to show his respect.

Mr. Gedihu, the king of heaven! ?It seems that the young man in front of him is not a time traveler, so how did he know these two names?Has someone like Emperor Roselle beside him?
The corner of Klein's mouth twitched. Fortunately, Derrick was not seen by the gray mist. He changed his posture and leaned back on the chair, looking at Derrick in front of him.

"I'm not a god, and I'm not called Heavenly King Gedihu. I'm just a fool who likes to explore historical sites."

The Fool? I haven’t heard of it, but it doesn’t matter. This Mister Fool must be very powerful. Maybe he just doesn’t like the kind that leaves legends. Derrick analyzed it in his heart for a while before continuing to speak:
"Mr. Fool, I hope you can show your divine power and save the people of the City of Silver. We hope to get out of this dark place and take a look at the sun and moon hanging in the sky in the book. I am willing to be your believer , spread your brilliance and teachings, and dedicate everything to me, singing your glory with my life and soul.”

These words are very sincere, Derrick's expression is also very pious, if I am a real god, I must be very excited now, but unfortunately, I am just a Sequence 9 'Seer', even if I am about to be promoted , Klein sighed in his heart.

"I don't need your soul and blood. I believe in equal exchange, but I can give you a chance."

"In this palace, I will hold regular meetings on time. You can make transactions here, so that you can get what you want, and make you strong enough to fulfill your wishes."

Of course, the premise is that I, the leader of the cult, will not be exposed.

Derrick raised his lowered head again, his eyes were filled with frenzied light, and he said excitedly:

"Mr. Fool, what you said is just like Elder Demeter's teaching. He also often tells us that man is determined to conquer nature, and exchange at equal value. Oh, you are such a good god. I want to be the 'sun' of the City of Silver. Excuse me. Here, can I get the potion formula of the 'sun' path?"

Elder Demeter?This one seems to be my hometown.As for the potion of the sun, I happen to have it, but I can't give it to you right now.

"Everything is possible here, but not now, you should make your own transactions at the meeting." Klein replied in an extremely flat tone.

"Of course, I would like to listen to your orders." Derrick tried his best to suppress his excitement and agitation, and did not raise any objections.

"In the next two days, you stay in the room alone, but you are having a party, and I will pull you in here. At that time every seven days in the future, you will be in a state where no one is disturbed. If someone If you can’t attend, please let me know through the prayer ceremony.”

Klein knocked on the table and drew Derrick's attention to himself before continuing:
"Then based on the principle of equivalent exchange, I will give you the qualification to participate in the Tarot Club. You tell me about the history and legends of the City of Silver, and some things about your Elder Demeter. I am a person who likes to explore. Fools of historical civilization, there are very few people who share the same ideas as me, so I am very interested."

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City of Liberty, Bayam.

As one of the important colonies of the Loen Kingdom on the sea, this place has an extremely large population.They come from all over the world and have different identities, such as merchants, bards, adventurers, etc., but most of them are pirates.

Therefore, in addition to the bustling spice market in Bayam, various brothels and taverns can be seen everywhere, the most famous of which is the 'Red Theater'.

After Alger Wilson let the sailors on his ship go to relax, he went to the "Blue Wind" tavern to buy some information. His informant at sea told him that "Vice Admiral Hurricane" Chillingus seemed to accept what task.

Alger Wilson wore a brown jacket and a black hat that covered most of his face, concealing his appearance, and walked into the 'Azure Wind' tavern.

The manager of this tavern is a boss over fifty years old, named Callis, who used to be a pirate, but now because of his old age and frailty, he opened a tavern with his savings to do intelligence business.

The connections he accumulated when he was young allowed him to sit here in peace now, not afraid of revenge and robbery from others.There are rumors that Kalis has some connection with the 'Black Emperor', which has been sailing at sea for a hundred years.

When Alger Wilson arrived, the only waiter in the store was dozing off on the front table.

And Callis was still sitting in the corner of the store drinking cheap ale as usual, his nose was red from beer choking from years of drinking, and the stubble on his mouth made him look extremely sloppy.

"What has 'Hurricane' Chillingus been up to lately?"

Alger Wilson sat on the chair beside Calis, took out a 10-pound note from his pocket and put it on the table, then asked in a low voice.

Callis opened his drunken eyes and looked at Alger Wilson, received the 10 pounds on the table into his pocket, and replied unhurriedly:

"This amount of money can't buy information about a pirate general."

Alger Wilson frowned. This old guy was getting more and more greedy, but the information of 'Vice Admiral Hurricane' Qilingus was very important to him.

He threw another 10 pounds on the table and said displeasedly:
"I hope your news is worth the price."

"Of course, my reputation is very guaranteed." Kalis let out an ugly laugh, wiped his chin with his hand, and gestured with his hand, "'Vice Admiral Hurricane' Qilingus accepted I got a mission from a secret organization and ran to Backlund."

"Which secret organization? What mission?"

Alger Wilson asked immediately.

"I don't know, I just heard that the organization offered a reward that he couldn't refuse, and it was about higher-level power."

Calis gave Alger Wilson a meaningful look, and then continued to drink the wine in his hand.

(End of this chapter)