Dark Demon Warlock

After returning home, Yate summoned Isodi again and exchanged his cultivation experience with her.

Although her savvy is not as good as that of Art, time and environment are more than enough to make up for it.

She is in the dark plane, killing is a part of life and a necessary means of survival, and she has to be vigilant even when she sleeps. Needless to say, this environment is so training.

Moreover, the flow of time in the two worlds is different, 1 day on Yate's side, and 24 days on her side.

Over time, what gap cannot be filled?

Now the two are communicating and inspiring each other.

The inheritance of the Son of the Night is not a fixed routine. Learning these skills is just the beginning, just like a baby bird that has just emerged from its shell. It depends on how it grows the day after tomorrow.

Isodi does not have as many choices as Art, and has a high degree of fit with the night child profession. After getting started, he officially ushered in the first period of rapid growth, and he made progress almost every day.

If Art doesn't use equipment and other skills, it will be difficult to suppress her.

After a while, I'm afraid he will be beaten by her.

Apart from joy, Yate became more and more aware of his fundamental problems.

The materials needed for the inheritance of the Nightborne profession have not been collected yet.

The materials themselves are relatively rare, and Yate didn't dare to look for them with great fanfare, so naturally he was slower.

In addition, the profession of Night Son is not an enhancement system, but a priesthood system, which requires the approval of Lady Evernight to take up the job, and he knows almost nothing about Lady Evernight, let alone let Isodi take up the job casually.

Such a demon who still maintains the original way of thinking is very rare in itself, and his loyalty to him is also high, and he was cultivated by himself. Can you not cherish it?

After 2 hours, Isodi returned to the dark world.

After consolidating on his own, Art meditated again.

Lately his focus has been on meditation.

Ms. Yue's blessing has existed for much longer than he imagined, and it has not disappeared until now.

The blessing of the dark plane has been kept, and no monsters from the dark world have been summoned.

stop for a while.

He has already realized that the previous way of promotion was inappropriate.

According to the previous model, he seems to be able to advance to level 9 in one go!

But that is the tool man that the dark blood needs, not the powerful freelancer he wants.

Still meditating instead of sleeping.

It cannot be completely replaced, but with his current physique, he only needs to sleep once every few days.

the next day.

It was cloudy again.

But this time the wind was very light, and there was a light rain in the evening.

Art thought that Moore Lane would not come, but he did not expect that he would come with Angelo Nell and Shaohui.

In his words, he was pulled over by these two people.

As for the purpose of these two people, he also has some guesses.

It can't be just for eating and drinking, nor for investigating the cause of Hugh Defoe's death, but for Art!

To be more specific, he refused to say more. To evade himself is also a guess, so it is better not to say it.

Art wanted to put some laxatives in his meal!

However, it's not that he didn't disclose any useful information, at least he knew that the two were not malicious.

Because Claire didn't come today, Art didn't make sweet and sour fish, but met Noah Godwin's request and made fish head soaked cakes.

It was still a dinner with few words.

After eating, everyone except Yate left.

Noah Godwin also departs with Prudence Somerfield's "Broken Hand."

The price is the corpse of a Tier 3 extraordinary creature.

Temporarily owed, wait for him to come back to repay.

Originally, he thought that Art would ask him to swear and ask for interest, but he didn't expect that Art actually agreed.

It made him a little moved when he left.

...

3 days later.

Sigrid Pier.

Archer Coffey finally arrived.

Moore Lane and a group of officials, merchants and nobles from Pudra City greeted him at the pier.

Archer Coffey took the Coffey family's Jr. Coffey, a steam engine ship more than 150 meters long. Although it is not comparable to the Euphemia in terms of size, it is like the difference between a yacht and a cruise ship. The former has only Archer Coffey and his party, while the latter carries nearly 4,000 passengers. The environment and treatment are completely different.

Moore Ryan and others waited at the pier for more than half an hour before Archer Coffey appeared.

It wasn't that he was arrogant, but that the Little Coffey had some accidents when it entered the port and almost collided.

However, it had little effect on him. After getting off the boat, he still greeted everyone who came to greet him with a smile on his face, and focused on shaking hands with Moore Lane, Elmer Lane and others.

Moore Lane and Claire's eldest brother came too.

It looks 4 or 5 points similar to Moore Lane.

The main reason is that Elmer Lane has a lot of weight, and his weight is at least 120kg. Even if two people are similar, there will be deviations.

After the greetings, Archer Coffey was entertained by Elmer Lane and other nobles.

The rest of the people either go to the welcome banquet together, or go home, what should they do.

Although Moore Lane was qualified to attend the reception banquet, he refused on the pretext of official duties.

No one else cared, including Archer Coffey.

Everyone knows that their brothers are at odds.

In the evening, the reception banquet ended.

Archer Coffey arrives at 203 York Street.

It was the place where Hugh Defoe lived before, and it had already been renovated.

The house belonged to the Coffey family.

As the marquis family, in some big cities, they must have their own real estate, which is convenient for vacation or business dealings.

There is also a villa in the outskirts.

Originally, the nobles headed by Elmer Lane wanted to arrange another house for him, but he refused.

Stick to staying here.

Followed him, in addition to 4 guards, 4 maids, and an old woman with an old face.

The maids had already made up the room to his liking.

After a short wash, Archer Coffey found the old woman.

This old woman was the fortune teller, with a long name, known in the Coffey family as "Master Sira."

She was drinking coffee in the study when Archer Coffey came.

Don't think that a fortune teller must be a nagging and isolated image. Although she really doesn't like contact with people, she likes to enjoy it.

Beside her hand, on the other side of the desk, there was a square box with Hugh Defoe's head in it!

For the needs of divination, Hugh Defoe's head has not been embalmed, and it has changed a lot.

But after she finished using it, she sprinkled it with spices to cover up the smell.

"Master Sira," Archer Coffey said respectfully to her.

Such professionals will be valued no matter where they are.

"Suck!" The old woman took another sip of coffee, then put down the cup, opened her eyes, which had been squinting comfortably, and asked with some strangeness: "Archer, do you know ghouls?"

"Ghoul?" Archer Coffey was taken aback for a moment, wondering why she would suddenly mention such a thing.