The Devil Inside

Beckett said with a sigh as he thought of the recent events.

Han Solo was stunned.

Seeing him like this, Beckett realized that he had said something wrong: "Are you shocked? Uh... You only need to have heard about this matter, but don't tell anyone else... The project that Professor Trigg is working on has the highest level of confidentiality. What I just said is actually suspected of leaking secrets."

no……

What happened? How did he discover it?

Han Solo recalled the scene of that day. He seemed to have only said "let him study it", but did not say to give him the results!

He said, "You mean to praise nature? I heard from Butler Ross."

"…How did Butler Ross know?"

Beckett was shocked.

It was said to be top secret, how come even someone who had just arrived in Arendelle knew about it?

"While Trigg was refining the medicine, Butler Ross was watching from the side."

"Is that so... The Darkwood family once sponsored Professor Trigg. Perhaps because of this, Trigg allowed Butler Ross to watch. This is a gifted potion, one-of-a-kind. It is an honor to be able to witness it! Haha, Professor Trigg doesn't seem to be as bad as the rumors say."

Is it unbearable?

"What's wrong?" Han Solo asked.

Beckett shook his head. "It's just some rumors! Professor Trigg has bad behavior and is said to have had affairs with many female students. Many people in Arendelle's upper echelons are dissatisfied with him. But now is different from before. If he can really make a gifted potion, then his previous actions were not mean, but romantic. People can usually tolerate the moral stains of geniuses. In this world, truth is the most valuable."

Chapter 67 #067 Back Water

That old fellow Trigg is a bit shameless.

But it doesn't matter.

To refine the [Praise Nature] series, one needs to use the "Devil's True Blood". The rare and above potions in this series must also be made from the blood of the Time Demon.

If Trigg's level was high enough, he should be in a state of panic now.

He would definitely not be able to tell the true identity of the "super-effective wall-breaking agent" that penetrated the outer shell of the "Ancient Oak Heart" and caused the substances inside to precipitate out.

Even if he tried to find a substitute, he would end up with nothing.

There are crafting tables and synthesis tables in "Yellow Hair Simulator", and Han Solo knows how to make other "talent potions".

Several of these were easy to make, but Han Solo had ideas that he kept secret.

The most important thing now is to evolve the seal to the "rare level"——

The information on the panel has changed:

[Your 'Tundra Weaver Mother' has been nourished and has undergone strange changes. ]

【You gain an incomplete skill. 】

[Future Market (Unfinished): When you receive fatal damage, you can overdraw your good luck to avoid this damage. After you have mastered this skill thoroughly, you can transfer the bad luck you hold.]

no doubt.

Excellent skills.

The value of avoiding a fatal injury is unquestionable, and the cost of just becoming unlucky is completely acceptable.

The manifestation of "overdrawing good luck" in "Yellow Hair Simulator" is that the luck value becomes a negative number and obtains the DEBUFF "bad luck".

If any probability event occurs, the judgment will be significantly revised downward before settlement.

The "Future Market" cannot be launched again until the "bad luck" is eliminated.

but.

Han Solo can let the "Greasy Moss Cloth" carry bad luck, and feed it to a lucky person, and then the bad luck on him can be quickly transferred.

This method can only be unlocked after the imprint is fully evolved. Now we need to save someone, it's urgent.

The room was silent.

Han Solo didn't say anything, and Beckett was also silent. Suddenly, a hundred-eyed terrier came out of the wall and hit Beckett's chest.

Immediately.

More messengers appeared one after another, touching Beckett one by one, delivering the same message.

Beckett's face was full of excitement, and he said, "It's all news about Director Tibbers' death!"

Han Solo sat on the couch: "What did they say?"

"Most of them just reported the situation, but a few made it very clear - Director Tibers died of illness due to overwork! The farewell ceremony will be held tomorrow morning, and I will be invited to attend."

Beckett looked confused again.

He pondered and asked, "Han Solo, did you do it... cleanly? Why did it become a disease caused by overwork?"

Han Solo shook his head: "I cut his head off."

"This……"

This is very strange!

Ignoring Beckett's doubts, Han Solo added: "But this is nothing surprising. All I can say is that what Tibbers said before he died might be true."

"What did he say before he died? What did he say?"

Han Solo said calmly: "Tibers said that the 'Ancient Sin Demon' would not let me go, and the 'High Priest' would definitely avenge him. I didn't understand and didn't ask, I just killed him anyway."

Beckett was keenly aware that this matter might not be simple.

He is one of the six committee members, but he is not in charge of security after all, and is not sensitive to the "High Priest" and the "Ancient Sin Demon".

He said, "The body is torn apart, but they insist that it is caused by overwork... I think there is something fishy going on here. The High Priest and the Ancient Sinful Demon? I will take care of this matter, so you don't have to worry about it."

It’s best not to worry.

Han Solo didn't really want to be in charge.

The Knitting Society was destroyed, Tibers died tragically, and he could no longer be sure whether the big event "The Devil Comes to Arendelle" would happen again.

Ever since helping Rachel out of trouble, things in Arendelle have been full of uncertainty. Adrian was originally going to participate in the "Brave Selection" after the new year, and no one knew who would replace him as a candidate.

In "Yellow Hair Simulator", there are obvious signs before the "devil comes":

A heavy snowfall that came many days early;

A flu sweeps across Arendelle.

Only if these two things happen can Han Solo see the clues and take action.

Before that, you need to lay a solid foundation.

There is still a lot of room for improvement in his current level. The stronger his ability is, the more relaxed he will be when the time comes.

"There are three major events in Arendelle right now. The first is the death of Director Tibbers. The second is the secret hidden in the Knitting Club. The third is the 'Gift Potion' that Professor Trigg is researching."

There was silence before Beckett spoke.

He crossed his legs, untied his tie and threw it on the coffee table. "Oh, there's a fourth thing, which is not a small thing either - Master Adrian is missing and suspected to have been murdered! Speaking of which, two of these four major events are related to you... Han Solo, don't be a disaster!"

in fact……

All four things are related to him, call him Conan.

Han Solo remained calm: "What you said really doesn't make sense. I was a victim of the Knitting Club incident, and I almost died there. As for Director Tibbers... Mr. Commissioner, is this a bad thing for us?"

"Haha! You're right, you're a lucky star!"

Beckett smiled.

The revolutionaries actually said that Tiberius was "ill due to overwork"?

Beckett felt great that he had killed a board member without causing any trouble!

At this moment, another tabby cat came flying in the air. Beckett exclaimed, "Whose messenger is this?"

It's Leila's.

The tabby cat dove into Han Solo's body, and Leila's cheerful voice rang out: "Hello, hello, hello? Are you there? Come to Rachel's house quickly, there's something big going on!"

Han Solo frowned.

What's going on? I'm so irritated.

Beckett looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"…Lila called me."

"Mr. Brave? Then go!"

Han Solo stood up and said, "I'm leaving now. Call me if you need anything."

……

……

As he watched Han Solo leave, the smile on Beckett's face gradually faded.

Tibers is dead, a good death!

However, in this way, Beckett lost his most important backer on the board of directors. With the election of six members approaching, he could no longer get the support of the Revolutionary Party, and he might not be able to keep his position as the logistics support committee member.

but……

It doesn't matter.

Beckett still has one year left in his term, and since there is no hope for the next term, there is no need to consider the faces of all the directors.

The profits distributed to them have always been the bulk. Now, they can consider investing in other areas and find a way out for themselves.

He opened the drawer of his desk and took out half a gray feather.

Use mana to ignite.

The gray feathers burned and turned into strands of black hair, entangled on his index finger, leaving fine black lines.

Soon, the black lines also disappeared under the skin.

at the same time……

A figure suddenly appeared in the air. It was a tall woman with short hair.

She had a pair of deep blue eyes. She bowed and saluted with a teasing expression on her lips: "Mr. Beckett, you have finally made up your mind. You are welcome to join the Thieves Guild."

Beckett asked, "The Thieves Guild? Aren't you the one serving the Lady of Night?"

"The Thieves Guild is the Lady of Night's backyard."

"I see……"

Beckett crossed his fingers and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him: "What can I get?"

The woman smiled and said, "What can you do?"

"I am Arendelle's logistics support committee member. You can assign me tasks. I believe that with your level, you can fully explore my abilities and let me make due contributions to the organization."

"The time starts from now. Within one year, you will have a combat capability of level 12; within three years, level 15."

Beckett raised his eyebrows!

Twelve levels in one year, fifteen levels in three years?

The Thieves Guild is so arrogant! Even the "Grand Duke's Knights" of the Principality of Zethlia can only upgrade at this speed!

Chapter 68 #068 It's the Smell of Han Solo

District 3, Rachel's villa.

As soon as Butler Ross entered the room, he saw a beautiful blond woman sitting on a chair. Although she had taken good care of herself, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes still revealed the cruelty of time.

This is——

The head maid of the Marquis's Mansion, Ms. Adela.

Ross straightened his appearance subconsciously.

To be honest, he was a little afraid of Adela.