"Eat slowly, you're so noticeable. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Looking at the wolfing appearance of Lines in front of him, Tyrone reminded in a low voice.

Lines stopped, looked around, and saw that there were quite a few people watching him.

"If somebody asks here, 'What's the suspicious person lately?' and they're going to say, 'Ah, I saw a hillbilly in a restaurant yesterday, and it was as funny as not eating in three years.' Then you exposed us. ”

Tyrone tapped the table with a spoon and said to Lines.

"That's right, boy, although that literary young man looks very sullen, what he said still makes some sense, you are really ashamed of my face. ”

Will this magic sword have a face?

Lines muttered a few words in his mind, then nodded, slowing down the speed at which he put the food in his mouth.

"Haha...... Life is too short to waste so much time on eating. ”

At this moment, there was a burst of laughter on the table next to him, and Lines looked back to see a man with a strange hairstyle holding a wine bottle in his hand, his eyes were foggy, and he looked slightly drunk.

He was poorly dressed, but very neat, and seemed to be very attentive to his appearance, and there was a wound on his face that crossed the bridge of his nose, which made him look a little more vicissitudes.

The most striking thing was a long curved knife leaning beside him, even if it was tucked away in the scabbard, it constantly exuded a sharp aura, making people dare not approach.

Lines had never seen such a knife before, nor had he seen this person's outfit, and he didn't look like someone from anywhere on the continent.

At this time, Tyrone gave Lines a look and motioned for Lines not to meddle.

Seeing that Lines didn't answer his words, the man shook his head and drank the wine from the bottle.

"Huh...... Life is short, life is short, and it is even shorter to have to stuff things like eating and sleeping in a short life......"

With that, staggering, the man walked upstairs.

Although Tyrone told him not to meddle in his affairs, Lines couldn't help but look at the man twice.

"Don't be overly concerned about those you think are dangerous, so you can live longer. ”

Patting Lines on the shoulder, Tyrone got up and went to negotiate the housing with the waiter.

By this time, it was getting late outside, and there were many entertainers outside the tavern, who were playing all kinds of acrobatics in the street, which was very eye-catching.

And Lines, as a twelve-year-old, was naturally very curious about this kind of thing.

Among them, a clown is holding several knives that look like toy daggers and throwing them around, and from time to time he makes a variety of difficult movements, which attracts a burst of applause from the people around him.

Gradually, Lines was also attracted by the performance, and couldn't help but come forward to watch it carefully.

"Okay, next, I'm going to give a gift to one of the kids there. ”

At this time, the clown magically took out a gift box from behind him, held it high above his head and said to everyone.

The atmosphere of the scene has been stirred up by this clown, and the children present have shouted for gifts.

Lines, on the other hand, remained silent, accustomed to living in the depths of the alley, and he was a little unable to open his mouth in the face of such scenes.

"Ah, what shy lucky one, congratulations, you are the owner of this gift"

At this time, the clown seemed to notice Lines, pointed to the gift in his hand, and handed it to him.

Lines looked at the clown in front of him, he was dressed in green and had a funny smile on his face, he looked very attractive.

Just as Lines was about to produce a gift, he suddenly pulled it back with a strong force.

"It's time to go back, Lines. ”

Lines looked back and saw that Tyrone was standing behind him with a gloomy face, while his eyes were fixed on the clown in front of him.

"Oh, sir, this gift originally belonged to this child, and I am not going to accept it. ”

……

Tyrone didn't speak, he grabbed Rain's hand and walked towards the tavern.

For some reason, before leaving, Lines faintly heard a voice echoing in Lines's ears.

"Hehehehe...... You can't refuse the gift I gave you. ”

Click.

Locking the door, Tyrone covered the window with a thick layer of cloth.

"As a retainer of the Duke Kao family, that is, your senior, I would like to teach you the first point first - put away your curiosity and try to be the least obtrusive. ”

After a bit of scramble, Tyrone sat back on his bed and flipped through his unknown book.

Lines, on the other hand, was still thinking about the clown just now.

In retrospect, that clown, in addition to being funny, seems to have some other ingredients in his movements.

For example...... Uncanny?

At this time, Lines found that Hadias, who usually laughed at himself when he encountered this kind of thing, did not speak, but looked at him as if he was watching a play.

"What's wrong, is there something wrong with me. ”

"No...... I just think there's going to be a good show to watch. ”

Got a good show?

Lines knew Hadias must know something, but he couldn't figure it out.