The last time we met, Anthony still looked embarrassed.

At this moment, the person in front of him was dressed in a well-cut black gown, a black and shiny satin top hat, and a crystal-bottomed pair of glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose.

"You don't have a beak mask, I barely recognize you, dear Priest Anthony!" said Extraordinary Poor.

"Oh, yes, and is it good to discipline you?"

Good, no, it doesn't seem to be the standard answer.

Rubbing his nose with the back of his hand, Extraordinary was about to answer when Anthony walked past him and sat down at the bar.

"Henry, the same old way!"

"Are you back, is the old man okay?"

The two chatted to themselves, drinking the whiskey pushed by little Henry, and Anthony hummed comfortably, but the extraordinary on the side was not happy.

"Well, little Henry, it's a shame that I'll give Uncle Henry a good word about you, you know that we are brothers!

"As a result, I didn't say a word, and when I saw Anthony, you instantly became a chatter again?

Looking at the extraordinary jumping up and down, the two smiled speechlessly.

No matter how extraordinary he is, he is only eighteen years old, and it is tiring enough to pretend to be mature in the magic academy, and only in Henry's tavern does the nature of a teenager be exposed.

Anthony then chatted with Extraordinary about the swordsman's experience, while little Henry continued to quietly wipe his glass.

"Bang"

The sliding door was violently pushed open, and two city guards pulled the door leaf to prevent it from rebounding.

Turning his head, he saw Sheriff James outstretching out his arm to lead the way.

James looked at the three people in the tavern, little Henry and Extraordinary Of course he was familiar, the only stranger was Anthony, but looking at the posture of the three of them, they were acquaintances.

Nodding to Extraordinary to signal that there was no danger, Extraordinary put down the hand holding the bottle.

Behind the sheriff, the city guard went straight forward, two embroidered with two bright gold threads.

This bag is tighter than Anthony, and it should be the big man of the city guard.

Some people always like to wear formal clothes or dresses in the summer and early autumn days, highlighting the difference from the commoners.

If it weren't for the addition of ice grass to the fabric of her shirt, it is estimated that even the Ice Queen would not be able to stand the summer in Yorktown.

"Are you the owner of this tavern?"

Although honorifics are used, Extraordinary can still feel the domineering of this big man.

Sheriff James on the side whispered something.

Extraordinary probably heard the words "Berman Chamber of Commerce", "Old Henry", "Distinguished guests of the Duke's Court, Extraordinary Chamber of Commerce" and so on.

Every word seems to have magical power, and when James finished introducing it, he felt that this city guard man began to transform like an abyssal molten slurry from a 10,000-year-old glacier.

"Ahem, that's right, I'm in charge of the investigation of the Brotherhood thugs, and there are a few civilians here who provide clues that there are Brotherhood members coming in and out. ”

"This, can you go with us to the security department to ask some questions, it won't take much time!"

Extraordinary secretly took the shield ring given by the Grand Duke of York with him, and was about to talk, when little Henry suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand and stood up.

"My lord, it's about to be the opening hours of the tavern, and if you have proof there, I can go with you. ”

This little Henry Mumu is so hard now, I don't see it, if it wasn't for the occasion, I would have laughed out loud.

As a result, he naturally came to arrest someone, but he didn't catch him, and he left in disgrace.

The shield ring coiled in the extraordinary hand was seen by the high-level city guard.

Coming fast and leaving fast, Sheriff James gave an apologetic chest salute to Extraordinary and Little Henry, and followed the guards away.

Without any explanation or explanation, Anthony left the tavern with Extraordinary.

"Eh, I said Brother Anthony, if the other party knows that you, a well-dressed guy, are a member of the Brotherhood, or one of the high-ranking people, I don't know how to feel!"

Anthony didn't care, just looked up and hurried.

As it gets dark, Extraordinary discovers that Anthony has led him to a two-row house at the intersection of Rubble and Queens.

It's quite close to the sewer where I picked up the gold bricks last time, Extraordinary thought to himself.

"Don't talk nonsense when you go in for a while, I'll take you to meet someone!"

"See whom?"

"You'll know when you see it!"

Walking into the villa, the front yard is not very big, followed Anthony to the second floor, at the door of a room, Anthony knocked on the door twice, and then pushed the door directly.

The gas lights are dim, and the entire inner city is still a small part of the gas area.

A simple paulownia table, on which there is only a barrel of oil lamp, a quill holder.

Behind the desk was an old man, with white hair and a somewhat thin beard, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands were protruding.

Although the extraordinary is facing an elderly man who is dying, the feeling of the extraordinary is indeed as heavy as a mountain.

When the old man finished writing the last sentence, he raised his head to look at Anthony who was standing on the side.

"Coming?"

"Yes, sir!"

"This must be President Cordo Extraordinary!"

This, a false position, a false position!

Extraordinary didn't dare to take it big, and he didn't see Anthony put away that cynical look, like a quail.

"Ahem, hello, respected elder, do you want to see me?"

"Hehe, don't be so polite! We're our own people! Anthony, move two high stools, you two sit down. ”

When the old man smiled and called Anthony, he felt that the mountain in front of him suddenly cracked a canyon, and he stood at the bottom of the valley, bathing in the sunshine.

Extraordinary and Anthony sat down before the old man continued:

"There is no fruit tea and coffee here, you can bear more!"

This old man was too polite, and he was a little flustered in his heart.

"Well, do you have anything to ask me for help with? ”

"I can't talk about helping, by the way, you're from Sissel Territory, and you're still an insurer, is that old fellow Radona okay?"

Hey, rest assured, it turned out to be a friend of Priest Radona, look at the old man's kind face, as long as he is not an enemy.

"Thank you for your concern, Priest Radona has been transferred to the Royal Capital Association as Vice President!"

Below was some painless greetings, and Extraordinary finally confirmed that the old man in front of him was really a good friend of Priest Radona.

Since it's his own person, Extraordinary doesn't plan to be polite.

He took out a set of coffee-making utensils from the space one after another, condensed a water bomb in his left hand, and a flame rose in the palm of his right hand, and in a few seconds, a fragrance of coffee filled the entire room.

"Anthony only said that you are a water magician, but I didn't expect that you are even proficient in fire magic!"

In other words, fireballs are very easy to condense, but to control the size and temperature, it is not something that ordinary low-level magicians can do.

"Hehe, I'm also a good mouthful of cigarettes, and fire-based magic will only have a fireball technique!"

"First time we met, I was Anthony's Enlightenment priest, Bard Fick!"

"Master, master?"