Uno stood in front of the crystal window, obsessively staring at the rows of pastries lined up inside.

There were his favorite donuts and cream puffs, and God knows how Miss Sweet's hands made them, perhaps from Hela.

"This is it, 'Sweet Svet'!" He introduced his uncle.

"There's no one in there, little Uno."

Ricky's voice was like an undetectable breeze, and he was the only one who could hear it.

"I can't even hear the sound of breathing, it looks like we're here at the wrong time."

"It's okay, we can go to another one, the fried foie gras and duck breast with red wine is amazing, and the dessert is good, you will love it!"

He was undoubtedly referring to Mica's House, but Ricky's familiarity surprised him.

"Wait, little Uno, tell me what you've been doing in Hosti?"

“…… It doesn't matter, Uncle Ricky, it's best to enjoy life! ”

Uno hurried towards Mika's House.

"I figured it out, and when I got the money, I'd go east of the River Styx, and I heard that there was great music, more exquisite food, and ......."

"My nephew," Ricky interrupted reluctantly, "you and your mother are like ...... carved out of the same mold."

Although he couldn't see Ricky's expression clearly, Uno knew that his uncle must be helpless now.

Who said that the hipsters must be keen to fight? Can't you be keen on enjoyment? Not to mention that I still have half of the blood of a Tallinn in my body.

Uno is always good at making excuses for himself.

……

The two came to Mika's house with a smile and a smile, and met Mu Yan who came out.

"Mr. Mu Yan?"

"Uno?"

Mu Yan looked at this tide man in surprise, the other party seemed to be in better spirits than two days ago, but he didn't know why he came back.

"Aren't you back to Port Geoor?"

Just then, Mika and Sweete also walked out of the store.

"Uno?"

It was clear that the manager of Mika knew the front desk of the former mercenary union, and he was pleasantly surprised.

He also mentioned this guy to Mu Yan just now. Although the other party had only been to the store once, he spent almost all the money that time and ordered everything he could eat.

Although he didn't have enough money to pay for the food, Mika could see that the kid loved food, so she made an exception and waived the order.

"If he dares to come again, I'll blast him out." That's what the store manager thought at the time, but it was clear that Uno realized something later, and even when he came, he just stood outside the window and waved at him friendly, never going inside.

"Maybe I'll treat him to that again."

Every time the store manager thinks like this, this wish has never been realized.

……

"Mr. Mika!"

Uno is like seeing a fan and an idol, and he is excited and a little embarrassed.

Mu Yan looked at the two strong men like iron towers looking at each other affectionately, feeling very strange.

In fact, not only did he find it strange, but so did Sweet, and with the fact that they were now short on time, she stood up.

"Brother, we still have something to do." She urged.

Hearing this, Mika smiled apologetically at Uno, "I'm really sorry, Uno, are you here for dinner?" There may not be a chance today. ”

"That's right......" Uno was a little disappointed. And what about the next three days? Will you be there for the next three days? ”

Mika hesitated, "I'm not sure, Uno, maybe you'll have to wait a few more days, this time it's tricky." ”

Uno wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ricky, who understood what his uncle meant, so he said no more.

Mu Yan saw his loss, so he stepped forward and comforted: "Let's go, I'll invite you to the tavern on Eleventh Avenue for a drink, didn't you also invite me to a glass of ale, this time I'll invite you." ”

Uno scratched his head and smiled, he remembered that experience, and he was a little grateful to Mu Yan.

"Alright then," he hammered Mu Yan on the chest. "But this time I'll invite you!"

Mu Yan smiled, then turned to Mika and the two.

"Mr. Mika, then we will part here for now, and I hope to hear good news tomorrow."

"May Hela bless you."

Mika bowed slightly.

……

The few people parted, but Ricky remained in the air, and he didn't seem to want too many people to know about his existence, and secretly told Uno to keep quiet.

Mika and Sweete returned to their residence to prepare the gold coins, and at the same time, the two seemed to have plans to go to Carbole while it was dark, and Mu Yan originally wanted to participate, but was rejected by the former.

"Carbole used to be a member of my team, and now that he has chosen to betray Lord Glazer and betray the team, then dealing with traitors can only be done by me, the captain, without Mr. Mu Yan's interference."

This strong man said this, and seeing his resolute attitude, Mu Yan had no choice but to agree.

At the same time, he has another task on his shoulders.

"Moraby, the director of the Shining Gold Coins, is very familiar with the Grey Hat's underground black market, and many people will be the first to think of him when they mention the black market, if we want to get a ticket from the black market, it is best to discuss it with him first, and what deals have Lord Glazer had with Moraby before, you can ask him."

Sweet instructed.

Mu Yan didn't know who this "he" was referring to, but he knew what the deal was.

Remember the illusion you mentioned earlier? It was a knack made by Glazer out of a fusion of elements, and he had a wicked taste for all aspects, including the upholstery and the production of counterfeit coins.

The Heru people did not have the concept of "counterfeit money", so in principle, this illusion could not be detected.

Of course, the Glazer himself was not so shameless, he just made "some" counterfeit gold coins at Moraby's request, and then used them as bargaining chips to buy two storefronts on Fifth Street from the shining gold coins.

Although the owners of those two shops tried to resist by force at the time, the name of the Glazer "Red Devil" was not called in vain, although he was a good person, but as a legendary mage, others would naturally not endure it when they rode in the face. After turning the two of them to ashes with flames, his fame spread among the Grey Hats.

That's why Jerry was so afraid of him: he still remembered the burning fire and the burning smell of the burning corpse that night.

As for those counterfeit coins, maybe they are lying in the sea of gold coins below the shining gold coin floor now, or maybe they are hidden by Moraby, anyway, Glazer said that this spell can be effective for at least a hundred years, and the surging elements in Heru's air will continue to recharge it, plus these people almost never have the concept of "counterfeit money", they will not be recognized at all.

Besides, the gold coins won't return to him, so what does it matter if they are discovered?

……

When standing in the alley connecting Eleventh and Twelfth Avenues, Mu Yan said to Uno.

"Uno, I'll go on a trip to the Shining Gold Coins, you wait for me for five minutes."

Uno, though curious, didn't say anything.

"I'll just stand here and wait for you."

"Hmm."

Mu Yan said goodbye to him, walked through the deep alley, and came to the gold-encrusted sign.

As he pushed open the heavy door, he was met by a rough-skinned, yellow-skinned goblin.

Mu Yan instinctively felt that something was wrong, and he subconsciously sensed it just now, but the other party didn't feel it at all as if it didn't exist.

He looked at the other man, and the goblin squinted at him.

Mu Yan's cold hairs were pricked by this gaze, and he almost subconsciously used the flash technique.

The other person's eyes were indifferent, as if they were looking at a pile of garbage instead of a person.

The sight of the two of them met in a split second, and it lasted less than half a second, but it seemed like a century to him.

"Let's go." The other man spoke, his voice hoarse, like stirring sand and gravel with a dead branch.

Although the wooden door was wide, the crack in the door was not wide, and the yellow-skinned goblin rubbed his clothes sideways.

During this process, Mu Yan kept staring at him, but he didn't find anything abnormal.

Watching him walk away, Mu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shamu, that person ...... just now"

"There is not enough information to judge."

"Next time you don't rush to answer this kind of dialogue."

Mu Yan said angrily, he wiped his sweaty forehead and walked straight into the hall.

After a short while, he broke out in a cold sweat.