Lex quickly blinked his eyes twice, which was his switch to turn 'Spiritual Vision' on or off.
He instantly saw Bridge's etheric body and astral body; the former was more distinct, while the latter was blurrier.
Bridge's etheric body had a normal color, but the color of his digestive System was dim, indicating that his digestion had not been very good in the past few days.
Regarding his astral body, it showed a more obvious red color, which indicated that he was somewhat excited at the moment. Was it because of his identity as a bounty Hunter?
Combined with the information the Bartender just provided, this man was indeed eager to seek protection, and he had indeed gotten himself into quite a bit of trouble.
Learning Spiritual Vision and seeing the aura colors was secondary; the main purpose was to be able to directly see ghosts and vengeful spirits. Such things are never lacking in the mystical world.
Now, Bridge slightly restrained his excitement and took out an iron box from his in my arms, placing it on the table.
He opened it, and inside lay a fingerless glove. It was dark in color and simple in design, but staring at it for a long time gave one an unreal feeling, as if it were just a shadow.
Bridge picked up a glass of wine from the table, took a sip, and said, "Since Sanchi introduced you, you should know what it is and what its purpose is, so I won't elaborate."
"650 pounds, that's a very fair price, isn't it?"
"If I weren't in urgent need of money, I wouldn't sell it so cheaply."
Lex nodded gently. In fact, it was his first time encountering a Beyonder weapon, so he didn't know if the other party was overpricing it.
However, as the son of a baron, he had his own private savings and often carried no less than five hundred pounds in banknotes.
So, this price was completely acceptable to him.
Just as he was about to buy it, he heard Bridge say, "However, I have another way that allows you to buy it at a lower price."
He held up three fingers: "Three days. If you protect me for just three days, you can buy it for 150 pounds."
Money was not an issue for Lex, and Sanchi had reminded him that Bridge's trouble was significant. Having only recently become a Hunter, he didn't want to get involved in too much trouble, so he took out the banknotes he had, counted them, and placed them on the table.
"I'm not used to protecting others, so I choose to buy it in full. Here's 450 pounds; I'll give you the remaining 200 pounds tomorrow."
"If you're not at ease, then wait here for a moment. I'll go out and come back?"
Bridge's face could not hide his disappointment. He shook his head: "No need. I trust the best Hunter in Town won't covet a mere 200 pounds."
"What a pity. I thought we could get along well. Won't you reconsider? Just three days. After three days, I'll take a boat and leave. It's a good deal for you."
Take a boat? That sounded like he was planning to flee the country. But Enki Town's dock couldn't accommodate large ships, unless it was a black ship, the kind involved in illegal activities.
Lex pondered as he pushed the money over: "Your suggestion is very appealing, but I'm not short on money. If it can be solved with money, I don't plan to use other methods."
He took the iron box containing the gauntlet and put it on directly: "Tomorrow night, I will pay the remaining balance. If you're not here, I'll give it to Sanchi. Don't worry, he wouldn't dare to have any ill intentions."
Lex patted the gun holster under his armpit. On Kingston Road, a pistol was truth, and fists were assurance.
Walking out of the card room, as he passed the bar, the Bartender whistled: "How was it? Smooth?"
Lex nodded slightly: "It was alright."
Sanchi leaned forward and whispered, "There's a job. Do you want to take it? They specifically designated you as the priority target. If you don't take it, they'll consider other Hunters."
Lex was a little surprised and asked, "What job?"
Sanchi took out another small notebook, flipping through it: "In three days, a black ship will arrive at White Beach. That involves a transaction. The client is one of the parties to the transaction. He feels a bit weak in strength and intends to increase his manpower to prevent accidents."
"Specifically, if you confirm you'll accept, I'll arrange for him, or his agent, to talk to you in detail tomorrow?"
"Hmm, the reward is 300 pounds, with additional remuneration based on the severity of the incident if an accident occurs."
Tomorrow? I'll happen to be coming over tomorrow anyway, and I also need to get familiar with the work of a bounty Hunter. It's perfect; it can help me better roleplay as a 'Hunter'.
"Alright, see you tomorrow night." Lex agreed decisively and left the bar.
When Lex woke up the next day, he saw his mother watering flowers in the garden. Even now, he still felt a sense of unreality, finding it hard to associate this gentle woman with a Beyonder.
His mother was actually a Beyonder, and she studied with members of the Abraham Family, a Family that was once the first noble Family.
What kind of Family was the Abraham Family exactly?
Lex knew that in this world, knowledge is power! The more knowledge one possesses, no matter in what aspect, the more it will truly help oneself.
And the knowledge he currently possessed was still too meager.
Suddenly, he remembered that he still had one use left for the message board in his 'mysterious book'. He immediately raised his hands and silently chanted the incantation.
"All-Knowing Eye."
"God who overlooks all things."
An indescribable feeling emerged. The colors of the surroundings became vibrant and bright, the floating dust solidified in the air, a heavy feeling came from his hand, and the faintly glowing illusory tome gently landed on Lex's hand.
Lex glanced at the pocket watch on the table. The hands on the pocket watch had stopped, confirming his guess. Every time he summoned the 'mystical book', time would completely stop.
He opened the cover and found that the replies to his previous message had increased.
'Number 160809145813508: So many people choosing Seer. Finding any method to *** counter a Thief is *** more reliable than a Seer.'
So many asterisks, is this information shielding again? How can I increase my knowledge authority? I want to get more information.
'Number 160809145813508: Speaking of which, the Prisoner pathway is actually very suitable for System Transmigration, although '
'No_Words: The pit of the Prisoner is cassava'
Cassava? What is that? A Vegetable?[1]
'No_Words: Then I definitely recommend Assassin (Sequence 7 Witch), Apothecary (), Planter () - choose one of three!'
Lex felt the muscles on his face twitching. Assassin, it's Assassin again. However, this Reader also offered two other choices, but unfortunately, he was already a 'Hunter', so he could only disappoint his expectations.
Besides these replies, the Reader's message below had also been updated:
'Number 20210517202131878: A true man should become an Assassin.'
You guys are really fixated on Assassins. Lex rubbed his chin. Already numb to this pathway, he continued to read.
'Number 20210517202131878: Sequence 9: Hunter. An excellent tracker, an outstanding trap expert, a superb killer.'
[1] Chinese pun with the words sound... Cassava and Mother Tree