"According to the agreement, I have solved less than 100 cases. Is that okay?"

Eric's breath became rapid. The words reveal a desire within reach, and an irrepressible sense of joy.

"Considering the seriousness of the case you have solved, I have decided to give you this right in advance. ”

Hearing Papitt's words, Eric's mood was extremely excited, but he couldn't say any words of thanks. After all, he just had a conflict with the other party.

Seeing Eric speechless, Papitt didn't say much, and handed him a pitch-black bullet. It's dark and swarthy, but it's shiny. It's more like some kind of fine work of art than a gun to fire.

"What is this?"

"Tokens. Very important. ”

Eric took it and squeezed it in his hand to observe.

"Plus, this time Anthracene will be with you. She also happened to have something to do with the spear god. ”

Anthrite waved to Eric beside her.

......

In the dark alley.

Eric stood in front of a door.

Seriously, this tavern in a remote corner of the business district is so unremarkable that it doesn't even have a prominent sign. No wonder there are so many doors.

It's like I deliberately don't want people to know.

If you didn't know the address beforehand, I'm afraid no one would have noticed it.

Only a small magic lamp hung on the door. Probably because of the exhaustion of energy, it looks like it is going to go out at any time.

"There's not a lot of people around here, so we can't be on the wrong side. ”

Eric was a little worried.

"The tavern where the gun god is, how can people easily find it?"

A guy next to him wearing a black butterfly mask, a bowler hat, and a long trench coat wrapped himself tightly said.

The young lady of the Pyros family wanders the streets at night, and this information is undoubtedly dangerous for the general public to know. Anthralis believes that he can solve these dangers, but Eric thinks that solving them is an unnecessary trouble.

So Anthrite had to disguise herself at the suggestion of Eric and Padett. Underneath that long trench coat was her usual lightness of clothing, as well as the famous sword stinger.

The two of them came by moonlight, because the tavern was only open after dark.

Eric took a few steps forward before pushing open the movable wooden door.

"Wait, before you go in, give you this. ”

Anthrite, who was wearing a butterfly mask, said, pulling out a clear vial from her pocket.

"The alchemy potion specially provided by the Pelos family, made by that Mr. White himself. The yield is very low, so save some money. However, I recommend that you drink a few drops before going in so that your wounds will heal immediately. ”

Eric took the vial and looked at it.

In the dim light, the eerie green juice swayed inside the bottle.

That's disgusting.

Although the body resisted, Eric trusted Anthrite. So he patiently poured the thing down his neck with the strange bitterness that filled his throat.

Then, he felt the injured parts of his body start to heat up, especially the broken part of his left arm. At the same time, an indescribable sense of comfort came.

"The bandage can be removed. ”

Anthrite said to him.

Eric was skeptical. He took off his coat and untied the burden that was wrapped around his left arm. I moved my arm up and down a few times, and found that it had become intact.

"That's amazing!" his eyes widened.

Although White was an eccentric old man, Eric had to admit that his alchemy skills were so good that he was able to create such a magical potion.

In this way, there is an extra layer of protection when fighting later.

Seeing that he was satisfied, Anthrati whispered, "Actually, this is what Papitt asked me to give you. ”

Eric was silent. He knew that the neutral Anthris wanted to reconcile their contradictions.

In fact, Papitt only served as the mouthpiece of Pelos's administrator, his sister Joanna. If you want to be resentful, you should also hate that adult.

What worries Eric is that Papitt's attitude towards Joanna's handling is clearly more for than against. He is now learning government affairs with Joanna, and will inevitably accept his sister's advanced ideas.

The ruthlessness of those in high positions.

To save patients who may be fed anesthetic powder for the first time at any time, or because it will disturb the social order, they temporarily choose to wait for the opportunity to think about countermeasures. This is a dilemma.

Eric chose the former.

Joanna chose the latter.

Papitt supports the latter.

So, what about anthracene.

Eric didn't dare to ask Anthrite what she thought about the matter. Because she is also a member of the superior family.

Although as friends made during his travels, Eric was sure that the two Pelos siblings were undoubtedly kind.

However, the choices made by good people are often even more terrifying.

He had no faith. Fear of hearing different answers from the mouths of friends.

"Thank you. ”

In the end, Eric could only say thanks.

Anthrite seemed to hear the complicated thoughts in this sentence, only sighed, and motioned for him to continue his actions.

Eric shook his head, trying to forget the unpleasantness. He told himself that there was a door in front of him, and that he could just push it open.

He pushed the door open.

All of a sudden, the air became hot.

The sight inside the door was beyond Eric's expectations.

Compared to the desertion of the streets outside, it was a different world inside.

Spacious.

The view suddenly widened, and the space inside the tavern was more than three times as large as it appeared from the outside. In this way, the houses without entrances next to them must belong to this tavern. Together, they form a big house.

Boisterous.

The rows of rectangular tables were not neatly arranged, but they seemed to be in the right place. Roughly-dressed people sat in twos and threes.

Some of them talked loudly and smoked cigarettes in their mouths, some played gambling games with dice tattooed on their tops, and some put several pistols of different styles on the table and sold them to the crowd around the table.

The whole space was filled with invective and the pungent smell of fireworks. So much so that both Eric and Anthracene had varying degrees of discomfort.

The people near the door saw the two faces enter, and they both cast curious glances at them. A drunken man sitting in a corner even yelled at them unceremoniously.

Of course, it was impossible for the two of them to pay attention to that inexplicable guy. Again, they ignored the scantily clad flamboyant girl who came forward to talk to them, and went straight to the bar.

"Welcome. Something, gentlemen. ”

The waiter asked, wiping a wine glass.

Anthrite's dress perfectly conceals her figure, and it's normal to be mistaken for a man.

At this point, Eric spotted the tavern's name on the wall behind the bar.

A string of letters crooked. If you look closely, you can see that they are made up of bullets embedded in the wall.

"Welcome to the Gunsmoke Tavern".