Chapter 12 Shelter from the limelight
"Ah......h
Felder only felt his eyes red, his face was hot, and he let go of his few hands. He didn't have time to think, and he jumped out of the crowd.
Chaos ensued and soon spread throughout the casino. Although Simpson did not understand what was happening, Simpson became a bear without the threat of his life. He flipped the table, slapped the monkey in the face and passed out, roaring at Elena and Eath.
Elena had already taken advantage of the chaos to break free from the big man who was holding her, and ran towards Vane and Felder.
Simpson grabbed the two big men next to Ise with both hands. Of course, the big men are relative, and in front of Simpson they are children. At the same time, the two of them felt that they were grabbed by a huge force, and the next moment the pain in their hearts hit, and they squatted down in pain.
Simpson picked up Ace and ran to Vane and the others. At this moment, the casino is in chaos, and gamblers are frantically rushing to the stairs.
"What just happened?" Felder asked, a little frightened. The blood on his face was wiped like the totem of a primitive tribe.
Vane shook his head and looked around in confusion. There was blood everywhere on the floor, and tables and chairs were staggered. The shattered glass, the big man groaning on the ground, everything around him seemed to change suddenly in an instant.
"Alive. Felder squatted down and tested the monkey's face before standing up, and he gestured his palm to his neck with a knife, and said, "Do you want to ......?"
"Forget it. Vane shook his head and said slowly.
"Vane, have you forgotten what he did to us, and all the nasty things he did!" said Elena. She had just finished her clothes and the blood was wiped off her face.
"The people above him won't let us go when he's dead, don't forget the black cloak. Vane hated it, but he still spoke his mind.
The crowd fell silent for a moment.
The monkey-faced body moved suddenly, and he sat up tremblingly with his hands on the ground, and said gloomily: "Why, don't you dare to kill me? Blame your ghetto friend. Of course, you won't see him anymore. ”
He licked the blood on his lips, looked at Elena with restless eyes, and said with a smile: "It's a pity, such a smelly chick will soon turn into a corpse." ”
Elena drew her short bow and stepped forward, raising her hand. "Smack!" a red mark appeared on the monkey's face.
"Ace, give him some bitter food, let him keep his mouth clean. Elena said as she put the short bow back behind her back, clasped her hands on her chest, and looked at the monkey's face in disgust.
Ace's short hair was a little messy, and she wiped tears from her face, took Vane's staff, and began chanting incantations. As the green glow at the tip of the staff lit up, the thick thorn strips climbed up the monkey's face's calves at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Hard thorns pierced into his skin, oozing blood. Immediately after that, more thorns climbed up the monkey's thighs...... Ace didn't look over, she couldn't bear to look at it again.
"Magicians, you won't let you go!" the monkey howled loudly with a twitch in his face.
"Alright, let's go!" Vane interrupted Eth's spell cast, and turned to walk towards the door.
By the time I got back to Blackwater Inn, it was already dark.
The unpleasant experience of the filthy wolf ear made everyone feel a little bad, and several people were silently eating dinner in the corner of the first floor of the Blackwater Hotel.
"Good evening, I haven't seen you all day, where have you been?" the middle-aged boss came to the table with a large wooden wine glass. After seeing everyone's sad faces, he asked, "What's the trouble?"
Felder briefly recounted what was happening at the underground casino.
The boss's face gradually became solemn, and after thinking for a while, he spoke: "I didn't expect the monkey face's revenge to come so quickly, I'm afraid you have fallen into the trap he designed." I know the filthy wolf-eared tavern, and it's the man's property. As for the black cloak, I don't know, but there have been cases of children going missing in the Beibu Bay Area lately. ”
"It will take at least two or three days for the route to the Duchy of Lukan to resume, and the Black Cloak may find us at any moment. Vane grimaced.
"Don't worry, that's what I'm trying to talk about. "The owner sat down next to Felder. He placed the glass on the table, and some of the golden rum was spilled inside. "If it's dangerous to stay in Casali, why don't you go elsewhere and avoid the limelight?"
"Are you going back to Obojar?" said Elena depressedly.
"Don't bother, you can actually go to Thorson. ”
"Don't kid, uncle, Solsen is farther away than Obohar!" Felder shook his head in disappointment.
"No, no, it's not far away, it depends on how you go. Have you ever heard of the Sokat Express?" the boss said as he rubbed his red nose and looked at the crowd.
Without waiting for everyone to answer, he continued: "This is probably the fastest means of transportation on the entire continent, and there is only one route between Thorsen and Casali. There is only one trip a day, departing from the Adventurers' Guild in Casali in the morning and returning from Hebsel in the evening. ”
"Sounds like a good idea. Vane's eyes lit up, so that he could avoid the black cloak and pass the time of boredom. Herbertsel is the largest dungeon in Salsen, with its unique cuisine and culture.
"That's it!" Felder excited. "When are we leaving?"
"Nonsense, tomorrow morning, of course!"
“......”
The mood of the crowd was heightened by the plan of the trip to Solsen, and the unpleasantness of the day was swept away.
Half an hour later, in the room on the second floor.
"Smack. Vane turned off the magic lamp, and the room went dark, and he fumbled his way to the bed. After a long time, he asked, "Don't you think things are strange about the casino?"
"Yes, it almost scared me to death! I really thought my hand was going to be gone, but the next moment I somehow got out of it, as if I had been magically cast. Felder said with some trepidation.
"For a moment I felt like I heard my uncle's voice. Vane said softly.
Felder yawned and said, "Well, you just miss Uncle Albert so much." Rest early. ”
"Maybe. Vane muttered quietly and closed his eyes.
The alleys at night were quiet without a single sound. No, a dark shadow made a small sound and slowly moved towards the Blackwater Inn.
In a daze, Vane returned to Gustown, and the sunlight spread out in the study on the second floor. He rested his arms on the table and looked out the window at the slightly swaying branches and leaves.
Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the view outside the window became blurred. The door behind it creaked open, and there was the sound of soft footsteps. Vane tried to turn around but found that his body was out of control.
The wooden frames of the windows began to turn yellow and rot, and the entire wall began to twist. The walls were soft as earth, and fist-sized bulges bulged from the surface, as if living creatures were struggling to figure it out.
"Poof!" a bag on the wall cracked, sticky black juice flowed out, and a long-legged black spider crawled out of it, and it began to move down the wall.
The footsteps behind him were getting closer, and Vane was sweating profusely.