Chương 129: Chapter 130: Little Snake: Don't Come Over Here

"It was nothing originally, but..." Lynn paused here, casting a subtle glance at Klein before continuing, "I saw that guy again yesterday. He told me that if I have the time, I should visit the Quelaag Club. There are some interesting people and things gathered there."

Yes, Lynn planned to take Mr. Fool to block Will, without any particular reason, mainly using Mr. Fool as bait.

After all, if he went by himself, he might not be able to find that little snake easily; people on the Wheel of Fortune Pathway can hide so effortlessly.

Hearing this, Klein perked up and quickly asked, "Interesting people and things? Did he tell you who or what?"

As for Lynn secretly meeting the angel again, Klein didn't mind. After all, for an angel at Sequence 2, it's easy to decide who to meet or not to meet.

Klein had prepared himself to go through numerous preparations and trials to meet the angel again.

And this time, it might be the signal from the angel. After all, the angel loves writing scripts and often appears in major events. If Quelaag Club was specifically mentioned, it must have something extraordinary.

It might be another big event... Klein muttered inwardly.

In Klein's understanding, since the angel's appearance, he has been involved in nothing but major events like the descent of an evil god's offspring or the manifestation of the True Creator. Even the demon dog they encountered later turned out to have a complicated background after some insight from Crestet Cesimir.

If it weren't confirmed that there was no interference from 0-08, I would suspect that Lynn and I encountering that Devil dog was deliberately guided by the angel. But looking at the result, maybe the angel has always been watching over Lynn, which is why the matter with the Devil dog was quickly uncovered... Klein thought, watching as Lynn spread his hands.

"I don't know. You know he's like... uh, a riddler. That's what Roselle's term means, right? I even wanted to ask him about my past, but he only tells me what he wants to say and nothing else," Lynn said through gritted teeth, maintaining his act while speaking. He then looked at Klein:

"So I thought of you. I figured as a believer of the Fool, you might have some special information channels, knowing things I don't."

Sorry, but not only do the Fool's believers not know, even the Fool himself doesn't know... Klein retorted inwardly, then said, "I really don't have any information on this, but from your tone, it seems you already have some ideas?"

"I plan to check it out. Although he's indeed a riddler, he's never lied to me about big matters. Since he suggested I visit Quelaag Club, he must have his reasons. So, I'll go and take a look," Lynn said, looking at Klein. "So, Detective Sherlock, interested in being a bodyguard again?"

"After all, I'm just a weak Sequence 8 with pitiful combat skills. If something unexpected happens, I'll need a strong person like you to protect me!"

As he said this, Lynn spread his hands with a helpless expression, clearly an experienced actor.

Klein's mouth twitched, almost instinctively recalling the brutal deaths of Rosago and the demon dog.

'In terms of Sequence, Lynn might not rank high, but in terms of combat power, it's hard to say—after all, Lynn is a pay-to-win warrior!'

'But Lynn's pay-to-win tactics often require teamwork. If he's alone, he might be taken down before he can even throw out a scroll. Lynn probably considered this when deciding to hire me...' Klein thought. He didn't plan to refuse Lynn's commission since he intended to explore Quelaag Club himself.

However...

"How much will the commission fee be?" Klein asked, hitting the crucial point. It wasn't that he was stingy, but he was indeed short of money.

"Aren't we best friends? How can you bear to charge me?" Lynn immediately put on an exaggerated shocked expression, clearly intentional. Then, as if suddenly understanding, he glanced at Klein's empty wallet and said, "Oh, it's because you're broke, right? Poor thing."

Don't think I can't see you gloating... Klein tightened his grip on his wallet, feeling his fists clench slightly.

He then said expressionlessly, "Roselle once said that even brothers should settle accounts clearly. Though our relationship is good, money should still be paid."

"I understand, I understand. It's all for survival, not shameful!" Lynn waved his hand, looking as if he understood Klein's poverty. Then he smiled and said, "If there's no combat, fifty pounds as a fee for accompanying me. If there's combat or you get inadvertently dragged into danger, we'll determine the fee based on the enemy's strength."

Lynn didn't really plan to avoid paying Klein. After all, he had already taken a lot from the poor god and didn't want to push it too far.

However... Lynn paused, then added, "But I might not have that much money, so if possible, I'd prefer to offset it with Beyonder knowledge."

Lynn was happy to pay, but if Mr. Fool chose knowledge himself, it wouldn't be his responsibility.

Hearing this, Klein was tempted. Though he wanted money, he knew Lynn had a lot of secret knowledge that ordinary Beyonders didn't, some of which might be what he needed.

Such a tough choice, forget it. I'll decide if combat happens... Klein exhaled, nodding, "No problem."

The two then discussed the details of visiting Quelaag Club, potential encounters, and shared gossip about the Beyonder world.

When they finished, two hours had passed without their notice. Lynn had also multitasked, crafting Klein's mystical item with his divine avatar.

"Here, this is the mystical item you wanted." Lynn controlled the divine avatar to hand over a seemingly ordinary revolver to Klein across the coffee table, introducing it leisurely, "You can name it yourself, but I'll tentatively call it the Devil Revolver. It has two modes: support mode and enemy mode."

(End of chapter)