Texas, Atacapa. With the rippling blue waves in the distance, the sea breeze dispelled the lingering heat, Jeanne set up a small tent for herself with the palm of her hand, and looked into the distance: "How did the three of us get thrown into such a ghost place?" "Nearby, on the pier, there was a small old fishing boat.

There is also a badly faded one standing next to it, written

Wooden sign that says "Welcome to Atacapa". This is clearly the New World.

"It's an accident again." Frigila couldn't help but complain: "But although we were separated from the adults this time, at least we followed up." ”

"What kind of place is the New World?" Prajna spoke slowly, with a rare hint of curiosity in his tone.

Jeanne pondered for a moment and replied, "A place where demons are roaming, all new things in the world can happen here, no matter how unbelievable. She glanced at Frigila and Prajna, the former was a salted fish who couldn't get out of the door, and the latter was a ghost gate guard who was stuffed in hell all day long and rarely had the opportunity to go out, and neither of them looked very reliable.

"Anyway, it's a mess here, and Texas is relatively better, but it's certainly not as good as the British colonies to the north."

"The first batch of colonists, most of them were exiled criminals, and there were few honest people who dared to leave their homeland later, and the living space of the European continent was limited, and those dark creatures had nowhere to return except for the Blood Court and the wolf clan, so they all ran to the New World, so this is really not a good place." There's also a credit to her.

Many dark creatures were hunted down by her and her knights, so they had no choice but to leave their homes, abandon their original territories, and move to the New World as a family unit.

With a hint of curiosity on her face, Friengira looked around, "I've often heard about the legends of the New World in Transylvania, but it doesn't look like a place for any demons and monsters. ”

"Of course, Atacapa belongs to Texas, and this is the territory of the Basilicata wolf clan, and the wolf clan has taken root here and seized the power here, so naturally they will not let this place fall into chaos." Even if the three of them count Jeanne, who has traveled most of Europe in order to hunt down dark creatures, they have never come to this distant land.

Many people on the continent are prejudiced against the New World, but in fact this prejudice is not necessarily prejudice.

In the world of yesterday's giant ships, South America was still the sphere of influence of the two countries, and as time went on, the colonial rule of the two countries gradually collapsed, and now, only Cuba remained with a small colony of Spain.

But the form in North America is completely different from the real world. For example, George Washington's anti-British militia in the seventies of the eighteenth century fell apart and was hanged in Richmond, so North America is still in disarray.

Except for the Dominions formed by the British on the eastern seaboard based on the Thirteen Colonies, the rest of the country has a complex of forces - aborigines, transcendents, cultists, dark creatures, warlords, fugitive slaves... The vast majority of these forces are far from worthy of the title of the state, and some of them are composed of fugitive slaves

The "kingdom" is still practicing slavery, and even trafficked from Africa to people of the same color as themselves

"Fellows". In addition, due to the sparse land and sparse population, the degree of land development is limited, so that the native dark creatures, headhunters, and fierce beasts here are very rampant, and they have become synonymous with poor mountains and bad waters in Europe.

Jeanne stood up and patted the mud and sand on her boots: "Let's go, go to the city, when you get to Texas, as long as you can meet the Basilicata family, you won't miss the main battlefield." ”... Atacapa is just a small city.

People seemed to be living in peace, and from time to time cowboys with bows and arrows could be seen running out of the city with herds of horses.

The group walked into a dilapidated house, and even the signboard was nailed to the wall crookedly—a fixed nail had obviously fallen off, and the picture of the wine glass on it had become blurred in the wind and sun.

There was no one in the tavern in the afternoon, and the bartender was lying on the bar, some dozing off. The sound of wind chimes when the group pushed the door in alarmed the man, and he rubbed his eyes, and then rubbed his eyes again, and felt a kind in his heart

The absurdity of "I should still be dreaming". How can there be such a beautiful woman in a place like Atacapa?

And it's three! The bartender was stunned for so long that Jeanne came to his senses when he placed a gold coin with Lothar's face on it on the mottled bar.

"Three drinks." Jeanne held up three fingers: "The rest, I'll give you a tip." She knew that the money she spent here would not be synchronized with the real world, so in this case, she might as well be generous.

"Thanks... Thank you. ”

"Softer or stronger? Our family's signature 'White Seagull' is a must, and those of the 'family' are very fond of it. The bartender's voice stammered a little, and he tried to make his movements more dashing and polite, and when he laughed, he subconsciously pursed his lips so as not to show his smoky yellowed front teeth.

"Yes, that's it." After Jeanne finished speaking, she waited boredly. The furnishings here are quite rudimentary, and there are many obvious marks of swords on the round table and on the floor.

A large specimen of elk's head hangs on the wall, and in a conspicuous place behind the bartender, an old firecracker.

It's such a place where the people are fierce. Prajna silently remembered the scene in front of him and decided to write it in the next time he wrote a new book.

The wine was quickly blended. Jeanne took the glass and took a sip, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, phew, I knew there was absolutely no good wine in this hellish place: "Mr. bartender, you just mentioned it."

"Family man", right? The bartender couldn't help but look at the three beautiful scenery in front of him, and he couldn't wait to imprint it in his mind, and said casually: "Yes, it's the family members, people know that Texas is the territory of the Basilicata family." ”

"What should I do if I want to negotiate a deal with them?"

"Talk to them about business?" The bartender came back to his senses: "Three young ladies, are you sure?" The people in the family are all killers who kill people without blinking, although they are quite reasonable, but..."

"But what?" A loud voice pushed the door and walked in: "Old John, don't let me hear you speak ill of us in private, without our protection, it will be a question whether your tavern can continue to open." "This is a young man in a denim hat with a cigarette in his mouth, he is at least two meters tall, and he is followed by two younger brothers.

When he saw Jeanne and the three of them, the man's originally flirtatious expression couldn't help but become cramped, he threw away his cigarette, and squeezed out a smile that he thought was very handsome: "Three beautiful ladies, are you interested in having a drink with us?" The younger brothers laughed.

But the beauties who thought they would be flustered didn't move, just looked at them very calmly, and saw that the three of them were a little hairy in their hearts.

The man's eyes widened suddenly. This woman... Sound familiar? Wait a minute! Isn't this the one who?

Beads of sweat were visible to the naked eye from his sideburns.

"You know me?" Jeanne crossed Erlang's legs with a playful expression. The man suppressed the thought of turning around and running away from the door, and nodded nervously.

"Tell your leader here to come to me, I'm your friend of Miss Cellynina." The man nodded quickly.

But in his heart, he made up his mind that after leaving this tavern, he immediately went back to inform the family to evacuate this small city.

"What are you kidding, that's the Shining Knight of the Holy Church, an old monster who is said to have lived for hundreds of years, and there are few dark creatures across the continent who don't feel terrified when they face her!"

"How could she come to a poor country like Atacapa, even if she wants to deal with the family, she should go to Wolfburg..."

"Don't be afraid, little one, I've changed my career, I'm not interested in dealing with a small character like you now, there are so many dark creatures in the New World, and you Basilicata family can't be ranked at all when it comes to evil deeds." To rule, there must be order.

The rule of the wolf clan over the territory under its command can hardly be regarded as just, but there are too many demons and monsters in North America, and there are too many various forces, and some evil god sects sacrifice living people every day and no one cares, in comparison, the rule of the wolf clan is the most gentle.

Frigila snorted softly, "Stop talking, I'm afraid he'll be scared to death by you, little one, we are really your friends with Miss Cellynina, and we have something important to discuss with your patriarch." "What are you talking about?

Have you discussed how to serve us in one pot? The man's eyes subconsciously glanced around, fearing that the next moment a group of holy knights in heavy armor and shrouded in holy light would rush out, trying to purify his evil dark creature into ashes.

"Boss, what are you talking about, do these three beautiful girls have any great background?" The younger brothers looked dazed, completely unaware of their own family has always been brave and fearless

"Horn head", why was he suddenly scared like this, even if it was a beautiful woman with a background, they didn't really offend each other.