Chapter Twenty-Three: The Nerve Strip
The Black Rose Inn, located in the best part of the street, is the most frequented place for merchants and mercenaries.
At this moment, Butian and Locke temporarily settled in the Black Rose Hotel.
The rooms in the hotel are spacious and well-equipped. Bu Tian also found that there was a toilet similar to his previous life in the bathroom, so he carefully studied the toilet shape under Locke's strange gaze.
This spoof made Locke's face twitch, and he hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him.
According to Guò Locke's description, Bu Tian only knew that this was a urinal for convenience. And looking at the other party's puzzled eyes, Bu Tian had no choice but to cheekily say that he had a habit of cleanliness and wanted to see if this urinal was clean.
Locke was even more puzzled when he heard this, how could the urinal be clean or not? He just wanted to ask again, but Bu Tian appropriately diverted the topic and mentioned the pursuers of the League of Thieves.
"Master, I think the League of Thieves should have noticed Richie's death, and perhaps, some two-star thieves who have been tasked with investigating have already found Thomas.
After all, Thomas is a low-level eyeliner cultivated by our Thieves Alliance, and in the entire Holy Order Alliance, we have cultivated a lot of such eyeliner in the Thieves Alliance. From the aristocratic warlords of various countries to the ordinary commoners of the people. ”
Listening to Locke's eloquent words, Butian's face gradually became solemn.
Locke continued in a low tone: "So, master, with such a terrifying intelligence force as the League of Thieves, I think our whereabouts will be exposed in the near future." After all, even I don't know how many other eyeliners are stored around the corner. ”
Bu Tian's heart was slightly cold when he heard this, this is indeed terrible news.
He knew that the power of the League of Thieves was powerful, so powerful that it spread throughout the entire Flange Continent, but he still underestimated the horror of this great power.
According to Locke, it was impossible for him to escape the pursuit of the League of Thieves, and now it was not only the pursuers sent by the other side that were worth worrying about.
What's even more worrying is that there is a pair of potential eyes that are watching you all the time. His every move, maybe he changes a few pairs of underwear every day with eyeliner watching, there is no secret at all.
"It's fucking up to the extreme. The more Butian thought about it, the more irritable he became, and he couldn't help but burst into foul language.
After Locke finished speaking, he had already expected that Bu Tian would be annoyed, but listening to the words that Bu Tian scolded, he was a little at a loss. However, seeing Butian's appearance as a powder keg, Locke didn't ask interestingly, and it wasn't a good word anyway.
There was silence for a while, and Butian calmed down and fell into thought.
After a long time, he came to his senses from his contemplation, looked at Locke, who had been standing respectfully beside him, frowned and said, "The first batch of pursuers should not be too powerful, if they are just low-level 2 thieves, although they are a little troublesome, they are not fatal." The fatal thing is how to deal with the more powerful pursuit after dealing with this group of pursuers. ”
Locke seemed to have thought of Butian's question a long time ago, and after pondering for a while, he slowly said his thoughts.
"Master, in the eyes of the League of Thieves, we are just a grasshopper when we are big, we can't pose a threat to them, and they won't have any pressure, we can kill us as much as they want, but what if our grasshopper climbs a giant tree?"
"Climb a giant tree?" Listening to Locke's calm and analytical words, Butian thought thoughtfully.
Seeing that Butian seemed to have guessed the meaning of the words, and there was no objection, Locke continued with confidence: "We climbed a huge tree, and if they want to kill us, they have to climb the tree too. But is the tree so easy to climb? Perhaps, instead of climbing the tree, it fell on its own. ”
When Butian heard this, his eyes lit up, what a good idea.
He looked up at Locke in surprise, and then laughed and teased: "Unexpectedly, Locke, you guy's head is quite flexible, I haven't found out that you have this advantage." It seems that I, the master, still haven't squeezed you clean. ”
Locke looked embarrassed when he heard this, laughed dryly, and did not answer.
Pointing at Locke with a smile, Bu Tian paced back and forth in the room, thinking about the next course of action.
"Actually, master, as far as I know, Miss Wendy's family is a big force. Behind their family, with the support of a big man in the mercenary union, they have the ability to serve as this giant tree. Seeing that Butian went back and forth for a while, Locke couldn't help but speak.
"Oh?~" Bu Tian paused, turned to look at Locke, and asked carefully, "How did you know this news?
Locke nodded calmly, and then said affirmatively: "This news is true, I have carried out a mission before, and the task is to investigate the intelligence of the hidden forces of the Adra family.
Although I didn't make it to the end, another Samsung thief did. After he handed in the assignment, I also learned about it. ”
Receiving Locke's affirmative answer, Butian was relieved. Thinking about it, it seems that the Edra family is going to visit in advance, and if they can establish a good relationship, then it will be easy to make further contact in the future.
The next morning, the master and servant went out together after a simple breakfast in the inn. They had to buy some gifts and visit the Edra family, which didn't have to be too precious, just got their hearts.
Strange to say, Bu Tian is a vampire, except for sucking the blood of the Kun python when he first came to this world, he has never sucked blood for nearly a month. Usually when I am hungry, I eat some ordinary food, and I don't feel the slightest discomfort or unaccustomed feeling.
For this question, Butian himself often wondered, but according to his lazy nature and nervous routine, he didn't think much about it at all, in his opinion, this was an advantage.
Vampires not only do not suck human blood, but they can also live peacefully in broad daylight and in the bright future. Isn't that a merit? He's reluctant to let him suck blood.
In this way, he also returned to a normal life, it was time to sleep, to eat.
After wandering the streets and alleys of Sparta for a long time, the master and servant were full of interest, admiring one shop after another. Seeing some novel items, Butian would always make a fuss, which made Locke look embarrassed and depressed, which made him a little suspicious that his master was born in a remote ravine.
For example, in a store that sells arts and crafts, Bu Tian picked up the footwrap thrown aside by the shopkeeper and looked at it carefully for a while, which caused the proprietress to look disgusted and disdainful, and Locke's face was green behind him.
In the end, Bu Tian also seemed to react, this is not a craft or craft.
Of course, he seemed to have noticed something. Nervous picked up the footcloth, sniffed it next to his nose, and then quickly threw it aside, coughing loudly, gasping and asking what it was.
After getting the answer from the disdainful proprietress with a shì face, Bu Tian was so embarrassed that he rushed out of the store without looking back, he actually used a footwrap as some kind of old painting.
In other words, the black spots on the footwrap are really a bit of an abstract painting if it weren't for the stench.
Locke was completely fainted, and his own master was indeed wonderful. After suffering a loss, this time it was a joke again.
said that this time it was a blacksmith shop, and Bu Tian looked around in the store, and Locke followed behind him with a nervous face, for fear of causing something embarrassing, but things still inevitably happened.
Bu Tianzheng felt that this ironware shop was a little boring, and most of the goods sold were some agricultural hoes, shovels and other things. There is no stainless steel long sword or iron broadsword as he imagined.
And when he was about to beckon Locke to leave, he unexpectedly found a unique helmet in the corner of the store.
Butian's eyes lit up, and he walked over excitedly, picked up the helmet and looked at it carefully, and finally determined that it was indeed a helmet.
This discovery made Debutian can't help but become obscene.
The protagonists in the novels of the previous life did not all find treasures in the blacksmith shop.
A discarded long sword with a thick layer of dust was purchased by the protagonist at a low price, only to find out later that it was a peerless sword left by a certain strong man, with groundbreaking power.
Butian felt a burst of obscenity in his heart, looking at the helmet in his hand and his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a dusty baby.
Locke, who followed behind, began to get nervous when he saw Butian's figure move, and he hurriedly looked at the item in Butian's hand.
Seeing the appearance of the item clearly, Locke was immediately anxious, but his anxious expression and the words that were about to be uttered were frozen in an instant, and the whole person was directly stunned.
"Locke, look, is this helmet pretty? I think this strange shape is very creative, maybe it is an imitation of some ancient military helmet. ”
Bu Tian put the helmet on his head with a smile, said to himself, and then turned his head to look at Locke.
What caught his eye was a dull face full of anxious expressions and a wide open mouth, and Butian felt a sigh in his heart, wouldn't it.
At this time, the three or two customers in the store were already smiling irrepressibly and looking at Butian pointingly.
"This gentleman is so humorous that he wears a night pot on his head as a helmet. ”
"yes, but thankfully old Walker, the blacksmith, didn't pee in it. Otherwise... Hahaha"
"Hehe, old Walker's temper is so hot that he makes fun of his night pot. It's good that he's not in the store today..."
“... uh..."
Butian was excited, and hurriedly took off the so-called helmet on his head and threw it aside, looking embarrassed.
At this moment, no matter how thick his skin is, Butian's face is purple, and he pulls Locke to quickly flash under the ridicule of the three people behind him. The chagrin in his heart, damn the Fran Continent, some people who were born, just throw the footcloth, throw the night pot around, he XX.
Seeing Butian's grizzled wolf appearance, Locke couldn't help it, and laughed out loud along the way.