"The other world allows people like this to sell alchemy potions everywhere?" Uriel looked at the wine bottle uneasily, "Or is Mr. Haynes's bar an exception?"
"It seems that you have noticed the difference here." After the bar was cleared, Soran wrote back on the glass. "Eds Haynes is not a local, he is from Croita and he is our contact person"
"I wouldn't mind you elaborating on that."
"As if I owe you," Mr. Ring responded unhappily, "But if I don't tell you, you will ask the girl, right?" I won't give you a chance"
Uriel pretended not to hear: "Is Croita the hometown of Mr. Haines?"
"To be precise, his hometown is Brumnot. Gauta Croy is one of the seven fulcrums of the mysterious realm. In the eyes of ignorant mortals like you, she is equivalent to the suzerain kingdom of the Eastman Kingdom." Sauron introduced it very clearly, but the apprentice thought that the lack of adjectives was completely Can be more precise. "Brumnot, the city of floating clouds, is the main city of Croita, which is also the capital. Do you understand?
No need to explain now, Uriel also understood the meaning of "connector". It seemed reasonable for the sovereign state to send envoys to garrison Eastman. But he was more concerned about the name "Brumnot": "You said that the capital of the tower is the City of Floating Clouds?"
“It’s just a title, literally. She is thousands of miles high in the sky, sitting on the edge of the clouds. In other words, it has nothing to do with the "Cloud Train". "I know what you want to ask, but if you stay in the mortal world, that's all the information you get. The detailed records of the mystery are all stored in the seven fulcrums, which form the mysterious realm of Knox.』
"What you say makes sense, Mr. Gessen, but let's be realistic: I am just a mortal, not a character in an opera story." Uriel told it, "If returning home requires losing my life, why should I do it?" How about not living here?" He paused slightly. "What's more, mortals are already dangerous enough. There are mysterious creatures selling magic potions that can ignite fire everywhere! In my opinion, most of the people who can survive in the other world until now have made the same choice as me."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Sauron categorically denied, "Normally there is no such weird thing." Only a fool would sell a potion as perfume, something is wrong here"
"Well done, wise Mr. Gessen. Could it be that no one stopped her? Or did she just come for us?" I think something is wrong with you, too. "Do something. Are you just going to stay like this?"
"You're using me as a detection station, kid?" Who knows if anyone cares. Anyway, it’s not under my control... This is a matter between Eds Haynes and the master. I am a rune life, not the ‘Nightingale Nemesis’”
What the hell. "In other words, someone is handling these matters?" Uriel thought of the messenger Joey who disappeared outside the attic window. Since he could climb out of the window, it must be easy to jump off. Did he leave just to deal with this matter? "Then what do you care about?"
"I have been ordered to stay at the Knox Bar." The ring showed an arrogant tone with its font, "Specialized in managing mortals to prevent you from randomly making trouble." Just now, it was quite useful.
"I will definitely cooperate." Uriel said, "But Geneva actually came directly to the tavern to sell. I guess all the noble mysterious envoys are short of manpower. I will close the doors and windows tightly, and you can inform others. Or the detection station will do it. Such a thing?"
"I told you, something is wrong here. The woman was walking around with a bag of alchemical potions, as if this was the Black City. In the outside world, Uriel had also heard of the Black City, which was almost a lawless place and was notorious for producing addictive tobacco leaves. Yuanyang is also the birthplace of countless rumors and song and dance scripts. "Even the devil's association fifteen years ago was not so arrogant. What is her background?"
"I guess you're not asking me."
The runes on the ring flickered. Although it wrote nothing and could not speak, Uriel could still feel its contempt. The apprentice refrained from throwing out the ring that deserved a beating. At least it saved my life just now. Repaying kindness with vengeance is unthinkable for Gaia believers.
"Lock the door," the ring commanded, "and no one is allowed to open the door." I'm afraid Eds Haynes has work to deal with, and my master would rather climb through the window. Didn't you see it?" Without the messenger, it became unscrupulous. "I see that I will have to send someone to pick him up in the end. Without me, he could sit in reverse until he left the city.』
It's no better without you. Uriel thought to himself, didn't Mr. Haynes make an appointment to pick someone up? Eighty percent of the time, you two together wouldn't be able to make it to the agreed upon location. As for how the messenger found Knox Bar, he guessed that it might be because of the Cloud Train. But this need not be said to the wise Mr. Gessen.
"Uriel." When he locked the door, the waitress Cecilia poked her head out holding a wine glass. She looked around carefully and was surprised by the apprentice's behavior. "I haven't said anything yet."
Uriel only looked at the wine glass in her hand and understood that she had misunderstood. But the coincidence came just in time, and he decided not to mention Geneva and her deadly potion, so as not to scare Cecilia...wait, did she also use alchemical potions regularly? Is this Giniva's first day spreading the fire potion? "When was the last time the alchemist came to visit?" he blurted out.
"About noon." The waitress was holding something in both hands, so she had to turn her head and push up her glasses with her shoulder. "Oh, I have to prepare the heating on time...you are so thoughtful."
"No...that's not what I meant." Uriel almost bit his tongue during the tense moment. "What day! I mean, how often does he come here?"
"More than ten days. Less than two weeks. I can't remember exactly, but every time Mr. Eds goes out, he might invite friends to drink." Cecilia put down her glass like a thief, "Only No. X’s adventurers appear from time to time.”
A false alarm. Uriel was already half relieved. The last time Mr. Eze went out was to receive an envoy, and the Knox mercenary group was eating and drinking in the restaurant at that time. He felt that with the vigilance of the dwarf Painter, it was unlikely that Geneva would get close to Cecilia. "Then you got your alchemy potion from him?"
"Mr. Chester gave me a discount."
The apprentice breathed a sigh of relief. "He's so kind."
"Of course. He is an old friend of Mr. Haynes. They were classmates in Blumnot. I am not suitable for lighting fires. He also promised to research related potions for me when he enters the High Circle in the future." Cecilia obviously trusts the other person, "But I don't seem to need it. I heard that to become a mysterious creature, I have to leave Eastman and go to Mr. Eze's hometown. It's too far. Isn't this scary?" "
Uriel had just begun to understand the dangers in the mysterious realm. If Sauron the Ring was not there, he might have turned into ashes at this moment... On the bright side, he might have become a mysterious creature. It's just that he's been having bad luck lately, so it's safest not to think about ridiculous things. When I save enough money someday, it won't be too late for me to go find Mr. Chester. At least double the money...
"There are regulations," Sauron explained. "Apprentices of the garrison need to go to the headquarters to undergo the fire test." She said it as if we were inhumane.』
However, things are never that simple. Cecilia looked through the lenses, as if she had something to say. Mysterious creatures think differently than mortals, so Sauron doesn't understand the meaning. After all, Mr. Ring has no eyes. Maybe she and the apprentice were worried about the same thing... at least he hoped so.
"It is indeed terrible." Uriel said softly, "There is nothing wrong with this." He took a wine glass.
"This is the first glass of wine in my life." Cecilia blinked and brushed aside her bangs. Her eyes and hair were such unique colors that the apprentice couldn't help but notice them all the time.
"No one has stolen wine with you before, right?"
"Mostly." Cecilia held her glasses with one hand. "Is this your first drink, Uriel?" The mist from her breath condensed on the glass. "Tell the truth. Padawan. Tell the truth."
The wine glass in Uriel's hand tilted unconsciously, and he didn't even see the words Sauron's ring wrote on the glass. Naturally, he didn't have the spare money to buy these spicy drinks when he was out in the world. The answer didn't require much thought...but for some reason, it was hard for him to make a sound. He has always considered himself to be quite eloquent.
The feeling at this moment is really indescribable. I had just experienced a life-or-death crisis, Uriel thought, perhaps confusing two similar emotions. But who cares about the truth? He actually felt it was very unreal.
But he had to say something. "The truth is," said Uriel, "of course..."
"Bang bang bang!"
The second half of the sentence stuck in his throat, and all the passion disappeared. Uriel came to his senses and found that what was written on the glass of the cabinet was: "Someone is coming." He didn't know what expression to make.
As a result, the other party reacted even more. Cecilia jumped up. "Hide the wine quickly!" she shouted, "Haines won't let me drink." The waitress hurriedly opened the sliding door of the counter and almost spilled all the wine on the ledger. Uriel supported her in time to avoid the bad luck of copying the ledger again. If it really happened, he wouldn't be able to watch Cecilia copy it, and he would probably have to deal with it himself.
"Hide mine too." Drinking it directly was undoubtedly the best solution, but neither of them thought about it. These two drinks mean a lot. Uriel handed the cup over and turned to cross the aisle. "Who?" He didn't open the door directly.
No one responded. The apprentice waited patiently for a while until Cecilia calmed down and hid all the evidence. "Who's out there?" he asked again.
Still no answer. Uriel suspected that the person outside the door had left. After all, a pub that's obviously closed isn't worth visiting. But when he turned back, he suddenly found that Cecilia's expression was a little strange. The waitress pointed to the right. No, the bar has a window.
A woman in a black dress stood outside the glass.
