The night was dark, and it began to rain. The rain was not heavy, and the rain that was as fine as a cow's hair gently visited Sur City, covering the pedestrians with a layer of rain? Nai? 1 cooking? Φ, Isi? Ba Zhaodong gadolinium? Jianxi? Pangu? Bottle? Si Tiao was stupid.
The wind chime on the door was blown by the night wind and rang with a melodious bell. Hearing the bell, Old Roark raised his head and said from afar, "Good evening, welcome."
Belmond nodded and found a remote corner to sit down, hiding himself in the shadows of the light.
Old Roark was in a good mood. The bar's business had been good recently. The new City Lord's series of decisions had benefited the people of Sur City a lot. Especially the recent renovation project, many men had earned a little money. If they had some money in their hands, they would come to the bar to spend it. As a result, an endless stream of copper and silver coins flowed into Old Roark's pocket.
But when he saw all kinds of adventurers in the bar, Old Roark's heart sank a little.
There were too many of these guys.
They sat in twos and threes in various corners, leaving only the tables and chairs in the middle empty, creating a heavy pressure. When the guests in the city wanted to come in and spend money, almost all of them turned around and left. Adventurers meant trouble, and no one wanted to cause trouble. However, such fellows were increasing day by day. Old Roark was even wondering if he should talk to Matto.
Sur City was not a big place, and the sudden appearance of so many strangers would always make people feel uneasy. Old Roark was no exception. He just wanted to earn some money in peace and didn't want these strangers to smash his bar into pieces because of a disagreement.
Old Roark had occasionally heard of such an example.
"What are these guys doing here?" Old Roark whispered.
This question was also Belmond's doubt. However, this man was much calmer than Old Roark. He ordered a bottle of wine and two plates of local snacks as if nothing had happened. Just like that, he aimlessly drank alone.
As he drank, Belmond secretly observed the adventurers. Most of them were men, and most of them were warriors with their own characteristics. Most of these people used sabers, swords, and axes as their main weapons, and some carried fire/guns. However, it was not the gunpowder rifle used by the city guards, but a long-barreled revolver decorated with some patterns. Automatic pistols had yet to appear in this era, and the style of firearms was still relatively simple.
For adventurers, such weapons were not as practical as swords. Thus, firearms were more decorative than practical to them.
Among these people, there were also some people who were deep in thought. With their high collars and brims covering half of their faces, Belmond knew they were magicians. According to the classification of this world, magicians' abilities were mostly manifested in light, fire, lightning, and wind. According to this classification, Allen could also be classified as a magician.
That guy who played with fire. Belmond smiled. His lowered eyes were suddenly filled with a pair of thighs in black stockings. He raised his head and saw a woman pull out a chair with a hint of drunkenness. She placed her hands on the table, allowing Belmore to clearly see the deep ravine under the thin breastplate. This was obviously a female Knight, protected by a light armor stomach on her chest, shoulders, and waist and legs. Due to years of exercise, her figure was very beautiful, but her skin was rough, especially with a shallow scar on her cheek.
The female Knight's flaxen hair was tied into a ponytail, and a smile appeared on her pretty face. "Hi, handsome. Buy me a drink? "
Without waiting for Belmond to agree, she sat down on the chair, took the bottle of wine, and directly handed it to her mouth without using a cup. After taking a big sip, she wiped her mouth and said, "You look unfamiliar. Where did you come from?"
Belmord shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Where you come from, I come from. Don't we all come from that place?"
"Impossible." The female Knight hiccupped and sprayed a mouthful of alcohol on Belmond's face. She shook her head and said, "There's no handsome guy in Storm City that I don't know, especially at your level."
Belmond's eyes moved slightly and he said calmly, "I just passed by Storm City and heard about it. That's why I stopped by to see if I could make a fortune."
The female Knight Kira laughed and said, "You're alone? That's impossible. It's very difficult for a lone ranger to do this. Otherwise, how about you join us? When it's done, the bounty will be divided. "
"Thank you for your invitation, but I'm confident in myself. No matter what kind of mission it is, I'm used to dealing with it alone. "
Kira's eyes became even drunker as she said, "Is that so? Then I have another invitation. I wonder if you'll accept it? "
"That depends on the nature of the invitation." The corner of Belmond's mouth also raised into a smile.
"This is just a private invitation. Come on, I've booked a room on it."
Kira boldly pulled Belmond up, and Belmond was not surprised at her openness. People like him who dealt with Death every day didn't have much so-called restraint. They were more used to playing and having fun in a timely manner. After all, no one knew if they would still be alive tomorrow.
As the female Knight pulled Belmond up the stairs of the tavern, the men around a table whistled at her. That should be Kira's companions. She gave these people a rude middle finger, causing her companions to burst into laughter. Belmond noticed that not only did one of them not laugh, his eyes were not on Kira. Instead, he was looking at the door, as if he was waiting for something.
There were some rooms above the tavern, but this was not a hotel. It was just to make it convenient for drunk guests to have a place to sleep, as well as for men and women like Kira and Belmond to have fun on the spur of the moment.
As soon as she entered the room, Kira took off her armor and stomach, followed by her underwear, and finally appeared naked under the light. Her skin was not smooth, but her figure was very good. Especially the pair of lethal weapons on her chest, it was suffocating. She was a little drunk as she pulled Belmond hard and the two of them fell onto the bed together.
Belmond didn't mind this kind of encounter, and he quickly made Kira's emotions explode with proficiency. The female Knight, who seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, roughly pressed Belmond down on the bed. Then he stepped on it, skipped the foreplay, and went straight to the point. At this moment, Kira's advantage as a warrior was invaluable. As her body moved, her astonishing stamina and endurance made Belmond feel great joy every moment.
Kira wildly untied her ponytail and let go of her head, releasing a wild charm. Belmond roared and pulled her back to the bed, taking the initiative. Kira continued to make various postures to cooperate. After a series of battles, the two of them finally got a perfect vent.
Wrapped around Belmond like an octopus, Kira half-closed her eyes and said, "You look thin, but unexpectedly powerful. In contrast, my previous men were like little ghosts who had just met a woman. I didn't have enough, and they didn't have the strength. "
Belmond lifted her chin with his hand. "Are you enough now?"
Kira's eyes lit up. After another intense battle, the woman finally lost all her strength. She pillowed on Belmond's arm and said, "Do you know why I came to you? Apart from you being handsome, it's because I don't like Ollie. That's a thief. If it weren't for the fact that that thing was in the City Lord's Mansion, I wouldn't have needed to work with him. "
"But I have a new plan. It's safer. How about joining us and I'll kick Ollie out. "
Belmond nodded and said, "I'll think about it seriously."
The next day, in the City Lord's Mansion. Edward raised his head and said in surprise, "In other words, these fellows are from Storm City. Their goal is something in the City Lord's Mansion?"
Belmond said, "As far as I know, that's the case. But it's strange that something here has attracted the attention of so many adventurers. "
"I'm more curious about who the bounty person is. Since they are from Storm City, I'm afraid they have something to do with Sir Mord. "Edward muttered to himself.
"Anyway, I've brought the information. Nothing. I want to go back to sleep. "
Edward glanced at him and said, "Looks like you worked hard last night to get this information."
"Indeed." Belmond smiled.
After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Belmond returned to the mansion and fell asleep. It wasn't until noon that he got up with his head in his hands and came to the hall. Lucy had put together a workbench with a few tables. The table was filled with tools. Some of them were brought from Earth, while others were unknown to her. However, she had drawn drawings for the blacksmiths in the city to make them. These tools were ordinary and exquisite, and Lucy used them to fiddle with a seemingly ordinary box.
She had been studying the box for many days and had even drawn some drawings casually. Of course, Belmond could not see what the graffiti-like drawings and the words of Adahua Planet were saying.
As for Vera, she was painting on the other side of the hall. Belmond walked over with nothing to do. When he didn't have a mission, he liked to explore the surface. Especially in the ruins of the deserted cities, he would occasionally find some good oil paintings. Over time, the assassin also developed a certain appreciation for paintings. He looked at the drawing board in Vera's hand. On the drawing paper was an ordinary sketch.
The white drawing paper and the black brush strokes formed an exceptionally clear contrast, so it was only a simple stroke, but it was filled with rich texture, portraying a sneaky man vividly. The man seemed to be climbing out of a workshop window, and beneath his feet was a pile of parts. These parts looked familiar. Belmond frowned. Suddenly, the image of the Crosses textile machine flashed through his mind.
"Huh?" He took a closer look at the man. He seemed to have seen him somewhere before. As if lightning flashed through his mind, Belmond remembered that in the tavern last night, when he and Kira passed by her companions, there was a man who kept looking at the door.
The man's appearance was currently appearing under Vera's brush!
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