Atacapa, Texas. Blue waves rippled in the distance, and the sea breeze dispelled the lingering heat. Jeanne used her palms to build a small tent for herself, looking into the distance: "Why were the three of us thrown into such a ghost place?" On the nearby pier, There is an old small fishing boat parked.
Next to it stood a badly faded one with the words
"Welcome to Atacapa" wooden sign. This is obviously the New World.
"An accident happened again." Fringilla couldn't help complaining: "But this time, although we were separated from the adults, at least we followed up."
"What kind of place is the New World?" Prajna said slowly, with a rare hint of curiosity in his tone.
Jeanne thought for a moment and replied: "A place where demons dance wildly. Everything new in the world can happen here, no matter how incredible it is." She glanced at Fringilla and Prajna, the former of whom could not leave the door. The latter is a gatekeeper who lives in hell all day long and rarely has the chance to go out. He doesn't look very reliable.
"In short, it's a mess here. Texas is relatively better, but it's certainly not as good as the British colonies to the north."
"Most of the first batch of colonists were exiled criminals. There were only a few honest people who dared to leave their homes. In addition, the living space in Europe was limited. Except for the Blood Royal Court and the Wolf Clan, many of the dark creatures were helpless. Those who had no place to return to came to the New World, so this is really not a good place." She also has a share of credit for this.
Many dark creatures were hunted down by her and her knights and had nowhere to escape, so they had no choice but to leave their homes, abandon their original territories, and move to the new continent as a family unit.
There was a trace of curiosity on Fringilla's face as she looked around: "I often heard about the legends of the New World in Transylvania, but it doesn't look like there are any monsters here."
"Of course, Atacapa belongs to Texas. This is the territory of the Basilicata wolf clan. The wolves have taken root here and seized the power to govern here. Naturally, they will not let this place fall into chaos." None of the three of them had ever been to this distant land, even including Jeanne, who had traveled over half of the continent in order to hunt down dark creatures.
Many people on the European continent have a prejudice against the New World. In fact, this prejudice is not necessarily a prejudice.
In the world of yesterday's giant ships, South America is still the sphere of influence of the two countries, Imbilia. As time goes by, the colonial rule of the two countries gradually disintegrates. At present, only Cuba has a small Spanish colony left.
But the North American format is completely different from the real world. For example, in the 1870s, the anti-British militia led by George Washington fell apart and was hanged in Richmond, so North America was still in disarray.
Except for the autonomous dominion established by the British in the eastern coastal area based on the Thirteen Colonies, which is relatively stable, the remaining local forces are complicated and complicated - aboriginal people, supernatural beings, evil worshipers, dark creatures, separatist warlords, escaped slaves... The vast majority of these forces are far from worthy of the title of country. Some so-called groups composed of escaped slaves
The "Kingdom" still practices slavery and even traffics in people with the same skin color as itself from Africa.
"Fellow fellow". Coupled with the limited land development due to the vast land and sparsely populated areas, native dark creatures, headhunters, and ferocious beasts are rampant here. In Europe, they have become synonymous with poor mountains and harsh waters.
Jeanne stood up and patted the mud on her boots: "Let's go and walk around the city. When we get to Texas, as long as we can meet up with the Basilicata family, we won't miss the main battlefield. .”…Atacapa is just a small city.
People seem to be living and working in peace and contentment, and from time to time you can see cowboys armed with bows and arrows driving groups of horses running out of the city.
A group of people walked into a dilapidated restaurant. Even the signboard was nailed to the wall crookedly - a fixed nail was obviously missing, and the wine glass pattern on it had become blurry in the wind and sun. .
There was no one in the pub in the afternoon. The bartender was lying on the bar, dozing off. The sound of wind chimes when a group of people pushed the door open startled the man. He rubbed his eyes, and then rubbed his eyes again, feeling something in his heart.
The absurd feeling of "Am I still dreaming?" How could there be such a beautiful woman in a place like Atacapa?
And there are three of them! The bartender was stunned for so long that Jeanne placed a gold coin with Lothar's face on the mottled bar table. It made a crisp sound before he came back to his senses.
"Here are three drinks." Jeanne raised three fingers: "I'll give you the rest as a tip." She knew that the money she spent here would not be synchronized to the real world. Since In this case, it is better to spend more generously.
"Thank you...thank you."
"Would you like something softer or stronger? Our signature 'White Seagull' is one of the best, and everyone in the 'family' is very fond of it." The bartender's voice stuttered a little, and he tried to make his movements more chic. , more polite, and when he smiled, he subconsciously pursed his lips to avoid exposing his front teeth, which were yellowed by smoke.
"Okay, let's do this." After Jeanne said that, she waited boredly. The furnishings here are quite simple. There are many obvious marks of sword slashes on the round table and on the floor.
A huge stuffed elk head hangs on the wall, and an old firecracker is placed in a conspicuous place behind the bartender.
It’s really a place with fierce folk customs. Prajna silently remembered the scene in front of him, and decided to write these in the next time he wrote a new book.
The wine was quickly mixed. Jeanne took the glass and took a sip. A trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes. Bah, I knew there was absolutely no good wine in this damn place: "Mr. Bartender, you just mentioned
"People of the family," right? "The bartender couldn't help but look at the three beautiful scenes in front of him, wishing he could imprint them in his mind. After hearing the words, he said casually: "Yes, he is a member of the family. Everyone knows that Texas is the territory of the Basilicata family. "
“What should I do if I want to negotiate a business deal with them?”
"Negotiating business with them?" The bartender came back to his senses: "Three ladies, are you sure? The family members are all killers who kill without blinking an eye. Although they are still reasonable, but..."
"But what?" A loud voice opened the door and walked in: "Old John, don't let me hear you say bad things about us in private again. Without our protection, it's doubtful whether your tavern can continue to open. ." This is a young man wearing a cowboy hat and holding a cigarette in his mouth. He is at least two meters tall, followed by two younger brothers who are following suit.
When he saw Jeanne and the other three, the man's originally frivolous expression couldn't help but become embarrassed. He threw away the cigarette and nervously squeezed out a smile that he thought was handsome: "Three beautiful ladies, are you interested in having a drink with us? ?" The boys laughed.
But the beauties, who were expected to appear panicked, didn't make any move. They just looked at them calmly, which made the three of them feel a little frightened.
The man's eyes suddenly widened. This woman... seems familiar? etc! Isn't this who that is?
Visible beads of sweat dripped from his temples.
"Do you know me?" Jeanne crossed her legs with a playful expression. The man suppressed the idea of turning around and running away through the door, and nodded nervously.
"Tell the leader here to come to me. I am your friend, Miss Chelinina." The man nodded quickly.
But he made up his mind to go back and notify the family members to evacuate this small city after leaving this tavern.
"Are you kidding me? That is the Glory Knight of the Holy Church. It is said that she has been alive for hundreds of years. There are not many dark creatures in the entire continent who would not feel frightened when facing her!"
"How could she go to a remote place like Atacapa? Even if she has to deal with the family, she should go to Wolfsburg..." The man's heart was filled with turmoil, but he didn't dare to show too many emotions on his face. He was just too busy. Nodding.
"Don't be afraid, little guy. I have changed my career. Now I have no interest in dealing with small characters like you. There are so many dark creatures in the New World. When it comes to evil deeds, your Basilicata family is not even ranked." To rule, there must be order.
The wolf clan's rule over its territory can hardly be considered just, but there are too many monsters, monsters, and various forces in North America. Some evil sects sacrifice human beings every day without anyone caring about them. In comparison, the wolf clan's rule is actually unfair. is the mildest.
Fringilla hummed softly: "Stop talking. If you keep talking, I'm afraid he will be scared to death by you. Little guy, we are really friends of your Miss Chelinina. We have something important to talk to you about." The clan leader discussed." What to discuss?
Have you discussed how to serve us all at once? The man glanced around subconsciously, fearing that a group of holy knights wearing heavy armor and shrouded in holy light would rush out at the next moment to purify evil dark creatures like him into ashes.
"Boss, what are you talking about? Do these three beautiful girls have any great backgrounds?" The younger brothers looked at a loss and had no idea that their family had always been brave and fearless.
"Jiaotou", how could he be so frightened suddenly? Even if they are beautiful women with backgrounds, they didn't really offend each other.
