In the middle of the night, residents who had taken refuge at home at noon ran out to breathe. The street vendors also hung up their fires and opened the Lantern Night Market.

In order to attract customers, some clever vendors add certain mineral elements to the fire to make the flame extremely colorful. Harrester walked down the street alone, dizzy from the colorful light of the fire.

The boy looked up to the west, and the sun was just a small corner of the mountain, and it was not very dark, not at all to the point of lighting the lamp. He looked at the vendors' fires again, and they were brighter and brighter, as if they were holding a lantern party.

[In the future of the night, the fire goes first. 】

He suddenly wanted to give life to the picture with a shift sentence.

But the boy shook his head again, and then whispered:

[The long night is coming, the light is fast]

Hallrest hesitated between these two sentences, not knowing which one to choose.

He was asked by Hill to come out to find out about the situation of the power in the town, and so far he had walked around the town and had a preliminary understanding of the situation in the town. With his hands in the pockets of his jacket, he walked slowly down the gravel road back to the hotel.

It was the first time Harrestor had worn a shirt with pockets, and for a while he felt a little unable to take it out after putting his hands at ease. Because when walking alone, put your hand in your pocket, and you won't be embarrassed to walk slowly.

But even if he walked slowly, the barrel inn's pouring mouth appeared in front of him in a short time.

He suddenly had a feeling that he didn't want to go in.

He had only experienced this feeling once, and that time he took Rhine to the tavern in Ota City to watch the play "Wind Stick", and after the play, he had to drag Rhine to sit in the tavern and chat, and he didn't want to leave. Although there were no more dramas to watch in the future, they didn't have much money to buy food. But he just wanted to sit there.

"The Wind Staff" is the first play he watched, telling the love story of a human magician and an elven girl, and it is a bloody ending between the two who go through many difficulties and then get together.

But he was deeply moved by the acting skills and expressions of those geisha, and he stood below, as if he had seen how the two had come together through difficulties at that time, and his mind kept fantasizing about the details that had not been told at the time, and the story behind the ending.

If I didn't want to leave because of excitement at the time, it may be because I'm silent now. On the noisy street with the lights dim, he walked silently with his head down, but fortunately there were two pockets that would keep him out of embarrassment and not look like a frustrated man.

But his appearance still seems so out of place with this world, like a key inserted into the wrong keyhole.

[Because it's wrong, it's all wrong.] 】

"Poof...... A sucker! What kind of expression do you have? "Sometimes, even if the key is inserted into the wrong hole, there is a chance to open the lock.

Just as the boy lowered his head and hesitated to go around again, a warm laugh as sunny sounded in his ears. Hill just happened to be bored and walked out of the barrel, and then he saw Hallest, who was looking down and thinking about life.

The girl stretched out her cool hand and poked Harrest's chest, then squatted down with her knees propped up, raised her head and made a strange expression to look at Harrest, who was bowing her head.

"Do you have cramps in your face, what kind of ghost animal expression is this......" Hallrest didn't expect Hill to make such a strange expression with his eyes turned up and his tongue turned sideways ninety degrees, and he couldn't help but spit out.

Hill saw that Halleste speak, and immediately restored that strange expression. "It's not to make you laugh!" Hill said indignantly.

"Why are you making me laugh? Did I look very melancholy just now? Harrester frowned and came back to his senses, no different from usual.

Hill was speechless for a moment, "You just knew like a defeated puppy?" ”

Hallester withdrew his hand with a look of surprise, "Is there one?" ”

Hill covered his mouth and smiled, "Of course there is, let me see your expression again." ”

"If I show that expression again, will you still make me laugh like a ghost?"

Hill hesitated at Hallest's question, but didn't answer. She took a step forward and walked out into the street, "It's stuffy in the barrel, come with me."

Harlett nodded, took a step back, and stood on the street.

He just asked casually, and didn't need the girl's answer.

Hill put his hands behind his back and walked like a naughty girl.

"Now, how's the intelligence going?" The girl asked Harrest as she looked at the bright firelight.

When the young man heard this, he took out a note from his body, and he took notes very carefully when he inquired. "If there is no hidden force, there are three families in the city now."

"Which three?" Hill asked.

"The Oliver family who controls the silk, the Adolphus family who controls the wheat, and the Vane family who control the barrel inn where we live." Harrester read as it was written on the little note.

"Hmm...... Those who sell silk and those who open hotels are OK. Especially for this tavern, the owner of the house must be very leisurely. Ciel nodded.

"You're going to sell them your silly cat?" Hallrest seemed to understand the implications.

Hill smiled weirdly, "No need to sell it, these two families will take the initiative to buy it from me." ”

Harrester didn't believe it, he thought it was just a cat, and it was too much trouble to even keep it himself, so how could anyone rush to buy it.

But the girl's appearance was very confident, and her slightly pursed mouth seemed to be smiling proudly.

"Hallest?" Hill doesn't often call teenagers by name, and when she does it now, it's like she's just joking.

Hearing that he was called out by Hill's name, Hallester paused, "What?" ”

"I'm hungry and want to eat." Hill approached the boy, leaning his face closer to the boy's side, then staring at him.

Harrester was stared at uncomfortably, and he knew what Hill was trying to say.

"You can choose what you want to eat, and I'll pay for it." The boy was easily defeated, and shyly took a left step away from Ciel.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have so many weaknesses, it seems that I can bully you casually in the future!" Hill looked at Hallest, who was a step away from her, and smiled.

The boy was silent, and he himself felt that he had many weaknesses, so many that even an unarmed girl could bully him.

Summer nights, if you don't stay in the house, it's actually pretty good.

The two walked slowly around the town, and Hallester handed the maiden the snacks along the way, and watched as she put them into her little mouth.

It's a long road, and it's a stumbling one. The night is long, and the heart is accompanied by fire.