After one thing has passed, another thing will come to mind, and perhaps the ghost swordsman is destined not to enjoy a period of calmer life than ever. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoEver since Aiden provided him with that information, he has been deliberately hiding his identity on the streets of Huttonmar. The half-shoulder cloak had become his possession again, and he had to cover his hands even during the short distance from the Celia Hotel to the guild.

There was no doubt that this incident distressed him. He also told Edward Sr. about it, who didn't think it must have been the Berserker's doing, as even with obvious evidence, no claims against the ghost swordsman could be made until the real killer was determined.

Although he wanted to go to the scene of the crime, without permission, Maffeo could not even touch the chain of the door of Count Damian's mansion. He could only wait for news from Camilli for the next period of time, and he felt that the other party had most likely realized how the current situation would affect his two ghost swordsman companions.

Compared to Maffeo and Schultz, who were gradually falling silent, Warhammer and Blackburn were going to be more active in the next few days. Warhammer had finally finished preparing all the methods he could use against Mr. Carter, and he was excited to try it out. Blake thought that unearthing Mr. Carter's old bottom might be the only thing Warhammer had to do next. Of course, he didn't guarantee that the other party wouldn't flirt with Andrea again, and he did like that girl very much.

So, one evening a few days later, Warhammer and Blackburn set out from Celia's inn and went to the alley next to Mr. Carter's tavern with some interesting gadgets. Carter's tavern closes at midnight on time every day, and he never stays open all night. So compared to the Moonlight Tavern, which is open all day, his income is far less than that of Sothia. Of course, the charm alone has already lost to Sosiya.

Blackburn stood at the mouth of the alley, watching to see if anyone approached. The two agreed to use the cat's meow as a communication signal, but Blackburn was reluctant to imitate the cat's meow, he didn't like cats. He considers cats to be ominous creatures, just as Maffeo thinks that the number 13 represents an ominous one.

Warhammer pulls out a small robot from the box, which looks very similar to the Rx-78 Chaser, but Warhammer has modified him. He transformed the expression of the robot's face into a more mocking one, and his disdainful eyes and sneers were vividly interpreted by him on the robot. After filling the robot with a dose of fuel, he waited for the sound of the tavern door locking.

Soon there were no other sounds around, and most of the homeless people in the backstreets usually don't show up in the neighborhood during this time, as this is where the gangs take over. They take everything here as their own, and any homeless people who pass by must pay the corresponding "toll". It's just that when faced with the clergy or other Duchy investigators who might come here, they won't take it lightly.

Since Warhammer had already studied the reason for the safer route here, the two of them were relatively calm along the way, and did not encounter too many dangers. So much so that when they arrived here, the two of them didn't even sweat a bit.

Hidden in the dark part of the alleyway, Blackburn could already hear the sound of chaotic footsteps and drunken shouts, no doubt from the gangsters who liked to meet here at midnight. Blackburn cautiously poked out half of his head, observing the movement on the road. The silhouettes of a group of human figures flickered in the distance, and for a moment Blackburn felt like he was in hell.

Blackburn turned around and imitated a cat meow. Warhammer immediately raised his head, took a few steps forward, brought himself a little closer to Blackburn, and asked softly. "What's wrong, little Eugene?"

"The guys from the gangsters are coming. Blackburn whispered.

"Very well, it looks like our dear Mr. Carter is about to make a move soon. Can you believe it? He's trafficking in gangsters. ”

"Didn't Miss Andrea say that, that scumbag would do anything for money. ”

Warhammer nodded hurriedly, as if it was Miss Andrea herself facing him. "That's right, that's right. Miss Andrea is a good girl, and I wish she hadn't worked in this tavern in the future. ”

"I don't think now is the time to think about that, is it?" said Blackburn, smiling helplessly.

"You're right. Warhammer retracted and crouched back next to the robot, his fingers pressed against the start button.

The sound of the tavern door locking was like touching some of the adrenaline nerves of the warhammer, and he almost jumped with excitement, but he restrained himself, it would be bad if he caught Mr. Carter's attention. Blackburn was still staring at the gangsters' movements, and they seemed to be moving slowly. Almost half of these guys lived with alcohol all day, and Blackburn believed that their eventual cause of death was alcoholism.

Warhammer pressed the robot's start button and disappeared into the darkness of the alley. His outfit blended in easily with the darkness, and since he wasn't wearing the black studded vest, Mr. Carter couldn't have discovered him hiding in the darkness anyway.

Carter opened the back door of the tavern and staggered out inside. Although he is said to be the owner of the tavern, he basically doesn't have to do anything every day. He used the money from the sale of children to hire a few waiters to do things for him, and the biggest thing he spent in the tavern every day was to talk about business with the gangsters who came here or drink without restraint, and he was also an alcoholic. Andrea said that Mr. Carter would never make a deal with the gang in a state of extreme sobriety, so he seemed to be drunk now.

"Go ahead, taunt boy. Warhammer whispered, and the activated robot began to react. It first used an irregular speed - it was only because of the uneven road surface here, and then it approached so quickly that the wheels rubbed against the ground and made a "rustling" sound. Mr. Carter had obviously noticed the robot, but he had never seen it, so he couldn't help but crouch down and look at it. Anyway, he already knew the rules of action of those gangsters, and they wouldn't come over right away.

As Warhammer's body twitched, which was caused by his forced grin, the mocking words came out of the droid's mouth, "Hey, you fuck, you scumbag. You know what? I'm in love with your woman, she's really nice. ”

Almost in the next second, Carter's face turned blue with anger. Foul language erupted from his mouth as well, and he tried to get up and kick the thing that had made him angry. Warhammer immediately manipulated the robot to dodge, and he saw Carter kick him into the air like a blind bear, and then fall to the ground under the impact of the robot's tossing and turning, his mouth gnawing into the dirty mud on the ground. Warhammer thought that this was the sumniest "meal" after a day of "work" for him.

Carter gets up to spit out the mud from his mouth, and then as he prepares to continue attacking the robots, he hears the unbridled shouts of the approaching mob. He realized that the time had come, and he couldn't afford to waste it on this inexplicable thing. So he turned around and walked towards the alley with his anger in his breath. Warhammer pressed his specially designed taunt button again, and a new round of taunts rang out behind Carter's back, causing him to roar angrily. "You weird thing, disappear for me!"

"I think it's probably you who should disappear, you scum......bag," Warhammer whispered in the dark, and then manipulated the robot to make it disappear from Carter's vision, his first goal had been achieved.