The two of them went to the booked Intis style restaurant, enjoyed Angel's Intis meal that he had eaten once in Trier, and opened a bottle of Sunia blood wine on the recommendation of the waiter.

After tasting the appetizers, main courses, and desserts that were so sweet that they were a little too sweet in the Rorsted Islands style, Klein wiped his mouth with a napkin, took a sip of blood wine, and habitually began to evaluate:

"The meat quality of Sunia lobster is good, but the spices are too much and too miscellaneous, which hides the taste of the ingredients themselves, and the sauce of the foie gras is a little sweet, which is definitely not an authentic Intis flavor, it should be adjusted in combination with the taste of the Rune people, after all, most people who travel here are good for this bite......"

Although his voice was not loud, it was still heard by the waiters passing by, so that when the other party came to help pour the wine, his face was a little unpleasant.

“…… But it's not the same as what I've eaten in Trier, and it's a lot more expensive, well, maybe because of the premium for this particular period. ”

Angel drank the viscous, sweet and sour blood wine in the cup in one gulp, and also commented sharply on the restaurant, but the focus was on the price.

Finding that the wine bottle on the table had bottomed out, Klein's eyelids twitched, as if he remembered an unbearable night, and when he saw Angel wanting to invite the waiter to open a bottle of wine, he hurriedly said:

"Aren't you going to the town hall later? Drink this bottle is enough. ”

"You're worried I'm drunk?"

Angel asked with a smile on his lips, but still lowered his hand to summon the waiter.

No, I'm afraid I'll get drunk...... Crane sneered, taking the opportunity to quickly settle the account.

By the time the two left the restaurant, the crimson moon had already risen, and the streets were even more lively, with not only tourists dressed differently and from different places, but also the locals of the Rorsted Islands, who are rarely seen at night.

Klein hiccuped and experienced the "stamina" of Sunia's blood wine, but fortunately, although his extraordinary physique was not as good as Angel beside him, he still had a strong tolerance for this bit of alcohol, and there was no more discomfort except for feeling a little excited.

Following the crowd, they soon arrived at the Municipal Square, the main venue for the New Year's celebrations in Byam, and were somewhat disappointed to find that the wonderful New Year's Eve event in the publicity was extremely chaotic due to the crowd, the floats built in imitation of the Beckland Founding Day Parade were blocked in the middle of the road before they could drive a few steps, and the order of the celebration fireworks was also affected, making the fireworks that are said to be recognizable as the diary of Russell the Great.

Like a balloon that has been punctured and leaked, Angel and Klein break away from the crowd and turn a few street corners to a wide street.

At the end of the road, a very large building stood, painted bright red and brightly lit, with horse-drawn carriages of different styles parked at the door, and the faint sound of noisy shouts and seductive music could be heard from inside the gate.

It is the most famous brothel in the "Red Theater", in Baiam, and even in the five seas......

A large number of sailors and pirates saved up money for several months just to come here for a night's sleep, and countless tourists from Rune and Intis also came here.

From time to time, pirates with high bounties are caught here, but these outlaws are still followed.

The two looked at each other awkwardly, turned around tacitly, and changed directions.

"I've heard that Daniz comes here a lot."

Klein said suddenly.

If you say this, if he hears it...... Well, he didn't seem to dare say anything.

Angel, who came out of the disappointment, forced the corners of his mouth to be upturned, glanced around, and found a carriage surrounded by many people, curiosity suppressed the persecution of Daniz, and took Klein closer to watch.

One side of the carriage of this four-wheeled carriage is completely open, and a large circular turntable is placed inside, on which different number symbols are drawn, and whenever a tourist buys a prize, the host will turn the huge disk, and when it comes to a complete stop, the pointer points to the position of the participant's reward, of course, most of them are just simple prizes, far less than the ticket price of 2 soles once.

"I've seen this street spinning game in Trier...... Mr. Azik also mentioned that they should have set the price in Filgin, not Sulle......"

Angel whispered to Klein.

The latter watched with some interest as the tourists paid for tickets at the instigation of their companions, and then got their own cheap prizes, with an eager expression on their faces.

After a moment, he turned his head sideways and asked Angel:

"Want to try it? I looked at it and there don't seem to be any traps to reduce the probability of winning. ”

"But didn't you just lose £30 at the casino in Byam? By the way, there's also the ...... on the White Onyx."

"So this time you will go."

"But I've always had bad luck......"

Angel has no interest in this game of chance, she carries the "Good Luck" pistol, although she does not seem to have encountered strange bad luck lately, but she still has lingering feelings about the experience of causing carriage breakdowns every time she travels in Beckland, and Klein next to her is bound to lose every gamble, and when she goes up to buy a prize ticket, I am afraid that she can only get a matchbox printed with the commemorative pattern of Blue Mountain Island.

Seeing that Angel was reluctant, Klein thought for a moment and continued to persuade:

"Well, let's add some chips, and if you do get the jackpot, even if I win, if there's only a commemorative prize, even if you win, the bet is a requirement."

This succeeded in arousing Angel's interest, although looking at Crane's meaningful smile, she had already guessed what this so-called "request" was, but out of trust in the magical items on her body, she still agreed.

After another participant took his souvenirs, Angel stepped forward and handed over two 1 Sol bills for a chance to play.

"Can you turn it yourself?"

She asked, and after obtaining her approval, she vigorously turned the circular turntable made of iron sheets, and watched as the symbols representing different rewards passed under the hands until they finally settled on the pattern of two round frames and a horizontal bar.

"Glasses...... I'll see," the host, who had been carried away in the endless cheap souvenirs, flipped through the booklet in front of him to find the prize, "congratulations to this lady, the second prize, a gold pen worth 5 pounds! ”

Ah, really won the lottery?

Angel looked at Klein quizzically, who also raised his eyebrows in surprise, but quickly smiled.

The prize seemed to rekindle the desire of the surrounding visitors to get involved, and they scrambled to buy tickets, while Angel returned to Klein with the beautifully shaped, but apparently not worth £5.

"Is the second prize counted?"

Somewhat discouraged, she slipped the pen into the front pocket of Klein's trench coat and reluctantly reconfirmed.

"Of course, it's the 'second prize'."

Crane repeated the host's words, and the smile on his lips could no longer be hidden, making Angel suspect that everything was the conspiracy of this "soothsayer" from the time he came to the street in front of the Red Theater.

"So, what are your requirements?"

She pursed her lips and asked in a low voice.

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It was late at night when Angel returned to the luxurious suite of "Blue Wind" from the celebration, and Angel changed out of his clothes and returned to the living room after washing, waiting for Klein with some trepidation and some amusement.

She had expected to make something that was humiliating, but at least expected to be, but she didn't expect that Klein had just asked her to wait with her on the balcony for the church bell to ring at midnight.

"Bang-"

With only a few minutes left to go, a faint burst of flames rang out, and Crane pushed open the bathroom door and walked out.

He's not going to come back from outside with a "flame jump", is he...... Angel did not demolish him, but obediently followed him to the balcony and waited in the somewhat cold wind of the night.

"Okay, it's only been two minutes, so it's time to tell me why I'm waiting here, right?"

Angel asked with his hands on his chest, puzzled, and expectant.

"In the beginning, I just wanted you to try that turntable game, but after winning that request, I decided to take advantage of this opportunity and give you a little surprise."

In the half month after going to sea, Klein has been playing the ruthless and somewhat crazy adventurer Gelman Sparrow, even if he will return to his original character in front of Angel, but it is always difficult to do what he says "just play".

It was only at this moment that he completely transformed back into the jerky and shy big boy in Tingen who first met Angel and re-recognized him in Beckland, with a real smile on his face that did not mix any "play".

"Surprise?"

Angel subconsciously looked out of the balcony, below which were deserted streets and cascading low-rise buildings, and the calm sea in the distance reflected the crimson last quarter moon.

In the dark vision, a sneaky figure flashed around the corner of the street.

It's Daniz "Blaze......

Angel had just recognized the short blond hair when she was drawn back to attention by Klein's cough.

"Ahem, surprise means ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a "boom" behind Angel, and a red flame dragging black smoke rose into the sky, exploding in a high place, and the light of the stars drifted away with the wind and sprinkled all around.

Boom, boom.

A succession of explosions rang out, and beams of flame rose from the streets, rising and exploding in her eyes one after another of multicolored light, illuminating the streets that were deserted by the city's festivities, illuminating her raised face.

Compared to the grand but chaotic celebration in the town plaza just now, this humble private fireworks show made Angel's mouth grin in a beautiful arc, and she reflected these exploding and scattered points of light in her eyes, and then turned to look at Klein, who was muttering "how did you light it in advance".

"Happy New Year!"

Angel took the initiative to open her arms and embrace this "magician" who used "a request" to create another New Year's Eve fireworks for her disappointed in the celebration in the Municipal Square.

"This sentence should be said by me, how did you preempt it......"

Crane smiled, hugged Angel with his backhand, and whispered in her ear:

"Happy New Year."

Boom –

The last firework was lit in the flames released by the somewhat monkey-like Daniz, and roared into the air, bursting brilliantly.

At the same time, the heavy, dull bells of the Church of the Waves rang in the distance.

It's a new year.

Saving: 3/10 points, transition chapter, identified as industrial saccharin.

(End of chapter)