Chapter 74

It's been a day.

That night, the servants in the baron's mansion were extremely busy, especially in the kitchen, who had been preparing for today's dinner since three o'clock in the afternoon.

When Xifa came to the restaurant, he saw servants coming and going, putting food, fruit, and wine on the long table one by one.

In the corner of the restaurant, there is also a musician playing a violin, playing soft and soothing music.

The butlers, Sebastian and Kunna, are pouring the wine in person, their movements are elegant and perfect, pleasing to the eye.

"Hey, is this going to be a banquet for some distinguished guests tonight~"

With a light voice, the jewel of the Disraeli family, the blond girl Harri Belle walked in holding the hand of her younger sister Pasha. She seemed to be in a good mood, with a bright smile on her face.

"There is no banquet in our family tonight. As for why it is so grand, you will know after a while."

Baron Bison walked in with a red face, and behind him was Anelu who was holding Chaum.

Then, all the family members of the Disraeli family arrived and took their seats under the service of the servants.

Byson raised his hand, and the music behind him stopped, and the baron raised the wine glass already filled with white wine: "Tonight, I have something to announce."

He looked at Sifa, Harribell and the other two little guys with a smile on his face, and finally his eyes fell on his wife.

"Sifa, my eldest son, your elder brother. Tomorrow morning, he will leave for Tingen for family business."

Harri Bell, who had a smile on her face, was stunned when she heard the news.

She looked at Xifa suddenly: "Why didn't I hear you mention it before!"

Xifa coughed dryly and said, "I just made this decision yesterday, and I've been so busy preparing my luggage that I forgot to tell you. However, it's the same with Dad's announcement now, isn't it?"

Harri Belle stood up angrily, but she still didn't forget to pick up her skirt and said to her parents, "Sorry, Mom and Dad, I'm not feeling well, so I'm going back to my room first."

she is angry?

Why is she so angry? Didn't she inform in advance? Xifa instinctively wanted to stand up, and wanted to keep her sister.

But think about it.

Sooner or later, she would leave the family, so it didn't matter whether Holly Belle was angry or not. So he sat still, his eyes fell on the wine glass in front of him.

Anilu on the other side of the table looked at him and winked, but Xifa could only pretend not to see it. In desperation, Anilu had no choice but to stand up: "I'm going to see Belle."

Bai Sen nodded and didn't say anything, but in this way, the atmosphere of the dinner became less pleasant.

After dinner, Xifa took a short rest, then changed into a 'Duke', took the 'Blood Praise' and other weapons, and quietly left home.

When I came to the sea monster tavern on Qingyu Road, as soon as I opened the door, the strange smell of alcohol, smoke, sweat and perfume rushed into Xifa's nasal cavity.

He pressed his hat, came to the bar in a low-key manner, sat on the chair, tapped on the table and said softly: "Old rules."

The bartender San Qi glanced at him, put down what he was doing, and mixed drinks for him: "The news you inquired about has come to fruition."

"The full name of the best-selling author is Fors Wall. He lives in Backlund. He used to be a doctor. After he changed his career to become a writer, he wrote novels such as "Storm Mountain Villa". Well-known in the industry."

Saying that, Sang Qi threw him a photo.

Xifa took it over, and based on the reference in the photo, he estimated that Miss Forsi was about 1.65 meters tall, with slightly curly hair and loose eyes, with a somewhat playful smile in her eyes, with two fingers between her fingers. Smoking a cigarette, his temperament was lazy and even decadent.

"for you."

San Qi put a glass of mixed wine in front of Xifa, staring at the photo: "Besides, this lady is still single."

You don't have to remind me of this.

Xifa glanced at him, put away the photo, and said, "What's the exact address?"

San Qi spread his hands: "I didn't find out, but she is a celebrity, if you want to find her, you should be able to find her in Backlund."

Xifa nodded, drank the wine, and was about to leave.

"Duke."

San Qi stopped him: "Be careful, those two people looking for Bridge have been asking for information about you last night."

"Inquire about my news?" Xifa was a little surprised, "Why?"

Sanchi wiped his glass: "I wish I knew."

Xifa didn't care, anyway, he was leaving tomorrow, but at this moment, he felt someone approaching, and immediately put his hand into the long coat, and put it on the handle of the 'Blood Praise'.

"Relax, sir, I'm not here to cause trouble." A strange accent sounded beside him.

Xifa raised his head and looked at the man in front of him who was about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a top hat, a formal suit, and a goatee smiling at him.

The other party took off his hat, revealing a bare head, and then tapped the bar table with his hand: "Give this gentleman a glass of wine, I want the best."

Only then did he look at Xifa again, and said with a smile, "I treat you."

Sanqi didn't move, just looked at Xifa.

Xifa noticed that there was a tattoo on the back of this man's hand, but most of it was covered by his sleeve, so he couldn't see the whole picture.

All I can see is that the horned element on the tattoo seems to be some kind of animal, or something like a demon.

"Our people in Enqi Town are simple and hospitable. But we don't treat people casually, unless he is a friend. As for strangers, I'm sorry."

Sifer took off his hat and spread his hands, and was about to leave.

A hand stopped him.

Another tall man blocked the way, he had fair skin, dark blue pupils, bushy eyebrows, and said in a voice with a northern accent: "You'd better drink this glass of wine, and then we can sit down and talk. "

"oh?"

Sifa looked at the bartender.

Sanqi whistled, suddenly took out an old-fashioned rifle from under the table, and bravely pointed the muzzle at a bald head sitting by the bar.

In the bar, the men who were flirting with the dancing girl, those who were playing cards, and those who were drinking, now, they all stopped, and then came to the bar in groups.

They surrounded the two outsiders, and took out a handful of revolvers of different shapes, pointing at the two.

Sang Qi pouted in the direction of the door: "You are not welcome here, either you leave by yourself, or let us lie down and leave."

The two men exchanged glances. The bald man put on his top hat again and smiled at Xifa: "We will always have a chance to meet. Next time, I will treat you to a good drink."

Xifa said disapprovingly: "Let's talk about it next time."

The two outsiders glanced at the gun forest around them, without saying anything, and left the tavern in the 'farewell' of more than a dozen pistols and rifles.

Xifa took out a bill, slapped it on the bar, and said to San Qi: "Gentlemen here have a drink, the best."