At night, Xifa soaked his feet in hot water and prepared to lie down comfortably on the bed. At this moment, an illusory knock on the door started.

Osved's messenger? The antiquities recycling association was silent for a while, and finally had new actions?

Just as Xifa was about to let the messenger come in, he didn't say anything, but saw a gloved hand poking out from the wooden door, placing an envelope flat on the floor, and smoothing the surface with his hands and finally shrinking.

Enter Muli.

A chuckle sounded in the room.

Kardashian's chuckling.

Xifa shook his head, it seemed that Osveid's headless messenger would not show up in the future unless Kardashian left or was not around.

"Help me get the letter."

Xifa, who had already removed his shoes and socks and had soaked his feet, was unwilling to get out of bed, so he looked at Gregor next to him.

The macaw originally wanted to pretend to be dead, but a cold gaze fell on it. Its small head immediately outlined the image of Kardashian. There was only one beautiful head and the rest was a sticky substance.

Gregor shuddered, quickly flapped his wings, picked up the letter, put it on the edge of Xifa's bed, and then returned to his shelf.

Xifa folded the envelope, took out a letter from it, and spread it out. It was a gorgeous font that Osvede had shown off.

"Dear Duke, I haven't contacted you for a long time, which makes me miss you very much. You know, I am an old man, and the old man always misses the old days. During this period, I always remember the first time we met.

It seemed to have happened yesterday.”

"The goddess can witness for me. God knows how much I want to talk to you face to face. We can sit in the warm living room, sit on a comfortable chair, hold black tea, and taste the nut chocolate cake made by my pastry chef. Believe me

, that flavor is something you will definitely remember after trying it.”

"It's a pity that the distance has forced us to communicate in this way. I heard that the universities in Tingen are trying to develop a tool that allows people to communicate at a distance. I sincerely hope that they will develop it soon, so that

, the telegraph machine can become history."

"Back to the point, I hope you can go to an island, an island you have been to, a windmill island."

Windmill Island!

Some pictures suddenly flashed back into Xifa's mind.

The island residents in the town at night were wearing sleepy clothes and walking out of their homes like zombies...

In those yellowed photos, island residents with copper coins on their eyes...

"Osveted had reminded me not to go to Windmill Island before, why are you now..." With doubts, Xifa continued to look down.

"We had an association committee member who entered Windmill Island for a secret investigation not long ago, but just last week he lost contact with us."

"Lu Sien Vincent is an important member of our association. He has high attainments in the study of history and relics, and is a rare talent in our association."

"We cannot afford to lose him, so I hope you can venture into Windmill Island and search and rescue Mr. Lu Sien. I know what you are thinking, and you may think that this gentleman has already encountered an unexpected situation."

"No, we firmly believe that Mr. Lu Sien is still alive. In addition to being a member of the association, he is also a 'decryption scholar' and possesses a magical object. He has been in and out of dangerous relics, but he is still alive, and this time he is also

No exception." (Note 1)

"If you can complete this task, in addition to being able to earn enough contributions, you will also be promoted to the "Operation Manager" and receive a Sequence 5 main material, or a magical item of equivalent value as a reward."

"Lu Sien is also my old friend, so I sincerely hope that you can rescue him, and I believe you can do it."

The signature is naturally Osved's fancy signature.

.........

"So that's it. An association member lost contact on Windmill Island. No wonder Osved is so nervous..."

Xifa shook the letter paper and let it burn: "I bet that I should have more than one field staff sent to Windmill Island."

"You can be promoted to the 'action manager' by completing the mission, and you can also harvest a master material of Sequence 5, or a magical item of equivalent value. That is at least equivalent to the level of Sequence 6, worth five or six thousand pounds..."

"The association has invested a lot of money."

After burning the letter to ashes, Cifar pulled on the quilt and fell asleep.

The next day, he called the navigator Mik, told him the location of Windmill Island and asked him to plan the route. At 10 a.m., the 'Exploration' left Simimu Island, and there was no clue about the 'Black Emperor' for the time being, the Iron Blood Cross

There was no mission after the meeting. XiFa decided to go to Windmill Island first. He was also very curious about what happened on the island.

During lunch, he met Harry, a young man who no longer played the watchmaker, and was dressed in a straight dress, holding the gourd given by Lin Rui by his hand.

Seeing Xifa, Harry smiled and stood up, Sifa, who was standing on his shoulder with a parrot Gregor, walked over, and his eyes fell on the gourd: "Is this a magical item?"

Ha used his hand to scratch his head: "Similar, but not exactly. I've done a lot of research lately, and I put some liquids of different natures, including those provided by Mr. Physician, into it, but

The results are consistent, and the final result is drinking water.”

"The wonder is that it has no negative effects, at least I don't feel wrong."

"In addition, I used some means to find that the inside of this item had some special patterns engraved on the bottom, which was similar to our runes or magical logos, but it was more complex and not in my knowledge system

.”

"I can only say that its wonderful ability should be formed by those lines."

Xifa remembered the "talisman" used by Lin Rui. The pattern at the bottom of the gourd should be similar to that kind of thing, solidifying a certain ability on the item.

"I really hope I can go to the boy's hometown. It would be even better if I could learn how to make such an item. Maybe I can make magical items without negative effects in the future."

Harry said with a longing look on his face.

Xifa patted his shoulder: "Lin Rui is at Baiyam, maybe he will have a chance in the future. By the way, how do you master your potion?"

Harry closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something, and after a moment, he said, "I have been at the 'craftsman' for two years, and I feel like I'm ready."

For the 'craftsman', as long as he makes items for others, he should be able to digest the potion. This is like playing. Since he stayed for two years, Harry's potion should be almost digested, and he is ready to be promoted.

With Nafi, two crew members will soon be promoted on the ship, and the strength of the Discovery will be further improved.

Xifa nodded: "I will ask for clues to the 'astronomer'' potion, but this is the recipe for Sequence 5 and it won't be so easy to get, you have to be patient."

Harry smiled and nodded: "I know."
Chapter completed!