I tried to find 888, but he wasn't there, and I guess he must have become someone in this world.

It seems that in addition to doing tasks, I also have to find a way to find my little blue friend.

But "Cain's slumber again"? What is this task?

Who was Cain? How does it count as a deep sleep?

I have doubts in my heart, but I can't say them on such an occasion.

Under the nimble fingers of the tavern owner and bartender, a glass of cold Bloody Mary was pushed in front of him.

But I'm not going to drink it, I just saw him pour some red liquid into it.

The original owner, Agatha, had a very sensitive nose, and could distinguish the smell of all kinds of flowers from a distance when she was in the countryside, even the smell of the wind.

The red liquid was blood, I was pretty sure of that.

This tavern gentleman...... Maybe it's a vampire, too.

Not to mention in a tavern with such a dull décor.

"Beautiful lady, why don't you drink it? Don't like it? ”

He smiled gentlemanly, "Only the freshly mixed Bloody Mary can guarantee a burst-like taste, this taste will definitely make you unforgettable, don't you try it?" ”

A trick to deceive little kids!

I smiled, picked up my glass, and took a sip.

The tavernkeeper's smile was even brighter, "I'd love to serve you, my miss." ”

I didn't actually drink anything, except with a low-end spell, and I removed a small portion of the liquor and moved it to Pilkin's glass.

Anyway, that guy was already drunk like a lump of mud, and he couldn't find out.

Pilgin poured a few more sips and staggered to his feet, nearly causing the dog to stumble over the leash.

“…… Oh! Damn it! ”

Tavern Master: "Pilkin, are you leaving?" Oh, I'm sorry I can't spend more time with your little lady. ”

Pirkin waved his hand impatiently and pulled a silver coin from the cowhide pouch at his waist.

Gold and silver are the basic currency of this world, and one gold coin can be exchanged for about a hundred silver coins.

"It's wine money, Claire! Don't tell me about the little girl who killed that day! ......" He slipped and squinted as he tossed the silver coin into the glasses of the guests at the other table, which Claire caught just in time.

Claire said, "You are drunk, Pilkin, and I earnestly advise you to find a hotel to rest in, for Mrs. Custer's is good, cheap and comfortable." ”

I quickly got up and followed Pilkin, who was drunk, and pushed me away impatiently, and if I hadn't held on to the chair in time, I might have hurt my back!

I glared at him, "Pilkin! Sam gave you a piece of gold! One of them! You can't leave me here! ”

There was a commotion among the guests.

One piece of gold, it's not much, but it's not a lot!

Not many of these drinking guys will be able to come up with this money!

Satisfied, sensing that some of the guests had turned their eyes to Pilkin, I continued: "I don't have even a copper plate on me!" You can't just leave me behind! ”

"Oh, poor little girl!"

Someone whistled and laughed presumptuously: "Little girl, come with me!" Let you eat and drink spicy! ”

Like a wild beast without reason, Pilgin said, "Oh! You damn little mouse! What do you think is here! This is Sin City! It's a land of no one! Damn Sam can't take care of me! ……”

He scolded his old enemy again, even though Sam had just given him a piece of gold.

"That hypocrite who only slaps on the back! A piece of gold?! Scold! Penny pincher! ”

Some drinkers' eyes are brighter.

Too little gold? Isn't there a lot of things in Pilkin......

I hooked the corners of my lips, not ignoring Claire's gaze.

This tavern owner is definitely not easy!

Claire smiled and whispered to me, "Little girl, you're so much smarter than I thought...... Sometimes, though, being smart isn't a good thing. ”

Pilgin had stumbled away with the dog, and I ignored the arrogant and stupid bounty hunter and turned my head to look at Claire with squinted eyes, cunning as a fox, but with pure and sincere eyes.

"Oh, little fox!" Claire laughed and scolded, "Pilgin is the real idiot!" ”

"Of course, no one is more stupid than him." I agree.

"Mr. Claire, I have nothing now, no friends, and no money. Are you still missing a helper? Oh, I can wipe the table with a drink, so good and fast! ”

There were guests who were heckling.

"Oh! Claire, you can't say no to such a cute little girl! Oh! ”

"Yes, you have to promise these old patrons of yours! Or you'll lose us! ”

"Cute little girl, I don't want a big man like you hahaha!"

Naturally, I didn't really want to work part-time, just to find out the secrets.

This ordinary tavernkeeper, who looks like a human, actually has blood?

Where did it come from? What is the blood?

Still is...... He's actually doing dirtier deals?

I thought he would be a good breakthrough...... Moreover, for the time being, I need a place to stay and some shelter.

Otherwise, when night falls and vampires start to haunt me en masse, I may not be able to protect myself, let alone complete the mission.

I don't even know how I died.

Claire shook her head helplessly, her eyes kind, "Okay, okay, the customer is God, I will always listen to my God." ”

He beckoned, "Little girl, tell me your name, I think it must sound very good." ”

"Agatha, my name is Agatha."

"Agatha, oh, what a wonderful name!" The aria-like words made me pinch my fingers and get goosebumps, "Now come here and bring your wine to the guest." ”

I didn't refuse, and went to the werewolf with my wine, a werewolf who looked out of tune, and in order to deliberately frighten me, opened its bloody mouth, revealing two rows of jagged fangs above and below, and the smell of flesh and alcohol.

Like the oral structure of a giant megalodon.

I cast a spell with a blank face to block out my overly sensitive sense of smell and suppress the hatred that had smashed his head on the spot.

Melly once complimented me on my five senses, as if I were a natural hunter.

But sometimes this may not be a good thing......

The werewolf laughed: "Hahahaha! Agatha! Attaboy! Little Agatha of steel! Hahahaha! ”

The guests laughed too.

I didn't notice anyone at such a close distance that I had any thoughts about my blood, and it seemed that none of the guests here were vampires.

I silently left the table and began to silently wait for the night to fall.