MM Racing Chapter 164 Mithril: The captain will be very happy, won't he?
Chapter 164 Mithril: The captain will be very happy, won't he?
Chapter 164 Mithril: The captain will be very happy, won't he?
Inside the room, after listening to Danitz's vivid account, Lorne's lips curled into a cold smile befitting his current attire. "Good luck," he commented. "Everything is going according to our initial plan."
"Damn it, that guy almost caught up!" Danitz took a swig of his drink, still shaken. "If that wall hadn't collapsed in time..."
The play couldn't continue.
"I had prepared a backup plan," Lorne said calmly. "If something goes wrong and he arrives early, I'll just have to throw him a corpse."
Fortunately, the plan went very smoothly.
Alger was successfully affected by the "Calamity". The sudden appearance of the drunkard and the perfectly timed collapse of the wall were both manifestations of the "Calamity Priest's" abilities.
Although Lorne cannot precisely control the specific form of "calamity," he can still barely manage to disrupt a person's actions by attracting calamity.
It was precisely these "accidents" that slowed down the operation, giving him and Danitz enough time to stage the carefully planned drama of "Brando's" death.
After all, witnessing the "accidental" death of prey in front of you is far more realistic than directly discovering a cold body.
To be honest, Lorne had prepared several backup plans to deal with various emergencies. Thinking of this, Lorne suddenly fell silent. He took off his glasses, rubbed his temples, and sighed softly.
I feel like I've become a little evil.
They set a trap, manipulated people's hearts, and used a "double" to orchestrate a death, even though the double deserved to die.
No, blame this damn world!
He quickly convinced himself.
The same goes for Alger. If he hadn't been greedy from the start and wanted to team up with Danitz to hunt me, I wouldn't have deliberately set up this trap for him.
I simply gave him the "misfortune" he deserved.
In that instant, Lorne seemed to vaguely grasp the true meaning behind the sequence name "Cataclysm Priest".
Unlike normal extraordinary beings, Lorne cannot clearly perceive the process of the potion being gradually "digested" within his body due to the direct digestion of the potion.
For him, completing the digestion process was more like completing a prerequisite task in a game, fulfilling the conditions for advancement.
This also led to another problem besides the lack of corresponding insights: his skill level was maxed out, but he had no proficiency at all.
Today marks the first time he has proactively and successfully utilized the power of "Calamity".
Lorne snapped out of his brief moment of thought, his eyes sharpening once more.
"We can't delay any longer," he said to Danitz. "We need to take advantage of the time while Alger is dealing with the bounty to dispose of this body once more."
"Do we need to do more?" Danitz asked, somewhat puzzled. "Wasn't what we did before enough?"
"No." Lorne shook his head. "Tracy is a Sequence 5, very experienced. The previous treatment might not fool her."
"Bring over the materials that were prepared beforehand."
Danitz nodded and took out a bunch of bottles and jars from an inconspicuous box in the corner of the room. They contained various powders and liquids that emitted strange smells. These were spiritual materials that Lorne had specifically asked him to purchase from the black market, materials that had the effect of interfering with spirituality and confusing auras.
For the next hour or so, the room was filled with an indescribable, strange smell.
Lorne put on gloves and, like a calm surgeon, began the final touches on the "item".
He first used a special agent to cleanse all traces from the body. Then, using spiritual materials, he performed several rituals that Edwina had taught him about dealing with spirits.
Danitz watched from the side, feeling a chill run down his spine. He suddenly realized that Brando, the man in the glasses and top hat, was...
Is this really the same Brando who always liked to joke around with him?
Just by changing his clothes, he seemed like a completely different person. Cold, cunning, and unapproachable. Finally, after dealing with everything, Lorne looked at the "body" in front of him, which was now completely flawless, and nodded in satisfaction.
He still needs to complete one final confirmation step.
He took a pendulum from his pocket and let it hang silently above the corpse.
Lorne closed his eyes and began to repeat the following in his mind:
"This body is Monkey Brando."
"This body is Monkey Brando."
The pendulum hanging from his fingertips swayed slightly from side to side without any regularity before becoming completely still and unresponsive.
"very good--"
Lorne opened his eyes, looked at the result, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
The divination failed.
This means that the various forms of interference he exerted have had an effect.
If even he, the person himself, cannot get a definite result when he performs divination here, then Tracy, who is far away on the "Black Death," is probably powerless to help either.
Bayam, the Fragrant Leaf Bar.
"The Eloquent One" Misor sat alone at the bar, drinking one glass of wine after another in silence. The liquor was harsh, but it couldn't dispel the gloom in his heart.
Because of his inappropriate thoughts on the wrecked ship, Captain Tracy, upon his return, ruthlessly "exiled" him to Bayam. The pretext was that he would atone for his sins by searching for an adventurer named "Monkey Brando."
Misor knew very well that he was currently under the captain's observation and punishment. He had to complete this mission as soon as possible and make a great contribution in order to regain the captain's trust and return to the Black Death.
However, he was also filled with curiosity about this guy named "Monkey Brando." What kind of person was he that the captain would be willing to offer a bounty of ten thousand pounds?
He initially wanted to ask, but when he saw the captain's cold face, which seemed to say "keep away," he swallowed his words.
An adventurer—the captain had just encountered another accident—presumably because this adventurer tried to take advantage of the situation and harm the captain, so he was resented.
Could it be that this adventurer did something to her while the captain was injured—
Thinking of this, Misor's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he swallowed.
To be honest, he also had unrealistic fantasies about being a captain, but unfortunately, his abilities didn't allow it.
"If that's the case, then the captain and this Brando must be sworn enemies," Misor guessed.
Just as he was lost in thought, the bar owner, "Hercules" Ozil, came over with a drink and sat down next to him.
Ozil didn't speak, but leaned close to his ear and whispered something quickly.
"Really?!" Misor's pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with disbelief and astonishment.
“Absolutely true.” Ozil nodded, took a somewhat worn-looking handbag from under the bar, and pushed it over. “This is Monkey Brando’s personal belongings; the cash is now in the hands of the delivery person.”
Misor immediately took the bag, examined it carefully, and found that it contained some personal clothing.
"Is there anything else with that Monkey Brando?" he asked, quoting a detail a captain had told him.
"Yes, there is." Ozil nodded.
"That person said that this man named Brando had a cat with him, but because he was careless, he let the cat run away."
"Alright." Having sorted out the details, Misor suppressed his excitement and said in a deep voice, "But I must report this to the captain first. After all, the bounty wanted a live person, and now that the person is dead, the price needs to be renegotiated."
"Okay." Ozil agreed to his request and made a "go ahead" gesture.
Looking at the physical evidence before him, Misor took a deep breath.
He finally had a reason to contact the captain!
The captain must be very happy to hear this news!