After taking care of everything, when Reiner returned to the Windermere Inn, it was already late at night, and they were originally scheduled to leave today, but due to various delays, Reiner decided to stay for another day.

Macon's body, as well as the belongings he was carrying, were taken away by Lord Field, and only after examination, a magic item was left for Reiner.

It is a brooch, as long as it is worn on the body, it will significantly reduce its sense of existence and make others ignore it, but wearing it for a long time can easily lead to losing oneself, presumably Macon has escaped many times because of the ability of this brooch.

Both Reiner and Madame Freya are extremely tired, and the intensity of the battle with Macon today is very high, if it weren't for the intervention of Phyllis and Halleyson, maybe Reiner would have to spend more energy waiting for Lord Field's arrival to be able to subdue Macon.

Reiner slept soundly, almost lay down and fell asleep, and by the time he woke up, it was already half past nine o'clock the next morning.

Lady Freya curled up in a ball and lay on the other end of the bed, sleeping soundly.

Without waking the snooze kitten, Reiner changed his clothes and walked out of the room.

"Morning, Reiner, ......"

Claire was sleepy-eyed and was rubbing her eyes out of the room, she waited until Reiner came back last night before she rubbed in Reiner's arms like a kitten for a long time before leaving, although she didn't know what happened, but Claire probably had a premonition of Reiner's thrill yesterday, but she didn't ask much, she believed Reiner would tell her.

The two seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding, and they didn't talk much, and came to the hall on the first floor.

It's still half furnished, and it seems that Uncle Mason has never been in the mood to celebrate his sixtieth birthday since learning of the death of his son, West.

Behind the counter, Uncle Mason was wiping the table with a rag, and he smiled a little reluctantly at the sight of Reiner and Claire.

"It's my birthday, and I was supposed to celebrate it well, but I'm disappointed with you."

"Ah, happy birthday to you."

Reiner hurriedly said that he had not prepared before, so he could only find a crystal from the storage bag on the spot.

"This is a crystal that can calm the mind, and it can calm the mood by carrying it around, sorry I only have such a gift."

This crystal is a magic prop that Reiner himself used to practice his hands, and the magic in it is mainly to calm people, and it is a gadget that is not of much use.

After taking the crystal, Uncle Mason hurriedly thanked him, perhaps on this birthday that should have been lively, he only received a gift from Reiner, an outsider.

Just as Reiner was about to check out, a head poked through the door.

"Is this Windermere Inn?"

The man was bare and hairless, but had a scar on the top of his head, triangular eyes, and looked very vicious, but unlike his slightly intimidating appearance, his inquiring tone was rather calm, showing a great contrast.

"Yes, are you staying at the hotel?"

Uncle Mason put away the gift Reiner had given him and walked out from behind the counter.

No matter what, life has to go on.

"No, uh, what to say."

The bald man became staggered, touched his bare head, and continued.

"I'm here for West. Windermere's. ”

"What?"

Uncle Mason was stunned, and heard the name of his dead son from a stranger, which made the old man a little dazed.

"Uh, I'm Cohen from the Anaheim Chamber of Commerce. Bright, who had been helped by Mr. West in the past, refused what I wanted to pay him, hoping only that I could come to Olmsted today to wish his father a birthday, and Mr. West said that his father liked to put pictures of celebrities in his house, and that his father would be quite happy if someone like me could go. ”

Cohen. Bright said, being able to hear the sincerity in his tone.

"This ......"

Uncle Mason was stunned, and he glanced at the dining room, where there was a wall of pictures of various celebrities with the Windermere Inn, and his favorite was this wall, which he had boasted about more than once.

"This is the Windermere Inn? Where's Wester's kid? ”

Before Uncle Mason could react, a rough shout came from behind Cohen, a strong man with a full beard and hair as eclectic as knotted roots.

Behind the strong man, there was a commotion.

Uncle Mason came to the inn.

What he saw was a group of strangers.

There are gentlemen dressed in elegant dresses, with one-sided glasses and top hats, there are also young people dressed casually and with scruffy beards, courtesans dressed up as if they can go to the ball in the next moment, and there are also old people who are impaired but still standing on crutches.

They obviously don't know each other, and the styles of the clothes they wear come from different countries, and even the languages they use vary greatly.

But all of them are saying the same name.

West.

"Who are these people?"

Uncle Mason felt it hard to breathe, and a myriad of words came out of his throat, and he looked at Cohen for answers.

"I talked to them for a while, these people are people who have dealt with West in the past, he has helped them, and like me, West did not ask for their thanks, I just hope that they can give West's father birthday wishes today."

Cohen explained, with mixed feelings in his tone.

"I've been in contact with West for a long time, and he told me that he had made irreparable mistakes and didn't want to drag down his parents, so he had been traveling around the continent all these years, wanting to atone for his sins by helping others, and he said that after he had helped a hundred people, he would return to his hometown to celebrate his father's sixtieth birthday, which was the most important day for a person in the Midland Federation, and he hoped that his father would forgive him."

Hearing Cohen's words, Uncle Mason clung to the door frame, dizzy.

"To be honest, I have been away from home for many years, and in the past, I always wanted to be away from home and explore the bigger world, but by the time I was already famous, my parents were long gone, and since then, I have no hometown to go back to, and I can understand West's feelings."

Cohen said with deep feeling that this time he came to Olmster, not only to fulfill the agreement with West, but also to fill the void in his heart.

Perhaps these people present also have their own nostalgia, West's actions awakened the emotions that they had been sleeping for many years, and they would come here from thousands of miles away.

What you can't get to is far away, and what you can't go back to is your hometown.

"This stupid son, if you want to come back, come back directly!"

Uncle Mason finally couldn't contain his emotions, and it was the first time he had cried since hearing the news of West's death.

Witnessing all this, Claire gently took Reiner's hand, she felt that her eyes were a little sour, and some indescribable emotion overflowed in her chest, as if it was about to erupt.

Reiner, on the other hand, took Claire's soft palm back and whispered.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go home."

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