As Maffeo followed Warhammer and Blackburn into the Spearhead's tavern, Mr. Carter, who was sitting behind the bar, put down what he was doing - he was writing something on a book that resembled an account book. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he began to look at the three of them, and Maffeo noticed the sudden gaze, and then he cast his gaze to meet that of Mr. Carter. The guy made him feel uncomfortable, and another indescribable feeling followed.

Maffeo noticed that the other's eyes were steel-gray, and his eyes were cold and terrifying, but they were not aimed at himself, and his forehead was covered with sickly beads of sweat. "Mr. Restless Mask. He spoke. "Mr. Brown-Haired who looks brilliant but bears a strong resemblance to Mr. Mask, and a wandering warrior with a weapon on his back. Is this a special party? I really don't understand how you guys can get together. ”

"What's the matter, Mr. Carter, do you feel strange?" Warhammer casually dragged over a bench and sat down at the bar.

"No, no, no, it's just that I said that you are not welcome at the Spearhead Tavern. Carter sneered, and reached out to the waiter he had hired to signal that it was best to ignore the three, including Andrea, of course, although she cast a not-so-friendly glance at him without the former noticing.

"Well, it looks like this is going to be the beginning of a conflict. Maffeo whispered to Blackburn.

"Aren't you going to persuade him?" asked Blackburn.

Maffeo shrugged, "As you can see, now he can't stop anymore." I finally knew why Warhammer had changed his mind, if he was thinking about a fight. ”

"But......" Blackburn was about to say something, but Maffeo interrupted him at the right time. "Calm down, Eugene, I'll take care of everything. ”

That Warhammer guy wasn't a man who liked to follow rules and regulations, and at this time, it was even more impossible for him to care about the other party's face when he hated the guy who wanted to break his body to pieces. In fact, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. "You know what? Mr. Carter, this is an unfortunate thing. Warhammer raised his hand, took a bottle of Farowan Dry Red from the bar, flicked the cork with his thumb, but didn't drink it.

"You don't want to get a drop from me!" Carter tried to reach out from behind the bar to snatch the rum back, but the Warhammer teased Mr. Carter and nearly flipped it from behind the bar. The more this guy looks foreign, the more it makes Warhammer happy.

"Go on, I believe it's not your first tool to make money in this place than to snatch back an inconsequential bottle of wine, right? Warhammer's last sentence accentuated the tone, as if deliberately reminding Carter. His accentuated tone did indeed change Carter's face, and he looked cautiously at Warhammer.

"You're kidding, Mr. Mask. Carter said perfunctorily. "I'm a man of my duty, and running this tavern is my number one goal for me. Other than that, I didn't think about anything. Warhammer was a little surprised by how cheeky the guy was, but with Andrea constantly glaring at him, he decided not to expose Carter's actions this time.

"Just kidding, so, Mr. Carter. I'm not here today to make trouble, but to be with me—" He looked at Maffeo. "Old friends I haven't seen in years are just having a drink together. ”

"If that's the case, then I don't think I'll be bothered if you stay here. Carter snorted disdainfully and beckoned to Andrea. "They'll be handed over to you, and if they cause even the slightest commotion, blast them out for me at once. ”

"No problem, boss. ”

The only one who was relieved was Blackburn, and in fact, Maffeo could see from the beginning that Warhammer didn't bring himself here to fight. He was just looking for a place to spend time before midnight, and in this way, it was a good place. The Spearhead Tavern was only half a block away from the gangster's turf in the backstreets, and he knew that Warhammer had been roaming the neighborhood lately.

"I guess all we need to do now is wait, don't we?" said Maffeo with a smile at Warhammer, who didn't reply, just nodded slightly.

Dominic and Evie parted after entering the backstreet, and honestly, the former would love to go with Evie to see where the Farroe Bay people lived. After all, in the face of those rioters, it was difficult for him to guarantee that he would be able to successfully restrain his attempts to free their souls. "Go, Dominic, you know what to do. Evie waved at Dominic at the entrance of the alley.

"Be careful, Evie. Dominic leaned over and said slowly. "Intuition is sometimes a scary thing. ”

"So, what does your intuition tell you?" asked Evie with interest.

"That Farowan man is dangerous, that's all. Dominic still hasn't turned around.

"Can I interpret this as you're worried about me?" Evie smiled.

Dominic took a step forward and didn't look back. "No, it's just a warning. Then there was a succession of steps, and he quickly moved away from Evie's sight.

Standing at the mouth of the alley, Evie's smile still hasn't faded, in her opinion, Dominic has never been the one to try to admit what she really thinks in her heart. Although this is his personality, although Evie often feels that his personality makes it very difficult for others to get along with him. "Don't bring personal emotions into the mission, let's get started, Evie. She whispered to herself and turned and walked into the alley.

Evie walked gently closer to the house where the Farowan people were, which was easier to find than she had imagined. Despite her misgivings, Evie temporarily believed that this was where the people of Farowan lived. She did smell the pungent smell of the alchemy potion in this alley, but she could deduce that this stronger pungent smell was caused by heating the alchemy recipe entirely with fire. If you have a good alchemy equipment, you will minimize the pungent smell.

She saw the crooked wooden sign with the irregular number 263 written on it, and the owner of the house had ingeniously drawn a twisted alchemical symbol underneath the number. Evie took a few steps back, then closed her eyes and folded her hands as if she were praying, but she was actually sensing if there was anyone in the room. The end result was a surprise to her, and although she was sure that there was no one in the room, she sensed the scent of other creatures.

With a strange feeling, she gently pushed open the wooden door and entered the room. The darkness here made her a little uncomfortable, and more depressed. Instead of using torches or oil lamps to illuminate the room, she condensed a ball of light containing divine power to illuminate the room. Then the first thing she saw was the caged guinea pigs, stray dogs, and animals that had completely mutated. "Could it be ......," Evie's expression became grim.