Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 3 Hunter, Hiding in the City of Hope
After Altaïr left, Gagran yawned and tried to sleep on.However, at this moment, the wind chimes at the door rang again.

"Damn..." Gagaran complained, looking up at the door.What's the matter with Altaïr?She ran through her hair irritably.

However, it was not Altaïr who entered this time.

A woman with pale blond hair and blue eyes was gently closing the wooden door.She was tall, about the same size as Altaïr.

She was wearing a wide, hooded cloak that half-hidden her face.If Altaïr was still here, he would have recognized this person immediately.

"Can't you come during business hours, Venata?" Gagaran sighed heavily. "As a bar owner, the upside-down life of black and white has caused immeasurable damage to my skin, and now you want to shorten my rest time!"

"Sorry, Gegelan." Venata apologized very politely, "But you also know that, as the executioner of the Zmang party, if you come here when the bar is open, it may affect your business. .”

"The main source of income for this bar of mine is not the wine, but the commission from Extraordinary parties..." Gagaran continued to complain, but his voice was much softer.

"If you think it's not good, I'll pay attention next time." Venata looked at Gagran sincerely, her blue eyes flickering, she was really pretty.

"That's not what I meant... Forget it." Gagran shook her head vigorously. Venata has changed for some reason recently. Although she fought fiercely before, she was surprisingly sincere to people, but recently she is still very sincere to people. Very sincere, but can block others from speaking. "Have a glass of 'half and half'?"

"Hmm." Venata took out two five soli banknotes and pushed them over. "By the way, tell me what's going on recently."

Gagaran put away the banknotes and nodded. "You'd better restrain yourself from your recent activities. Those gangs have entrusted me with two hundred pounds to buy your head."

"It's a surprise. In their eyes, I'm only worth two hundred pounds." Venata shrugged. "Then, is there anyone who picks it up? Of course, if it's those ordinary thugs, it doesn't matter if they pick it up or not."

"Hmm. The opponent is probably at Sequence 9. He is very good at fighting, whether it is assassination, shooting or fighting. He is good at sneaking in the shadows, and then kills with one blow." Gagaran reported the news of Altaïr as if nothing happened. .

Ge Gelan from Black Street is known as "Answer all questions". She only listens to secrets, but she will not help others keep them unless the person is willing to pay extra.It stands to reason that doing this is enough to kill her dozens of times, but she still has nothing to do, still running the "Crucible and Top Hat" tavern in the East District, and organizing a wild Extraordinary party.

"It sounds very interesting." Venata pinched her finger bones and made a clicking sound. "I'm looking forward to it. I hope he can still maintain his masculinity when I catch him."

"Maybe. By the way, there is a party tonight. Would you like to come and see?"

Gagran put the mixed wine on Venata's table.

"Yeah. Just right, I have to buy something to prepare." Venata picked up the glass and drank it down.

"God, it's a waste to give you a cocktail." Gagran watched with some heartache as the other party swallowed the cocktail like a cow chewing a peony, and finally picked up the lemon slice from the cup and threw it into his mouth to chew. Swallowed in disbelief.

"If you drink like this next time, you will only be spoiled by Southwell beer when you come here." Gagaran warned.

"Okay, okay, but if there is a next time, I mean if, can you replace the Southwell beer with Blackland or Lie Langqi?"

Venata hastily laughed along with her.

"Don't even think about it," Gaggan glared at her angrily, "and don't say I didn't warn you, you'll be found drunk and drowned in the Tussock River sooner or later!"

"If the guy who picked me up is a little more handsome and gentle, I don't mind using my spare heat." Venata stretched her waist, revealing her slender waist and attractive curves. Of course, there is also a gap around her waist. Saw knife and blowpipe.

"You're crazy about men." Ge Gelan glared at her, "I think you're at that age, how about finding someone to marry?"

"Looking for someone to marry? Here? In the East End? Are you kidding me?"

Venata shook her head like a rattle, "The men here are bachelors who only know how to drink and can't even cook. Those who live an honest life have long been overwhelmed by life. Those who have the energy to find women They're all gangsters, and they're just out to indulge. That kind of person might as well find a steel pipe to marry, it's strong and durable, and you can pick it up and swing people in a fight."

"Look for a steel pipe to marry, I like that."

Ge Gelan burst out laughing, took out the wine glass and poured himself a glass.

"When you get married, you must send me an invitation card. I want to see which man chooses your steel pipe."

"So, how about toasting the steel pipe?" Venata blinked playfully.

"Toast the steel pipe." The two picked up their glasses and drank it down.

"However, don't you Fusac don't pay much attention to these things?" Ge Gelan tried his best to raise his heavy eyelids, "Why do you think about male virtue when you really look for a man?"

"We Fusac attach great importance to these things, regardless of Intis." Venata stretched out her slender index finger to pick at the remaining ice cubes in the glass, "And I don't know anything about housework, there must be some Individuals can do it."

"Then how about hiring a maid? It doesn't cost much to do chores."

Gagaran recalled the price proposal Altaïr had mentioned.

"That's not okay, what if he and the maid run away?"

Venata pursed her lips and replied.

"Actually, a manservant is also fine."

"But if the valet is too handsome, I'm afraid I'll run away with him..."

"Then you're still single." Ge Gelan made a helpless expression, "Okay, now that you've chatted and drank, it's about time to go back and pack up and prepare for the party at night, I have to sleep now .”

Venata made a gesture of letting go, and immediately stood up, straightened the belt hanging on the meat cleaver and blowing arrow, and prepared to leave here.

"By the way, I have another question." A somewhat frivolous whistle sounded, and Gagaran's voice came from behind, "What if the guy who takes this task is a handsome guy who fits your aesthetics? You will fall in love with that guy ?"

"Well, maybe." Venata stopped and thought for a while, "If he dies honestly, I will fall in love with him."

Walking out of the bar, Venata pulled the hood of her cloak down to cover her face.

Originally, she planned to have something to eat at the bar, but judging by Ge Gelan's appearance, it was obvious that she didn't intend to make a small meal for her at this time.So after thinking about it, she decided to find a small restaurant to fill her stomach first, then rest there for a while, and then go directly to the Extraordinary party at the bar in the evening.

At the same time, in a small hotel, Audrey Hall took out a gold-cased pocket watch and checked the time. Then she waved her hand gently, and sealed the room with a spiritual wall. Eyes whispered silently:

"A fool who does not belong to this age;"

"The mysterious ruler above the gray mist;"

"The Yellow and Black King of Good Luck."

A moment later, the crimson light flickered, and the gray mist surged like a tide, enveloping her spirit, rushing into the ancient bronze temple like a beam of light, and landed on the seat corresponding to the "Justice" card. superior.On the opposite side of her and around her, the same seven crimson rays of light also landed on their respective positions.

Audrey subconsciously looked at the top of the long bronze table. That position was still empty, opposite to the empty seat at the end, which looked a bit desolate.

Taking a deep breath, Audrey stood up and lifted her skirt, and saluted lightly towards the empty seat. Everyone also stood up to follow suit, as if this was a customary ceremony.

"...Good afternoon, Mister Fool."

"Then, as usual, report on the completion of your respective missions."

"The Hanged Man" Alger Wilson cleared his throat and began to talk about his experience.

"This week, the Youlan Avenger continues to sail near the sea line, and continues to try to find the entry point of the western continent. We are currently traveling along a route called the 'sea line' by sailors. Once we deviate from this route to the west If it is not for these wonderful crops that produce wine and meat, my ship The fleet cannot support such a long-distance voyage."

Having said that, he nodded slightly to the "Hermit" Cattleya.The other party thought of the druid on his ship, couldn't help but smiled bitterly, and waved his hand to express that he didn't need to take it to heart.

"My dependents in Backlund wrote to me saying that the mass production of the miraculous potion is going smoothly, and they seem to have found a way to achieve the effect of some of the main materials of Sequence Nine through the weak spirituality in ordinary materials, but It’s not quite stable yet. As for the encirclement and suppression of the Rose School of Thought, I’m currently working with the couriers of the “World” and haven’t made any major moves yet.”

"Moon" Emlyn White spoke with some pride.

"The integration of the residents of the City of Silver into Bayam has also gone smoothly. The Church of the Storm has maintained a tacit acquiescence to our actions, and we have not had any conflicts with them when we preached."

"The Sun" Derrick Berg said not to be outdone.

(End of this chapter)