Chapter 917 The Deal of Five Ice Creams
Sunya Island.
Grand Town, Mustang Bar.
At the moment when the war broke out, this small town still maintained its old peace.
Of course, this calm is only superficial.
The numerous Feysac supply ships and warships at the pier all indicate that the war situation is very tense.
But the Bronco is still open.
Similar venues remain open.
Otherwise, people's tense emotions will have nowhere to release, and it will lead to disaster.
It's just that there are regulations on opening hours.
All bars must close before 10pm.
Therefore, at the moment of eight o'clock, there were no bars with few people in the past.
Now it is overcrowded.
Everyone wants to relax before the doors close.
Alger, who was wearing a peaked cap, walked into the bar and was almost sent away by the smell in the bar.
There is the smell of food, alcohol, men's sweat and women's perfume.
They blend into strange smells.
Most of the people in the bar were Feysacs. They ordered spirits and ate smoked fish and fat-floating soup in front of the bar.
The staple food is bread that has to be soaked in soup to bite.
"Two slices of toast with red sausage, a bouillabaisse, and a glass of Ronchey."
Squeezing to the bar, Alger knocked on the wooden board with experience, and said his request.
"It's 4 fulmins in total, and I'll give you a small change." The bartender said with a smile.
Alger tossed the 2 soli banknotes expressionlessly, which is equivalent to 5 fen and 5 kopecks.
"It's quite generous, thank you for the tip." The bartender whistled, and quickly placed what Alger asked for on the bar.
Alger was about to make a move.
A large hand fell on his shoulder.
Then a typical Feysac face appeared in front of Alger.
"Hey, Your Excellency the captain of 'Youlan Avenger', why, you pirates also came here to join in the fun?"
Alger pushed away the big hand on his shoulder: "This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Sea Monster."
The man nicknamed 'Sea Monster' laughed and sat down next to Alger, his huge body testing the chair underneath.
"For my friend's sake, I advise you to leave quickly, Your Excellency the Captain."
"Your Luen-like face is not flattering here."
"If I hadn't stopped you just now, at least three guys would have come to trouble you."
Alger took a sip of Lie Langqi slowly and said: "Really? Then they should thank you, thank you for saving their lives."
"Still so aggressive, Your Excellency the Captain."
The 'Sea Monster' turned around, and said in a calm voice: "Forget about this, you came here because you have information and want to sell it to me, right?"
"There are some."
Alger began to enjoy the toast with red sausage sandwiched in it.
"It depends on how much news you want to buy."
'Sea Monster' glanced at him, took out a money bag from his pocket, and threw it on the bar: "I'll buy them all."
Alger put away the money bag without looking at it: "The first news is that the Church of the Storm is ambushing in this sea area, and they are looking for an opportunity to attack the port."
"Your merchant ships should not go to sea recently, unless you think your wealth is too much."
'Sea Monster' raised its thick lips: "Interesting, what else?"
While enjoying dinner, Alger told the rumors and various news at sea one by one.
There are true and false in this, as for how to judge, it depends on the buyer's own ability.
In the end, he said casually: "Recently there have been some strange rumors in the Loen Kingdom. Many people claimed that they saw slaves building some secret mausoleums in the outskirts of certain areas."
"Build a secret mausoleum?"
'Sea Monster' was obviously taken aback.
Alger nodded: "Yes, I heard that there are nine."
"As far as I know, the places where the rumors spread are Ahwa County, East Chester County and the outskirts of Backlund."
After speaking, Alger wiped his mouth and hands with a napkin, and left the bar.
The 'Sea Monster' looked serious, stood up, and turned to the back of the bar.
Trafal.
Xifa took out a paper crane and wrote on its surface with a pencil: "I request to meet you."
After refolding the paper crane, he put it under the pillow and lay down on the bed.
Soon, Sifa fell asleep.
In his hazy dream, he saw a dark and barren plain.
In the distance of that plain, there was a black spire.
Sifa followed the familiar path all the way to the Black Spire.
The place is still old and decayed, and the layout is chaotic. The stairs sometimes spiral up and sometimes fall obliquely. Some of the rooms are normal, some are upside down, and some are embedded in other parts.
When Sifer came to the deep room, he heard the sound of wheels turning.
Then a black stroller slid out of the shadows.
Inside lay a baby who couldn't see clearly and was wrapped in silver silk.
"Is there a problem?"
He was obviously a baby, but he spoke clearly, even though his voice sounded like a baby.
Xifa didn't dare to neglect.
After all, this baby is an angel.
"This Saturday, I have an operation."
"I hope to be able to get some luck on this day."
In the stroller, the baby made a sound of scratching his hands and said, "No problem."
"But you have to pay a price that pleases me."
coming!
Xifa knows that there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.
What you want, you have to give.
Especially when it comes to higher levels of being.
He nodded solemnly: "Please tell me what you need."
"As long as I can, I will do it."
There was a cheerful laugh from the stroller: "You're far more polite than the other guy."
"I like you."
"I think I want ice cream from Serenzo's."
"I want the real thing!"
"It can't be something like historical images that deceive children!"
"I want three no, five!"
For a moment.
Sifa thought he had heard wrong.
Can you exchange five ice creams for the luck given by an angel?
Is it so cheap?
There will be no traps here, right?
Sifa tried: "Do you need anything else?"
The baby waved his chubby hands: "No, I'm just a child, I can't be too greedy, it's not good for my health."
healthy
Well, you have the final say.
Xifa nodded: "I'm going to buy ice cream tomorrow, where should I send it to you?"
The baby gave an address, and after Sifer wrote it down, he woke up from his dream.
The next day, Backlund.
Xifa came to 160 Berklund Street with five ice creams from Serenzo's restaurant.
He changed his appearance with "The Traveler with a Thousand Faces".
Sifer, with the face of the "Duke", rang the bell.
After a while, Xifa saw Dr. Allen, his wife, Wilma Gladys, and a baby lying in a black stroller.