The old man was not angry when he was pointed at by a hairy boy, and said with a smile: "Lanaya? ”

"Bell", the glass feet collided on the table with a crisp sound, and Rosen said casually: "The virtue of the man whose hair is so long that he almost trips his feet, who likes to wander around alone, and who has a mysterious look, is ......"

As soon as the words fell, the old man was gone.

At the same time, the soundproof barrier was gone. Since it was morning, there were hardly any customers in the tavern, and it was just Lawson and the bartender behind the bar. The bartender stood stunned, unable to say a word, his face full of astonishment, and his fingers pointing at Rosen trembled a little.

He ...... You...... He—He's ......."

"Huh?" Rosen turned his head impatiently.

"That guy just now...... Isn't that the god of arrows...... how could he ......?"

"Who is the God of Arrows. ”

"You don't even know the name of the Arrow God......

"I don't know. Lawson slowly got up and placed the empty wine glass on the bar, "But I seem a little sleepy now, do you have a bed?"

The bartender was stunned for a moment, "Ah, no...... But there's a private room, and you can sleep on the couch, okay?"

Out of nowhere, Lawson took out a money bag and put it on the bar, "Okay, take me there, don't look for it." ”

Khan, the bartender, accepted the money and thought that he would return the excess to him when he woke up. I really don't know what he did it, but he didn't get drunk after drinking all night, and the bartender was a little skeptical that he had memorized the recipe wrong. The bartender felt that Lawson was simply a monster and was secretly excited in his heart, the arrow god actually came to his tavern, which was a supreme honor.

When Rosen sensed that the arrow god was gone, he seemed to feel that the heartstrings that were about to break were finally loosened, and a strong tiredness immediately hit his brain, as if he had not rested for a century. As soon as his head touched the soft sofa, Lawson quickly fell into a coma. The bartender also glanced at him before closing the door for him, and the person who could be noticed by the arrow god was probably not trivial. From any point of view, this young man with black back hair and plain clothes is just an ordinary person.

After closing the door, the bartender finally couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and he was overjoyed. That's the god of arrows! The god of arrows has actually arrived! He stretched out to the sun that had just sunshine and appeared on the horizon, and began his day's work in high spirits.

Grint didn't sleep well that night, and was often awakened by nightmares. Xiao Zi couldn't care about herself, but she was actually very sad in her heart, and she comforted her all night.

Zovinie ran out early in the morning, and pulled Ted with her, saying that she wanted to find Lawson and turn this Wind Feather City over to find it. "Silly, I hope you don't get in again!" said Zovinie.

In the peaceful city of Kazeha, the people in a hurry on the streets repeat the ordinary life day after day.

The sun was setting in the west, and Lawson slept during the day, when he was woken up by the noise outside the room, only to know that it was already night. The pub is the liveliest at night.

He yawned and walked out of the room, only to see a full of guests sitting at the table drinking, shapes*, high-ranking officials dressed in luxurious clothes, and civilians dressed in cloth clothes.

Rosen first heard a sentence from the chaotic voices: "You guys are too underestimating the boss of me, I tell you, I will definitely get this bounty." He's still handcuffed, where can he run? hahaha......"

Rosen quickly discerned the direction of the voice, it was a table of men dressed mainly in leather armor, all of them strong, middle-aged and young, and the leader was proudly talking about something on a chair. As he spoke, echoes and objections rang out one after another.

"It's not me saying you, can you move the stinky feet away, you will be smoked away before you catch anyone!"

"Okay, if you get the money, you have to take a few of us out to be cool, it's up to you to bear it. ”

"That is, you want good wine, good meat, and sexy and beautiful women!"

Lawson frowned, and when the bartender saw him coming out, he opened the small door on the side of the bar and walked over, and said with a smile, "Did you sleep well?"

Rosen tucked his messy hair back his head, "Thanks to your wine, this is the best sleep I've had in the past few days." It's just that the biological clock is messed up again. ”

"I'm sorry. The bartender suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I won't accept this money from you, you are the great fortune star of our tavern, and even such a powerful character as the Arrow God has been summoned!"

Looking at the money bag handed over, Lawson didn't take it, and said with a smile: "How embarrassed am I." ”

The loud voice on the other side sounded again without warning: "I salute the boss with this glass of wine, and I will not have to make any effort to catch the prison robber!"

The bartender glanced in that direction, turned his head and smiled: "Recently, this matter has caused a lot of trouble in the city, and most of the people who come to drink are so virtuous, don't be surprised." A while ago, I heard that there was a flying dragon, but it hasn't moved yet. ”

"It's none of my business, I don't care. When Rosen said this, he had already shaved off his face a hundred layers in his heart.

The living prisoners are here!

After staring at the money bag for a long time, Rosen said, "You just take it, the bad mood is almost gone, and I should leave too." After saying that, he quickly left this place, who knows if he will suddenly be grabbed by the collar by a strong man in the next second and become a prop for receiving money.

Rosen didn't know what he was feeling at this time, he trusted an old man who had only met a few times, and trusted that he could save Lanaya on his own, and he even felt that when he woke up from a nap, he would see Lanaya appear in front of him alive.

...... Stop, the ghost just misses her.

"Ahh The guards outside were directly startled, and even the next cell sounded a little movement, not knowing what they were doing.

It may be the reason why Lanaya behaves more honestly, and the heavily guarded team of four outside has been replaced by one. It was a middle-aged man who looked more kind, and when he first changed, he was completely different from those who were cold and silent, and he had been persuading the few condemned prisoners in the deepest places until now, giving them spiritual comfort, and doing everything possible to dispel the fear of death in their hearts.

Lanaya had some sort of information from the caretaker's conversations with the other criminals. There were four death row inmates under his control, all men except Ranaya, the youngest of whom was only twenty-three years old. The other two are much older, but they are by no means the age of their last life.

I don't know how long later, a new man in a white uniform came to the small space, his uniform style was much simpler than that of the guard, and it seemed that his status was not very high. I saw him holding a pile of clothes in his hand, handed it to the guard, and then bowed and left.

"It's twelve o'clock in the morning, come and change into new clothes, don't be too nervous. As he spoke, he divided the clothes among the four men. Prior to this, the prisoner had been banned from using psionic energy in another way, which would ease the pain of being bound and make it easier to dress.

Lanaya didn't show any unusual emotion, and just put the loose dress on her body. Her flickering dagger was stowed away in the storage room when she had the only chance to use it, though she never had a chance to use it again. And her amethyst ring, when someone said that she wanted to hand it in, she said that it was faith, and she said that she had to wear it on her body. In the end, those people didn't say much.

A middle-aged prisoner suddenly said, "I want to write a suicide note." ”

The caretaker didn't ask much, he had been working in this prison for decades, and he had expected this to happen, so he took out a few pieces of paper and a pen from the storage primer and handed them to the middle-aged prisoner.

The middle-aged prisoner held the pen tightly, as if it had a thousand gold. The paper was rough and waxy yellow, like his face at this time. He struggled to lift the pen and landed on the paper, leaving a long trail of staccato handwriting.

Time passed little by little, during which he had stopped thinking countless times, and he knew in his heart that this would be the last handwriting he left in this world. Stopping writing, the middle-aged prisoner's breathing became slower and slower, and his eyes were a little wandering, "Please send it to my parents for me." ”

The caretaker nodded, calmly took the suicide note and put it away.

Another skinny middle-aged prisoner sat on a humble bed, his hands shaking, muttering something in his mouth, and his eyes full of fear. The caretaker looked at him and ignored him. This person has been like this since he was imprisoned, and the guards have persuaded him before, but there has been no improvement.

The young prisoner, who was only twenty-three years old, had already woken up several times from his sleep, and buried his head in the pillow as if he did not want to know what was going on around him.

Lanaya still sat in a daze. To the watchman's surprise, she was the youngest of them, but she was the calmest. When the caretakers learned that Lanaya was only fifteen years old, they couldn't help but be taken aback. In most countries in the eastern part of the Violet Continent, the criminal law is extremely harsh, and murder is to pay for life, regardless of age. Of course, there are exceptions, except for the punishment of those who are evil. Airou's fiancé is just an ordinary hunter, hunting in Wind Feather City is a common thing, for hunters, it is inevitable that they will not be involved in the killing of their own people, and they cannot be called evil people.

As for why it is so stipulated, or even explicitly stifled the emergence and development of a certain underground identity, the origin of which is almost unknown after centuries of change.