Quenched long order

Chapter 124 The Disaster of the World

Pretty sharp evaluation.

Saul thought.

When Kraut untied the knot in his heart towards Naveen, he instantly showed stronger strength.

Strength not only refers to the strength of the quencher's ability, but also includes the ability to observe things and judge the current situation.

He even had doubts about Fang Nawen's voice last night. After all, the evil spirit occupying Nawen's body could also make the same sound. Then, could the quencher's ability also be able to do this.

Saul looked at Kraut, taking another look.

The clothes on Kraut's body, after being buried last night, have become dirty and not as bright as before, but his eyes are more radiant than before, without any fatigue after work, and even the dark circles under his eyes have faded a lot , almost no traces can be seen.

Is he trustworthy?Want to tell him about Stewart Island?Will he deal with me as a nuisance?

Saul hesitated in his heart.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it, Saul." Kraut said, "But I guess I can't help you too much. After all, I can't read minds. I can't know many things if you don't tell me. For example, The family you mentioned, if you don't tell me what happened and let me explore slowly, I may need more time to determine their situation."

"Another example, between me... and Navin."

Having said that, Kraut glanced at the buried pit.

"Maybe it wouldn't have been so bad if we had more communication between us."

"I think it's the same for you. If you're willing to communicate more, it might be easier. The world is dangerous, but not everywhere."

"If you will tell me, I can promise you one thing, I will never tell anyone."

"Of course, it's all up to you."

Kraut took a deep breath, then patted the dirt on his body lightly, waiting for Saul's answer.

Saul looked up at the sky, and the spots of sunlight fell from the gaps in the leaves, forming a path of light. In a trance, he seemed to return to the day when he first walked out of the mine.

"Do you know Stewart Island?"

His voice was light.

Kraut crossed his hands in front of him. He nodded slightly and replied, "I've heard about it a bit, but I don't pay much attention to it. Recently, it was reported that all the people on the island died, and an investigation team was set up for this."

Although Kraut lived in the suburbs, he often needed to go to Westwood Port to buy alchemy materials, otherwise, Navin's body would not have been preserved for such a long time.

"The situation is similar." Saul nodded, "However, I survived."

"You..." Kraut looked at Saul, his eyes widened, "...wait a minute."

What did he think of.

"If I'm not mistaken, Saul, you didn't tell the investigative team about this?" Kraut immediately noticed something was wrong, "It's strange, have you visited the investigative team?"

Sauer told what he saw and heard at the recruitment office of the investigation team.

Afterwards, he also informed Kraut of what happened on Stewart Island. Of course, many details were omitted, as well as the things he traveled across.

These contents are very long. At the beginning, Kraut replied with a sentence or two, but later, he listened carefully.

After Saul finished speaking, he took a long breath. His heart had not been so smooth for a long time, as if the words held in his heart finally had someone to talk to.

"I have a question I want to ask you." Kraut looked serious, paused, and continued to ask:
"You have escaped from Stewart Island and you have no debts. Why do you risk your life to go back? You still want to go to the gate of life? Isn't it better to find a place to live well?"

"If the situation on Stewart Island is really that serious, there will naturally be an investigation team to deal with it, and, with your current strength... although you have great potential, but, with all due respect, your strength should be insignificant compared to the investigation team .”

"Unless...you have other purposes."

With the last sentence, Kraut looked at Saul with confusion.

Saul looked down at the ground. According to Kraut, he could indeed consider ignoring Stewart Island. However, for some reason, his heart was always uneasy. He felt that the things on Stewart Island were not what he saw. Simple, as if a mysterious force was constantly dragging him, pulling him back to the island full of pain.

He had to take a step faster, otherwise, he would definitely be swallowed by that force.

"I do have other purposes, but I don't know if it's the reason." Sauer smiled, "Kraut, you make a lot of sense, no matter what, it is very important for me to find someone to talk about these things." great help."

"If you want to go back, I think you can wait for the results of the investigation team first. After all, according to you, Stewart Island still has a black mist of unknown power. The blessings in the black mist will affect everyone, and you, You can take this opportunity to find a miraculous creation with the effect of surrogate death, so that you can enter the door of borrowing life." Kraut still spoke out the next plan based on the information provided by Sauer.

"But... where can I find this kind of thing?" Shaoer thought of the library, but even if there are relevant materials in the library, it may not be possible to obtain miraculous creations through the materials.

"Either find it yourself, or buy it on the black market." Kraut's voice was very sure.

"Black market?" Shaoer suddenly thought of the information he heard at the Medal of Honor Center, that someone hunted and killed the quencher, and after taking the relics, they sold them on the black market.

"This kind of thing is a treasure. Even if it is sold in a store, it is a sky-high price, and..." Kraut spread his hands, "...at least I have never seen it in any store."

"The black market won't be cheap, right? I don't have any money." Shaoer sighed. He just came to Westwood Port for a few days, where did he get the funds to buy such expensive items.

He still remembered the shield ring Kraut gave him last night. The value of this alchemy item may be more valuable than all the gold coins in his body combined.

"Money is an issue, but it's not an issue either."

Kraut walked to the tree, broke off a branch, and stuck it above the pit as a mark. Then, he touched the soft soil with a complicated expression.

"Saul, Navin, I want to observe for a few days first, and if the evil spirit doesn't appear again, I'll officially bury him."

"The matter of Stewart Island may need to be postponed for a few days."

"Wait a while, I will accompany you to see the situation of the Mance family, is that the name?"

As he spoke, he raised his head to look at Saul, and let go of the soil in his hands.

When the knot was untied, Kraut quickly got himself busy.

Sauer was a little surprised, this was completely different from the first time he saw Kraut, perhaps, the Kraut in front of him was the original appearance of Kraut.

"No problem." Saul nodded.

"I'll go back and get some things first, and change clothes by the way." Kraut stood up, patted his hands, and slapped the dirt off, "You come with me, and you will lead the way when the time comes."

……

After returning to the main house, Kraut changed into a set of clothes. Since the two of them were not much different in size, Sauer also changed. Objects are rediscovered in the pile, and according to Kraut, these are sold and used to raise funds.

However, Sauer feels that Kraut seems to be a little too familiar with him. Most of the time, he uses a caring tone, and occasionally talks in the way of giving orders. Of course, Kraut himself occasionally notices this. a little.

Sauer had an illusion that Kraut seemed to regard him as a substitute for Navin.

In any case, before the sun went down, the two set off for Westwood Harbor.

Everything seems to be getting better.

Sauer and Kraut were on their way back to Westwood Port.

As long as you cross the hill ahead, you can see the port of Ximu Port, and below, there is a post station, which provides carriages, which can save a lot of time to enter the city.

The sea breeze came from the front, carrying a familiar salty and wet smell, which reminded Shaoer of the past.

He stood on the hillside and looked into the distance.

However, the scene in front of him made him startled, and he froze in place.

I saw a very obvious thick black fog appearing on the sea level far away from the port of Ximu Port, as if a giant had drawn a thick stroke on the sea level.

On the ocean called the Oren West Sea, the water and the sky should have been the same color, a piece of azure blue, but now, in this azure blue, there is a thick black line in the middle that cannot be ignored no matter what.

With just one glance, Sauer felt himself being pulled back to Stewart Island. He knew where the black mist came from. Although he didn't touch it, this dangerous feeling was almost exactly the same as the feeling on Stewart Island.

The black mist that can wipe out the curse of the gold mine, with its strange power, traveled from the mine, from Stewart Island, across the ocean, and kept approaching Westwood Port. Until now, it finally showed its own posture in Westwood Port before.

Saul withdrew his gaze and looked at the port.

The sailors in the port seem to have stopped their work, and are still looking into the distance, looking at the ocean that nurtured them.

"What's the matter?" Kraut asked seeing Saul's delay in moving.

Before Saul could answer, he discovered the abnormality on the sea level.

"Wait, it's like... the black mist you're talking about?" Kraut thought of what Saul had said before.

"No, shouldn't the black mist be on Stewart Island?" he asked.

Saul turned his head to look at Kraut, but his eyes seemed to be looking further away, and then he said softly:

"I think I finally know why I always feel that the surroundings are very dangerous, and I need to keep working hard and constantly strengthen my strength. Even knowing that Stewart Island is very dangerous, I have to go back to find the answer."

"The disaster on Stewart Island is not as simple as imagined. No, maybe it can't be called the disaster on Stewart Island. It should be called the disaster of the whole world. If my guess is right, if you let others Development, I believe, the whole world will be shrouded in that black mist, and by then, everyone will have nowhere to escape."

As he spoke, his right hand pointed forward, pointing at the black mist that did not reveal any danger in the distance.

The black mist seemed to stay where it was all the time, not getting any closer, but no one knew when it would approach and when it would show its fangs. There was only one thing that was certain, and that was when the black mist wanted to When it comes to moving forward, nothing can stand in the way.

Kraut also felt the solemnity, he looked into the distance, recalling what Saul said.

The black mist that devours everything.

If the entire Westwood Port is covered, there are only two outcomes for Westwood Port. Everyone flees Westwood Port to find a new hometown. part of the fog.

"I'm afraid, you have been hiding your identity and not revealing yourself, which is a quite correct choice." Kraut suddenly mentioned this matter.

Saul froze for a moment, then asked, "How?"

Claude pointed his right hand at the West Wood Port, and replied softly: "Do you know how much energy and money it took, and how many generations it took to build this city into what it is today?"

"You are the only survivor, but it is also possible that you brought the black mist, isn't it?"

"If the black mist can't be stopped, the people in Westwood Port will either leave their hometowns, or try their best to solve this disaster, what do you think..."

Having said that, he looked Saul up and down, and then continued.

"...Do you think you can prove that the black mist did not follow you? If you can't prove it, then why don't the people in Westwood Harbor try and hang you on the execution ground to save themselves? What about the cities we live in?"

Kraut's tone is getting lower and lower, as if this is something that is bound to happen. At that time, no matter what the situation is, as long as he, the only survivor, exposes himself, he may be treated as a material to stop the black mist .

"So...that's it..."

A complicated smile appeared on Shaoer's face. At this moment, he seemed to understand himself, but he also didn't understand why he was so vigilant, as if... It was because of this that he was able to come to this day and keep going.

Karma seems to be reversed at this moment.

People in different worlds naturally have different default solutions to disasters, but once disasters push people to a desperate situation, at that time, no matter how civilized people are, they will take off their masks, desperately, and try their best to make them Survive yourself.

And killing him is undoubtedly a method that will not be missed. After all, he will die anyway, why not try this method that can be done?
The answer is obvious.

Danger is everywhere.

From disasters, but also from people.

"Fortunately, fortunately, you didn't say anything." Kraut took a few steps to the side, "For the time being, we are proceeding according to the plan. If there is no way to safely enter the black fog, the ship will not be able to reach Stewart Island. Now that the black fog has appeared, I believe that the investigation team will take action soon, we just have to wait, on the other hand, if you don’t have a miracle creation for death, you won’t be able to enter the door of borrowing life.”

Then, he turned his head and looked at Saul.

"Your identity...it's better for you to be my apprentice. With my testimony, no one should doubt it."

Saul was a little surprised, and he replied: "Kraut, you helped me to this extent...why? This kind of thing is also very troublesome for you, right?"

"Because you didn't cover the soil last night." Kraut's answer was straightforward.

"Huh?" Sauer didn't react for a while, he thought for a while, and suddenly realized that Kraut is a quencher, and he is a high-level one. If he takes the opportunity to kill him, he will probably leave a relic, and the effect is probably not bad. .

Is that so... I really didn't think about such a thing...

Saul put his right hand on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)