Endless Debt.

Chapter 553 Blue Jay

It was clearly daytime, but there was no sunlight, and the dark clouds piled up together, turning into a thick barrier, in which wind, rain, thunder and lightning flickered endlessly.

The sea is rolling and roaring, and the Paradise stands in the midst of it, standing still, just like its ship name, in this doomsday situation, this is the only paradise.

In the howling wind and rain, melodious string music came.

The Land of Paradise, the sea palace of the joint company, and the mobile base that guards the free port. After being invited to the banquet, the guests boarded the deck one after another and stepped into the brightly lit banquet hall. The people of Xitao are not worried about the passengers entering by mistake. After the isolation of the virtual domain, the area related to the extraordinary world has been strictly blocked.

Irwin stood alone on the deck holding an umbrella, like a flower swaying in a storm. The guests had already stepped into the banquet hall, but he seemed out of place and stood outside, unwilling to step in.

Irwin has participated in similar banquets many times, and he is not familiar with the process. First, he stands with everyone, then listens to the nonsense of the host of the banquet, and randomly finds a woman to sing and dance together. A mask that reveals true intentions.

Some people come here for wealth, some want to expand the power of the family, some just want to see the world, and some are simply pulled over... Everyone's purpose is not the same, but they are here together.

Irving was different from them. He didn't have so many complicated thoughts. He just came to meet his friends. After all, his journey was nearing the end. If he didn't come to meet him now, he might never see him again.

"Erwin, what are you thinking?"

A familiar voice sounded from the side, Irving lowered his head, and Cinderella stood beside him tightly, avoiding the heavy rain on the deck.

Different from her melancholy face, Cinderella's face was full of excitement at the moment, and the burgundy pupils reflected the streamer lights.

She took Irving's arm, gently pulled Irving, and leaned forward slightly. Cinderella wanted to pull Irving into the banquet hall, but she knew clearly that the decision was in Irving's hands.

"Think about something from a long time ago."

Irving took a deep breath, and the cold and damp sea breeze rushed into his nostrils, which reminded him of that stormy night many years ago.

"Have you ever lived in Freeport before?"

Cinderella asked curiously. After spending the past two days together, she found that Irwin was not unfamiliar with this city at all, as if Irwin had spent a lot of time here.

Irwin hesitated, "I lived here for a while when I was young."

Cinderella's eyes sparkled, "Tell me?"

"Forget it," Irving shook his head, "those stories are boring."

Cinderella showed a look of disappointment. She was very curious about Irwin's past, but after several days of questioning, Irwin always avoided the topic in various ways, as if he had a cordon on him, whether it was No one can go beyond.

The same is true for Irving. While Cinderella questioned himself, Irving also tried to fight back and question the girl's past.

Every time Irwin could force Cinderella into the corner of the conversation, when this happened, Cinderella would show a bewildered look, blushed, wanted to explain something, but couldn't speak, and then lay down on the bed On the bed, pretending to be dead, ignoring Irving.Children's trick.

"How can it be boring!" Cinderella said loudly, "You can actually attend such a banquet!"

Cinderella pointed to the banquet hall in front of her. Even she knew that those who could attend the banquet on the Paradise must be of extraordinary status. Look at Irwin again, and think about Irwin's appearance when they met.

A dusty traveler, an old guy with doubts in the past, a neat killer...

All kinds of labels overlapped, and Cinderella realized belatedly at this time that Irwin was really not that simple.

Usually, Irving is like a good old man, always smiling, saying "Hello" and "Thank you" to everyone. If there is a utopia in this world, Irving is definitely a law-abiding citizen in it.

Irwin always looked so harmless. If Cinderella hadn't deliberately remembered it, Cinderella would have almost forgotten that he still had a dagger hidden under his left arm.

"Is it really okay for us to go in like this?"

Cinderella looked at herself and Irwin again. Cinderella herself said that, relying on her cute appearance, even in a cheap red dress, she still looked a little amazing in the crowd, but Irwin It's different.

Irwin still wore the heavy coat. Even though he wiped it carefully with a wet towel before setting off, he could still see traces of wind and dust at a glance. Irwin combed his hair and shaved off his stubble. It is more decent, but the exhaustion of the journey is still deeply etched on the face.

Compared with the richly dressed distinguished guests, Irwin looked so out of place, like a mouse that got in by mistake.

"What's wrong," Irving said indifferently, "Do you really care what other people think of you?"

"Big...probably?"

"why?"

Irwin's question made Cinderella silent, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Isn't this a normal thing?" Cinderella argued, "Don't you care what other people think?"

"not give a damn about."

"I do not believe."

Irwin smiled. He likes to chat with Cinderella. Although this girl is mysterious and always puts on a great appearance, he likes to talk to such a young soul.

Putting his hand on Cinderella's shoulder, Irwin leaned down and pointed to the crowd under the light, "Think about it, Cinderella, do you know these people?"

"do not know."

"Will you know each other after tonight? Probably not, right? We're not here to make friends, not to mention whether they're willing to be our friends or not."

Irwin talked about his fallacy, "The world is like a river, and we are like fish in the river. We see different fish every day, and then we all part at different forks."

"Many people here are the first time we meet him in this life, but it is also the last time we meet, even after the banquet is over, you can treat these people as dead people, and you will never have any intersection for the rest of your life.

Do you care what a dead person, a group of dead people think of you? "

Cinderella was shocked by Irwin's words, and her eyes were a little dull. After a few seconds, she raised her head and responded with a complicated expression, "Irwin, your description is very dangerous."

"Don't pay attention to these, think about what I said, is this the truth?"

Irwin stepped forward, and this time it was he who dragged Cinderella. Unlike the calm Irwin, Cinderella became visibly nervous. This was the first time she had participated in such an occasion.

The warmth of the room dispelled the damp and cold of the storm. On the red carpet, women in bright clothes and men in black dresses talked to each other. As the music rose, men and women danced hand in hand. On the tables and chairs outside, the guys in power whispered to each other and discussed distribution of benefits.

Elegant and dignified, full of power and oppression, the deer running wild in the wild has come to the steel jungle of the human world. Cinderella, who has always been arrogant, shrinks back rarely in this situation.

There was a burning feeling coming from Cinderella's body, as if people's eyes were burning on her body like flames.

Irwin whispered, "'Cinderella' didn't look like you when she attended the banquet."

"She has a magic dress, crystal shoes, and a pumpkin cart," Cinderella said unconvincingly, "what do I have, a poet full of nonsense?"

"Huh? Well, actually, I have thought about taking you to change clothes. No matter how much you regard others as dead, but after all, you are attending a banquet, so you should respect the master."

Irving was still smiling, "Unfortunately, our meal in the morning cost me the last of my travel expenses."

"what?"

Cinderella didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only stammer, "You are really a bad person."

"It's not that bad," Irving said. "I'm purposeful, too."

Cinderella's eyes became vigilant, "What...what purpose?"

"If I can help others, I will get a kind of spiritual satisfaction. It just so happens that I am a poor person. If this kind of satisfaction can be obtained by spending money and doing good deeds, it is too cost-effective gone."

Irving looked down at Cinderella, "Look, I'm for myself."

"Do you think I'm a hypocrite?"

"I don't know." Cinderella couldn't understand what Irwin said, and she hesitated for a while, "but what is certain is that a hypocrite will never say that he is a hypocrite."

Irving was amused by Cinderella's words. Not far from the two of them, many guests surrounded a man with constant whispers and compliments. It seemed that he was the host of the banquet.

The master noticed Irving and Cinderella. He stepped out of the crowd and strode towards the two of them. Cinderella's heart suddenly rose. This out of place look must have come to chase her away.

She tugged on Irwin vigorously, but he couldn't shake him at all. The master soon came to the two of them. Cinderella closed her eyes, ready to be tortured by the eyes of others.

Noren looked at Irving, both delighted and surprised, "I never expected to see you again."

"After staying at home for a long time, it is inevitable that I want to go out for a stroll."

Irving shook hands with Noren with a smile on his face, while Cinderella looked at all this blankly.

Noren turned around and introduced to the other guests.

"Gentlemen, this is Mr. Irving Fleischer."

People exchanged glances with each other. It was obvious that no one had heard of the name, but judging from Noren's attitude, the other party was not a small person. Some people began to think carefully, wondering if they had forgotten something, and the conversation continued.

"Compared with this name, they should be more familiar with my other name."

Irwin sighed, he never liked being overly exposed to people's eyes, took a few steps forward, and reintroduced himself to the guests.

"If you feel that the name Irwin Fleischer is a little strange, you can use my pseudonym to call me."

Under a pair of blank eyes, Irving mentioned another name.

"Blue Jay."

(End of this chapter)