Balalaika was interested in two of Angor's belongings.
One was his right hand. The other was Toby.
Angor didn't want to trade with Balalaika. But the Grave Knight remembered clearly that Balalaika once told Angor to come to her place of rest if he wanted to trade.
Now that Angor showed up again, the Grave Knight assumed that Angor wanted to make a deal with Balalaika.
Since that was the case, Angor was a guest.
"I want to go in and make a deal. Can I?" He spoke in Abyssal language in a very vague way, like a baby learning how to speak.
Before the Grave Knight could answer, Stein, who was standing on the other side of the bar, suddenly laughed out loud. "This isn't a bar in Demon City, kid. If you want milk, you better go somewhere else."
Angor heard Stein's sarcasm clearly. However, Stein's Abyssal Tongue wasn't good enough, so he couldn't understand what Stein was talking about. Angor didn't pay any attention to him.
Stein snorted coldly at Angor's attitude. But he didn't say anything in order to maintain his elegant expression. Also, the tattoo on Angor's ear felt familiar and threatening at the same time. He felt like he had seen it somewhere before.
However, Stein's perfect expression froze in the next second.
The Grave Knight didn't stop the young man with the weird voice like how he stopped himself. Instead, he nodded and took the initiative to step aside. He even extended his hand and said, "This way please."
The Grave Knight's action made Stein finally put away his expression that he had maintained for a long time. He said coldly, "Sir Knight, what do you mean? What right did this immature brat have to go in? Make a deal? Him?! "
Angor saw Stein's expression change.
Angor didn't understand Stein's sarcasm earlier. He only heard a few words about "milk", and this time, he also heard "milk". Angor wondered if Stein knew how to read minds and knew what he liked. But Stein looked angry. Was it because Angor wanted to go in while he was stopped?
The Grave Knight sneered. "Keep your mouth shut, Stein. Also, do you think that I can decide which guests to choose? "
Before Stein could reply, a charming voice that seemed to be able to hook the soul suddenly came out from the cloth curtain of the bar, making everyone present stunned for a moment.
When Stein regained his senses, he realized that Balalaika, who had been silent in the bar, actually took the initiative to speak just now.
Moreover, she seemed to be saying.
"Come in."
Of course, he wasn't referring to him. Stein frowned and looked at Angor.
This weak kid actually made Balalaika trade with him. How could he do that? Sebastian looked at Angor from head to toe with jealousy burning in his dark eyes.
Angor could feel the stare on his back, but he quickly ignored it. He had already stepped into the bar.
When Angor entered the bar, Christian's expression was so dark that it was almost dripping water.
He felt like he was standing in front of the bar like a joke.
He didn't believe that Angor could bring out something that Balalaika would agree to trade with. If even Sebastian couldn't do it, how could someone as weak as an ant do it?
Just when Stein's heart was filled with jealousy and complicated emotions, a soft "huh" was suddenly heard in the cemetery.
Both Stein and the Grave Knight turned around and saw a tall woman with short hair standing on one side of the graveyard.
She was dressed very sexily and had tanned skin. She sat on a tombstone not far away with her long legs crossed.
Who was she? Why didn't she come in here?
The Grave Knight slowly placed his hand on the longsword hanging on his waist. He needed to prepare for a fight against this unknown guest.
"I didn't expect that lowly human to actually go in." The person who came was naturally Fafna. Her mood was very complicated at the moment. She heard about the Witch of Resuscitation and knew about the rules of the Resting Ground. Balalaika hated humans, and she should have seen through Angor's disguise. Yet Balalaika still allowed Angor to enter the bar. This was so strange.
Just like how Oderklas gave Angor the mission for no reason at all.
Fafnir recalled how a pair of eyes that traveled through time and space stared at her in the Wind Whisper Valley. The corners of her lips suddenly curled up. It seemed like this human had a lot of secrets …
On the other side, as soon as Angor lifted the curtain and stepped inside, all the sounds outside froze.
It was as if a soundproof barrier had been set up to separate the inside of the bar from the outside world.
The inside of the bar was as cramped as it looked from the outside. Apart from the bar counter, there were only a few tables leaning against the wooden wall.
"You're here." A beautiful voice accompanied by a soft chuckle reached Angor's ears.
It was the common language used by humans.
Angor shifted his gaze to the counter.
A woman in a bright red dress with wavy hair was leaning against the back of the bar counter with her legs crossed. She was holding a long pipe with smoke curling around it.
She wasn't wearing any shoes. Her feet were small and delicate, and the tips of her feet were painted with nail polish, just like her nails.
She wasn't exactly beautiful. Her eyes were long and narrow, and her lips were a little thick. There was also a small red mole near her lips.
But the more he looked at her, the more he found her attractive.
Angor bowed to her politely. "Good evening, Miss Balalaika."
…
Angor sat on a stool in front of the bar counter with a tall glass placed in front of him. The red liquid in the glass gave off a sweet, fruity aroma.
Balalaika was sitting on the other side of the bar counter.
She supported her face with her back, and her messy hair fell around her lips. She looked very attractive.
"You're going to trade with me with these ornaments?" Balalaika lowered her head and looked at the three strange ornaments on the bar counter.
There was a crystal harp, a diamond-shaped tablet with a strange ring inside, and a ring with a snake biting its tail.
"Why do you think I'm going to trade with you?" Balalaika raised an eyebrow and took a puff from her pipe. The smoke around her made it impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry.
To be honest, Balalaika didn't see anything special about the three ornaments.
As a businesswoman, she had good eyesight. Back then, she had seen two precious items on Sina's avatar with a single glance. It was evident from this.
As for these three ornaments, their appearance was indeed commendable, especially the strange ring in the middle of the diamond-shaped monument. It seemed to have a strange charm, but when it came to the special part, it was at most a strange energy node that lingered around it. But that wasn't enough to impress her. She didn't think the three ornaments had any special power that could tempt her.
Therefore, even though she was still smiling faintly, she was already feeling impatient.
"Miss Balalaika, why don't you give them a try?"
"Give them a try?" Balalaika picked up the leftmost crystal harp and stroked it with her long fingers. "Very well. I'll give you a chance. Don't disappoint me."
She opened the first Crystal Harp, and in that instant, her world changed. A beautiful melody that she had never heard before echoed in her ears …
While Balalaika tried, Angor also looked at the three ornaments.
These three ornaments — or rather, two ornaments and one accessory — were all items Angor used to practice his alchemy illusions. They weren't the most outstanding ones, but they were the most unique.
The first crystal harp was actually a music box that incorporated alchemy illusions into it.
Unlike before, he didn't leave only one piece of music in the box. Instead, he included several nocturnal tunes that were similar to each other but had different styles.
Lyrical, sentimental, sad, and melancholy tunes.
Balalaika held the harp for nearly two hours without leaving the illusions.
When the illusions were about to end, Balalaika finally put the harp aside. She smiled and didn't say anything else.
This crystal harp music box was indeed not bad. The music was very interesting, and it was very suitable for the night of this frozen Old World.
Besides, Balalaika loved music, which was evident from how she kept humming during their last encounter. This was why Angor chose to use the music box.
She liked the music box very much. Unfortunately, she had already heard all the music in it, so she had already memorized it.
Therefore, the crystal harp wasn't as attractive to her as before.
Balalaika felt that she had just taken advantage of Angor's offer. Her impatience disappeared.
She had already memorized the music in the music box. But she had to admit that the illusions that accompanied the music were worth watching. Therefore, when her gaze wandered to the second monument, her heart was filled with anticipation.
"This is the Monument Loop. I hope you'll like it, Miss Balalaika," Angor added as she picked up the second item.
Balalaika activated the second ornament. She was intrigued when the scene before her changed.
Monument Loop was none other than Monument Valley, the game that attracted the likes of Sunders, Kanter, and the others.
Just like Balalaika, the main character of Monument Valley was also a woman, so she was more immersed in the game than the other players.
Balalaika spent more time in the illusions this time. It took her more than four hours to get out of the illusions. She didn't have enough time. Besides, she was playing the game from the perspective of a mortal, which meant she had to spend a lot of time to figure out the intricacies. Balalaika was a little disappointed that she didn't get to finish the game this time.
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