Chapter 1647 Winter Night War

Boom, boom, boom.

After the extremely rhythmic knocking on the door, Bain did not push the door open, but stood at the door and waited.

Although this is a restaurant, Bain naturally became well-behaved when he thought about the purpose of coming here.

"Please come in."

About a few seconds later, Kieran's voice came.

Bain immediately pushed open the door and entered.

"Good evening, Luo Yan."

With a sense of familiarity, or shamelessness, Bain approached the bar.

Kieran still held the newspaper and sat on the stool as before. The TV next to him still played the evening news. The only difference was that he had an extra cup of tea at hand.

Mimosa soaked.

After buying some tea leaves and tea sets in the afternoon, Mimosa couldn't wait to try making tea for Kieran.

Mimosa is a proficient cook, and her tea skills are not bad either.

Ordinary tea leaves have a different feeling when mixed with mimosa.

It's not bitter in the mouth, but mellow and sweet in the mouth.

After Qin Ran picked it up and took a sip, the corner of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

The good mood that was partly due to the recovery of strength became even better.

Kieran had had a similar experience, and after having a sufficient buffer for a day, he had fully adapted to the partial unblocking of his body.

Able to exert 100% of the strength brought by this body at this moment.

For someone like Kieran.

Strong strength is a must.

However, the control of powerful strength is even more necessary.

No matter how powerful it is, Kieran will not need the power that cannot be controlled.

And, more importantly, after recovering part of his strength, he had more choices when facing the copy world in front of him.

Mimosa, also becomes safer.

It's like killing two birds with one stone.

Therefore, Kieran looked at Bain kindly.

"what do you need?"

"Fried rice and chicken soup."

Bain answered.

Because, for the battle last night, Mimosa, who was worried, did not prepare the ingredients in advance.

Today, it is too late for some foods that need to be pickled. Therefore, today’s menu at Ye Zhi Restaurant only has fried rice and chicken soup.

"250 yuan, plus 10% service charge."

Kieran quoted a price.

"Profiteer!"

“Not only is the food expensive, but there is also a service charge?”

"Do you have services here?"

Bain kept muttering in his heart, but he still smiled and paid the money happily.

He knew what he was here for.

Don't lose big for small things.

Even if your face becomes stiff and hurts when you smile, you still need to keep smiling.

After collecting the money and putting it in the cash box, Qin Ran walked to the kitchen, opened the curtain, and said softly: "A piece of fried rice."

"Um."

Mimosa nodded with a smile, picked up the headscarf on the side, and started operating it quickly.

Different from his usual submissive appearance.

Mimosa at this time is serious and serious.

There was also a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

Kieran leaned against the door frame, looking at Mimosa in this state, his eyes full of appreciation.

Not only the appreciation for the serious attitude of Mimosa, but also the flawless cooking skills.

Just looking at it gives me a pleasing feeling.

Therefore, Kieran didn't think that 150 fried rice was expensive at all.

And the service charge?

It is also a matter of course.

Haven’t you seen Mimosa take it so seriously?

three minutes.

A plate of egg fried rice with a faint golden glow appeared in Mimosa's hands.

"alright."

After finishing the food, Mimosa once again returned to its usual appearance in front of Kieran, holding the plate with both hands, looking limp.

"Let's have tea together?"

Kieran asked while holding the food.

Suddenly, Mimosa's eyes lit up.

Why buy a tea set?

Rather than a single one?

Naturally it is for this time.

With the joy of succeeding, Mimosa took the headscarf and apron and walked out of the kitchen.

After glancing at Bain, he casually took out the tea can and tea cup.

The water used to make tea is filtered water.

The mimosa is filtered by itself.

Not too sweet, but very clear and soft.

The pot is an iron pot.

The stove is a charcoal stove.

Pinch up some tea leaves and put them into the pot. Pour water into it. It is not full or overflowing. Half the pot is enough.

The charcoal stove was lit, and the charcoal was glowing red. When the pot was put on, there was a beeping sound soon.

Put some brown sugar and shredded ginger into the cup.

Different from Kieran's clear tea, Mimosa prefers this reconstituted tea.

After the tea poured into the cup, Mimosa waited for ten seconds, then held the tea cup with both hands, sat on the sofa chair she bought specially in the afternoon, and showed a smile to Kieran.

Qin Ran smiled in response and picked up the teacup.

Bain stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

What are you doing?

Why does he always feel like he's superfluous?

If you want to drink tea, can you drink it behind closed doors?

but……

This egg fried rice is so delicious!

It smells so good!

Chicken soup is not bad either!

How long had it been since he had eaten food like this?

Although the price is a bit expensive, it is well worth the money.

Just, a little less.

Looking at the empty plates and bowls, Bain wanted to ask for another one, but seeing Kieran and Mimosa smiling at each other and holding teacups, he couldn't get a word in at all.

Whenever I want to open my mouth to say something, there will always be a feeling of heart palpitations in my heart for no reason.

It was as if if he opened his mouth, he would suffer some catastrophe.

Herders trust this intuition very much.

Therefore, after opening his mouth several times in a row but not a single word came out, Bain just sat there and said nothing.

The night is long anyway.

He has plenty of time, doesn't he?

It’s also nice to listen to the barking of wild dogs outside.

Woof, woof woof!

Bain listened to the dog barking and watched the hour hand in the watch move three spaces before he finally saw Mimosa starting to put away the tea set.

"What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

Mimosa asked Kieran while packing it away.

"Cold weather."

"Eat mutton."

Qin Ran thought for a moment and then said.

"Um."

"Then mutton."

Mimosa nodded and walked into the kitchen.

In that huge freezer, there are all kinds of meats on the market, all carefully selected by Mimosa.

After taking out a fan of mutton and placing it on the chopping board, Mimosa thought for a moment and then started to rinse the frozen mutton with cold water.

The sound of water coming from the kitchen made Kieran look forward to tomorrow's food even more.

What could it be?

Qin Ran was guessing in his heart.

Being with mimosa has such benefits.

Every meal is a surprise.

Every meal is worth remembering.

During these days, Kieran has developed the habit of taking some time to guess what Mimosa will do.

It was also the happiest time of Qin Ran's day.

Food always makes people happy, right?

But at this time, Bain couldn't help it anymore.

Moreover, the palpitating feeling disappeared without knowing when.

This made Bain much bolder.

Looking at Qin Ran who was still ignoring him, he couldn't help but raise his hand and knock on the bar.

Kieran, whose thoughts were interrupted, looked at Bain displeased.

"Is something wrong?"

Qin Ran asked.

"Um."

"Do you know about the Darkmoon Protocol?"

Bain asked knowingly.

He had read Kieran's information, and it clearly stated that Kieran's father lived in seclusion in the mountains because he was dissatisfied with the 'Dark Moon Agreement'.

"Know."

"Independent of ordinary people, a contract agreement between the mysterious side of demon hunters and weirdos to compromise with each other."

Qin Ran nodded and said.

In order not to expose his secrets, Ed King once explained to Kieran in detail what the Dark Moon Agreement was.

Before the Darkmoon Agreement, witchers and monsters were at war all year round.

Not only were the fights fierce, but incidents such as family extermination often occurred.

Most demon hunters are organized into families.

The bond of blood allows the demon hunter to completely leave his back to his companions.

Father and son, brothers, husband and wife, or simply the whole family, young and old, go into battle to hunt monsters together.

As for when this tradition was formed?

Probably some weirdo killed the wife of an 'ordinary person', and then that 'ordinary person' began to teach himself and became a demon hunter, and by the way, his children also joined the team.

When family-based witchers became mainstream, they became more efficient and suffered fewer casualties than before.

However, the reduction in casualties does not mean there are none.

During a demon hunt by a demon hunter, a certain big shot in the normal world was affected, causing the death of that big shot.

The whole world is in chaos.

The demon hunters and the weirdos fought fiercely, causing death and injury to each other.

Ordinary people?

There were even more casualties.

This situation lasted for a month. Finally, when the number of deaths of ordinary people reached a limit, the big shots couldn't bear it anymore. They used the name of "world peace" to drag the demon hunters and weirdos into the negotiations. on the table.

Then, there was a mutual entanglement.

Mutual compromise.

at last?

The Darkmoon Protocol was born.

In order to commemorate that bleak month full of death, everyone must abide by the rules and not take action against ordinary people.

Once they take action, they will be eliminated by demon hunters and monsters at the same time.

But similarly, in the face of law-abiding weirdos, demon hunters are not allowed to take action at will.

Some people are in favor of such an agreement and some are against it.

However, there is a huge majority in favor.

Therefore, the agreement was successfully signed.

But those who object will not cooperate.

Some demon hunters with blood feuds violently chose to die together, and silently chose to stay away.

weird?

also the same.

In order to implement the agreement smoothly, the three parties cooperated and it took a full year to smooth things over in various places, but in the process, something happened.

These things are the purpose of Bain coming.

"You know about the Darkmoon Protocols."

"Then do you know anything about the 'Winter Night War'?"

Bain asked tentatively.

"Winter Night War?"

Qin Ran was stunned.

Ed Wang has never said this term.

"One year after the Dark Moon Agreement was signed, the 'Winter Night War' was born - it was born to alleviate the hatred between demon hunters and weirdos."

"It's better to block than to open up!"

"Hate will not disappear with the passage of time, but will become more intense."

"This is what the Winter Night War was born for!"

After Bain paused, he continued.

"On that winter solstice day, the demon hunters and weirdos will elect some representatives and gather somewhere to have a battle."

"The battle lasted seven days."

"The final winner will receive a large sum of money or some unique props."

"I came here today because I hope you, Luo Yan, will represent the East District of Ai City in the 'Winter Night War'!"

Bain stated his purpose.

"Representing the East District of Ai City?"

Kieran frowned.

"Yes, representing the East District of Ai City."

"We don't need you, Luo Yan, to actually participate in the Winter Night War. We just need you to ensure that the East District of Ai City will no longer be at the bottom of the herder selection among the four districts."

"We've had enough of the reputation of the weakest area!"

"If it weren't for the age limit, I would have kicked those bastards' ass!"

Bain said, looking at Kieran pleadingly.

"Don't worry, we won't let your work go in vain."

"As long as you are willing, we can give you a reward of 10 silver coins."

"No matter whether you can win among the four districts, these 10 silver coins are yours."

"Similarly, the reward for winning is also yours."

Bane revealed the reward.

"10 silver coins?"

Qin Ran pondered.

To save the dead and transfer money is the key to his recovery of strength. If he can obtain a large amount of transfer money through normal channels, Qin Ran would be very happy.

However, Qin Ran remembered how dishonest the person in front of him was.

Therefore, he pondered and did not agree immediately.

Sure enough, just the next moment, seeing that Kieran did not refuse immediately, Bain, knowing that there was something going on, quoted a price again.

"15 silver coins!"

Bain said.

Qin Ran remained silent.

"16 silver coins!"

"17!"

"18!"

"No more!"

"18 silver coins is really a limit!"

Bain reported the numbers one by one, his face already turned red, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"20!"

Kieran reported a number.

Bain's neck suddenly felt thicker, but immediately, he gritted his teeth.

"20 is 20!"

Their reputation as the weakest area has already caused them to suffer too much criticism.

Although 20 silver is a lot of money to cross, if the 11 districts in the East District add up, it is still enough for herders like them to chip in.

What's more, a B-class is worth the price.

"Pay first."

Qin Ran said again.

"good!"

"wait me back!"

Since Kieran had agreed, Bain had nothing to hesitate, stood up and walked out.

It didn't take long, not even half an hour, before Bain returned and threw a money bag on the table.

"A total of 20 silver coins."

"Click it."

Bain said.

Kieran opened the money bag directly, and after examining it carefully, he looked at Bain again.

"When will the selection in Ai City begin?"

Qin Ran asked.

"A week later."

"I will come to pick you up when the time comes."

After Bain finished speaking, he looked at Qin Ran and nodded before turning around and leaving again.

Why did he come back so soon?

It was because the herders from the 11 districts in the East District other than Ed King were outside, and he needed to inform these colleagues of the good news.

Qin Ran watched the other party go away.

Then, he picked up the money bag in his hand and began to replenish and modify the plan again.

At this moment, the phone on the table rang.

Jingle Bell!