Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 430 New Year

The two came to the Intis-style restaurant that they had reserved, and enjoyed the Intis meal that Angel had fondly remembered for having eaten it once in Trier. They opened a bottle of Sunia blood wine on the recommendation of the waiter.

After tasting the appetizers, main dishes, and desserts that were infused with the Rhoside Islands style and were a bit overly sweet, Klein wiped his mouth with a napkin, took a sip of blood wine, and began to comment habitually:

"The meat quality of Sunian lobster is good, but the spices are too much and too complex, which masks the taste of the ingredients themselves. The foie gras sauce is a bit sweet. This is definitely not the authentic Intis flavor. It should be combined with the Loen people. The taste has been adjusted to some extent. After all, most people who travel here like this..."

Although his voice was not loud, it was still heard by the waiter passing by, so that when the waiter came to help pour the wine, he looked a little unhappy.

“…But it’s definitely different from what I had in Trier, and it’s a lot more expensive, well, maybe it’s because of the premium in this special period.”

Angel drank the thick, sweet and sour blood wine in one gulp, and also commented critically on this restaurant, but the focus was on the price.

Finding that the wine bottle on the table had bottomed out, Klein's eyelids twitched, as if he was remembering a certain night that he couldn't look back on. Seeing that Angel wanted to invite the waiter to open a bottle of wine, he quickly said:

"Aren't you going to the Municipal Square later? Just finish this bottle."

"Are you worried about me getting drunk?"

Angel asked with a smile on his lips, but he still put down his hand to summon the waiter.

No, I'm afraid I'll get drunk... Klein cursed and took this opportunity to quickly settle the bill.

The crimson moon had already risen when the two left the restaurant, and the streets were even more lively. In addition to tourists wearing different clothes and coming from different places, even the locals of the Rhoside Islands, who were rarely seen at night, also joined the celebration. .

Klein burped secretly and realized the "stamping power" of Sunia's blood wine. Fortunately, although his extraordinary physique was not as good as that of Angel next to him, he still had a strong tolerance for this alcohol. Apart from feeling a little excited, there was no more discomfort.

Following the advancing crowd, they soon arrived at the Municipal Square, the main venue for Bayam's New Year celebrations. They were a little disappointed to find that the wonderful New Year's Eve event in the promotion looked extremely messy due to the crowds, imitating the founding of Backlund. The floats set up for the Japanese parade were blocked in the middle of the road before they had even taken a few steps, and the order of the celebration fireworks was also affected, making the fireworks that are said to be able to read the New Year's greetings as difficult to read as the diary of Emperor Russell.

Angel, whose expectations were in vain, was like a balloon that had been deflated. He and Klein broke away from the crowded crowd, turned a few corners, and came to a wide street.

At the end of the road, a very large building stood. It was painted bright red and brightly lit. The door was filled with carriages of different styles. Noisy shouts and seductive music could be heard faintly from inside the door.

It is the "Red Theater", Bayam, and even the most famous brothel on the five seas...

A large number of sailors and pirates have saved their money for several months just to sleep here for one night, and countless tourists from Loen and Intis also come here.

From time to time, pirates with high bounties on their heads are arrested here, but these desperadoes still continue to follow.

The two looked at each other awkwardly, then turned around and changed directions in a tacit understanding.

"I heard Daniz comes here often."

Klein said suddenly.

If you say this and he hears it...well, he doesn't seem to dare to say anything.

Angel, who came out of the disappointment, suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up. He glanced around and found a carriage surrounded by many people. His curiosity suppressed his persecution of Daniz and with restraint Ryan stepped closer to watch.

One side of the four-wheeled carriage is completely open, and a large circular turntable is placed inside, with different numerical symbols drawn on it. Whenever a tourist nearby buys a lottery ticket, the host will turn the huge wheel. After it comes to a complete stop, the location pointed by the pointer is the reward for the participant. Of course, most of them are just simple prizes, which are far less than the price of 2 suler per trip.

"I've seen this kind of street carousel game in Trier...Mr. Azik also mentioned that they should price it in Felkin, not Suler..."

Angel whispered to Klein.

The latter watched with some interest as tourists paid for tickets at the instigation of their companions, and then got their own cheap prizes with an eager expression on their faces.

After a moment, he turned his head and asked Angel:

"Want to give it a try? I've observed it, and there doesn't seem to be any trap that reduces the probability of winning."

"But didn't you just lose 30 pounds at Bayam's casino? By the way, there was also the White Onyx..."

"So this time it's up to you."

"But my luck has always been bad..."

Angel is no longer interested in this kind of game of chance. She carries a "good luck" pistol. Although she doesn't seem to have encountered any strange bad luck recently, she still has the experience of causing carriage breakdown every time she travels in Backlund. He was still frightened, and beside him, Klein was sure to lose every bet. If he went up to buy lottery tickets, he might only get a matchbox with a commemorative design of Blue Mountain Island.

Seeing that Angel was reluctant, Klein thought for a moment and continued to persuade:

"Let's add some chips. If you can indeed draw the grand prize, I will win. If there is only a commemorative prize, you will win. The bet is a requirement."

This succeeded in arousing Angel's interest. Although she had already guessed what this so-called "request" was when she saw Klein's meaningful smile, she still agreed out of trust in the magical item on her body.

After another participant took away his own souvenir, Angel stepped forward and handed over two 1 sole bills, giving him a chance to play the game.

"Can I turn it myself?"

She asked, and after getting the consent, she turned the circular turntable made of iron sheet vigorously, watching the symbols representing different rewards on it pass under the pointer, and finally stopped at the pattern of two circular frames and a horizontal bar. superior.

"Glasses... let me take a look." The host, who had been carried away by the endless cheap souvenirs, flipped through the book in front of him before finding the prize. "Congratulations to this lady, the second prize, a gold pen worth 5 pounds!"

Ah, did you really win?

Angel looked at Klein in confusion, and the latter also raised his eyebrows in surprise, but soon broke out into a smile.

This prize seemed to once again activate the desire of the surrounding tourists to participate. They rushed to buy the prize tickets, and Angel returned to Klein with the beautifully shaped pen, which was obviously not worth 5 pounds. "Does the second prize also count?"

Somewhat discouraged, she stuffed the pen into the front pocket of Klein's windbreaker and checked again unwillingly.

"Of course it counts, it's the 'second prize'."

Klein repeated the host's words, and the smile on his lips could no longer be concealed, making Angel suspect that everything from the moment he came to the street in front of the Red Theater was the conspiracy of this "soothsayer".

"So, what is your request?"

She curled her lips and asked in a lowered voice.

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It was already late at night when he returned to the luxurious suite of "Azure Wind" from the celebration. Angel changed out of the clothes he had taken out, and after washing, he returned to the living room, feeling a little nervous but also a little amused as he waited for Klein.

She originally thought that the other party would make some demands that were embarrassing but at least expected of her, but she didn't expect that Klein would just ask her to wait with him on the balcony for the church bell to ring at zero o'clock.

"boom--"

When there were only a few minutes left before zero o'clock, a subtle sound of flames bursting out, and Klein opened the bathroom door and walked out.

He couldn't have come back from outside using "Flame Jump"... Angel didn't expose him, but obediently followed him to the balcony and waited in the cold wind at night.

"Okay, there are only two minutes left. It's time to tell me why you asked me to wait here, right?"

Angel crossed his arms and asked with confusion and expectation.

"At first, I just wanted you to try that roulette game, but after winning that request, I decided to use this opportunity to give you a little surprise."

In the half month after going to sea, Klein has been playing the role of the cold yet somewhat crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow. Even if he is in front of Angel, he will return to his original character, but it is always difficult to be himself. The so-called "just acting".

It was only at this moment that he completely transformed back into the somewhat awkward and shy boy who met Angel for the first time in Tingen City and reacquainted him in Backlund, with a real smile without any "acting" on his face.

"surprise?"

Angel subconsciously looked outside the balcony. Below were the somewhat deserted streets and stacked low buildings. The calm sea in the distance reflected the crimson waning moon.

In the dark vision, a sneaky figure flashed past in the corner of the street.

It's "Fire Flame" Danitz...

As soon as Angel recognized the short blond hair, his attention was drawn back by Klein coughing slightly.

"Ahem, surprise means..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "boom" behind Angel, and a red flame trailing black smoke rose into the sky and exploded at a high place. Dots of light scattered in the wind and scattered around.

Boom, boom.

Continuous explosions sounded, and beams of flames rose up from the street, rising up, exploding into colorful lights in her eyes, illuminating the deserted streets that were attracted by the celebrations in the city, and illuminating her high spirits. face.

Compared to the grand but chaotic celebration in the Municipal Square just now, this simple private fireworks party made Angel's mouth curl up in a beautiful arc. She reflected these exploding and scattered light spots in her eyes, and then Turning back, he looked at Klein who was muttering "Why did he light it up in advance?"

"Happy New Year!"

Angel took the initiative to open his arms and embraced the "magician" who used "a request" to create another New Year's Eve fireworks for her who was disappointed with the Municipal Square celebration.

"I should be the one to say this, why did you get ahead of me..."

Klein smiled, hugged Angel with his backhand, and whispered in her ear:

"Happy New Year."

Boom——

The last firework was ignited in the flames released by Daniz, who was a little impatient. It roared into the sky and bloomed brilliantly.

At the same time, the heavy, dull bells of the Wave Church rang in the distance.

The new year has arrived.

　Provincial flow: 3/10 points, transitional stamp, identified as industrial saccharin.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)