Jinx, although human, was born into the Federation. The United Kingdom, which has the largest population of Asians, is also home to many people due to free trade and a neutral immigration policy.

Sid smiled bitterly, "Don't make it difficult for us. We all came from poor backgrounds and didn't learn much about mainland history. ”

Jinx leaned over Sid's shoulder and said softly, "Honey, go to his history, let's drink!"

Sid reluctantly leaned the cup forward, touched Jinx's cup lightly, and then tilted his head and drank it.

Jinx took a small sip very ladylikely, and never took her eyes off Sid from beginning to end.

Gigasto bent his cheeks, tilted his head and glanced at the two people sitting across from time to time, as if he had been holding back something, wanting to say but not daring to say it.

After a long while, he finally cleared his throat and leaned into Ian's ear and said, "Do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

Ian looked at him quizzically.

Giggs hurriedly explained: "Well, don't get me wrong, I don't have that fetish...... I mean, one room for the two of us, one for Sid and the guy. "The guy he's talking about, of course, is Jinx.

"I think it's still quite dangerous, and he's single...... If something happens, at least it's ......" Before Giggs could finish his words, he was slapped on the head by Sid.

"Don't tell me about this kind of unlucky, after Lao Tzu comes back, there will be time. ”

"That's it, we have time!" Jinx stepped in.

"I didn't mean that!" Sid shouted.

"Got it," Jinx coaxed Sid like a child, "I was wrong!" and turned to Giggs fiercely, "Sid is thin-skinned, don't always make fun of him!"

"I'm ......," Giggs was so angry that he said, "I'm not here for your good!"

"Giggs, come. Ian hurriedly rounded up and toasted with him, "Where are we staying tonight?"

Giggs pointed to it: "It's upstairs." Such a tall building is not built for nothing. ”

Ian looked at the somewhat distant ceiling and nodded. He looked at the interior of the tavern, and it seemed to be exactly what it looked like. The interior structure is still made of very little wood, only wood is used for some furniture and some details, and the main structure and decoration style is still stone and steel.

Suddenly, a cat-man girl appeared in front of him, holding a five-stringed piano in her hand, greeting him.

"Hello!" the cat-man girl's voice was particularly pleasant, "Do you want to order a song?

Ian hurriedly replied, "Oh, no, no...... Thank you. ”

"That's ......," the cat-man girl turned to leave, a little disappointed.

"Hey, over here!" Giggs stopped with a smile.

The latter immediately jumped over playfully and said happily: "Guest, do you want a song?"

"A silver coin?"

"Yes!"

"I'll give you a silver coin and let me touch your tail, okay?" said Giggs with a wicked grin.

The cat-man singer's ears were pressed to the back, her face was embarrassed, and her tail swept left and right behind her. Ian now knows a lot about the characteristics of the cat people - which means she's in a bad mood. Although there is no eruption on the face, the tail will show its mood.

Without waiting for her to reply, Jinx said leisurely, "Wow, Giggs, you have a Maggie, and you dare to provoke other cats?"

Sid laughed, "Okay." ”

Giggs smiled awkwardly, coughed dryly, and took out a silver coin to the singing cat man singer: "Then let's have a ...... "Cat in Hometown"!"

"Okay, thank you for your patronage. Singer's face immediately improved, and she happily accepted the coin, then took a step back. She cleared her throat and began to sing.

The singing was in cat-man language, but it seemed that Giggs, Jinx, and Sid enjoyed listening to it. Her voice is like a silver bell, plucked with the strings, melodious and gloomy, singing makes people's hearts reverberate and her thoughts drift. From the moment she spoke, Ian noticed that the surroundings were immediately quiet. Those mercenaries who drank and guessed boxing also seemed to deliberately lower their voices, and some simply stopped, intending to listen to this song.

Listening to the singing, Ian looked around and noticed that the tavern had less than 10 percent of the merchants. The vast majority of the guests are warriors in the dust. He reluctantly remembered what Leila had said about the concentration of magic essence and the attacks of those demonic beasts that were rumored outside. There are already so many mercenaries gathered in this French city, what will happen to Rubber Shield City on the other side of the border?

At the end of the song, everyone applauded. Ian asked Giggs, "Are we going to the top building tomorrow?"

"Of course," Giggs replied without thinking, "you two are special, and we need to be well prepared." We're going to get a pass at the top of Franburg, and you two have to- get dressed up a little!"

Sid nodded: "The Empire is secretly wanted by us, and it took a lot of trouble to leave Najian City. ”

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this!" Jinx said excitedly, "I'll do it myself!"

Seeing Sid and Ian's uneasy looks, Jinx slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table: "What, I'm an expert in this area! I don't know how many times more professional than Maggie and that little goblin, and I'm too lazy to do it for ordinary people!"

Ian hurriedly said, "I didn't say I didn't trust you. It's just that neither Sid nor I have tried cross-dressing or anything......"

Sid interjected, "I did. ”

In an instant, three pairs of eyes were staring at him. However, Ian was not too surprised, after all, Sid had a dual identity.

"Say, which goblin got it for you?" asked Jinx, nonchalantly.

Sid laughed: "How can there be any little goblin, when I was doing spy work before, I was also forced to toss it indiscriminately once." It's up to you this time!"

Seeing that what Sid said was not like nonsense, Jinx dissipated his jealousy: "Oh-this is pretty much the same! Don't worry, I have already thought of the new look of the two of you on the way here!"

Early the next morning, the four of them left the hotel and went to Frankburg, which was located on the top floor, the twelfth floor.

When Ian began to feel breathless and his steps were heavy, he finally heard Giggs in front of him shouting, "Here we are!"

Ian leaned on the guardrail and glanced back at Sid behind him, who was leaning against the stone railing, gasping for breath on the steps.

Jinx stood beside him with an umbrella, pulled out a small square scarf, and exaggeratedly wiped the sweat from Sid's forehead.

While wiping it, he counted it in distress: "I said you don't come up, we are the oldest here, and people still have to serve the old." Look at your tired ......"

Sid also went with her, but he really didn't have the strength to fight her.

Giggs was alive and kick—or rather, restlessly, walking around the platform, waiting for Ian and Sid to regain their strength.

"If you're in a hurry," Sid gasped, "just go in first!"

"Me?" asked Giggs, "no, no, no, you can rest in peace, it's still early!

Anyone with eyes can see that Giggs is impatient.

"He's got a lot of energy......" Ian sighed as he looked at Giggs still couldn't stop.

"Don't compare himself to him," laughed Jinx, "he's a native of the Tagore Mountains, and since he was a kid climbing mountains above the snow line, he is especially good at thin air and mountain roads, and the steps and ramps are trivial to him. The physical strength of a single round is also one of the best in the group, and no one will compete with him in this regard. ”

After enough rest, the group left the platform and walked towards the bridge. Walking up to the top of the stairs, Ian and Sid noticed that the Frankburg, which was located in the center and highest part of the city, was only connected by a bridge to the platforms in the four directions of east, east, and west. Under the bridge, there is a cliff abyss shrouded in clouds and mist, and there is no bottom in sight.

"Amazing, isn't it?" Giggs leaned over to them, and also poked his head down the cliff together, "I heard that there is nothing under these clouds, only the foundation of Frankburg, and the real foundation of Frankburg is still deep underground below these twelve floors. ”

"There are also rumors," Jinx continued, "that there are twelve floors of dungeons underground, and even Falan City was built to suppress the demons underground. But no one has seen it, it's just a legend. ”

"Let's go!" said Giggs, "and get down to business." ”

They went to great lengths to come here just to get the identity certificate of trading as merchants of the Golden Tail Chamber of Commerce. This proof is very important and carries a lot of weight in all countries on the mainland. Once they have their certificates, they can move freely in the name of commerce in most areas, such as the Hilfa Empire and the Eastern Old Kingdom. Even if you encounter a strict investigation like Najian City, it will be easier to get out.

"Wait a minute," Jinx stopped them, "haven't disguised yet!"

Leaving Giggs to bend the wind, she pulled Sid and Ian to the back of the side building and opened her suitcase.

Sid and Ian saw boxes filled with all sorts of bottles and jars, as well as several sets of women's clothing.

"Who's coming first?" asked Jinx, grinning, picking up an unknown bottle of cotton liquid.

Sid and Ian silently pointed at each other at the same time.

"Ian is quick," Jinx pretended to be impartial, "Sid, you come here." ”

Sid reluctantly walked over and let Jinx fiddle with it.

Ian watched Sid's face silently, and Jinx didn't know what to paint, and then used a small brush made of soft bristles to slowly draw a huge scar. When it was almost finished, Ian couldn't help but lean in front of Sid and take a closer look.

"Still old wounded......" he exclaimed.

The texture of the scar is clear, and you can't help but look at it closely. No matter how you look at it, you feel that the skin has been cut by a sharp object, causing a deep wound, and the skin tissue cannot be restored to its original state, so it can leave such a scar.

Sid couldn't see what he looked like, but after listening to Ian, he guessed that it was probably a fake scar.

Later, Jinx added some small marks on Sid's face, deepening the fine lines and nasolabial folds at the corners of the eyes. Finally, I used some kind of paint and applied it to Sid's hair roots and sideburns, and those strands instantly turned an uneven grayish white. When all the work was done, Jinx called out briskly, "Alright!"

Sid's current appearance is that he is an experienced mercenary who is nearly half a hundred years old. The wrinkles on his face and the horrific scars seemed to indicate the perilous circumstances he had experienced. Sid looked in the bronze mirror and grinned deliberately.

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of skill!" he couldn't help but admire, "Now that the people of Split Rock Castle are standing in front of them, I'm afraid they won't recognize me." ”

"Hehe, are you impressed with Miss Ben?" Jinx chuckled proudly, then snapped her index finger at Ian, "It's your turn." ”