Tails frowned, his face ugly: "Girl?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Tampa looked him up and down, shook his shoulders, and suddenly said, "Seeing that you look so good, you have been sitting upright, closing your legs, and if you don't speak, you really think you're a girl." ”

With mixed feelings, Tails smiled hard.

"He's a newcomer," he said, coughing red and gasping for breath, "We just got him out of the desert...... Please, be gentle with him. ”

Tampa stared at Tails, much to the latter's dismay.

After a few seconds, Tampa's eyebrows furrowed:

He bent down again.

"Come on!"

"Since it's a fast-rope woman...... I mean, since he introduced it......" As Tampa got up, a glass of beer full of foam was thrown in front of Tails' eyes, and the tavernkeeper's voice was heroic and happy: "First glass, authentic Western Wilderness old beer, free hospitality!"

Tails, who had been mistaken for a girl a moment ago, was flattered.

"Thank you!"

The face of the fast rope turned out to be so easy to use.

The prince politely pulled the glass over and looked at the satisfied smile of the fast rope, wondering what kind of wine it was.

"I knew there were so many people in Camp Bladefang...... It's not going to be good," Tampa leaned on the bar and poured a second glass of wine for Fastrope, "Grey bastard, huh? So this is another desert war?"

Fast Rope's face drooped.

"Nope. ”

Dean said no. ”

He poured a second glass of wine with a stiff expression, and this time, the fast rope didn't cough.

"Yes. ”

Tampa thoughtfully fills him up: "But at least ......"

"The good news is that no one in your team has deposited money with me, so I don't have to return ......"

The wine glass of the fast rope was halfway raised and stopped in the air.

The young mercenary shook slightly.

"Actually, Tampa," Fastrope pulled the glass from his lips and swallowed hard, "Yes." ”

Tampa frowned.

"Yes!"

The fast rope shook violently as if it had been pricked by a needle.

"Kanze, that Northland greatsword, remember?"

He jerked up from his seat and scrambled to pull out a small, worn-out notebook from his waist pocket.

"He saved, he saved, he promised to keep the money with you, that's ...... It's his relics, his bookkeeping, and he hides the money in a flower pot in the room......" Under the gaze of Tails and Tampa, the tone of the fast rope seemed a little hurried, with a slight tremor.

"He has ...... He had twenty-one Mindis, eighteen Middil, plus thirteen Northland Solon and ten Karn, nine Keller of Anrenzo, four Cosmos Southeastern Tokens of unknown denominations, seven Levol Independents, five Hammer Coins of the Steel City, and so many annoying little squares of the Three Kingdoms of the Lost Sea...... There are also two tabisos. ”

Fast rope frantically flipped to the last page, reading a garbled word on the paper.

"It's here, it's right there...... On that morning, before he died. ”

Fast Rope's voice quieted, and he stared blankly at the little ledger.

Tails also looked at him in a daze, thinking of the Northland tough guy with the big sword.

But.

"No, fast rope. ”

"I don't remember him coming," Tampa frowned, looking at the crumpled little book, which was not much better than trash, "and I don't have his signature in my records......"

Fast Rope's face turned pale.

"Tampa," he gritted his teeth, as if he knew his words were not very convincing, but still tried to defend himself, turning the page back to Tampa, "he is indeed with me, I can go and get you the money, look, it says, twenty-one Mindis ......"

"Stop, I don't want to be annoyed by your Commas," Tampa said coldly, "or be stupid to death by your arithmetic skills." ”

"So strictly speaking," said Fast Rope, as if he hadn't heard him, shook his head desperately:

"He's saved, Tampa, Kanzer saved!"

Tampa stared at him coldly.

"And Kanzer didn't come back," Fast Rope's expression darkened, and even his voice was much lower:

"So, according to the rules, he deserves his share of ......"

"No way," the tavernkeeper shook his head unceremoniously, "the money is with you, not with me—look at my ledger, there is no record of him on it, it doesn't count." ”

Tails watched the argument in silence.

"That's it!"

Kuairope said anxiously: "It's just...... It's just that I didn't have time to give it to you, and he was very unhappy at first, but he still hesitated to decide...... He's with me...... I plan to ...... when I get back."

"Tampa, please!"

"Rules are rules," Tampa shook his head coldly, "No." ”

"I promised him. ”

Fast Rope's argument was almost desperate, and he shook the little notebook weakly: "I promised!"

"Maybe ......," Tampa interrupted him rudely, "you should pay for that?"

"Remember—tenfold!"

He said viciously, and then turned to leave.

Fast Rope stared blankly at the tavernkeeper's distant back, and the small notebook in his hand hung limply.

Tails sighed and patted Fastrope on the shoulder.

"Fast Rope ......"

The noise of the tavern seems to have returned to this little corner.

Fast Rope sat down silently and put Kanzer's little notebook back in his waist pocket.

The young mercenary stared at his glass.

After a few seconds, he suddenly laughed.

"You know, Wya. ”

"Kanze, he's the first," Fastrope shook his shoulders and raised his glass to drink: "The person I said was the one who saved money was my first successful business." ”

Tails moved slightly.

"Kanzer is from the Northland, and he has made his home in Xingchen, he has two children, a boy and a girl, and a wife who is sick all year round......" Fast Rope put down his wine glass, his face expressionless: "They live in the ruins, and the old hammer brought him here, I was thinking...... How is the old hammer going to tell his wife and children? ”

Fastrope leaned in, picked up the bottle from the bar, and poured himself another glass.

"You know that. ”

"He gave me the address where he deposited the money, and he also left me the ledger," Fastrope gritted his teeth hatefully: "But I ......"

"Fast rope," Tails sighed softly, "he's gone, it's not your fault, and you can't do anything." ”

Fast Rope's shoulders trembled violently.

"Can't do anything......"

He continued to pour his wine, smiling again on the way.

"You know, a long, long time, like a lifetime ago...... There is a ship......"

Fast Rope looked at the wine bottle distractedly, and his smile was full of solidification: "There is a young sailor on the ship who has been determined to go to sea since he was a child, and hopes to sail to the end of the sunset one day. ”

"His first voyage was to end the most legendary place at sea: the end of the sea eye. ”

Tails frowned.

"Damn it, a cursed place that even the girl of Muhai doesn't bless. ”

"The compass fails, the sails are torn, the pirates follow them, the fog is everywhere, the clouds obscure the sky, the seabirds are nowhere to be seen, the endless darkness and endless drifts, even the eternal stars are changed, the waves, whirlpools and reefs are endless, and there is even ...... beneath the terrible surface of the sea"

The voice of the fast rope became bleak and hoarse.

"The captain, the first mate, the second officer, the observer, the sailman, the helmsman, the battle chief, the boatswain, and the kind Uncle Bill...... Almost all of them died. ”

"Everyone. ”

He shuddered and continued to pour his wine.

Tails resisted the urge to look up at him, but reached out and lifted the spout of the bottle from the already overflowing glass.

The fast rope paused for a long time, allowing Tails to take his bottle.

"As the only man left on the ship, the young sailor floated and sank dizzily as he clung to the last plank, listened to the sound of the waves that never ceased, looked around him day and night, thirsty and hungry, cold and afraid, he did not know where he would drift and what his fate would be, and he was surrounded only by the swollen and white bodies of his companions, and the bitterly cold water......"

And so he did...... Can't do anything......"

Tails couldn't stand it anymore, he pressed the other party's wine glass: "Fast rope ......"

Fast Rope's voice trembled, but he stubbornly took his glass: "The young sailor survived - but he will never be able to go to sea again......"

"For whenever and wherever he closes his eyes, he can see broken planks and the corpses of his companions, hold his ears to hear the roar of the waves and the torrential rain, and twitch his nose to smell the saltiness of the sea and the ...... of blood."

Fastrope shuddered and picked up the wine glass, drinking the alcohol and tears in one gulp.

"From that time on he was afraid of ships, and of the sea, of lakes, and of every place where there was water......

So he came to the Great Desert. ”

"The least watery place in the world. ”

Boom!

The fastrope slammed the cup on the bar.

"Damn ......"

He wiped his face in pain and turned his head away from Tails.

"When a person dies, nothing can be left, Huaiya, there is no trace at all," the voice of the fast rope became more and more hoarse: "You disappear from this world, there is no thought, no feeling, no consciousness, nothing remains, nothing is meaningless, and you don't know anything anymore." ”

He shook his shoulders: "Kanze, Ponga, Haken, Breeze...... They don't know anything anymore. ”

Tails listened silently.

"And what is the meaning of our lives?"

Kuairope said hoarsely: "Suffer, and then wait to be slapped to death by fate, and disappear without a trace, as if you have never been to this world?"

Tails bit his lip, but didn't know how to reply.

The fast rope reached out, but grabbed the empty spot where the bottle should have been.

At this time.

Bang!

A thick black notebook slammed into the bar.

Tails and Fastrope looked up suspiciously.

I saw the fierce tavern keeper Tampa standing in front of them, he held the wine bottle in one hand, held the black leather book with the other, and said coldly to the fast rope:

"Look at what kind of patron you're looking for. ”

"I want people who are strong and powerful, but who are often in unstable situations, who seem to have a lot of accidents, but who can actually come back safely......"

Fast Rope was slightly stunned, and his sloppy eyes didn't gather for a long time.

"That's how I can make money, you know? And the first customer you find is the one who loses money...... I really regret that I took you as a starter, and I really thought that 'Dante's Greatsword' would be a good market, but it died so quickly......"

Tails frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable at Tampa's words.

Hearing the familiar name, the fast rope gritted his teeth and retorted unconvinced:

"We are!"

"There's strong muscles like Kanzer and Haken, there's a great guide like McGee, there's a marksman and a sentinel like Poonga and Breeze, there's an experienced old hammer, there's the best female captain," Quickrope clenched his empty glass bitterly:

"And the smartest Dean!"

"We ......," his tone darkened, "we were supposed to be the kind of people who 'looked like a lot of accidents,' but we would have come back safely." ”

His voice was lowered, and his tail had a faint fuzz.

"It should be. ”

The tavernkeeper stared at the fast rope.

A second later, he slapped a pen hard and slapped a pen on the black notebook - boom!

"Here, put his name in the ledger—that Kanze. ”

Tampa looked fiercely at the fast rope: "This is the rule, I can't allow even one account to be unclear." ”

At that moment, the surrounding noise seemed to be separated again.

Tails looked at Tampa in surprise: he understood what the other man meant.

Fast Rope was stunned.

His drunkenness seemed to be dispelled somewhat.

"Boss ......"

I saw Tampa gritting his teeth, and angrily pushed the black ledger forward: "Then go and figure out how much he has saved, use star currency, please give me a whole number,!"

Fast Rope's breath became rapid.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The fast rope who had figured it out excitedly pulled out Kanzer's small notebook from his waist pocket: "Tampa, boss, boss...... I ...... for Kanzer's wives and children."

"Shut up!"

Tampa slapped his notebook impatiently, and the bottle paused on the bar, "Quick! write names! fuck...... You drank half of my good wine!"

Fast Rope jumped up like a frightened rabbit: "Of course!"

He hurriedly took the pen, "So I wrote it down here, Uh, Kanzer, is it a K or a C, or something else?"

"Hell knows!"

Tampa folded his arms and said angrily, "It's a bad deal anyway - you dare to try this bottle again!"

Fast Rope, who was about to have another drink, was startled, and he shook his head and shook his drunkenness when he looked at the book, and immediately turned to the helper.

"Wya, do you know how to write? Dean said you're someone with status in the Northlands, you probably know ......"

Tails raised an eyebrow and took the pen and ledger: "Give it to me, I'll try to spell it out...... Kan-Ze-"

Huaiya, who found the savior, was full of gratitude, and raised the small notebook in Kanze's hand: "I'll leave it to you, I have to ......"

Fast Rope's smile did not fade, and when he looked up, he saw the wrinkled face of the tavern owner.

"If you dare to count one more copper, fast rope, even the most worthless Northland Karn Copper Coins......" Tampa leaned forward, spread his teeth, and showed a hideous smile: "Fraud...... Do you miss the Prison of Bones?"

Fast Rope shuddered, lifted his pants and turned around: "I have to, I have to go to Enzo and count...... Ask about the nearest currency exchange rate ......"

Looking at the back of the fast rope in the distance, Tampa took a sip fiercely: "I will only cry at the wine bottle, I really don't have a seed." ”

Tails didn't speak, he just smiled and lowered his head to write.

“C。 ”

Tails looked up suspiciously, "What?"

"Kanze's name," I saw the tavern keeper press the bottle and whisper without raising his head, "Start with C." ”

"When he first came to Camp Bladefang, I introduced him to Old Hammer. ”

The tip of Tails' pen stopped.

"Write better. Names are important, especially in this notebook," Tampa lightly rubbed the wine bottle in his hand, his eyes motionless: "Because even if you write it wrong......"

"He won't know either. ”

The boss's words were slightly stiff.

Tails lowered his head.

He followed the previous format, neatly wrote Kanze's name on the latest page of the ledger, and after he finished writing, he turned a few pages forward, checking the format to make sure that there were no mistakes.

But his hand stopped on one of the pages.

Tails' eyes narrowed.

A second later, the prince looked up from the ledger in amazement and called out a name:

"Cohen Karabiyan?"

Tampa was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the familiar name, Tails was slightly excited: "The name on the ledger...... I know this guy. ”

"So, Cohen has saved money with you before...... On September 14, 671, the deposit ......"

Tampa frowned.

Reading the words on the ledger, Tails' eyes widened, "Two hundred and fifty Tormund gold coins?"

Two hundred and fifty ...... Gold?

After a while, Tails exhaled and looked ahead in disbelief: ","

"Big dogs. ”

It was a few seconds before Tampa withdrew his strange gaze from him.

In the bustling tavern, Tampa waved his hand and asked a guy to greet a group of new guests.

Tampa retrieved the ledger, glanced at the face on it, and then looked at Tails thoughtfully.

"You know him?"

"Of course. ”

Thinking of the past in Valhalla, and thinking about the current situation, Tails couldn't help but sigh and sigh: "We are ...... Friends, once stood together and fought side by side. ”

"Standing together, fighting side by side?"

Tampa seemed taken aback, he looked at Tails and asked suspiciously, "You, and Cohen?"

"Well," Tails was a little embarrassed, "to be exact, it's me standing, and he's fighting." ”

Tampa stared straight at Tails until he laughed and slapped Tails on the shoulder!

"He's my friend, haha, Cohen, that skinny, thief-in-cheek, shrewd-snobbish bad guy......"

Yes?

Skinny, small, thief, shrewd and snobbish?

Tails was stunned for a moment.

"What?"

But Tampa didn't seem to have any intention of stopping, and the more he spoke, the more energetic he became, and the scar on his neck surged: "...... I have the least courage to fight, and I like to lift the girl's skirt the most!"

The boldest...... Lift the girl's skirt......

Tails' face grew more and more strange.

"Well, maybe we're not talking about the same Cohen?"

Tampa's smile froze.

"But that's Cohen Kalabyan, with black hair and brown eyes, like a skinny monkey," Tampa said with suspicion on his face, "Which Cohen are you talking about?"

Tails scratched his head and smiled.

Cohen...... Well, a runaway young master, he was very tall, almost six and a half feet, very strong, muscular, blonde and blue-eyed," Tails tried to describe the big tall man in his impression, looking at the boss hopefully: "Good at using swords, quick in movement, likes to bully people with his body when he fights, and has a bit of a ...... when he talks How to say ......"

Tails thought for a long time before he raised his head and said awkwardly:

“...... Stupid and stupid?"

Tampa's face wrinkled again as he listened to the descriptions.

"Sounds like an obnoxious idiot. ”

Tails sighed.

All right.

Looks...... It's a mistake.

"Actually, if you know him, it's hard to hate him," Tails shook his head, "and he's a little ...... Particularly. ”

Tampa was thoughtful.

"Well, we said," the tavernkeeper said, spreading his hands, "maybe it's not the same Cohen." ”

"Oh," Tails gripped his glass and smiled unnaturally, "Well—sorry, the wrong person." ”

Just when Tails was about to take a sip of wine to ease the embarrassment -

Boom!

Tails looked at Tampa in surprise who pressed his palm against his glass, "What?"

I saw the owner of the "my family" tavern shake his head expressionlessly:

"Trust me, you won't want to drink this wine. ”

Under Tails' suspicious gaze, Tampa spilled the wine from the glass.

"There's a little bit of horse urine in there, and a few mouthfuls of my old phlegm," Tampa said, casually tossing the "filled" glass aside, "maybe there's something drowsy, with a wonderful taste and a deep connotation." ”

Tails froze firmly.

Horse urine ......

Old phlegm......

He stared at the boss, then at the glass on the floor, remembering the froth in the glass and the ...... that almost reached his mouth

Holding back the discomfort in his abdomen, Tails raised his head angrily: "What!"

Tampa grinned, but his fierce appearance made his smile ugly.

"Although you look like a 'white pig' who has just arrived at Bladetooth Camp and doesn't know anything. ”

The tavern owner shrugged, "But I don't think you're that simple...... So, I'm going to have to take a look at you...... Then decide whether to knock you off or pick you up...... Or, you know, there have been a lot of aristocrats coming to the camp lately, and pretty boys are popular among them. ”

"Obviously, fast rope is not a good bodyguard. ”

Tails was stunned at first, then looked at Tampa with righteous indignation:

"You ......"

The boss smiled and glanced at the prince with squinted eyes: "Some bad places are used to giving a little color to those newcomers...... Not only to be tempted, but also to give a lesson, if it is a 'white pig', it will be sold directly for money. ”

Tails looked at the glass and protested in disgust, "White pig...... What?"

Tampa tapped on the ledger and narrowed his eyes, "Remember, boy,"

"It's called 'Lesson One.'" ”

"Didn't Cohen teach you?"

Tails held up the bar in disbelief.

The world has deceived me for injustice.

And I can only return with a sad and indignant face.

So His Royal Highness the prince could only look at each other with grief and indignation: "Then why did you change your mind again?"

Tampa laughed.

"Because you do know Cohen, and you may have fought alongside him, rather than following my words and pretending to know him. ”

Tails frowned, "Cohen." ”

"Well, that violent gorilla that you obviously hate, but it's hard to really hate. The boss nodded, pointing to the name on the ledger, and his words welled up with nostalgia.

Tampa smiled:

"Cohen Silly Big Karabiyan. ”

Silent.

Tails was still angry, he looked at the other party with an unhappy face, and sarcastically said, "Oh, thank you, this is the first time I know his 'middle name'." ”

Tampa pulled out another bottle of wine and a new glass, and filled it for him without mind.

"No thanks," the tavern owner hummed a tune as he rolled out his new glass and entertained the new guests: "Authentic Western Wilderness Old Beer......"

The corners of his mouth curved, revealing a few teeth, and he smiled slyly:

"Drink with confidence, no ingredients. ”