"You're buying spices?"

Qin Ran swept the basket in the hand of a mimosa.

"Hmm."

"This is where I often buy spices, who knows......"

Mimosa nodded, her tone a little low.

Obviously, the pastry shop owner's approach disappointed Mimosa.

But Qin Ran didn't have more persuasion.

Because, he doesn't like to do useless work.

The human heart cannot stand the test, such words, Qin Ran didn't want to mention it to the mimosa, he believed that the mimosa knew.

And, after this lesson, Mimosa should know what to do.

Therefore, Qin Ran said very simply.

"Leave it to me."

"Your two new bodyguards are fine, just knocked unconscious, in the alley over there."

"Can I give you a suggestion?"

Qin Ran paused and asked.

"Of course."

Mimosa did not refuse Qin Ran's arrangement, and naturally would not refuse Qin Ran's proposal.

"When your bodyguards don't grow, you can replace them with numbers."

"Giant cities are different from dungeon worlds, they are more flexible and more dangerous."

"But there's always a trail."

Qin Ran gave his own suggestions.

"Understood."

After a moment's silence, Mimosa finally nodded.

With a mimosa character, it is destined to be unable to ignore the lives of others.

But......

There are too many people who are willing to work for money.

After a brief exchange, Mimosa said goodbye to Qin Ran.

He knew very well why Qin Ran appeared here, and besides, Qin Ran didn't have much time to stay by his side.

"With these spices, the next food will definitely surprise you."

When parting, Mimosa raised the basket in her hand.

"I'm looking forward to it."

Qin Ran said with a smile.

After watching the mimosa board the train, Qin Ran's whole person disappeared into the shadows.

"What does that person have to do with 2567?"

"Their relationship doesn't seem to be ordinary."

Lore, who had been cowering in the distance, whispered to the High Evil Spirit beside him.

"It's not ordinary."

"Believe me, you messed with that coward, it's no different from messing with 2567 himself."

"Even ......"

"More serious!"

The High Evil Spirit warns the scrap wood beside him.

"Why?"

Lore asked, puzzled.

"Intuition!"

The High Evil Spirit gave an answer that made Lore roll his eyes, but Lore didn't ask anything more, as a fairly self-aware person, Lore knew what to do and what to say.

For example, at this time, Lore didn't ask what he was going to do next.

"Waste wood, you can live to this day, it's not without merit."

"Don't worry, soon."

"He'll be right back."

The High Evil Spirits praised.

Waste wood, the high evil spirits have just been fighting, and they have given Lore the title.

And Lore?

I thought about my performance carefully, and I didn't object.

Then the two sides fell silent.

This kind of silence obviously made the high evil spirits very unaccustomed.

"Why don't you ask, how do I know?"

It asked, turning to Lore.

"Your Excellency 2567 contacted you by private message?"

Lore asked cooperatively.

"How could it be a private message!"

"It's the mind!"

"It's calculation!"

After the High Evil Spirit retorted, it triumphantly pointed to its temple, and just as it was about to say its own calculation, the throbbing in its heart immediately made it obediently shut up.

Lore looked curiously at the high evil spirit that should have had the following.

But the higher evil spirits stood there from the heart, waiting quietly.

About ten minutes later, Qin Ran's figure appeared in front of the two.

"Boss."

"Your Excellency 2567."

The High Evil Spirit, Lore immediately greeted.

"Stay here and keep an eye on the people inside."

Qin Ran said a word, turned around and left.

There's no nonsense at all.

In other words, through the power of the contract, he was enough to make the High Evil Spirit understand what he wanted to do in an instant.

It's like he'd just shut it up.

"Tsk."

"Unlucky guy."

The High Evil Spirit turned its head to look at the room behind him, and couldn't help but sigh.

It knew that the other party was finished.

Unless you hide in it for the rest of your life, don't come out.

Otherwise......

With the careful eyes of its contractors, it is simply difficult to fly.

"What should we do?"

It was only natural for Lore to regard the High Evil Spirit as the leader.

"Of course it'......"

"Magpie's nest dove occupy!"

The High Evil Spirit said and took action.

……

Harvest Tavern, small hall.

The auction in the vestibule continues.

The small hall is very quiet.

The tavern proprietress leaned half back in the sofa chair, the wine glass in her hand swayed slightly, and the wine rose and fell rapidly, and every time it touched the edge of the glass wall, the wine quickly fell back.

After repeating this cycle dozens of times, the tavern's brow slowly furrowed.

"You don't know?"

"Or ......"

"You know, but you don't want to say it."

Displeasure appeared in the tavern's voice.

The tall man sitting across from him grinned in embarrassment.

"Rachel, can you change the question?"

"I promised that guy what he couldn't say."

The tall figure leaned forward and said sincerely.

"Easley, I saved your life."

The tavern's proprietress leaned back, her free left hand raised, her thumb twisting the nail of her middle finger, and after twisting it several times in a row, she blew lightly.

Suddenly, the 'swordsmith' Eisley, who was sitting opposite, retreated sharply like a snake and scorpion, until he came to the base of the wall of the small hall, and then let out a bitter smile that became more and more helpless.

"Rachel, I'll give you ten pieces of legendary-level equipment, but I really can't say!"

'Swordsmith' Easley smiled wryly.

"Advanced!"

"Three Pieces Advanced!"

The tavern proprietress offered her own price.

In normal times, Eisley would not agree to such a price at all, but at this time, the other party did not want to agree to it.

After all, compared to the promise made to that guy, what are three pieces of advanced equipment?

Even if it makes him extremely painful.

"Good!"

"I'll give it to you as soon as possible."

With that, Easley quickly left the secret passage.

Immediately, the tavern proprietress was left in the small hall.

"It's over."

"I'm going to owe a big favor this time!"

When the tavern lady was alone, she didn't need to turn herself, she rubbed her temples and thought about what to do.

And then......

She thought of her good friend: Wu.

However, just as the tavern proprietress was about to date her friend, Wu sent her a message asking to enter the Harvest Tavern.

Without refusal, the tavern proprietress chose to agree.

Then, there was Qin Ran.

Looking at the two requests for information one after the other, and the two people who walked in one after the other, the tavern proprietress inexplicably felt that something was going to happen.