readx;? After a while, the drinks and dishes were served. The first www.biquge.info thing that came up was the Timora sweet wine that Serena had requested, and the waiter presented it with a smile on his face, asking if he wanted to open the decanting wine first.

Then he served bitter wine, butter bread, crab pie, clam bisque, creamy quail, spiced pumpkin, all kinds of forks, knives, and spoons. He brought everything to him, and I don't know if it was the shop's request or because he wanted to see Serena twice.

Rickon picked up a large glass of dark beer and drank half of it in one gulp. Some splashed on the scarf on his chest, which was woven of gold thread and fine cotton, and collapsed limply on the gown when wet.

"Take it easy, Rickon, your clothes will get drunk before you do. Noah laughed, cutting off a slice of quail meat and eating it. The quail meat is very tender, and with the sweetness of the cream and the flavorful spices, the whole piece of meat melts into a soup in the mouth like a rich sugar cube.

Abel had already had an idea about this quail, and when he saw Noah move, he also waved his knife and fork. That being said, Abel didn't use his knife and fork many times, and usually ate stewed vegetables with hand-torn bread, and sometimes he didn't even use a spoon.

Serena picked up her fork and plunged it deep into a cream quail, placing one whole on Abel's plate. As if nothing had happened, he took a whole quail for himself, and there were exactly seven quails in the dish prepared according to the number of people, just one for each person. "Somebody called that big guy. Serena said when she saw that Ogst was nowhere to be seen.

Augst used to come here all the time, and when he revisited, he couldn't forget the old way of having fun - boxing matches in the basement, and he was a regular there.

"Why does he want to go boxing?" said Abner wondered.

"We'd better not ruin his interest. As he spoke, Noah learned from Serena to stick a whole quail into his plate, "perhaps his special pastime." ”

"Is the prize money huge?" Rickon recalled, as it seemed that the champion could get a prize of 500 gold, but it was still unattractive. The townsfolk may go for the prize money, but what is Ogst for?" he got nothing but scars. Rickon said.

Maybe that's what attracted him. Klinus said, "I once had a relative, and it was quite distant. It's a poor woman, and bad things happen to her, one after another. Her son died of a serious illness, and her husband committed suicide because his business could not continue. We helped her pay off her debts because, after all, her last name was White. We thought she would get better and start living again or something. But we found out that she had died in her own home, by suicide......" said Clinos, "and she killed herself slowly, bit by bit. The corpse had incredible wounds, some long years ago, some brand new. Wounded and healed, healed and wounded skin doesn't look like a human anymore, at least not like a normal human. ”

"Why did she do that?" asked Abner with a bad face.

"Because of guilt...... "Serena said coldly, not like sympathy," she thinks that what happened to her husband and children is her own fault, or more or less her own fault. Her heart hurts, and the only antidote that can be relieved is to punish herself. ”

Serena could tell that Ogst was also full of pain. The pain made him spare no effort to do something that hurt him, and all he never had doubts or dissatisfaction in his eyes when he fought, and it was completely relieved from the long-term pain. Serena and Klinus looked at each other for a moment, and sighed silently in their hearts.

Clinos got up and was about to go downstairs to call back to Ogst, when he was suddenly stopped by Noah: "Clinos...... Your relative, how did she die?"

Klinos was silent for a moment and said, "One day, she overplayed. Pierced into his body with a needle, kept stabbing it, but did not pull it out. The needles were buried in her flesh and blood, and finally we found more than 200 needles in her ashes. The one that killed her was stuck in the back of her neck. ”

He walked down the building to the basement of the Dragon Bar. It's noisy here, and although the second floor isn't very quiet, it's really noisy here. Some shouted for good cards in their hands, and some yelled at the boxing match. But more than that, it's some drunks who brag and sing together. Experienced people will definitely avoid them, and a large barrel of cheap beer will be swallowed, turning them into vomiting machines that will be activated at any moment.

Some people didn't know why they pushed together, and it attracted a large number of people to watch the excitement. Klinos saw the boxing arena in the corner. There are no referees, no rules, just a wall of people surrounded by spectators.

Augst **** stood in the arena sweating profusely, the skin on his hands was already red, and he didn't know how many people had been put down. His body was tired, but his heart still wanted to keep fighting. The patches of black green on his body are an elixir that calms the nerves, and the pain in his body can make Ogst forget the pain in his heart. No matter how time passes, no matter how many people go to clarify.

Augst is still haunted by his crimes, and what can be done if someone praises him, and what can he do if someone worships him. All praise is but another denunciation of one's own sins, and all blessings are struck down by a solitary curse before they reach the threshold of heaven with the wind.

Augst roared and rushed towards his opponent, his voice still clearly visible in the noisy crowd, and his anger did not diminish in the slightest. The opponent defends desperately and protects his head. Ogst's fist was fast and hard, and he didn't care what he hit, treating it as his own sin, hoping to knock it into the abyss of oblivion or be defeated by it so that he would never have to face it again.

Punch after punch, and the opponent only felt that the arm he was using to defend was about to break. Realizing that Augst didn't have any rules, he quickly ducked down to dodge the raindrop-like fist and hit Augst in the abdomen hard. To his astonishment, his fist seemed to be hitting something inanimate. A fist that was enough to make ordinary people cover their stomachs and fall to the ground, Augst didn't even retreat, but his face made him even more excited.

Surprised, he received a blow to the abdomen from Ogst, causing him to vomit some gastric juice under the heavy punch. Kneeling on the ground, he didn't dare to gasp for breath, and roared.

The organizer of the boxing tournament shouted to everyone: "Again!

Klinus looked closely at the place where Ogst was punched, and his soft abdomen was blue like a bruise on a bone, indicating that the man was not a weak trick, but that Ogst was too terrible.

Ogust noticed Clinos on the side, wiped the sweat from his head with his brown civilian clothes, and walked over to Klinos.

"If you leave now, maybe you can go back before Abel eats everything. Klinis said.

"Is it already served?" said Augst, trying to keep his breath steady, "When I came here before, this shop wasn't so efficient. ”

"You may not have been sitting in first class before. ”

Augst put on his clothes and said, "I can't let everyone wait for me. ”

"Rest assured. Clinos said, "No one is waiting for you." ”

The organizer of the tournament came up and said, "Sir, this is your prize." As he spoke, he pulled out a bag of gold coins.

"Leave it to those who need it more. Augst turned around and left, leaving the organizers at a loss.

"Augst. Clinos said, "Do you know what 'take care' means?"

"Yes. ”

"Then take care, understand?"

"Perhaps, I'm a person who doesn't deserve to be taken care of......," Augst said in a low voice, not allowing Klinos to hear.

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