Section 7 Welcome Station (1)
In the endless empty night, the final time control is precisely dodged, leaving only the collision of slender phantoms. If a reason is needed, it may be some kind of tacit understanding and cold hostility that smell like this.
"The thin lamb to be slaughtered on the plate, the fresh and tender taste, and the natural original flavor are a real enjoyment!"
The wrapped hand on the shoulder, the bullying in front of everyone, although it is ungraceful, is also a reasonable catharsis of the accident. The skinny and vicious expression, if you add the seasoning of horror, it will be a touching absurd and ugly state. The smile of the delay is always bewitching all beings, catching up with the change of tense, but I find that the blurred reality of flesh and blood, like the roots of a tree, is nailed to the wooden board by a dagger, and the sublimation of the will is realized, and I should be an outstanding contributor to the trouble. The tearing sound that reveled in silence is the best proof of this.
"Now you can only rely on your uncoordinated left hand to eat, and if you practice a little, you can even do more, of course, all on the premise that you can continue to live and not be killed by hunger! I hate the welcome etiquette that spoils the atmosphere! Before you leave, I'll have to recover my weapon so it doesn't rust in your worthless blood. β
After the wailing, there was so much lack that there was no blood outflow, which was an unexpected regret. There was no applause, no breathing, only silence dominated by despair.
"That's a real problem! Although it is not denied the Earl's approach, the tedious steps of cleaning up the site will make an exception for the Earl! β
The mature little man in front of him actually needs to look down on him, his round eyes are the desire for money, and his fat body of course needs to be supported by money, and there is a wooden board with words written on his chest, and he is the owner of this inn, Ori Nayami.
"You, you're an earl?"
The gossamer-like soul puppet, with wide-eyed eyes that literally questioned the world, held the floor with one hand and turned into a footless reptile, which was even more ugly than lying down. Sure enough, Nayemi must have a pleasure in purity, and with a hard step, I heard a crisp crack in my bones.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're the youngest Earl of BΓ©la Bell in the House of Coron!"
"Bella Bell? Nightcrawler? β
"No, the wanted was just canceled this evening, the Nightkin or something was just a misunderstanding. But the Count seems to be more cruel and savage than the Nightkin and is it an alien demon hired by the royal family? β
Squatting down, animal fur is always the best instrument to scrub blood stains, and even if it is to destroy the evidence of his stupidity, he will be even more refined, but there seems to be some reluctance in his grief, but he can only accept the price of punishment.
"Young Master, I just got out of your supervision, and I didn't expect to create a stubborn cleaning moment. Honorable shopkeeper, these are compensation for the damage caused by the count's recklessness. β
Si Qi, who returned from exchanging money, took out a pile of newly made Turanian coins, which was more respectful than his oblique demeanor. Surrounded by envious eyes, the charm of money can really make people forget some painful memories, even if it is a short period of numbness.
"This is Lord Siqi! In my shop, money is more useful than power, and although the two of you in a foreign land may be invincible in your own country, money is the rule here, and you can buy everything I can manipulate, and I can buy everything I want to know. β
"Yes, then the most elegant suite, for a week, I wonder if there are certain rules that must be followed?"
"Well, as long as there is enough money, then you are the rule!"
"Straightforward blackmail, but I like such simple greed, at least it is easier to read than appearance, and saves a lot of unnecessary trouble. In addition, this performance on the ground is also hard enough, let him go back to the countryside to spend his old age in peace! β
I didn't hear the affirmative answer, and hypocrisy doesn't need to be recognized. Straddling each step of the staircase, I felt dizzy, almost crushing the carvings on the railing next to me. Pushing forward with difficulty, he pushed open the door and lost consciousness.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem,"
In a vague picture, I saw demons posing as angels, and I was the test subject in their hands. The medicine integrated into the blood vessels completely collapsed my soft defenses, and the irresistible poison hypnosis once again lost control of my body. The torn mind struggled, messed up, couldn't find the knot, and the more I tried to disassemble it, the more withered it became. The swaying people are like a mirage after the smoke and rain, flickering between the mirrors and the moon within reach, but they evaporate without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Ahem, ahem!"
"Bell, you're awake!"
Inside the empty house, the sound of rough panting lingered in my ears, beware of the call of death. The slit in his eyes that squinted with all his might, if it wasn't the aura of the undead, it was almost dawn. As for the memory in the middle, it leaves a gap that cannot be filled.
"Omiritje, is that weirdo gone?"
"It's okay, Dr. Harrell is gone, but I've got Bell's handle!"
Omirijie gave me a wink, proving that some secrets had already been revealed, even in their true form. The cold Earl actually cowered at the doctor who saved the wounded, and it was really not something to show off. And the most horrific things often have no real reason, after all, the reason that can be found is the flaw that can be attacked.
"Cut, but such a point is of no practical use!"
"Oh? It's just a ridiculous form of entertainment, and the Earl probably won't mind! The princess may love to hear such little secrets! β
"Ahem, there is one thing that may only be able to solve the mystery in my heart, even if it is to make fun of the wounded to compensate!"
Shaking his head, like a volcano about to erupt, a barbecue carrying molten lava. A slight change of geography can be exchanged for a moment of tranquility. Sitting on the sidelines, Omiritel fiddled with her fingers, but her sharp eyes looked like she had found a delicious falcon.
"It's rude, but if it were you, you wouldn't mind. Did you steal the ivory from a few years ago? β
"Ah, the Earl always remembers some nonsense that is fleeting, and traces the search for the source, accomplishing feats in vain!"
"You mean the ivory is not in your hands, and you are an innocent person who has been framed?"
"It may be said that the ivory has now been reduced to a bony carving, and hangs from Madara's neck, and the Count always seems to be more likely to be a scapegoat if he catches a thief."
The outspoken Omiriya, as the judgment angel who presides over justice, although he always behaves very naΓ―ve, does not have a penchant for grafting, and there is no need to use lies to exonerate himself. So there is no need to doubt it, as long as you quietly wait for his follow-up explanation, even if it is boring and cannot be digested, at least you can kill this difficult time.
"The rumored theft was completely unfair, and I took it calmly under the watchful eye of the public, without even any resistance. The claim that I have been planning for a long time is even more outrageous, I just accompanied my mother on vacation, and I took it away for a temporary gambling contract? β
"Bet?"
"Well, that festive night, the flying black-clothed envoy attacked the town, and the whole street was completely paralyzed in panic. The invitation letter sent to you a week ago was ruthlessly rejected by you, and I knew that the bird in the sky was definitely not your arrangement, let alone your own performance, which requires a thorough understanding of the sense of direction. β
The hot wave lapped on my face, presumably another passionate counterattack from a stable condition, and it was definitely not the shame of some congenital deficiency factor.
"In the midst of the chaotic crowd, a clear word drifted in my ears: 'If you can get that ivory faster than I do, it will be a gift from God, and you will receive a delicate gift for women.' β
"So your crime is only because of the IQ of the deceived and the strength of the questioned?"
"Probably, that's it! But the only thing that can't be denied is that the perfectly made long dress, which actually made me crazy obsessed! β
With such admiring words, in addition to looking like a girl, has the mentality also shifted? This is simply tempting the ignorant to sin, and the confidant to fail.
"It's a bit of a legendary exaggeration! It may just be a new style of merchant's gimmick, and then some kind of expensive raw material is used. β
"The incomparable beauty comes from the temptation of angels, which are clean and perfect products that do not belong to this world, and the manager Nayami, who gave me the gift box with his own hands, is also a witness to the aura."
Welcome, station, trade, sale of stolen goods? The head began to involuntarily self-hypnotize again, and the whole body began to get hot, and the slightly straightened mind was involved in the whirlpool of strife again with a chaotic relationship.