Endless Debt.

The orchestra outside the dance floor pulled the bow and blew the trumpet, and the crisp reverberation and melodious tune were intertwined, announcing the official start of the banquet.

Laughter filled the front of the men and women, wine glasses staggered, and beautiful figures walked continuously on the red carpet.

Outside the porthole is the rough sea, with thunder and rainstorm roaring, as if the doomsday is rolling in, but under the steel man-made objects, all the wrath of nature is blocked outside the ship, like two overlapping worlds of contradictions .

"This place is really big."

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Palmer raised his head. The banquet hall spanned layers of stands, and at the top was a huge crystal chandelier, emitting soft light like the sun.

Such a huge banquet hall is only a small part of the Paradise, and more areas are blocked by the people of Xitao, and guests like them have no permission to go.

No wonder this place is called the Paradise, it is simply a small sea town, and Palmer can already imagine the extremely luxurious life of the owner of the cruise ship.

Outside the window is the beautiful mountains and rivers, the boat is full of delicacies, and there are beds several meters long...

I'm so envious.

Palmer thought about it, and drank the wine in his glass.

From the point of view of the heirs of the Crakes family, the drinks provided at the banquet are mediocre, far from being able to compare with the treasures of the Crakes family, but Palmer is now a humble field worker, and he can drink things of this quality , has been able to comfort his soul.

Thinking of this, Palmer raised his hand and was about to pour another glass for himself, and then the other hand pressed Palmer's hand holding the glass, and Jeffrey appeared beside him like a ghost.

Jeffrey warned, "Don't forget what we're going to do."

They didn't come to the banquet, but to steal information. Jeffrey hoped that when the conflict broke out, Palmer would not die of drunkenness.

"Okay okay."

Palmer reluctantly put down his wine glass, looked at the tables on both sides, and asked tentatively, "Is it okay for me to get something to eat?"

Fearing that Jeffrey would disagree, Palmer added, "This is also part of the disguise."

Jeffrey was silent for a moment, and sighed helplessly. Palmer was right. From the perspective of camouflage, Palmer's various behaviors were completely appropriate for a banquet, but Jeffrey couldn't tell whether it was Palmer's random behavior. The nature is still the elite training received in the crow's nest.

Palmer smiled, picked up two desserts from the table, and handed one to Jeffrey, "Don't be nervous."

He opened his mouth and bit off a large piece, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time, and swallowed the dessert completely in a few bites.

"It's useless for us to be anxious now, we have to look at that guy," Palmer secretly pointed to a person not far away, "according to the setting of the 'identity card', both of us are his attendants."

Dewar was not far from the two of them. He was chatting with a few strangers, and he could vaguely hear them talking about some kind of technology. Surprisingly, this knowledge seeker did better than the two of them imagined.

In the eyes of the Bureau of Order, this seeker is just an enthusiastic fan of King Solomon, with a lot of strange and dangerous knowledge in his mind.

But in the eyes of many small forces in the outside world, Dewar is a rare master of alchemy, who can solve some technical problems with casual words, and their eyes sparkle.Dewar was on the verge of breaking into their social circle.

Watching this scene, Palmer's mood was a little delicate. Maybe he started too high. He really didn't have any idea about those weak forces. Often when he named the Bureau of Order, everyone bowed their heads. Cooperate with myself.

"I still can't trust him enough," Jeffrey said.

"It's okay, didn't you still have an accident?" Palmer blinked.

"What do you mean?"

"What else do you mean, do what we do best."

Palmer said as he rolled up his sleeves, showing his tense muscles, "You are a person in power, which may be common in the Bureau of Order, but it is not the same for the people of Xitao."

This is the biggest flaw of these second and third echelon extraordinary organizations. They are seriously lacking in high-level decondensers.

Palmer then asked, "How many people do you think are Desublimer?"

Jeffrey glanced around secretly, shook his head, "I'm not Levius, I can't tell the difference."

Lebius's grasp of the ether is far beyond everyone else. If he is here, there are potential China suspects who will be recognized by Lebius at first sight, but unfortunately, Lebius is not here now.

Jeffrey could only guess from the mannerisms of these people, and then he realized that such behavior was futile.

Dewar broke away from the conversation, and walked towards the two with a smile. The closer he got to the two, the more confident Dewar's temperament declined. When he really came in front of the two, his expression had already carried Depressed.

Others regard a knowledge seeker like him as a treasure, but the violent madmen of the Bureau of Order are different. In order to avoid trouble, they don't mind executing all the knowledge seekers from the Brotherhood of Truth on the spot.

Palmer asked, "Any news?"

"No," Dua shook his head, "They all came here to trade with the people of Xitao, and until now, the protagonist of this banquet has not appeared."

"Noren Motley."

Jeffrey whispered, "The current navigator is also the owner of the Paradise."

"I learned from other people that, except for Norn's appearance a while ago, he disappeared mysteriously. Now these guests are also waiting for him. After all, the business needs to be discussed directly with him."

Dewar is really concerned about the original thing. Under Palmer's temporary guidance, this knowledge seeker has already looked like an intelligence officer.

"Oh, by the way, they also said that before Noren disappeared, he introduced another person to everyone."

"Who?"

Dewar recalled the strange name, "What is it... blue jay?"

"Blue Jay?"

Jeffrey thought the name sounded familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.

Palmer was stunned for a long time, and murmured, "You mean... a blue jay?"

"Well, that's right."

Palmer tried to suppress his voice, the excited tone echoing in his throat.

"Blue Jay!"

"Ah!"

Irwin turned his head and sneezed. It may be due to the weather. Even though the banquet hall was extremely warm, he was already an old man, and he still felt a little uncomfortable all over his body.

He wiped his nose with a tissue, and the joyous atmosphere flowed through the crowd on the dance floor. Seeing this scene, Irwin couldn't help but relax, followed by a sense of exhaustion. They stroked his cheeks, wanting to Take yourself to dreamland.

Irwin tried to pull himself together, and his eyes fell on the girl beside him, her eyes sparkled, looking at the crowd on the dance floor, Irwin guessed that she also wanted to join the dance, but she lacked a dance partner, and she lacked one enough to beat her. her dress.

Cinderella noticed Irving's gaze, and looked at him in turn, with a playful look on her face.

"Blue Jay?"

Looking at her raised eyebrows, Irving felt a headache.Noren shouldn't be so talkative.

"You're hiding it deep enough, Irwin."

As if she had found a new toy, Cinderella elbowed Irwin hard. Irwin looked decadent and avoided Cinderella's gaze.

"So... this is the secret you're hiding?"

Cinderella continued to ask, the two hadn't known each other for a long time, but both of them knew clearly that the other had a secret in their hearts.

She thought this was the secret that Irwin was hiding, but Irwin kept silent, he was too lazy to explain something to Cinderella.

Secrets are exchanged for secrets, but Irwin knows nothing about Cinderella.

Irwin said, "You look like you'd rather be in it than that."

Cinderella looked at the crowd, then looked down at herself, shook her head, "No."

"Aren't you used to so many eyes?" Irving talked about his fallacy, "Isn't it good to treat them as dead people?"

"Have you ever seen a talking, dancing dead man?"

"Hahaha."

After Irving laughed, he stood up slowly, "Since there's nothing interesting here, do you want to go out for a stroll?"

Cinderella pointed to the violent storm outside the porthole, "This kind of weather? Go out for a stroll?"

Irving asked back, "Have you gone out for a walk in this weather?"

"No."

"That's it, just take it as an achievement in life," Irving suddenly lowered his body, and said strange words, "Think about it, Cinderella, a life that doesn't take a stroll on the deck in a stormy day is a complete failure what!"

"I guess you often do a lot of stupid things on the grounds that 'you failed in life because you didn't do anything'."

Cinderella saw through Irwin at a glance, thinking that this guy really has something wrong with his mind.

Irwin didn't deny it, he nodded bluntly and affirmed Cinderella's words, and Irwin didn't reflect on anything, but continued to ask.

"go?"