"There are good and bad things about having a unified language, but the advantage is that it makes it easier for people from different regions and civilizations to communicate with each other. As for the downside, this move may cause the loss of some minority languages, and the disappearance of languages means the disappearance of a culture......" The trembling voice echoed back and forth in Ruinon's mind.

"So are you for or against?"

"I agree, of course, but it takes people to come up with a practical way to preserve culture through their own efforts. It's all about whether they want to or not......"

"Hey, what's the matter, can't we get in?" Erica asked, pushing Rinon over the shoulder, "Hey, don't be stunned, okay?"

"Uh...... Only the date was written on the parchment, not the exact time. Renon scratched his head and said, "In that case, let's go in!"

"Yes, but change your appearance before that. Gonzas said, staring at Rinon Rhino's face.

In the afternoon, the Galloping Horse Bar was deserted and deserted, and the dim room was lit with soft lighting.

The space inside the Galloping Horse Bar is large, and the faint smell of tobacco fills the air. On the left-hand side of the entrance is a long bar and a few round chairs on high legs. Bartenders in neat black and white uniforms are carefully wiping down their glasses, and on the right hand side is a large dance floor with a smooth floor that can almost be used as a mirror, and several round coffee tables around each table, each surrounded by four comfortable and spacious sofas, which are used for people to relax or couples to make out.

Directly in front of the dance floor is a half-height catwalk with five steel pipes standing on it. Renon can imagine what it will be like in the evening.

"This may be the stronghold of the Thieves' Guild, so be careful. Ronon turned around, motioned for everyone to come over, and whispered in their ears.

"Everyone understands, but you should be the one who should be careful the most, right?"

"But don't show any flaws. Camouflage and deception, that's what stalkers are best at. ”

"Hmm!" Rainon nodded, then pretended to be sick and walked towards the bar.

Seeing that a guest was coming, the bartender put down his work and greeted, "Good afternoon, sir." What can I do for you?"

"Have a wall-banging Harvey ......," Rynon said, staring into the bartender's eyes, and then shoved the tattered roll of parchment to the bar.

The bartender glanced at the parchment faintly, and calmly mixed the cocktail, his hands fluttering up and down, and his movements were gorgeous. At this moment, a plain-looking bartender came up behind Renon, and he reached out and grabbed the parchment, and turned to leave.

Ruinon suddenly panicked, and he thought: Which one is this? Should I go with it? Or ...... So he telenically locked on to the bartender who had taken the parchment, and continued to sit at the bar waiting for Harvey to hit the wall.

"Your cocktail, sir. The bartender placed a well-mixed cocktail in front of Renon.

The spicy aroma of the spirits and the aroma of orange juice gushed out of the glass, making Renon tempt to take a sip.

"Xavi didn't hit the wall today. The bartender said with a faint smile in his eyes, "Guest, you might hit the wall." ”

"Hahaha...... After drinking this glass, I may not even be able to stand, how can I hit some wall?"

"Is that really good? Mr. March, a fake man?"

"Uh......" Renong suddenly froze, and his heart was shocked.

"Oh no, the identity is exposed, and the parchment is lost. Erica covered her mouth with her little hand and let out an exclamation.

"Gonzas, Silver, stop the bartender!" Rynon yelled as he removed his disguise, thinking to himself: now that his identity has been revealed, there is no need to act anymore, damn it, what went wrong?

"Bang!" the glass exploded, and a faint mist filled the dimly lit bar.

"It's a drug, protect your mouth and nose!" "Ruinon uses space magic to create a controlled breathing space in his mouth and nose to protect himself from it.

"Ah...... Uh......" Erica let out a muffled sound and fell top-heavy.

"Damn, is it a step slower?" "At this moment, Rainon didn't care about Erica, "Fiona, Sister Erica will ask you!"

At the moment when the glass exploded, the bartender crossed the bar and headed straight for the back door of the bar, and although he was agile and fast, he could not escape the coverage of Renong's meditation field. After a precise spatial teleportation, Rainon stopped in front of him.

Coming out the back door of the bar, it was a simple and deep alley, the floor was dirty, the corners of the walls were covered with black-brown moss, and the garbage cans not far away still smelled.

"Tell me, where is Yale?" Renon spread his hands, and two pale blue flame swords slowly stretched out.

"Yale, who are you talking about?" it was clear that the bartender was pretending to be dumbfounded.

"Poof!" a thin circle of misty pale blue flames emerged from the ground, forming a circle that surrounded the bartender.

Ruinon raised his hand and pointed his sword at the other party's throat and said, "It's okay if you don't say it, the bartender will say it too." ”

"Hehe, then I'll tell you the truth, he doesn't know what to say. ”

"So, you know what to say?"

"I don't know about it, we were just hired by the Thieves' Guild to work, but we only know that Yale is our employer. ”

Ruinon stared into his eyes for a long time and said, "It seems that we can only use some necessary means...... A person like you doesn't care about physical pain and doesn't fear death, right?" said Ruinon and put away his sword, "What about this?"

"Ronon, wait!" Suddenly the nightmare pulls Rainon back into the sea of consciousness.

"What for?"

"That person must be Yale, because I sense that he has the same dark aura as you. ”

"What? is that dark aura? He's Yale, Yale Starmoko?" Renon was shocked, but the next moment he was relieved, "It's really a narrow road!

Eyes of the Grim Reaper!

The scarlet gaze was like a torch, and it was close to the bartender's eyes. The corners of the bartender's mouth curled slightly, and he greeted him without fear. In this way, Renon and he looked at him for a long time, only to see that the other party was still calm and composed, and was not affected by the Eye of Death in the slightest.

"This is magic that even the Witch King can't resist...... You can actually ......" Renon retracted his scarlet gaze and said at a slow pace, "who are you?"

"The Eye of Death has no effect on fellow Stamoko members. Don't you understand? And so is the pale blue flame, because we all have black blood!"

"Yale Stamoko?"

"Oh, you know my real name. Not bad!" As soon as Yale's words fell, the neat bartender's uniform faded away, revealing a black nightdress. He lifted his foot and stepped over the pale blue flames into the shadow of the eaves.

As he said, the pale blue flames had no effect on his kind, and although the flames were entangled around Yale's body under the control of Renon, Yale was not affected by them in the slightest.

"Imp, are you scared?" A pair of jet-black daggers appeared in Yale's hands.

"What do I have to fear? Since the pale blue flames can't kill your kindred, you're half as less of a threat to me, aren't you?"

"Ever since I gained the power of the emblem, I have never relied on magical flames to fight. Saying that Yale's body merged with the shadows, "I trust my dagger and martial arts more than the flames." ”

"Despicable Stalker...... will only use despicable means to sneak attack!" At this point, Ruinon no longer retains his strength, the power of the clan emblem is activated, and with the source force as the guide, a powerful meditation force field is shrouded in this alley, and even the rolling of a speck of dust cannot escape his senses.

"I've fought against him, and the strength of Shadow Shura should not be underestimated. Nightmare reminded, "Do you want my help?"

Renon knows how terrible his opponent is, because he is the one who dares to fight the dragon's idea. Pale blue flames circled around the body, forming an airtight protective net. "This is the first time I've played against someone from the Stamoko family!

"Be careful!"

The dim alleys were illuminated by colorful magical light, and the shadows were gone, but Yale was nowhere to be seen.

After a long time, neither side made the first move, leaving Ruinon alone to stand quietly in place.

"Did he escape?" asked Renon suspiciously. The opponent is Shadow Shura, Ruinon naturally does not dare to be careless, and all kinds of defensive magic make his inner and outer three layers of the bag tightly impermeable.

"No, he didn't go...... I've dealt with him and am familiar with his scent. I don't know exactly where he is, but I'm sure he didn't go far. Unless......" said Nightmare after a moment's hesitation, "he has a new way of tricking my sense of smell." ”

"It's not a way to wait passively like this, since that's the case...... Frozen Miles Level 3!" "Ronun cast a wide range of water magic, turning the alley into an ice hole. Stalker's stealth is a martial art that changes oneself to merge with its surroundings, so Ronon uses magic to alter the natural environment around him and force the stalker to appear.

Sure enough, just five meters behind Ruinon's right, there was an inconspicuous fluctuation behind a water pipe.

"So it's here!Come out, Yale!" Renon roared, raising his hand and instantly blasting a fourth-level flame blast. Only a loud "boom" was heard, and the scorching waves melted the frozen snow and ice, leaving a place of stagnant water.

"It's not me, it's really not me!Aunties and grandmothers, spare me!" the poor bartender lay on the ground, raised his hands and kowtowed to Gonzas. I saw that his clothes were ragged, his hair was swollen and curly, and his face was charcoal black, as if he had been struck by lightning, "I just took money from the Thieves Guild to do things for others!"

"Don't think I don't know what to say!" Gonzas clenched his hands into fists and crumpled a stone into powder, "If you don't tell me honestly, this stone is your example!"

"I really don't know what to say!" cried out the poor man with a handful of snot and tears.

"It's a fight!" said Silver, poking her finger at Gonzas's waist.

"Well, it seems so! I guessed wrong......" Gonzas tossed the parchment to Silph, "Put it away!" and with a kick of its legs, it flew away.