When Sennefer was still trying to figure out what Sunders meant, the woman in the bar finally responded.
"There are rules. But I'm not sure if you're a guest."
Her beautiful voice surprised Sunders for a second. However, he quickly adjusted himself. Then, he stretched out his finger and gently rubbed it. A little bit of fine dust leaked out from his fingertips.
As soon as the sand touched the ground, it was blown away by a gust of wind toward the cliff in the distance.
There was still a long distance between the cliff and the graveyard. If someone were to look at the edge of the cliff, they would see a graceful figure slowly appearing. She reached out her hand and collected the dust from Sunders' grave.
"The quality is not bad. Looks like it's from the Jiao Zhilin on the sixth floor. Heh, it's quite daring." She muttered in a low voice and threw the sand down the cliff.
Below the cliff was an endless sea.
The water was calm, but when the sand touched the ground, it stirred up tiny waves.
Looking at the tiny wolf head, the woman's eyes flashed with nostalgia and she softly hummed a little tune.
At first, the tune sounded gentle and affectionate, but after careful exploration, one would discover that there was still a faint trace of melancholy in the bright and beautiful tune, which could not be dispelled nor forgotten.
The melodious tune not only soothed the splashes of the waves, but also spread to the cemetery.
"Huh? That's the woman humming? But why does she sound like she's not in the bar? "Madelyne frowned.
"Compared to the humming, I'm more curious about what Your Excellency Phantom Demon said before. Also, what did the woman in the bar mean by 'right'? "Vifet's eyes flashed.
"More importantly, the Phantom Demon Pavilion seems to have taken the initiative to come here." Brofen voiced his suspicions.
Sunders was here to save Angor, of course. But to save Angor, he only needed to work with them from the inside. There was no need for him to enter the place.
Sunders was not only here to save Angor, but he also had a request.
From their conversation, they mentioned "business" and "guest". What did Sunders come to the Resting Ground to do? Wait a minute.
Now, most people had doubts in their hearts. However, there were only a few people who actually listened to the tune. On the other hand, the skeleton army and the Grave Knights were seriously listening to the humming. They even slowly returned underground along with the humming.
White Bones burrowed into the ground and continued to sleep.
The Grave Knight returned to the coffin and rested.
When the humming came to an end, the entire cemetery returned to the silence and emptiness that it had been when they first entered. Only the rubble on the ground and the large number of cracks on the ground proved that a fierce battle had taken place here not long ago.
Although the humming had stopped, the melody was still echoing in the cemetery.
When everything returned to normal, the woman at the edge of the cliff took one last deep look at the calm sea before her figure gradually disappeared.
At the same time, everyone heard voices coming from the bar again.
"The deal is done. Come in." This time, the voice was less frivolous and more gloomy.
Sunders put his hat on his chest and bowed slightly. Then, he stepped into the bar.
The barrier of light that blocked Sennefer's path didn't appear this time.
Sennefer hesitated and tried to follow Sunders, only to find that she was still blocked by the barrier.
Sennefer's expression darkened. She humphed and returned to Dokibell's back.
When she reached the entrance of the Frost Church, she heard Brofen muttering to himself, "The deal is done? When did Mister Phantom make a deal with her? "
"It must be the sand from before." Sennefer was standing behind Sunders, so she could clearly see the dust flowing out of his fingertips.
Sand? Did he just make a deal with the woman in the bar?
Sennefer humphed. "Wait until Sunders comes out. We'll know the answer soon enough."
The lights in the bar were dim, and the people outside had no idea what was going on inside.
However, they could smell the faint aroma of alcohol from time to time, which prevented Sennefer from meditating.
About ten minutes later, the curtain covering the bar was lifted. Sunders put on his hat again and walked out of the bar.
After leaving the bar, Sunders turned around and bowed to the door. "Thank you for your hospitality."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of high heels stepping on the floor came from the bar.
Everyone looked at the source of the sound.
A pair of slender and fair legs, as well as exquisite red high heels, were exposed under the cloth. Then, a hand with painted nails reached out from the cloth and slowly lifted it up —
Everyone's eyes simultaneously reflected the face of the woman leaning against the door of the bar.
They were looking forward to seeing her face because of her beautiful voice. But when they looked at her face, they realized that she wasn't exactly beautiful.
Wavy hair, narrow eyes, thick lips, and a small red mole on one side of her lips.
She wasn't stunningly beautiful. At first glance, she looked ordinary. But after looking at her for a long time, people began to notice her unique charm.
It wasn't because of her face. Instead, it was because of other details.
For example, her graceful figure, her bright red dress fluttering in the wind, and her messy hair, as well as her casual yet enchanting posture when she leaned against the door.
Even the long-handled tobacco pipe lying in her palm had a flirtatious look to it as she puffed out smoke.
She wasn't beautiful, but she was extremely charming.
"I heard that Balalaika is more charming than a succubus. Now I see that it's true," Sunders praised.
The woman called Balalaika chuckled. "I accept your compliment. But it's useless. Next time, we'll follow the rules."
"Of course."
"What's the deal you're talking about?" Sennefer's cold voice suddenly interrupted.
Sunders glanced at Sennefer but didn't answer.
Balalaika took a deep puff from her pipe and exhaled a thin layer of white smoke. Her face was faintly discernible in the smoke. "As a person who abides by the rules, I will not reveal the details of the transaction."
After speaking righteously, he changed the topic, "Of course, if you want to make a deal with me and want to ask about the details of the deal, I can tell you."
Sunders' expression didn't change at all.
Sennefer continued, "So you're talking about information, Mister Sunders?"
Balalaika didn't answer. It all depended on what the other party wanted.
"What do I have to pay, Mister Sunders?" Sennefer asked.
"Sand of Resurrection."
Sand of Resurrection? Sennefer was surprised. She had never heard of such a material before. Was it the sand Sunders gave her? Was that why this woman called Balalaika wanted to make a deal with Sunders?
"If you don't have Sand of Resurrection, but you have something I'm interested in, I can still make a deal with you." Perhaps Balalaika liked these humans a lot more after the deal with Sunders.
"Something you're interested in? For example? "
Something flashed in Balalaika's eyes. Sennefer felt a chill down her spine as if someone was looking at her from head to toe. Even the things she hid in her personal space were exposed to the eyes of the intruder.
Sennefer looked at Balalaika cautiously. "What did you do?"
Balalaika clicked her tongue. "You said you wanted to show me something I'm interested in, didn't you? Too bad. You have two things I'm interested in, but I don't think they belong to you. "
Sennefer's eyes flashed with surprise. She did have two of the most valuable items on her, but they were given to her by Monkey for the time being.
Balalaika shook her head in disappointment. Suddenly, she looked behind Sennefer and saw something behind her.
However, Balalaika saw him coming out of nowhere.
Balalaika grinned and pointed a finger at Angor. "You have something I'm interested in. Do you want to make a deal with me?"
Everyone looked at Angor in shock.
Sunders' eyes darkened. "He has something you need?"
Balalaika raised an eyebrow. "Yes. And more than one."
More than one?! Sennefer also looked at Angor. It was understandable that Balalaika was interested in the two items Mister Monkey gave her. But what about Angor? Did he have something similar?
"For example?" Sunders' voice suddenly turned cold.
"His right hand is not bad," Balalaika said with a hint of inexplicable meaning.
Everyone's attention was on Angor's right hand.
Despite the illusion, anyone who tried to look carefully would still notice the change in Angor's hand.
It was slightly bigger than his left hand, and there were faint green runes floating on it.
But they didn't see anything wrong with it. But since Balalaika pointed it out, there had to be something else.
Sennefer remembered Brofen saying he wanted to study Angor's right hand, which Sennefer didn't like. Now it seemed that Angor's right hand was really something special.
Brofen looked disappointed. Now that Sunders was here, it would be difficult for him to study Angor's right hand again.
Sunders was also surprised by the change in the graveyard.
A year ago, Angor's right hand was the only thing that changed. Why was his right forearm different now?
Did Angor see that person in the Nightmare Realm again during this time?
Was that why Angor came to the Abyss Plane?
Balalaika continued, "Also, I'm interested in that thing on his chest."
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