The tavern is mixed with all kinds of people, and most of these people are civilians, mercenaries and all kinds of rogue thieves living at the bottom. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoCompared to the outside streets or the tense depression of the shops, this place is indeed as lively as it was at the beginning, because for these people living at the bottom, no matter what happens to the big people above, it will not have much to do with them.

Today, too, the soldiers and Templars hadn't searched here so quickly, and both the tavern customers and the tavern owners were doing whatever they had to do, ignoring any changes in the situation, but it didn't prevent it from becoming a hub for all kinds of rumors.

But unlike the lively discussion just now, most people's eyes were now on a table in the tavern.

A very revealing and sexy lady is now playing cards with a stout man across from her. This lady who had just entered the place, everyone thought that the other party was some prostitutes who came to solicit customers, and all kinds of hungry and thirsty men began to ask for money, but they were all rejected one by one in various ways, or brutal or gentle methods, and the other party's intention made everyone puzzled, and the other party simply offered to play cards with the people here.

Playing cards is no stranger to people here, because almost everyone here claims to be a master of playing card games, the only thing that puzzles them is that since they come here to play cards, what does it mean that you are dressed like this?

Although the other party's behavior is quite strange, it can't stop the undead crowd from pursuing it by playing cards or hoping to have something to do with the other party.

Time passed little by little, and the people who came up to challenge one after another were swept away one by one, and everyone had to sigh at the luck of the other party and how rebellious the opponent's hand was. Anyone with a little insight can see that almost every card of the other party is very noble and rare, and such a deck can participate in some national-level friendship competitions initiated by noble lovers and win prizes, but they don't know why the other party came here to abuse novices and beat children.

This woman who suddenly appeared was Desaen, who met Shilinya and the others on the street.

Playing cards is just a way for the other party to spend time while waiting, and now she is just waiting for someone to find her.

The crowd around her was shouting and cheering, some for Desain, but more for her opponents, because Desain's arrival had already knocked out most of the people here who boasted of their poker skills.

The last card was placed on the rough wooden table, and the many cards stacked together were stacked together, and it was impossible to distinguish which ones were Desain's opponents, which caused some people to want to take one or two of these precious cards, but Desain was not too worried at all.

"Let's score at the end~" Desain's playful voice was laughing at the other party's incompetence, "But I don't think I need to calculate it~ I took half of my cards from the field, and my score seems to be higher than yours~"

Unconvinced, the opponent picked up a few cards on the table and threw them down fiercely, his angry eyes expressing his anger, but when he faced the fierce murderous gaze of Dissen, he could only flee, causing a laugh from the onlookers.

The laughter that filled the tavern abruptly stopped, and the people who were still alive and energetic all stood in their places like stiff wooden people, like a swarm of robots, slowly pouring out towards the tavern door. Disain knew that the person he had been waiting for was finally coming, but this way of appearing was quite dissatisfying to the god, because in Disain's mind, the more people the better, and only in this way could the fun be reflected.

Looking through the crowd, Disaen quickly turned his gaze to the main body - in the mechanized crowd, a woman with long blond hair and purple eyes in the costume of the Church of Raffede stood in it, all of them were facing the door of the tavern, only she was facing Disen, and no one passed within a meter of it, forming an eerie vacuum.

"If you get all the people out here, it's easy to get the attention of the soldiers and Templars who are searching for you. "And our meeting will soon be interrupted by curious visitors." ”

Slowly walking across from Desain, he curiously picked up a messy pile of cards on the table, but threw them back on the table with no interest after just one glance, not even bothering to take a second look.

"Interested? The first time I've come to Al, I think you'd get a taste of life here, it's a lot more interesting than if you were spending all day soaking in books. Desaen kindly invited the other party, and although the other party seemed to be uninterested, it did not hinder his Amway's actions.

"I'm curious. There were no emotional fluctuations, but it was clear that Newerki's words were not in response to De Sain's Amway, but meant something else.

"What I know about you is only about eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, I don't know when you like to be nosy?" For the first time, Disain heard a slight change of emotion in the other party's words, although it was only a questioning tone.

Without immediately replying to the other's words, Disain gently rose from his chair and went to the tavern counter, took out two clean mugs, and took out two bottles of wine from the wine cabinet in the back, which were very high-hidden.

The mug contains wine, which feels strange no matter how you think about it, and although I don't know what kind of price such a wine is, it must be more expensive than other things to be able to be put so high by the owner of the tavern.

Fill one cup for yourself and drink it yourself, while the other one is casually placed on the other's table.

"So your understanding of me is pretty superficial. Draining the glass of wine, Disain said accusatorily to Newerkee, "I will do anything that makes me happy, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling is only one aspect, but more often I will do things that ordinary people think are nothing more than pranks, because they make me happier than these repetitive and uninteresting things." ”

"How about tampering with my artifact and ultimately weakening my connection with my followers?" said Newlegi, possessed by Alicia, as he asked the other party maliciously, as Desain once again heard the emotional fluctuations in the other party's words.

"No, it's not a prank, it's just a boring activity with a lot of money and a lot of thunder and little rain compared to what it used to do. Desain was not afraid of the hostility of the other party, but the misunderstanding of the other party still made her defend herself.

Desain filled his mug with wine and drank it all again.

"Once, I tricked a regretful young man into confessing his love and doing something that everyone liked to do to his girlfriend who had become a corpse, and in front of the whole village, I told him that only in this way, kissing and uniting your beloved, could she be resurrected back to you. Disain observed the other party's pale face, and it was easy to analyze from it that the other party's possession time was not long, because it was already a corpse, and the body functions were not fully activated.

"In the end, I made the dead body into a rotting zombie, and when this young man finally endured his nausea and kissed the corpse of a decomposing body beyond recognition, I felt great joy, for I saw the dumbest man in the world, just as I have ever seen one of the dumbest gods who believe that there is a boring thing called 'love' in this world!" Disain once again filled himself with a glass of wine and drank it down.

However, Disain, who was sitting across from him, didn't seem to be interested in what the other party said: "I know more stories than you, and now I'm not here to listen to you tell stories, since you don't seem to be sincere......"

It seemed that he had lost his patience, and was ready to make such a boring compatriot in front of him pay his price, but just as he was about to make a move, he was held down by the other party's hand on the table.

The cold and delicate hand was held in the palm of his hand, and the delicate skin made Disaen constantly caress on it: "You know a lot, but you haven't experienced it. You were the first to come here, I'm sure of that. Now you just lack some feelings, but the more you possess them, the more you will know, and you will understand how interesting these feelings are. ”

"And ......," Disain caressed the other's hand more and more, rubbing against each other, "you must have been affected by this body soul, haven't you? Because I saw something interesting from the daughter of the owner of this body, that child must have been invaded by an otherworldly spirit, right?"

"Memories of a past life!"

Newerki didn't deny the other party's words, but she had never had any emotional fluctuations to speak of, and now she had a subtle but huge change - Desain had already felt the other party's trembling from the hand he was holding, and he didn't know if it was anger or what.

"I don't understand what this mother-like soul wants to do. Desain watched with great interest the subtle emotional fluctuations of the paralyzed man in front of him.

"But the little story I'm telling you isn't a whim. Desain took his hand away from the other's hand and stroked the other's face, "I want to learn from that stupid human being, try to do what it is like to do something with a 'corpse', when it is still a 'corpse', and it has not yet become a fully living being." ”

"Or we can be in front of the daughter of this 'corpse', or we can pull that lovely daughter in to explore these mysteries together~"