The sudden thought made Arthur freeze in place.

And in order to hide this abnormality, he almost subconsciously raised his head, looking at the tall [Death Snake Banyan] in front of him, the instinct of the 'spirit medium' had already been imprinted in the depths of his soul.

There's a good chance my memory is true!

If these memories of mine are made up......

That's where it gets interesting! ’

Arthur's mind was not alarmed, but rather filled with a surprise that swelled up in the depths of his soul—assuming that the suspicion was true, he would be eager to know who had done it to him.

Why do you do that?

And also......

By extension, whether the world in front of us is real!

'Tsk, I can't tell the difference! Can't tell!

What a scary world!

I can't even think about it! ’

Arthur quickly gathered his mind and pressed these thoughts deep into his heart.

Because, Arthur knows very well that whether it is or not, it is not something he can deal with now.

Instead of thinking all the time, being discovered by the guys who may exist.

It's better to press it into the bottom of your heart, explore slowly, accumulate strength, and then wait for the opportunity to move.

A smile appeared on Arthur's face and was seen by Malinda.

"What are you scheming about?

Convergence point!

Your smile makes people feel chills when they look at it! ”

Malinda pursed the corners of her lips.

"Of course the guys who think I'm hurt!

Could it be you?

Seriously injured, I had no choice but to plant a tree of war to protect myself - it also made sense, right? ”

Arthur lowered his head, smiling as well.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

Malinda, who didn't know when she learned one of Arthur's mantras, kept talking in her mouth, and then raised her pipe in her hand and said it like a show-off.

"How does it taste when you feed tobacco that you have been fed with honey fruit wine for a year?"

For this woman, things were just as Arthur had said.

Arthur's immediate approach was just to make his 'hurt facts' more real.

As for the 'Tree of War'?

Although rare, it is known as 'cat pie. Black's accumulation, with one or two ready-made trees, she would not be surprised.

So, more than these established facts, Malinda was more concerned about the tobacco in her pipe.

It was an unexpected success!

Arthur sniffed carefully for a moment.

It is indeed in it that the sweetness of honey is found.

And this sweetness neutralizes the stimulation of mint very well, and stimulates the fragrance of apples, which means that a little more is more, and a little less is less.

"Just the right taste!"

Arthur commented truthfully.

Such an evaluation made the corners of Malinda's mouth curl, and she raised her hand and lightly hammered Arthur's chest.

But right away, the lady regretted it.

The appearance of vomiting made the lady look at Arthur with regret.

'Arthur, how nice it would be if you were a woman!' ’

Arthur, who understood the lady's gaze, directly returned his middle finger.

The woman responded with a cigarette holder in her mouth and her middle finger in both hands.

Before leaving, though, the lady left Arthur a small bag of tobacco.

About 10 grams.

"That's enough for you to smoke two buckets, thank me!"

In the slightly arrogant words, the lady disappeared straight away with the blocking of the [Death Snake Banyan].

Looking at the small bag of beautifully packaged tobacco in his hand, Arthur knew that it had been specially prepared by Malinda - similar to a friend's sharing.

He chose to accept it calmly.

Even if he doesn't smoke a pipe yet.

But what about later?

What if you like it?

Who knows.

No one can be sure of the future, just as God can't stop people from eating—feeling the increasingly empty stomach, Arthur put the small bag of tobacco into the [Athos Box], and then walked out of 2 Kirk Street in his pajamas, bypassing the [Death Serpent Fig].

"Merlin!"

Arthur shouted at Dahl Lane.

"Here it is, sir!"

Dark-haired, thin, but fair-skinned, Merlin ran up to Arthur as fast as he could, with today's newspaper and Arthur's first meal in his hand - after returning to South Los yesterday, Arthur settled the rest of his salary, and after discovering Merlin's seriousness and his own special routine, Arthur chose to continue to hire Merlin.

It's still 5 zero ropes a day.

Merlin needs to buy a newspaper for Arthur in the morning, take care of the courtyard in the morning, and buy Arthur's first meal at the same time.

If needed, an additional second meal will be purchased.

Aside from the newspapers, the rest of the stuff was reported once a week - and given Arthur's 'good reputation', the surrounding shops said it would be good to do it once a month.

In addition to these tasks, if a visitor arrives in the morning, morning, or noon, Merlin is obliged to inform them of the correct time of the visit and to record the visitor's information.

Somewhat similar to the second and third valets of aristocratic families.

Arthur believes Merlin can do the job well.

"Is it okay to put it here, sir?"

"Of course!"

Merlin put the newspaper and the food in the basket on the shelf at the entrance of No. 2 Kirk Street, and after Arthur said yes, he hurried away.

Although still polite, Arthur still notices that something is wrong with Merlin.

What's wrong......

Afraid!

Look at the horror of the [Death Serpent Banyan]!

'It can't be such a coincidence, can it?' ’

Arthur guessed in his heart that Fokine had quietly followed.

He needs to confirm something.

Like Merlin, who is 'very close' to him, Arthur has a more cautious attitude than usual, like those 'strangers' who come close again.

Standing on the side of the Death Serpent, Arthur's gaze was on the drunken homeless man.

The dirty coat is not made of material at all, and the completely knotted hair is locked one by one, and the dirt on the face is more as if it is about to be scabbed.

The other man just stood on Kirk Street, staring at Arthur intently.

Arthur also looked back at each other with a smile on his face.

"Do you recognize me?"

The homeless man opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

"I don't recognize it."

Arthur shook his head frankly.

"And you know me?"

The homeless man asked again.

"Yes."

Arthur nodded.

Subsequently, the other party began to ask again-

"How do you know?"

"Guess."

"You're not guessing right."

"It's like you're late?"

"As long as you come, it's not too late!"

"Well, tea."

The two walked into No. 2 Kirk Street one by one, Arthur raised his hand and waved, and the black tea that had just been prepared by the [Hand of Nothingness] appeared on the table in the small hall.

"I prefer to drink alcohol rather than tea."

"The wine is too strong."

Arthur picked up his teaglass.

"The tea is too cold, and the more you drink it, the colder it gets."

The homeless man didn't move, just glanced at the teacup.

"So, I prepared black tea."

Arthur gestured again, and the homeless man stared at the teacup again, but still shook his head.

"Black tea isn't enough to warm the stomach."

He said this, but the homeless man still took up the teacup and, after drinking it as if he had drunk, bowed straight and saluted—

"Thank you for all you did for Cotton and Nicole!"

With these words, the homeless man straightened his back and saluted Arthur again.

But this time, it's a military salute -

"Bob, the captain of the first team of the death battalion, reports to you!"

As he spoke, the death squad member took out a box from his arms, opened it directly in his direction, and then put it in front of Arthur.

Wait until Arthur can see the contents of the box clearly.

Immediately, his eyes narrowed.

(End of chapter)