"Good day, guest."
The coachman, who received the crime coins as the price of summoning, saluted respectfully. His black hat was tilted to one side of his head, half covering his scorched side face. He looked around and looked at Jenkins with his raised right eye:
"It looks familiar, oh, it's you."
He still remembered the last time he used his employer's information to earn crime coins from Jenkins.
But as soon as I finished this sentence, I felt something was wrong here. The coachman slowly looked down at his hand with dirty gloves and gray bandages, and then at the carriage behind him. Tiny black particles floated upward from the coachman and the wagon, as if both were evaporating.
"Where is this place?"
The carriage asked alertly, and pulled his neckline. Jenkins saw the purple shirt with a somewhat dirty collar.
"This is my home."
Jenkins said, and then realized that it seemed that even Mr. Augustus was unwilling to enter his home after his own invitation, and the coachman would definitely not feel that it was almost a "god's residence" when he appeared in the basement now. Influence.
"Your home? I see."
He fumbled in his pocket and threw the Blasphemy Seed and a soul gold that Jenkins used to summon him:
"I will return the sin coin I got from you last time, and I don't need the price for calling me this time... Can I go?"
Although Jenkins didn't expect the other party to do this, he still took the coin quickly. The cat standing on the basement steps turned his head when he heard the sound of Jenkins picking up something. The driver saw the cat at close range, and took a step back subconsciously:
"Can I go? I was wrong last time. I don't think I should have shipped such a dangerous thing to you. Last time you wanted me to help deliver [Ancient God's Dream] to the employer, right? ? No problem, I'll do it right away."
"No, the whole family of the employer that time is dead."
Jenkins shook his head. Although he was surprised by the driver's panic and reminded him of the insurance salesman he hadn't seen since he escaped last time, he would not give back the sin coins that were returned.
"There are actually two things that I came to you this time. I won't embarrass you. After all, you are also acting within the rules set by the great ones."
The coachman's strength is not strong, and he has normal reason. He is not the kind of weird thing that cannot communicate, so it is so easy to show a cooperative attitude.
"whats the matter?"
"First of all, there are now three human women in this house."
He pointed upwards, and then his face suddenly became fierce:
"Absolutely don't touch them, no matter under any circumstances, you can't do business with them."
"No problem, it's just an ordinary human being, and I'm not bad for such a business."
Even so, the coachman did not return the sin coins that Hathaway had already spent, and Jenkins naturally would not ask for it.
"Second thing, I need to go somewhere and I'll pay for it. You're in charge of getting me there and bringing me back."
After all, space movement is forbidden in that place, and [True Illusion] has been proven to be ineffective.
"Of course no problem, where?"
The coachman nodded immediately when he heard that the guilty coins could be taken, and asked calmly while pressing his hat.
"It's complicated. First of all, the place is underground."
Jenkins stamped his foot.
"It doesn't matter underground, my business is not limited to above ground."
"Secondly, there used to be space in that place, but now that it's caved in, I'm not sure if there's still a hole where you can park your car."
"Well... that's not a big problem. I can go anywhere in the sky, the water, and the ground, but the price is more expensive. Please forgive me. These rules are made by a great person who we all know but can't name. Although I can Apologies, I will help you deliver the monsters to your enemies for free, but you cannot work outside this system for free."
"Of course I understand."
Jenkins was actually a little guilty, and with the [Soul Gold] and [Seed of Blasphemy] returned, he only had five crime coins. But he knew that Alexia probably had a few coins, after all, Hathaway's crime coins were given by her.
"But there's a third problem, where space movement is prohibited."
"What types of spatial movement are prohibited?"
This time the coachman did not rashly say no problem, but asked cautiously in a hoarse voice.
"I don't know enough about this, but we can try it. Make an offer."
"I need to know the specific address first."
said the coachman.
"no problem."
Jenkins nodded, two silver bands of light representing knowledge in two periods of life flowed around him like flowing rivers. With a flick of the fingers, the silver light sheet was bounced away and entered the coachman's head.
The latter was stunned for a moment to digest the brief experience, and then pondered for a while before giving a reply:
"I probably understand the specific location. This place should be accessible, but I still have to try it. I can't guarantee it 100%. But because of the special location, the fee is more expensive. I tend to use [Soul Gold] to pay the bill, it will be cheaper for you. If it is other types of sin coins, the price will be multiplied by 1.5 times, and I can give you change here."
The coachman finally gave the price of 3 soul gold, of course, this includes the return ticket to transport Jenkins back from the underground. But Jenkins doesn't have three soul golds, only two soul golds, one age gem and two profane seeds.
In the end, he paid with two soul golds and 1.5 Blasphemy Seeds, and the 0.5 coins were obtained by Jenkins with the fusion of illusory coins that he had obtained continuously in the past six months, almost half of them. He hadn't mastered the way of seeing the value of criminal coins through color, but the coachman seemed to be able to.
After the coachman received the criminal coins, he put the three complete coins in his pocket, and the remaining translucent coin was sandwiched between his fingers, and knocked under the carriage behind him to make it into two. Return that almost transparent coin to Jenkins, and the rest is naturally 0.5.
So after this transaction, Jenkins only has one full time gem and one more profane seed left in his hands.
Now that the fare was paid, the two set off without chatting. Although Jenkins only paid for his own ride, the driver did not stop the cat from following him into the car.
It was just that the coachman repeatedly told him not to look outside before the carriage stopped, let alone try to leave the carriage by any means. This was the only requirement he gave to the passengers.