Chapter 153: Clues

"This is where the vampires hide?"

Walking down the crowded, bustling streets, Albert frowned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But in reality, he never doubted the truth of Joanna's words, he simply hoped that it was not true.

Looking at all kinds of passers-by, Albert's face was clouded. The glue-like couple held each other's hands as if swearing to everyone that nothing could separate them. The children weave from alley to street, as if they are tireless, but also as if they are not aware of their troubles. There are also hawkers, customers and shopkeepers who blush for a few copper coins.

This seemingly peaceful town is actually a murderous one.

The vampire hiding here means that the town is buried with an evil plague seed.

Not only could the townspeople's inhabitants turn into werewolves at any time, but the werewolves assembled by vampires would never be too far away.

"I swear, it's true. Joanna's mood was a little sluggish, and she knew what Albert was thinking, because that was what she was worried about.

Albert nodded, stopped talking, looked at Joanna, who was walking side by side, and squeezed out an ugly wry smile. Shadow, Catherine, and Cevis are in his position a little behind Joanna. This was all the members of the mission, Bawen didn't come with him, he took his squad to meet the mercenaries.

Arriving at an old but very clean tavern, Albert and the others sat in an inconspicuous corner.

The bartender with heavy makeup greeted her with a faint smile.

"Good afternoon, sir, miss. ā€

The bartender's voice was very beautiful, but it was a little contrived, as if she was deliberately pinching her throat.

"Five glasses of whiskey. Albert said without looking up, that the two female companions around him were hundreds of times more beautiful than the female bar.

"Why don't you have some steak?" the bartender still had a smile on her face, trying to sell, "The goods that just arrived in the morning are very fresh." She knew very well that people who drank whiskey were rich, at least richer than those who drank beer.

"Of course, you'll also get an extra gold coin, which is considered a tip. ā€

With that, Albert finally looked up and took out a golden coin from his pocket.

"Generous sir, Lady Luck favors the merciful. The barmaid laughed, glancing at Catherine and Joanna.

The hint from the bartender was obvious, she had never looked away, and both girls must have been the red-haired boy's lovers, as could be seen from the glances they had inadvertently cast.

Like now, both girls are blushing and peeking at Albert.

The barmaid was willing to provide the room and props for the fun, and she tried, and no matter how good she was, she couldn't satisfy the two girls.

Not only that, but she can even offer herself, as long as the gentleman in front of her, who doesn't look very old, wants to. It must have been a funny scene, the bartender thought to herself, subconsciously looking at Albert's rolled up sleeves, her strong forearms filled with a sense of power, which made her a little distracted. She'd had enough of the businessmen's rhetoric before she started, but at best she could hold on until she took off her pants, and she knew better than anyone that it was not a good taste.

Albert looked at the bartender, "Do you want this gold coin?"

Although the two girls understood the bartender's voiceover, Albert was kept in the dark.

The vast memories of the dragon heritage gave him a wealth of knowledge, but in that regard, Albert was still in his infancy.

"Of course, who would refuse gold coins. The bartender blurted out as she spoke, putting her hands around Albert's neck. "I can get you to heaven. ā€

"No, ma'am, I don't mean that. Albert frantically stood up and nearly knocked over his chair. "All you have to do is answer me a few questions. He stopped the bartender, and now, no matter how stupid he was, he knew what the other person was thinking, which made him very embarrassed. If he usually could have laughed it off, it was just a small misunderstanding, but now it was different, Joanna was sitting next to him.

"What do you want to know?" the bartender was also a little embarrassed, her tone contrived with displeasure.

She was the most beautiful and sensual woman in town, and no man, nobleman or wealthy merchant, had ever rejected her before.

"About the strange things that happened in Pig's Town. With that, Albert gathered his thoughts and calmed himself down.

"Is there anything strange going to happen in Pigtown?" the bartender was stunned for a moment, then shook her head blankly.

"For example, if there are townspeople who have disappeared mysteriously. Albert asked.

"No, no. The bartender shook her head again, "It's been peaceful, nothing strange has ever happened." ā€

Albert sat back in his chair and placed the gold coin on the wine table, he saw the cunning in the bartender's eye, "Don't you want to get a gold coin?"

"One more gold coin might remind me of something. "Believe me, I know all the people in the town, the workers, the merchants, the nobles, no one knows more than me." ā€

After a moment of silence, Albert nodded and pulled out another gold coin.

"If your message satisfies me, these two gold coins are yours. He said with some annoyance.

"Of course, I remembered something very important. The bartender looked around mysteriously, bent down, and whispered to the crowd.

"Legend has it that the Fort of Lords was cursed by an evil god. She licked her chapped lips and told the crowd, "I don't know when it started, but when night falls, there will be women's sobs in the castle, and no one knows why, and the guards of the castle never mention it. Not only that, but the Lord of Pigeon Town and Baron Peacock Grass rarely leaves the castle, only occasionally attending the town's festivals, but rarely speaking. ā€

At the end, the barmaid shook her head a little wistfully, "He used to come to me a lot. ā€

Albert nodded and gave the gold to the bartender.

Glancing at the bartender's back, Albert turned his head, "Do you think this has anything to do with vampires?" ā€

"There's nothing wrong with investigating, and we can't let go of any suspicions. Catherine said with a blank face, "The lord of the town may have been taken over. ā€

"That's exactly what I'm trying to say. Joanna nodded as well, and although she hated Catherine's condescending face, it was worth investigating. Maybe it's because the two girls are equally beautiful and equally good, in short, they don't like each other, like enemies in the previous life.

Whenever they had the chance, they would have a big fight, which made Albert very helpless and distressed.

"Hypocritical human, this is my idea. ā€

Catherine scoffed, looked at Joanna coldly, and a disdainful smile rose into the corners of her mouth.

"Oh, self-righteous elf, do you think you're the only one who thinks?" retorted Joanna, not to be outdone.

Albert and Chevis looked at each other, and when a woman argues, the best thing to do is to let herself into the air and pretend not to know.

He had tried to persuade him, but instead of doing so, the two girls pointed the finger at him.