The person in front of him is a very beautiful and delicate woman with a hint of charm, a little charming, a little sad. She sat quietly at her desk, where only a cup of coffee was still steaming.

Her long black hair was tied back at the back of her head, she was wearing a dark tunic jumpsuit, and the huge pleated flower collar of a white shirt was turned out of her chest, exuding the air of a mature woman.

The woman suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, half-disgusted, half-stupid, "Why?

Reyes shook his head vigorously and rubbed his eyes again, with a strange expression, as if he had been choked by a pair of large invisible hands.

After a while, he smiled: "Impossible, this is so ridiculous, I must be dazzled."

It's not true, it's not true. ”

The woman spoke again: "Ray, what's wrong with you?"

Originally, I was just an ordinary person who entered the world and lived in seclusion, and I just wanted to feel the quiet years in a dull way, hehe, it seems that I am destined to be unable to hide from you guys in this life.

I didn't expect to meet you here, when I came out for a coffee. ”

Reyes, whose forehead suddenly turned bruised and his face twisted, rushed forward and grabbed the woman by the collar, pulled her up violently from her seat, and yelled hysterically, "Get out of here! Who the fuck are you?"

How dare you, dare to dress up like this, believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you!"

The woman was lifted in the air as if she were being carried by Reyes, and she met her bloodshot eyes and giggled, "What the hell is going on with you?

I'm Onimaru!

Don't drink the wine made by the muse, your brain is spoiled. ”

Suddenly hearing the name Muse, Reyes's heart twitched violently, and his gaze was completely blank.

Suddenly, his expression froze, and his gaze crossed the familiar face in front of him, and he saw a dark red-haired teenager raising a glass to him at the bar in the distance.

"Hi Ray.

SdueR distilled water, six to one, held at seven degrees.

I taught you how to make vodka, you remember!"

As the red-haired boy's lips opened and closed, Reyes's unusually familiar voice rang in his ears again.

With a thud, Reyes fell to his knees, tears welling up, his hands desperately tearing his hair, and letting out a chaotic cry: "It's not real, it's all hallucinations, you're all dead, you're all dead!"

Get out of here, get out of here!

Please, it's all me who is wrong, I'm greedy for life and afraid of death, please don't come to me again, okay?

I beg you to ......."

......

On the other side of the restaurant, the four men and women who came with Reyes were bored, when suddenly one of the short-haired men said, "It's been so long, why haven't you come back?"

The blonde beauty among the four had a sour tone in her tone: "I must have taken a fancy to a woman and went to talk to her." ”

A bearded man laughed and said, "Nonsense! What kind of identity is an adult? No matter how hungry and thirsty you are, you can't just do it in public." ”

Another bald man felt a little inappropriate, stood up and said, "The captain explained very clearly, let's take care of the adults, it's been so long, let's go and see what's going on." ”

The bald man was just about to start, but a long-haired man came out of the corner, stopped in front of the four of them, and said with a smile: "No need, next, the viscount will be taken care of by me."

There is another mission, so go back first. ”

The four of them were shocked when they saw the long-haired man, and said in unison, "Captain Locke, you, why are you here?" ”

The long-haired man was the leader of the group of Seekers, whose real name was Achim von Straun, a member of the original "Hunters", codenamed "Locke". People who know him generally call him Locke.

Seeing the expressions of his subordinates, Locke smiled slightly: "I just said, there is a mission, there are not enough manpower, I need you to hurry back to listen to the briefing and prepare for departure."

Lord Viscount, let me come, so that you don't feel comfortable.

Remember, you are warriors in the Order, not servants and acolytes.

I have learned what has happened to the Viscount, and I have communicated it to you, and when he is done eating, I will send him back to Breiburg, and then I will go back to you.

Understood, let's take action!"

The four Seekers immediately obeyed the order, saluted, and walked out of the cafeteria.

When she got out of the restaurant door, the blonde woman gestured her middle finger at the restaurant and said disdainfully: "As for it?

Sycophants!phew!"

It wasn't until the car started that the bald man said casually: "Isn't this an extra move?"

The other three were slightly stunned, but none of them spoke again. The car sped apace, turned a corner, and disappeared into the traffic.

......

Ice and Snow Restaurant.

Waiter Wolfgang had just finished serving a table of guests, and in a hurry, he took a shortcut and turned a corner into a secluded place.

As soon as he turned around, before he could move his steps, he saw a scene that made him feel extremely strange:

Not long ago, a customer who was domineering and unreasonable, and impressed many waiters in the restaurant, somehow fell to his knees at a table, holding his head and crying bitterly.

And sitting in front of him was a middle-aged man with glasses.

Just as Wolfgang was stunned, the middle-aged man slowly raised his head and looked at him.

In an instant, Wolfgang felt that the whole world had changed, everything was so beautiful, everything had become illusory, and the figures in his field of vision had blurred unconsciously.

Then he felt from the bottom of his heart that the vague figure in front of him was so familiar and so kind.

Wolfgang couldn't help but take a step, walking towards the blurred figure, towards the cloud of colored light and shadow behind the blurred figure that he wanted to grasp but couldn't catch, step by step.

With the last glimmer of clarity, Wolfgang vaguely felt an ethereal voice echoing in his ears: "Since ...... Rabbit...... Foot ......"

Subsequently, Wolfgang completely fell, no longer bothered with troubles, no longer thinking about problems, and wandered in the endless paradise of colors.

......

Someone suddenly slapped him on the shoulder.

Reyes was startled, and subconsciously looked back to see a familiar figure that made him collapse to the ground all of a sudden.

"Banzkaya!

Hehe, hehe, haha, even you lived? I must be dreaming.

Yes, it's a dream, I must have been too tired yesterday, and I didn't sleep until almost dawn, and my sleeping posture was not good, so the dream was the same as the real thing.

Is this the legendary nightmare? yes, it must be!"

Reyes is now on the verge of collapse, trying to convince himself by all possible reasons under the protective mechanism of self-awareness.

Banskaya behind him grabbed Reyes' collar, opened his bow left and right, slapped him several times, and said in a fierce voice: "Old fellow, this is also a dream?

Do you want Lao Tzu to kick your balls next and see if you can get close to a woman when you wake up?"

In this situation, where can it be considered a dream?

Reyes touched his hot cheeks, looked at the familiar face, listened to the familiar tone, suddenly felt a chill in his crotch, subconsciously clamped his legs, and blurted out: "Old ghost, don't be kidding, Lao Tzu is still pointing to that thing to enjoy life." ”

Banzkaya let go of Reyes, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and said with a sneer: "Thunderstruck, do you want to drink two glasses?"

Reyes returned to the original time in a trance, no longer thinking about other problems, just wanting to comfort and satisfy what he had been missing in his heart for more than ten years.

Hearing Banzkaya's words, he grinned: "Tomb robber, when Lao Tzu is afraid of you?"

Drink it, and you'll be the first to fall 10,000 times!"

......

Looking at the cockroach-like thing in front of him slowly sitting opposite him, his eyes were glazed, his pupils quickly shrank slightly, and the corners of the mouth of the middle-aged man wearing glasses gradually turned upward.

Immediately after, the middle-aged man glanced at Wolfgang, who was standing not far away.

The unlucky waiter, who was just lying on the gun, suddenly rolled his eyes, his body moved, and walked quickly to the front desk, saying as he walked, "The guest at table 47 wants another bottle of whiskey!"