Chapter 228: Workin's Black History

For the most part, Sherlock likes to go it alone, but the boredom of leveling up is unbearable, so sometimes he prefers to be slow and join a team, which is probably one of the few opportunities he has to communicate with the outside world.

At half past three in the afternoon, Sherlock appeared at the Far Star Tavern, the banquet started at seven o'clock, but he could enter the room at five o'clock, and he decided to go early just in case.

As it turned out, his decision was not wrong, and it took more than an hour for Mirlou, an NPC, to put on makeup and change clothes before he walked out in a red dress.

To be honest, he doesn't think there is any difference between the other party's before and after makeup, maybe this is the legendary hidden makeup.

"You're not going to wear this to Helena's feast, are you?" Millou, who was dressed up and traveled, also felt a headache when he saw that his dance partner was such a poor and sour appearance, and you are not a bodyguard, and people who don't know this fully armed appearance will think that you are going to make trouble.

This is indeed a problem, and it was fine in the previous games, but in the Forgotten Realms, Sherlock could have been kicked out if he dressed like this.

"It's too late to buy a dress now, this is my brother's clothes, you can wear it and try it." Millou hurried back and came out with a black gown.

"Do you have a younger brother, why haven't you seen it?"

"He's a foot merchant, he's been wandering outside, he's just come back from a scarred ...... two days ago, and now he's going to Cormier with a caravan, and he doesn't know when he suddenly died outside, why did he ......" Speaking of his younger brother, Millu couldn't stop talking, although there were many complaints in his words, but the concern between the sister and brother was overflowing.

Putting on the unexpectedly well-fitting dress, the two stepped into a carriage.

Sherlock had wanted to walk, but this humiliating act was decisively rejected by Millou, and the tavernkeeper's carriage was finally rented.

By the time they arrived at the venue located in the Northern City Holy Coin Sect, the participants of the banquet had already arrived one after another.

Each temple of the Goddess of Fortune is built in a different style, but it is all the same in terms of splendor from a towering cathedral to a typical ordinary temple with many columns.

Therefore, many devotees like to rent the temple for lavish banquets, and Helena's banquet will naturally not choose any other location.

Last time, Sherlock only stayed in the office hall for a while, and now he entered the temple lobby, and it was a different feeling.

The temple of faith is made of the finest materials, and the ceiling, walls, columns, and floors are covered with the most lavish decorations.

The theme of the decoration is mainly in the Baroque style of intricate and bright colors, and various precious metals and gemstones are inlaid as much as possible in line with the decorative theme.

This is probably a scene that can only appear in film and television works, and it is the first time that a poor boy in Sherlock's slum feels this luxury and prosperity so truly, and the shock in his heart is difficult to describe in words.

Fortunately, the quality of professional gamers allowed him to quickly adapt to the return, and he picked up Mirlou, who was in a daze on the side, and walked inside.

As a tavern waiter, Millou's experience was not much different from Sherlock's, and she had been to the North End very few times in her life, let alone entered the banquet halls of the Temple of Fortune.

So the two poor men looked at the strange scene as if nothing had happened, one with curiosity in his eyes, and the other with naked eagerness.

"The ocean, the words, the people who bloomed that year really came." Sherlock soon spotted two familiar figures.

Before, when the flower opened the first demon outpost, he remembered that there was a Wolkin earring in the drop of the six-armed snake demon, which seemed to be only seen in the first pass, and was probably the only sex item.

So, how could the ornament of the goddess of wealth appear on the body of a high-level demon, no matter how you think about it, this thing feels strange.

Now that the flowers are blooming that year, they have sent people from afar to participate in this banquet, so they must have found some clues.

Unlike Sherlock, a hillbilly, Wang Yanghai and Moshuci are well-known official families in the gaming circle, and both families have backgrounds in the Ministry of Culture and Education.

It's a pity that such a famous family is out of the ocean, and the IQ and EQ are not low, but when they encounter reading and women, they are the same as mentally retarded, and they are extremely addicted to virtual games.

There is nothing to say about the ink book, in addition to the human touch, the flowers that bloomed that year are famous for the well-known polyamorous love, she, the ocean, the heron, the gossip of the early dark four people occupies the top ten of the hot search list all year round.

But in any case, these two people are undoubtedly frequent guests of this kind of banquet, and at this time, they hold hands with each other and constantly cruise between the invitees, talking and laughing, and a noble temperament cultivated over many years is naturally born.

After more than an hour, the two finally arrived in front of Sherlock.

"Sherlock, it's been a long time, I didn't expect to meet you here by such a coincidence." Wang Haihai saluted with a wine glass.

"Brother Hai, Shuci, I have a mission that needs the help of the Holy Coin Sect, what about you?"

In fact, it is not very polite to inquire directly about the purpose of others, but Sherlock does have something he wants to ask for evidence, and with his relationship with the flower bloom that year, if it is not very special, it is still possible to share it with him.

"You should have guessed it, that Waukin's earrings." Wang Yanghai paused when he said this, as if he weighed it in his heart, and then continued, "We found out about an experience with the goddess of fortune in the turbulent years, maybe it has something to do with this earring, so we came here to see Helena. ”

That year, Hua Kai was a first-class guild, and his ability to collect information was definitely not comparable to that of a professional player like him, and the experience of the gods has always been the most secret knowledge, if it was a good thing, if it was a black history, many people would not dare to spread it easily even if they knew it, lest it cause the hatred of those gods.

However, this kind of thing is much easier for players, after all, they have such a thing as a communicator.

The detailed information Wang Haihai sent an email directly, Sherlock really felt that the door to a new world had been opened after reading it, Waukin, the beautiful and generous goddess of wealth, had such an unknown secret, and the story of her and the dark lord Grazt could be written in hundreds of thousands of words.

It's no wonder that Dover was so sure that the Holy Coin Church had helped, but they refused to say it explicitly.

"Brother Hai, thank you very much this time." This kind of information is absolutely precious.

"Just help each other!" Wang Yanghai didn't stay long, he was still tasked with contacting the major chambers of commerce in the game today, and he couldn't be idle for a moment.