The window of the washroom was very high, preventing sufficient sunlight from shining in. It could only barely dispel the darkness, making everything seem gloomy.

Klein moved the Die of Probability in his right hand to the All-Black Eye, and suddenly, it shook. Then, he threw the item into the other side of the washbasin.

The milky-white die rolled a few times before finally stopping with four red dots pointing up.

Klein held back his unobvious smile and took a step to the side and picked up the Die of Probability again. He lowered his head and said in a gentlemanly manner, “You don’t wish to listen to it?

“Let’s do this. Give me an answer. 6 represents cooperation, while everything else represents a rejection.”

With that said, he threw the Die of Probability up and reached out to catch it.

The milky white die fell straight down and rapidly rolled, showing six red dots!

“Very good,” Klein praised with a chuckle.

After throwing the All-Black Eye back above the gray fog, he turned to open the door to the washroom and slowly walked to the living room.

Under Darkwill’s and Harry’s gaze, which was filled with anticipation, worry, curiosity, and puzzlement, he suddenly stopped and threw the Die of Probability out.

“No!”

“No!”

Darkwill and the owl cried out at the same time, afraid that a score of 3 points and below would happen. The latter subconsciously flew up to distance itself from the fatty who might be struck by lightning.

With a crisp tinkle, the milky-white die rolled on the coffee table several times before fixing itself at 2 points.

Just as the color in Darkwill’s face drained, the die languidly rolled and fixed itself on 4.

“For the next 12 hours, it will be relatively quiet.” Klein calmly sat down and began enjoying his breakfast which had long turned cold.

He really had a solution? Darkwill lowered his body and stared at the strange die on the coffee table.

After nearly a minute, he couldn’t help but extend his hand and throw the die, managing to roll a 6.

Just as his palm left, the die moved by itself to 4.

Sparrow actually use? Did he really sh*t and soak the die inside? Ugh… Darkwill decided

butter on his bread, Darkwill suddenly felt that with just a promise and 1,000 pounds to hire a bodyguard at this level

rest will be borne by Teacher and the others… Darkwill felt relieved when he realized

window and opened the tightly shut window to see the sparse clouds scattered across

like it had countless golden fragments scattered in it. This energized Darkwill as he felt a burden be lifted from his

the Rorsted Archipelago was no longer plagued by the cold. Life had returned to

blooming of flowers in warm spring… Klein, who had finished his bread, walked to

recite the poem that flashed past his mind, as firstly, it didn’t suit Gehrman Sparrow’s persona, and secondly, it would probably make Darkwill reflect over Emperor Roselle’s

the weather had changed. Strong winds howled as dark clouds

Even if one took a safe sea route which had been

was cruising through a mountain valley. By the sides were tall dark-blue “cliffs”

like him feel repressed. He even wished

the sea for extended periods of time can’t help but respect the

could bury a liner which was powered by both sails and steam engines, he still

would be quiet for 12 hours after the first intimidation act, but this was without any

who were looking somewhat uneasy due to the storm,

die. Take turns and do

the master bedroom, Darkwill walked to the side of the coffee table and sat down. As he stared at the die, he asked Harry, “What

flew around and mumbled, “Why am I

the master bedroom, Klein went above the gray fog and summoned the

embedded at the top

was firstly because they weren’t too far from the surrounding seas of the Rorsted Archipelago. Such an obvious and exaggerated supernatural phenomenon was easily able to attract the attention of Sea King Jahn Kottman, who shared the same domain, or the Storm Priests on the ships. Secondly, he had to conserve strength to deal

did was simple. He augmented the ship with layers of Beyonder effects, allowing it to cruise through the storm stably without any

similar to a liner which had hundreds of people on board required plenty of preparations and a complicated ritual. It was only possible by exhausting them, but to a Sea God of this domain, it was

inklings of a god… Klein sighed and threw the scepter back

that followed, the ship bobbed up and down like a leaf in the wind, but no matter how terrifying or towering the dark blue waves were, nothing happened to

4 p.m on Thursday. Backlund, Williams

Wall once again arrived

she strolled down the street and observed the pedestrians and surrounding buildings. She also took note of figures with special traits as material for her

from Feysac and Intis. Heh heh, one of them is a

the middle of Williams Street where there was an abandoned chapel. Withered vines crawled

to not waste Mr. World’s payment, Fors deliberately

the chapel without

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