After befriending a strange man named Mulder, Julius continues to follow him through the alleys. He didn't understand why he was so passive, he was obviously implicated, but he not only helped this guy, but he didn't seem to have any opinion on it. However, while it's unclear who Mulder is, at least he's not bad to the core...... Julius judged it this way, because this man would thank him at best, and he knew very well that helping was not something that could be consumed as a free lunch.

Julius, who was following Mulder, looked at his back and asked, "What did you do to be chased and beaten?" He did not say that Mulder was hunted down because he did not feel the murderous aura in the two men, at most they were more vicious - although they both had sharp scimitars around their waists.

"I said it, it's gambling. Mulder replied, "It's just that some people can't afford to lose." ”

"That's why I asked what you did. Julius frowned, "Out of the old man, or do you owe money?"

Mulder turned around and spread his hands to Julius with a helpless look, "Both...... But it wasn't me, it was the dealer who did it, and I was the victim. The only problem is, I won the dealer, you know what that means?"

Julius was still a little incredulous, with a look of suspicion on his face, "You won a man who is out of the ordinary?"

"Not only did I win, I also debunked the dealer's trick. Mulder smiled, "Do you know why there are only two people chasing me? Because I'm not the only gambler in that place, but more hopeless people who are addicted to the dice." When there is a reason to explain why they will lose to the point that they have no future, they will be desperate to play tricks and resist, although even if the dealer does not make a thousand dollars, their ability is to be squeezed out of the life of the wallet. The dealer is out of the old man because he can't stand me. Speaking of this, Mulder patted Julius on the shoulder, "Without you, I might have been in a little trouble, and I wouldn't normally ...... in such a shabby place" Speaking of this, Mulder suddenly paused, shook his head, and said no more, "Let's find a place to sit down and rest." ”

Mulder clearly didn't want to say something, and Julius didn't feel anything wrong with it. Everyone has some secrets, not to mention this stranger they just met. When it came to secrets, he felt that he was the best at dealing with them, whether it was Lulunaka or Romeona, it always made him feel that there was something hidden from him. It's just that Romeona feels like a veil, while Lulunaka is so foggy that she can't see it, and it's hard to even touch it.

When he thought of the fog, he remembered the first adventure, lost in the fog, and lost something......

Julius followed Mulder and eventually came to a hookah-smoking place. Mulder tossed the store manager a shriveled money bag and sat down casually. "You're so bold about it. Julius sat across from Mulder.

"There's not much money in that purse bag, just spend it. Mulder retracted the long sleeves of his robe, let out a long breath, and looked like he had unloaded his burden, "Those bastards, they chased me for a long time, and they almost caught me. If I hadn't happened to run into someone like you, I'd probably be in some trouble. ”

"Haven't you been in trouble all the time, but I helped you solve it. Julius said.

Mulder nodded, "That's why I gave you most of the money. I'm the one who made the money, but it didn't occur to me that I couldn't afford to take the risk of making that money - the gambler could lose, but the dealer didn't seem to think he deserved to lose. This risk is solved by you, so who should give the money to whom, then it is not something that needs to be discussed. ”

"You're so generous. Julius said, "That's a lot of money." "When he turned out the money bag just now, Julius weighed it by weight, and he was sure that there was definitely a lot of money in it, even if it was copper plates, it was a real amount of money.

"I don't have any intention of gambling for my future and destiny, it's just a rare pastime for me. Mulder replied. At this time, the store manager had already sent the hookah, and looking at the quality of the hookah, it was at least certain that there should be an amount of money in the money bag he just threw to the store manager. Watching Mulder expertly light the hookah and take a quick puff, Julius was sure that the man was from the Crescent Empire, though his appearance looked a little strange.

"Aren't you smoking?" Mulder pointed to Julius. Julius looked down and realized that the store manager had also brought him a hookah. He shook his head, "I'm not used to this. "He did try to smoke this and choked on the strong smell. It's not just the smell of tobacco when it's burned, it's like taking a puff of thick mist, and then the fog has the strong smell of tobacco, and then there are other strange aromas. He couldn't imagine what the nose of this crescent moon man who smoked as a daily pastime, and could this thing really make people feel relaxed?

"It seems that you are not from our Crescent Moon. Mulder said, taking another sip, "But the first time I saw you, I knew you weren't from this country. ”

Julius remembered what Lulunaka had said to him, "I don't know, someone said that I don't belong to the King's Castle, and that I should be a resident of the Crescent Empire." She said this to me suddenly, and I didn't feel anything. When I came to this place, it was like coming to a distant and strange world, and there was nothing but new and amazing...... It's more like coming home. Speaking of this, Julius found himself even a man of little faith, neither the god of light nor the god of the moon, with whom he was unfamiliar and had no piety to speak of. He didn't want to say it, he didn't want to say it, he was tasked with something not worth talking about.

Mulder looked at Julius for a moment before asking, "Some say you're from this country...... You're from another continent, right? Where were you born in King's Castle?"

"Somewhere farther north. Julius didn't expect to have a time to tell where he was from, which was not something to be proud of, and he had been gone for so long that the villagers thought he was dead in the forest...... It was the seat of his childhood, bitter and difficult memories.

"That's not surprising. Mudder continued to smoke a shisha, "You are indeed a citizen of the Crescent Empire, and there is nothing wrong with that. ”

Mudd didn't speak again, as if in deep thought. Julius watched him smoke a hookah and remembered Lulunaka, who mocked him for not even being able to smoke a hookah. Lulunaka is quite skilled at smoking shisha, but the way she smokes shisha is really weird.

While Julius was thinking about Lulunaka, Lulunaka was now holding her sword to her neck, unable to move.

"You say you're a thief, but I don't think so. The Dark Elf still suppressed Lulunaka, "Your calmness is suspicious, could a little hairy thief be as calm and relaxed as you?"

"It's all like this, if I panic, maybe you'll kill me. Lulunaka laughed, "Since you weren't killed right away, you probably won't be able to die, so ...... Take it easy, just wait for death. ”

"I don't think that's the attitude of a thief. The Dark Elf said, "A thief or an assassin?"