Mysterious Catastrophe

Kent replied with a cold face.

"Look into my eyes!" insisted Helen.

Kent's body trembled, and he could only run away.

Behind him, Helen let out a laugh that I don't know whether it was gloating or sad...

……

The next day.

On the deck of the Santa Margaery.

Facing the blowing sea breeze, Aaron stretched comfortably.

"Nothing happened last night... Does the wave of fate need time to brew?"

Thinking of this, Aaron glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Blitzcrank.

When the other party saw him, his face became ugly, and he turned in one direction, but did not leave.

Under the blue sky, the warm sun shines like golden light.

This is a rare good weather, especially for Invens residents who live in a colder area and rarely see sunshine all day long.

Many first-class passengers dragged their families to the deck, and a few children were playing and playing around, slipping through the crowd.

Suddenly, several bodyguards and detectives came to the deck to clear an area in advance.

A middle-aged man with a big belly but a lot of aura came to the deck with a pair of seven or eight-year-old children, surrounded by bodyguards.

"Mr. Iger, I..."

Britz leaned forward and seemed to want to start a conversation, but was pushed away brutally by a bodyguard and came to Aaron's side.

"Who is that guy?" Aaron looked at the middle-aged fat man's face, as if he had seen it in a financial newspaper.

"Steel tycoon Egg Feller!"

Helen came from the side, followed by Kent in a white shirt and black vest: "He is a well-known rich man in the kingdom, this time he is probably going to the colony to investigate the mines..."

Chapter 392 Coincidence

"Steel tycoon?"

Aaron nodded, somewhat understanding.

The identity of the other party is undoubtedly higher than those agents controlled by the Green Forest Council. It can even be said that they control the lifeline of the kingdom to a certain extent, and there are not too few enemies. No wonder there are so many bodyguards traveling.

As for Blitz, he just wanted to take advantage of it. Maybe he had tried it before, but was pushed away mercilessly by the disgusted bodyguards.

Britz looked at Aaron and Helen with an ugly expression.

"By the way, Mr. Britz, when are you going to pay back the money?" Helen glanced at Aaron, then at Britz, with a little fox-like smile on her face.

"I said it, no debt, it's a fraud!"

Britz turned pale with anger, straightened his collar, and prepared to leave the deck.

At this moment, a child in shabby clothes suddenly ran past the circle of Iger's bodyguards, made a face at the boy among the pair of children, and got into the crowd.

Iger's youngest son immediately jumped into the crowd with a smile on his face.

The bodyguard beside him hurriedly tried to stop him.

But at this moment, among the crowd, a man wearing a peaked cap suddenly took out a revolver from his pocket.

boom!

The bodyguard was bleeding from his chest and fell down.

There was a moment of silence on the deck, followed by the screams of various women, the cries of children, and the roars of men...

The huge deck suddenly fell into chaos.

Kent took a step forward, guarding in front of Helen, watching the assassin.

He intuitively felt that the other party was not an Extraordinary, so he wasn't too nervous.

Aaron was even less nervous, like a guest watching a play in an opera house, calmly watching what happened.

Those distorted, terrified faces of passengers are like the best stage performances.

At the same time, he noticed that Britz was pushed to his side by the crowd, and Iger's youngest son was also running in this direction in a panic.

When the shooting happened, bodyguards threw Iger down immediately, and the other little girl was quickly taken away.

"Save... save little Louis!"

Iger yelled loudly, almost seeing his little son being pushed in a certain direction by the crowd.

Among his bodyguards, a certain Beyonder's eyes lit up, and he threw a card.

In the hands of a Extraordinary, cards are also a powerful lethal weapon!

But at this moment, an accident happened!The deck trembled, causing his feet to slip suddenly.

The card traced a subtle trajectory in mid-air, and instead of directly cutting the attacker's throat, it stuck in his chest.

The man in the peaked cap fell to the ground, his eyes were full of madness, he raised his gun with trembling arms, and aimed at little Louis who was running.

"No!"

Amid Iger's desperate yells, gunshots rang out.

boom!

A figure fell to the ground with a confused expression on his face, it was Blitzcrank!

He didn't know how he was squeezed in this direction, and because of an accidental foot slip, he fell over and blocked the bullet with his body as if flying.

Little Louis ran up to Aaron, was picked up by him, and squeezed his face.

"This...isn't it a coincidence?"

Kent next to him was stunned: "That Blizzard...it seems like he flew over to block the bullet!"

He saw Blitz shot in the chest and judged that the other party had no hope of survival.

And the gunman was also taken care of by the bodyguard who woke up from a dream.

The crew and captain with shotguns arrived late, took everyone to a separate cabin, and began to appease and question.

Of course, Aaron chose to tell the truth: "Blitz... I met him on the boat, and he still owes me 101 pounds and 3 shillings... I just came out to bask in the sun today, and I feel the same for his heroic actions." Very admirable."

"Are you sure?" The first mate on the ship was full of suspicion: "Is there an IOU?"

"no!"

"Okay, I'll record it truthfully."

……

When Aaron walked out of the cabin, he saw a ship's doctor talking to Captain Wilson: "The gunman has been identified as a small businessman who went bankrupt due to vicious competition from the steel tycoon... Passenger Blizzard is confirmed dead."

"Holy Spirit..."

Wilson is an experienced old sea dog with a resolute face. Hearing this, he just sighed and looked at Aaron: "Mr. Jack Cossine, right? Mr. Iger Feller wants to see you."

After a while.

In the suite room.

Aaron sat in the spacious living room, looking at the surrounding decorations.

Iger, who had changed his clothes, came in, followed by two bodyguards, one of whom was a woman with a pair of breathtaking eyes.

"Jack, can I call you Jack? I feel sorry for the passing of Mr. Britz...and also for my rejection. He is not a villain, but a gentleman of noble character." !"

Iger sighed, and looked at Aaron again with eyes that see through the world: "I want to repay him, Jack...he owes you more than 100 pounds?"

"Yes."

Aaron nodded in acknowledgment.

"This statement is true!" The female bodyguard with bright eyes was silent for a moment before responding.

Aaron felt the flow of spirituality and confirmed that the other party did not see through him, but confirmed the lie and the truth through his special extraordinary ability.

"Okay, my housekeeper will pay the debt for Mr. Britz... Do you know where his family is? I will come to thank you." Mr. Iger sighed again.

Aaron thought for a while, and told the information about the plantation that Britz had revealed.

The rest, the steel tycoon will naturally go to inquire.

After the chat, seeing that the other party did not intend to stay, Aaron got up and said goodbye politely.

Before leaving, the butler handed over an envelope, which contained a stack of banknotes.

For the tycoon, that was not even a small change.

Aaron's expression remained unchanged. He returned to his cabin, closed the door, and stared at the envelope in his hand: "I'm back... The bet returned to me in an unexpected way."

"Is this the 'Law of Accidents'? As long as both parties agree to the contract, fate will promote its implementation, let the price go to the person it deserves in an unexpected way, and will charge terrible interest and punishment Defaulter!"

Aaron closed his eyes, reviewed everything that happened just now, and found that whether it was the assassin's miss or Blitzcrank's slip, there was no trace of the influence of extraordinary power, which was completely coincidental.

"The shooter had already boarded the ship, which means that the assassination was bound to happen. It was just a coincidence that Britz and I were involved..."

"The power of fate will make things develop in a reasonable way?"

Aaron immediately had a full understanding of the dominance of the 'Law of Accident'.

"This is just an incomplete 'law'... so the prerequisite for reaching a contract is to be recognized by both parties and to agree from the bottom of their hearts."

"What if it becomes complete? Is it possible to force the contract... If I help you once, you must give me a sufficient and generous 'reward'? Fate will execute it?"

Chapter 393 Banquet and Prayer

There is no police station on the St. Margaery.

As the captain, Wilson wields enormous power, including judicial, reporting, and law enforcement powers.

After he announced the outcome to the passengers, things quickly faded away.

Another week passed.

Banquet hall.

A long journey is always boring, so various dance parties, banquets, reading salons, and cigar tasting sessions have become one of the few pleasures for passengers.

Aaron sat behind the dining table, admiring the movements of the men and women on the dance floor.

As a necessary subject to enter the upper class, their manners and movements are extremely elegant, paired with gorgeous costumes, melodious music... it is indeed pleasing to the eye.

But Aaron's purpose in attending the ball is not here.

He bowed his head and continued to deal with the roast grouse, lamb, and cheese toast on the dinner plate...

The grouse is roasted until it is golden and red, and it is burnt and fragrant. The lamb is cooked with cumin and other spices without any smell, and the cheese toast is also just right.

There are also figs that accompany the meal, which are fragrant, and the liqueur is also very flavorful.

When it comes to dessert, a variety of carrot cakes, black forest cakes, and specialty cakes based on orange slices and blueberries are refreshing.

After the dinner, Aaron felt that his appetite was severely satisfied.

Of course, this is not enough to fill his stomach.

After opening the fifth essence and becoming a 'perfect person', Aaron felt that he could eat an 'angel-level' magical item without blinking.

According to his estimation, if he eats five or six pieces, or at most nine or ten pieces, he will be on the verge of opening the sixth essence.

"Good evening, Jack."

A burst of fresh perfume smelled in the wind, and Helen wore a bright red dance dress and came to Aaron's side: "Such a beautiful night, are you going to spend it with delicious food instead of dancing with a beautiful lady?"

"Miss Helen, tonight you make me feel as if I have come to the flower garden of my hometown."

Aaron gave a veiled compliment, and saw the Kent servant behind Helen who never left.

He secretly smiled, feeling that this was very interesting to the master and servant.

The manservant is an Extraordinary, and he admires the young lady quite a lot, and the young lady is not ignorant of this...