"I have built several temporary settlements there. I may need to replace a batch of materials next year, but it is no problem to live in most settlements for two or three days - speaking of which, there are many small shelters built in the forest over there. However, the locals not only never approach them, but also strongly warn tourists and travelers to stay away from them, do you know why?”
Hesta didn't answer.
Rico lowered his head and found that Hesta had fallen asleep.
Rico wrapped the quilt around Hesta tightly again and sat back down.
Outside the window, dawn is approaching.
…
At ten minutes to nine in the morning, most of the passengers have arrived at Bishop's Restaurant one after another. Everyone found that there were a lot of people absent today. Among the people who have made a deep impression on everyone in the past few days is Sister Agnes, the red-haired one. Mercury Needle, Bree and the two young men who looked after him, Srey...and Gobelin himself.
Since Gobelin always liked to show up at every moment on important occasions, no one was particularly nervous about this.
There was no trace of the government soldiers who poured into the restaurant yesterday. Only Bernhard sat silently at the table by the window, with his arms folded and his eyes closed to meditate.
In the corridor outside Bishop's restaurant, Rene walked towards the entrance with a calm mouth.
"Mr. Blumbo?"
Rene turned around and saw Rico pushing Hesta and walking towards this side from the end of the corridor.
Rene quickly took off his hat and held it in his arms. He walked quickly towards Hesta and bowed slightly, "Hello! Ms. Hesta! Hello, Ms. Rico! Just call me Rene."
"Morning, Rene."
Hesta had a gentle expression and seemed to be in a good mood. Rene also smiled and said, "Good morning to you too!"
"Yesterday's accident didn't scare you."
"Yesterday..." René was startled, but quickly realized it. The expression on his face immediately turned a little sad, "It's a pity that I can't contact my friends here. I had a nightmare all night last night... Alas, I don’t know when this voyage will end.”
"How could it be such an unlucky coincidence?"
Rene bent down and leaned into Hesta's ear. He frowned tightly, "This is simply inevitable."
"How to say?"
Rene was about to speak when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the elevator rising not far away. He smiled and said, "Am I still lucky enough to sit at the same table with you today?"
Hesta did not speak, but just made a "please" gesture.
The three of them entered the restaurant, and several men waved to Rene from a distance. Rene walked straight towards them, turning back from time to time to smile at Hesta and Rico.
The square table that could only accommodate six people seemed a little cramped due to the arrival of Rico and Hesta. René took the initiative to move his seat to the corner. The people on the side obviously did not react, but when Rico moved Hesta Star's wheelchair was pushed to the main seat, and the men next to him quickly moved their chairs. One person moved a new chair from the empty table next to him, and respectfully invited Rico to sit down.
"What do you and Ms. Rico want to eat? I'll get it." Rene asked.
"I'll have a hard-boiled egg, two muffins, a bowl of cereal, half a block of cheese, half a passion fruit...and a few slices of ham and two spoons of jam."
"I don't care," Rico held up his cheeks, "You take a little of everything."
"Okay." Rene said and trotted to the food area, leaving a table of men looking at each other, not knowing what to say.
"Are you all Rene's friends?" Hesta asked.
The men nodded cautiously, a few of them still hesitated, and kept glancing in Rene's direction.
"What are their names?"
No one answered immediately, and at this moment, there was a sudden sound of broken glassware in the distance - Rene, holding two plates, was like a juggler. Although he tried his best to maintain the balance of his hands, everything was still too messy. It was difficult. The milk cereal placed in the middle of the dinner plate suddenly fell over, knocking over the square pot holding the fried eggs in his hand.
Hesta glanced back, and René noticed the sight and smiled sheepishly. He was too lazy to deal with the mess he had caused. He just hurriedly brought the plate that belonged to Rico, and then quickly returned to collect it. Dining area.
Rico started eating unceremoniously. The remaining people looked at this scene and began to whisper their names. Hesta listened expressionlessly. Although she didn't remember any of them, everyone said After that, she nodded.
The time pointed to nine o'clock, and Gobelin arrived on time. Many people stopped talking at this time, and the whole restaurant was quiet for a moment, but Gobelin did not give any additional reaction. He turned towards Bernhard. He walked over to the table where he was sitting, and then the two of them got up to get their food together.
The crowd resumed its dull bustle.
Rene returned to the table with the dinner plate. Although his own plate was still empty, Rene seemed to have no intention of getting up again. He pulled the chair under him forward a few times and said with a smile: "Sorry, I'm late. ”
Almost at the same moment, a man sitting at the other end of the table put down the knife and fork in his hand and walked to the dining area. After a while, he placed a plate full of food in front of René.
This strict and tacit understanding of the order made Hesta look sideways for a moment. At this moment, she seemed to have become the person with the highest status at this table - Rene offered him his almost flattering hospitality, and at the same time, he also enjoyed the attention from others. attentive.
"With so many of you getting on the boat together, don't your family and friends have any objections?" Hesta asked.
"We can't talk about it," Rene laughed twice. "We only met for the first time when we got on the boat. However, we are all people who have been supported by Mr. Roboglier for a long time, so we can talk about it in many places. .”
"...Have you never seen this before?"
"No."
Hesta was surprised for a moment. She folded a piece of waffle and said nothing.
Rene turned back and glanced in the direction of Gobelin. Gobelin was having a serious conversation with Bernhard.
"Look," René whispered, "someone is already riding on M. Robbeglier's head."
"You mean Gobelin?"
"He's a total villain, Ms. Hestad."
"I heard this comment from Bree yesterday -"
"Bree is a piece of shit."
Hesta glanced at Rene with admiration, and Rene quickly continued what he had said before, "How can such things as firearms be distributed so casually, especially in this place where everyone is in danger... Even someone like me, who has handled a gun before, can't stand the chance of making mistakes when my nerves get tense, let alone other people's."
"What do you mean by 'inevitable' just now?"
"Yes, accidental damage will happen sooner or later, as long as everyone still has weapons in their hands——"
"I'm asking you a question, and you answer me honestly," Hestad put down the spoon, "Did you have a misfire yesterday, or did you do it on purpose?"
(End of chapter)
