Rogel eventually picked up a small leak.
A special piece of Secret Iron Ore.
After purchasing the raw materials, Rogel followed the stall owner to a small warehouse outside the black market. Under the witness of a black market manager, the two exchanged money and goods.
"There’s quite a lot of stuff; need help transporting it?"
The black market manager smiled.
"Of course, there’s a charge for that."
After discussing the price, Rogel had no objections and nodded.
With the help of several black market personnel, Rogel successfully brought the raw materials onto the Gelin.
As they were leaving, the black market manager glanced at the Gelin and smiled again.
"If you ever need so labor hands on your ship, you can co to the black market for ."
With that, he left with several transport workers.
Although they dressed peculiarly and looked rather shady,
the dock guards rely glanced at them, seemingly accustod to the sight.
The black market owner of Nadewilo seed to have substantial influence.
After Rogel returned to the ship, they found that the unconscious Mira had already woken up and was conversing with Yas.
"Mira, this is Rogel and Lina. They’re the ones who saved you!"
Seeing the two return, Yas quickly introduced them to Lina.
"Hello, Captain, Vice-Captain."
Lying in bed, Mira weakly smiled.
As Mira finished speaking, a prompt popped up.
"New partner ’Mira’ has joined your Adventurer’s Guild."
It seed a partnership could be ford as long as both parties agreed.
Rogel thought to himself.
Then, Rogel checked Mira’s information.
"Mira (Partner)"
"Level: 1"
"Body: 1"
"Spirit: 8"
"Faith: 5"
"Tier: None"
"Special Skills: None"
"Life Skills: Sailing Lv3, Theological Research Lv3, History Lv3, Mysticism Lv2, Managent Lv2, Mathematics Lv2, Economics Lv2..."
"Talent: Thirst for Knowledge, Concentration."
"1. Thirst for Knowledge (Rare): Your desire for knowledge is insatiable, allowing you to quickly understand and comprehend the essence and profundities of texts while slightly increasing spiritual value."
"2. Concentration (Rare): You can focus intently on any task, sowhat speeding up work progress and sowhat raising the maximum spiritual value in combat."
Mira’s talent rarity seed to be the lowest among all crew mbers.
But she was extrely knowledgeable, mastering many skills related to knowledge.
However, Rogel’s attention wasn’t on this but rather on another piece of information that erged behind the talents.
"Special State (Hidden): Cursed by an unknown ritual, your body continuously loses blood, resulting in extre weakness."
Indeed, Mira’s strange illness was caused by Extraordinary Power!
Soone had planted a curse on Mira, causing her blood to continuously drain.
Rogel’s gaze sharpened.
It seed necessary to talk to Yas about this matter for further investigation.
"Looks like you’ve already discussed it."
Lina smiled.
Mira nodded softly.
"I had no choice; my idiot brother was almost in tears."
She glanced at Yas, a faint smile on her pale face.
Yet Yas, seeing his sister like this, couldn’t bring himself to smile.
"Don’t wear such a long face, Mr. Rogel has already found a way to help ."
"Co on, give a smile, hehe."
Mira reached out, pinching Yas’s face and pulling it to the sides.
Yas managed a forced smile.
"New crew mber Mira, rest well."
Rogel gave her a smile.
Then he gave Yas a glance, signaling him to co out with him.
...
"A curse?"
"Damn it!"
Yas clenched his fists, his expression furious.
"That’s right. The strange illness Mira is experiencing is likely due to soone cursing her in that basent."
"Is the basent still there?"
Rogel stroked his chin and had his ga character inquire to Yas.
"It is. After I earned so money, I bought it."
Yas nodded after taking a deep breath.
Hearing this, Rogel let out a sigh of relief.
It seed Yas wasn’t just a brute who relied on his fists; on the contrary, he was very attentive.
"Take to see it."
"Sure."
Yas was about to lead Rogel when he suddenly rembered sothing and paused, turning around.
"By the way, Captain, do we have grapes on board?"
Upon hearing this, Rogel’s expression beca a bit peculiar.
Are you referring to actual grapes or the other kind of grapes?
I definitely have actual grapes, but the other kind hasn’t sprouted yet.
"...Mira wants to eat grapes."
Seeing that Rogel seed to misunderstand, Yas quickly added.
Rogel realized, and pointed to the location of the storeroom.
When he and Lina were shopping, they did bring so fruits aboard.
Yas washed so grapes and placed them in Mira’s room, then went to Rogel’s side.
"Let’s go."
...
The problematic basent was within an abandoned warehouse on the eastern side of the dock.
After prying open the long-sealed wooden door, the two stepped into the basent.
The screen went dark, and the scene on Rogel’s phone instantly turned gloomy.
Rogel pulled out a Pearl Lamp from his Item Inventory.
He always kept these torch-like items in a convenient location.
As soon as he entered the basent, a prompt appeared.
"The power of the contract has given you so hints."
After the prompt, so information also popped into Rogel’s mind.
Sothing in this basent was connected to Doyle Devis!
How did this get linked to him?
Could it be that he was the one who cursed Mira?
Why would he do that?
Rogel frowned.
The situation was becoming increasingly complicated.
He then began searching the basent.
Yas stood silently by, quietly waiting.
Although Yas had already inspected every corner of this basent, he hadn’t found anything.
Rogel was the sa.
After ticulously searching for a long ti, he still didn’t find any useful information.
Previously, Mira’s hidden special state had ntion of the word "ritual."
But he didn’t see any formation patterns or the like.
It seed just like an ordinary basent.
But then, sothing new happened.
"You felt a connection and went to a crack in the ground."
Following the ga’s prompt, Rogel’s ga character automatically went to a corner and squatted down.
Then, he dug into a gap filled with dust and trash and found a strand of blood-red, lustrous hair.
When Rogel’s hand touched the hair, sothing magical happened.
The blood-red hair began to swell and transform.
In an instant, a blood-red flower blood in Rogel’s hand, vivid and dripping.
Then, it wilted rapidly, its petals falling off, turning into black ashes.
These ashes ford a pattern on the ground in an orderly manner.
The shape resembled a rose.
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