Chapter 328: Marseille of the Vampire Clan (2)

To the east of Uto, the horse racing field.

The vast venue, which occupies almost one-tenth of the city's area, the luxurious observation deck adjacent to the city wall, and the bustling crowds above the observation deck, all showed George the enjoyment of this grand event. level of attention.

Gambling happens wherever people gather. A beautiful human lady is walking through the gaps in the crowd at the observation deck, constantly selling chips and gambling tickets. At the same time, a mysterious man wearing a veil leans on the side and shakes his pocket. The gold bag inside was whispering slang to the punters coming and going——

They are loan sharks. In addition to the gold coins prepared for lending to enthusiastic gamblers, the gold bags also prepare countless magic contracts and soul contracts. Even if the deadbeat gamblers escape to the ends of the earth, they cannot escape from the contract. Curse and Tracking.

Since ancient times, gambling and loans have been a family.

As the biggest ceremony that took place during the first holiday of the Reaper Mercenary Group, George had met his men more than once on the way to Marseille. These second-generation ancestors were not short of money, and they all looked high-spirited and had money on their waists. With the bag of gold coins hanging on it, he obviously wanted to go there and try his luck.

Of course, George is not very interested in gambling, and the purpose of his trip is not for "good luck." As Benjamin's special guest, George found his seat in the VIP area at the top of the observation deck.

Looking down from the top of the observation deck, you can have an unobstructed view of every corner of the entire stadium. This means that from macro-tactics, local positioning, to teamwork and personal skills, whether you are simply enjoying It is a visual feast for the battle, and it is the best place to study and learn from Uto's unique blood race equestrian skills. This is the best place to watch.

However, what made George a little concerned was that on the viewing platform below the VIP area, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a white figure that seemed very familiar to him. It was a man in white clothes and a big-brimmed hat. A beautiful lady whose every move is carried with a dazzling grace and self-satisfaction that eclipses everything around her.

That beautiful lady is naturally Sirna, the daughter of the great demon Geralt. As if aware of George's gaze, Hilna also turned to him. She picked up the hem of her skirt with both hands, crossed her feet and nodded slightly. While doing a very standard aristocratic salute, she even responded to George with a graceful greeting. Smile.

"Chief Benjamin, who is that girl? Do you know her?"

Out of curiosity, George asked the patriarch of the Franklin family next to him.

"Huh? Is there such a stunning...ahem, I mean...naturally beautiful lady in the city?"

Obviously, Benjamin was also attracted by Sirna's innate temperament, but fortunately he was also a person who had seen the world. In order to prevent George from misunderstanding, he coughed a few times and then turned his attention back to On the playing field.

"Captain George, I'm really sorry. I don't know this lady. This is a port city after all. It's not surprising that all kinds of races and characters appear. I estimate that this lady probably came from a first-level main city. She must be the daughter of a rich and noble family. If she were a resident of this city, I would definitely not miss the number one person with such a unique temperament!"

"Really...Oh, the players are on the field, let's watch the game first!"

After asking to no avail, George had to put the question aside and turn his attention to Marseille. Regarding Sirna, George's intuition kept reminding him that this beautiful lady was not a simple person. She might even have a certain connection with the white figure that George accidentally saw when the thieves were eliminated in the valley!