The Devil’s Cage

Under Rachel’s gaze, Kieran and Wu sat face to face.

“I want to know the location of the Sin-server’s base. Or where their leader is.” Kieran spilled the beans when he sat down.

Wu was also direct, as he rejected right away.

“No, I’ve said it before. I won’t perform any divination, prophecy or whatsoever about Starbeck. Because he is an enemy to me.” Wu was very stern with her words.

“Then why are you here?” Kieran frowned.

Wu didn’t say anything but took out a card and placed it on the table.

[Name: Lucky Card IV]

[Type: Card]

[Rarity: IV]

[Attribute: Use it to get more luck before you enter the next dungeon. It is luckier than Lucky Card II, and you will notice that Lady Luck is on your side.]

[Remark: Crafting it requires extremely sophisticated techniques, expensive material, and quite the luck. Or rather, this is a gift from the Wisher’s concentrated effort.

[Note 1: Can only be used in the big city]

[Note 2: Effect will last until before the next dungeon]

[Note 3: It cannot overlap with other Lucky Cards before you finish your next dungeon.]

…

Kieran, of course, understood how useful this seemingly fragile card was since he had used many in the past.

And when it came from Wu herself, it struck more thoughts in Kieran’s mind.

‘I’ll need it. It won’t cause any trouble to my next dungeon and might even make my journey smoother. Even…’

Before Kieran could finish with his thoughts, a message from Lawless captivated his attention.

Lawless: Hey mate, I think you should come have a look.

Lawless: I found some good stuff here.

2567: Hold on, will be right there.

…

Kieran stood up after replying to Lawless.

He glanced at Wu before going back out to the bar.

Even without asking her, he knew Wu wouldn’t leave. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have come to the living room in the first place.

After Kieran left, Rachel walked over to Wu like a curious cat.

“2567 wants you to help Starbeck?” Rachel winked at Wu, asking what was going on.

“En. The people from Sin-server attacked that guy, so he came for me. I can’t believe the first time he took the initiative to contact me is for that guy!”

Wu sounded calm, and there wasn’t much emotion to her words, but Rachel, her good friend, could tell how much rage was boiling in Wu’s mind right now.

At the same time, Rachel once again noticed how good of a friend 2567 and Lawless were.

Sometimes, both of their choices were so similar that she wanted to cut both of them into a million pieces.

“You should teach him a lesson.”

Rachel pointed at [Lucky Card IV] on the table.

“No, I hate that guy, but I don’t want anything to happen to 2567.” Wu shook her head steadily.

“Well, Starbeck did save you before,” Rachel continued.

“Em. So I will save him when it is necessary. Consider it repaying my debt, but I still hate that guy.” Wu was firm with her thoughts, having only the slightest intention to compromise with the situation.

Rachel looked at her friend and couldn’t help but sigh.

In a certain aspect, all her friends were as stubborn as donkeys, each one worse than the next.

Others would turn around when they hit a bump, but her friends?

They would ram it over with all their might and continue moving forward.

“2567 isn’t as weak as you think. You don’t need to keep burning yourself to care about him. He is at V- now, Spirit even. You know what that means, right?”

Rachel switched ways in persuading her friend.

“I know! He is the strongest in my heart. He has never let me down before!” Wu nodded and said with a very reasonable tone.

Even with the system blur, Rachel felt like she saw the proud expression on her friend’s face.

“You… are hopeless.” Rachel facepalmed herself and leaned back on the sofa.

“I know what I want, and I know what I am doing. What about you?” Wu turned around to Rachel.

“Me? What about me? I’m fine.”

Rachel reacted like a cat whose tail got stepped on, jumping up from the sofa and walking out in a slightly panicked manner.

“I’ll go take a look outside.” Rachel then vanished beyond the corridor.

The more she explained, the more she was trying to hide.

Wu was left alone in the living room after Rachel’s absence.

Moments later, she sat in the sofa where Kieran once sat on and took out a stack of cards.

She flipped them on the table one after another.

Crow!

Black crow, bloody crow and a golden crow!

There was never an exception, and it was never wrong.

Wu laughed from the bottom of her heart, her soft laughs echoing in the small living room as though she were having the best time of her life.

…

When Rachel came out of the living room, she saw Kieran and J. Pearlman discussing matters in the corner.

“We meet again, Sir 2567.” J. Pearlman was polite as usual.

Since the Fisherman knew what kind of person Kieran was, he didn’t continue to chit-chat and took out the item for trade right away.

[Name: Siegel Iron Hammer]

[Type: ETC]

[Rarity: I]

[Attack: None]

[Defense: None]

[Attribute: Impatient Repair, 2/3]

[Effect: None]

[Prerequisite: None]

[Remark: The dwarven master blacksmith Siegel wasn’t known for his crafts and works, but his hot-temper and horrible luck, especially during forging and repairs. The success or failure of his work was always heart-pounding, and during the last time he repaired a piece of equipment, he had to mortgage his own iron hammer.]

…

[Impatient Repair: It can possibly repair any equipment or item with rarity below rank V. If it fails in the process, the repair equipment or item will be completely destroyed.]

……

“What do you want?”

When he saw [Siegel Iron Hammer], Kieran finally understood Wu’s intention. She must have foreseen this scene coming.

“Do you still remember the promise we made back then?” J.Pearlman asked.

“If the Freedom Alliance were to ever be in trouble and required help, as long as it doesn’t conflict with me or the people I care about, I will help. So, are you in trouble?”

Kieran’s good memory repeated what he had said previously and asked J. Pearlman about his current condition.

“Yes, very big trouble to be exact. We need your help, and this [Siegel Iron Hammer] is part of your payment,” J. Pearlman said sincerely.

Kieran looked at the old man, and his right index finger tapped on the table twice before he asked, “What kind of trouble?”