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Chapter 282 0281: Female Guest
With the help of Mr. Rooney, this matter seems to be easier, and the leader of the looters must explain to [Ambella Ice Harbor].

Langmingway made up his mind.

Ken was no longer in a hurry.

Burke was summoned in advance, which meant that there was a change in Red Maple Heights.

Ancient ruins, tribal battle flags.

no matter which...

Ken didn't even want to be a part of it, the vortex was too intense, and Thornton Kaya needed the banner to stay alive.

He decided to arrive later.

The bonfire was only embers, and the color was dim. Birdsong rang in the evening wind—a signal from Quema, which meant that someone was approaching.

Ken needs no reminders.

After a while.

Langmingway sat by the campfire.

"Chief Knight, do you want to say something? I suggest you get enough sleep first, and then clear your mind."

Ken didn't go to see him.

Lang Mingwei looked up at the sky.

Monsters are flying around, and the night sky in the northern wilderness is full of wild vitality.

He said, "You don't seem to be in a hurry anymore, why?"

Ken glanced at the knight commander beside him.

Of course he would not express his concerns, but gave another explanation.

他 说:

"There are countless looters entrenched in the ancient city of Ice Essence. Everyone was too scared to move forward, so they could only gather in places like Ambera Ice Harbor and wait."

Ken crossed his arms, closed his eyes, and continued.

"As the number of caravans accumulates, the number disadvantage is compensated, like a stomach filled with water, sooner or later it will be able to burst the belly of the looter..."

They were just waiting for this moment.

So it doesn't matter if you delay at Ambera Ice Port for a while, the main thing is to wait until the situation between the raiders and the caravan reverses.

"Take advantage of the recent time and stay with Miss McGonagall."

Ken suddenly changed the subject and his tone became heavy. "I have a bad feeling, you know what I mean."

Lang Mingwei also turned his head to look at him.

Knight Captain Dragonthorn didn't say anything, got up and left, they were going to stay in Ambera Ice Harbor for a while.

……

Butcher's Restaurant is doing very well.

Ivan is the least worker-looking of the waiters, taciturn and takes longer to get things done.

Because he is lame.

After waking up, Ivan didn't answer any questions about his identity, but he didn't refuse the boss's job either.

There is only one requirement.

Cannot live in a place that is too narrow and dark.

Ambera Ice Harbor is full of fish and dragons, and even the busiest streets and alleys have not become orderly under the management of the knife and ax team.

Fighting and making trouble, cheating and abducting.

happens sometimes.

Ivan shuttled among the narrow and crowded tables and chairs, passing delicious food.

He never got a tip, so the boys used to tease him about it.

Ivan was always numb and silent, without any rebuttal, not even the slightest mood swing.

This bisque belongs to the corner table.

The store is very busy.

The mercenaries, merchants and laborers were all clamoring for food as soon as possible... so this heavy and hot pot could only be handled by him, a cripple.

Great test.

Ivan arched his body, pressed his center of gravity, walked through the noisy shop, and kept staring at the greasy and slippery floor.

He overheard the conversation as he passed a table made of round shields.

"The best snake-eye crystal is even more precious than ruby. Your taste is really good. After wearing it, you will be dazzling."

Vendors don't have to pay compliments in good conscience.

The gentleman sitting across from him looks very expensive, and the accompanying woman wears a half mask, but she is even more mysterious and charming.

Ivan glanced at the things on the table and couldn't help but slow down.

He knew it was definitely a fake.

After all, the city-state of Erwei is rich in jewellery, and even a three-year-old child can tell the difference between snails and snake-eye crystals.

"What's your expression like?"

The honorable gentleman asked suddenly.

He saw a waiter serving soup standing next to him, his eyes were still wandering, as if he was paying attention to something that was easily overlooked.

The ice port of Ambera is thriving, but scammers are everywhere.

Ivan nodded in apology, said nothing, and staggered towards the corner with his head down, but he seemed to hear doubts and inquiries from behind him.

He messed up business.

A thick, booted leg stood across the aisle.

Ivan lost his balance suddenly.

Even though he tried his best to save him, he still fell heavily between the two round tables.

The hot soup and ingredients splashed all over his body, excruciatingly painful, and his skin was burning.

Bang, bang, bang.

The loud sound attracted the attention of everyone around.

The wealthy gentleman and his female companion also looked back, and the vendor took advantage of this gap to walk away with the other party's money bag on the dining table, and walked out of the shop without looking back.

When the customer discovers the problem, there is nothing he can do except scream.

Ivan felt severe pain all over his body, but before he could groan, he was picked up by a thick hand and pressed down on the round table.

"Bah, bastard, you've soiled the uncle's boots."

The robber stared, saliva flying everywhere.

The top of his head was covered with scars and tattoos, his muscles were knotted, wrapped in cheap leather armor, and behind him was a messy table.

The onlookers murmured.

Anyone can see that this is an attempt to use violence to escape orders, there are no bounty hunters around, and there is no knife and ax team.

No one wanted to get into the muddy water, so they all kept their volume down and did their own thing.

Ivan grimaced in pain.

He has been with the looters for a long time, so he can naturally understand the despicable behavior of the other party, and even see more...

Robbers and swindlers work together.

Seeing that the sale failed, they could only resort to outright robbing, and what happened now was nothing but retaliation for taking advantage of the trend!
The shop owner came out of the back kitchen with a steel knife.

The guys seem to be very afraid, no one knows how to solve it, just when the situation is deadlocked, and the butcher's restaurant is about to admit that it's unlucky...

"What did he do wrong?"

A slightly hoarse female voice came from behind.

It sounds a little tired.

The robbers and onlookers looked at the bar, on which sat a female magician with slightly disheveled hair.

The reason why everyone can guess the occupation is because of the faded robe with ragged raw edges.

She turned around with a puzzled expression on her face.

The robber roared: "Where did the homeless come from, dare to talk to my uncle like this, let me see who is so brave?"

The robber strangled Ivan's neck and pressed him against the bar.

The female magician raised her head slightly, and stared at the strange man in front of her with puzzled eyes.

She even held a glass of water in her hand.

That's right, Shimizu.

There are no degrees.

"Who drinks colorless liquid in such a ghost place, yo, you look like you can't keep your eyes open, why don't I buy you some refreshment, and then do something better..."

The robber began to tease him verbally, and even approached him disgustingly.

He deliberately said in the ear of the other party: "I like to talk nonsense, don't I, I am much more interested in you than this kid now."

(End of this chapter)