In the evening, Varina returned from the West District and came to the Backlund Bridge area.
He came here looking for the Brave Bar.
Of course, this time he just came to explore the route in advance, and had no intention of further contact.
Although he has information in another memory to guide him, in fact, every step he takes is stepping into an unknown area. Being able to confirm one or two things in advance will make him feel much more at ease.
Varina remembered that the Brave Bar in the Bridge District was a meeting point for a circle of extraordinary people, but he didn't remember exactly which street it was on.
He inquired all the way, spent a lot of time, and finally found the bar on Iron Gate Street, and saw its black wooden door and the big man guarding the door.
"Sure enough, there is this bar! But I won't go in today. I'll come back when I'm ready."
Varina retracted his gaze and continued along the street as if passing by, and soon left Iron Gate Street from the other end.
Almost two hours later, Varina, who had dinner outside, finally returned to his own little world. After taking a bath, he leaned lazily on the bedside, vaguely thinking about ways to make money, and soon fell asleep.
…
At noon the next day, Warina came to the dormitory area of Backlund University again.
Although there was only one day off each rotation, he had discussed it with John before and exchanged a rotation with him, thus getting two consecutive days of free time.
"...I don't know if this is your good luck or mine, haha. Anyway, when I asked my classmates about Russell's notes, I soon gained something."
Varina couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He gently pushed away the ordinary cup of coffee in front of him and placed the book handed to him by his cousin.
"let me see……"
Two books, one "On the Origin of the Ancient Fusac Language" and one "Introduction to Hermes", have a note sandwiched between them, which must be the Russell Notes that Reyes mentioned.
Varina picked up the book on top and flipped through a few pages at random, but actually observed the content on the note with his peripheral vision.
He was eager to confirm the dream memory through Russell's secret text, so much so that he couldn't wait.
What caught his eye was a line of simplified Chinese that was skewed and twisted, with enlarged and deformed fonts. Varina quickly recognized the specific content:
"March 6th, damn, the food here makes me almost constipated!"
His pupils shrank suddenly.
Shock!
Even though he felt that he was mentally prepared, Varina was still stunned on the spot and felt his scalp numb.
It's all true!
So Russell is definitely a so-called time traveler!
"At the same time, me too?"
Varina seemed to have returned to the night when he awakened his memory, and once again faced that seemingly ordinary and terrible question - who am I?
Previously, he had barely suppressed another personality by relying on his doubts about the authenticity of that memory and his unchangeable external identity. But as he verified step by step, especially the killer of Russell's diary, he was once again in danger.
After a while, Reyes noticed something strange about Varina.
He noticed from the beginning that Warina started to be in a daze after getting the book, but he thought that the other person was studying or memorizing a certain text. When he noticed that Warina's expression began to become a little stiff and distorted, he realized vaguely:
Something happened.
"Hey, cousin, how are you?"
Reyes subconsciously patted Warina on the shoulder and asked with concern in his eyes.
"ah?"
Warina woke up and said, "Ahem, I'm fine, I just suddenly remembered something."
He quickly closed the book in his hand and put it back on the paper, covering up the crooked Chinese characters. Then, he instinctively looked at his cousin and asked:
"Reyes, I want to ask you a question, what kind of person do you think I am?"
This question is difficult to answer.
Reyes wanted to make some casual jokes to deal with it, but an inexplicable restlessness prevented him from doing so, so he had to lean back in his chair, think about it and then spoke:
"In my eyes, you are a strong person."
Varina was a little surprised: "Is it that simple?"
Reyes raised his hand and pressed it, signaling Varina not to worry, and then continued:
"You never ask others for help unless you have to. That's why I say you are a strong person."
"Besides that, you're a kind person."
"Maybe you usually have a cold personality and are difficult to get along with, but that's just an appearance. Essentially, it's because you're afraid of disturbing others. This is a special kind of kindness."
At this point, Reyes turned to look at Varina and smiled reluctantly, "That's about it. If we go on, we will mention the shortcomings."
"No, say more!"
Varina looked a little excited because he found that Reyes' seemingly light words made him feel a lot more relaxed.
"Do you want to say more?" Reyes was a little troubled and hesitantly continued: "Your shortcomings are actually the same as before."
"It's hard for someone like you to make enough connections."
"In other words, if you don't make changes, you need to work harder than ordinary people to have a happy life."
At the end of the sentence, Reyes suddenly sat up, stared into Varina's eyes and asked:
"Cousin, why don't you try to change it once?"
This question shocked Warina's heart, and his cousin seemed to have noticed something.
But this is not something he can help solve.
Thinking of this, Varina drank the coffee on the table, then stood up, pretending not to hear his cousin's advice:
"Thank you for your comment, Reyes."
"That's all for today. It's time for me to go back."
Reyes stood up immediately and said, "Okay, see you next month."
…
7 p.m.
Iron Gate Street, Brave Bar.
Varina pushed the door open and immediately felt the strong smell of alcohol mixed with the strange smell and the commotion inside.
He felt uncomfortable in such an environment, but he still frowned, looked for the bar, and squeezed past.
"A glass of Southwell beer."
He lacked knowledge about drinks and could only imitate Klein's choices from memory.
"5p."
The bartender behind the bar glanced at Varina, "If this is your first time drinking, I suggest you try 'Half and Half'. It has a softer taste than Southwell beer."
"Okay, let's have a glass of 'half and half.'" Varina accepted the bartender's offer.
"Four and one-halfpence."
Varina counted enough coins and put them on the bar, getting a large wooden cup filled with light yellow wine. He tried to take a sip and found that it was slightly sweet in the mouth, without the expected bitterness of beer, and it felt okay.
He raised his glass to greet the bartender: "Not bad, thank you for your suggestion."
"This is my job, as long as you like it."
Varina smiled and nodded, "It would be even better if you could do me one more favor. I'll look for Kaspars Kanrinen."
Hearing this, the smile on the bartender's face immediately faded a lot. He looked at Varina with a scrutinizing gaze for a few seconds before pouting somewhere to the side, "Over there, billiards room No. 2."
"Thanks again."
Varina picked up the wine glass and left the bar.
