Quenched long order

Chapter 8 Dominance

Regis looked at the purple tent not far away, his dark eyes were full of suspicion, he touched his hooked nose, and said quickly: "Do you believe it? I'm a little worried. I remember that tent only appeared last month. The owner of the tent is said to be a mystic. He has a weird temper and refuses to accept many business calls."

Hearing what Regis said, the joyful expression on Kerry's face disappeared immediately, and he said in a mosquito-sized voice, "Could it be... because Regis, you have been looking for help and you were heard by the mystic, so you want to... lie to us?"

Regis nodded slightly, put his hand in his pocket, and after confirming that the belongings were not lost, he turned and looked at the exit inside the trading market, "Let's find another way. It's better to avoid contact with such unfamiliar people, let alone mystics. We won't know even if we are sold."

Hearing "sold", Kerry frowned, nodded quickly, and followed Regis a few steps outside.

The movements of the two were seen by Sauer. He still feels double images in front of his eyes, and his body is quite weak. He has an urge to sleep, but thinking that his purpose of coming to the trading market has not been achieved, he bites his tongue lightly to refresh himself.

He stood there and looked at the purple tent not far away. There was no signboard in front of the tent, and because of the remote location, it was almost impossible to see guests coming in and out. Occasionally, miners passed by, but they just passed by and didn't take a second look.Obviously, for the miners who need to venture into the mine, the excitement of wine, sex and gambling can relieve their boredom.

"Saul, let's go." Regis yelled.

Saul came back to his senses, he turned his head to look at the two, and opened his tired eyes with difficulty. When his eyes got used to it, he found that the position of the two was close to the guard. He wanted to say something, but felt a burning pain in his throat. He bent down quickly and put his hands on his knees.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and then Kerry's voice came, "Sauer, are you injured? Why don't you go back to rest first, and Regis and I will find someone later. You must not hold on."

Saul raised his head and looked at the kind-hearted blond boy in front of him. Then, he slowly straightened up and glanced at the thin Regis not far away. In his mind, Garland's deep blue eyes slowly emerged, and he already had some thoughts in his heart.

It seems that Garland asked me to go to Regis, which was also a last resort. From what I know so far, Regis should not be able to help Garland. The reason why I went to Regis is probably because Regis often goes to casinos and other places, and may have contacts with some dignitaries on the island, but in fact, Regis has no face to ask for help.Kerry is very kind and sensible, and just now he knew to ask the guards for help, but due to his age and personality, he probably couldn't really help.

If my guess is correct, in this group of four, the core of the core should be Garland, he is the support of the group of four, Kerry mainly plays the role of glue, Regis and Sauer are the backbone, but the relationship between the two is average, and there are even conflicts. Because of the relationship between Garland and Kerry, the two can stay in the same team.

No matter why I came here, I must survive first. The rule of this island is that the weak prey on the strong. If you want to have a stable environment, you must cooperate with others. At present, maintaining a team of four is the best way. Therefore, Garland must be rescued. Since Regis has no choice and people are not reliable, then I will be the leader of the team of four now.

"Kerry." Saul's voice was very steady, "Go and tell Regis, let's go and see the mystic."

Kerry froze for a moment, "But... well, okay... I'll tell him." He looked Saul up and down, with some doubts in his eyes, but soon, these doubts disappeared without a trace.He ran back and relayed Saul's words to Regis.Regis muttered a few words, then walked quickly towards Saul.

"Hey, let me say—" Regis was interrupted by Saul before he could speak.

"—Do you have any other options?" Saul looked at Regis coldly, his tone was serious, his back was straight, and the fatigue that was about to faint on the ground at any time just now had disappeared.

Kerry trotted over, his eyes kept moving on the faces of the two of them. Even he could already sense the smell of gunpowder in the air. With a smile on his face, he whispered, "Go and see...it's nothing. The money...is in our own hands..." After speaking, his voice became softer and almost inaudible.

The silence lasted for nearly three seconds. During these three seconds, Regis kept looking up and down at Saul. During this period, there was a disdainful smile on his mouth. However, until the end, he didn't say much, just nodded reluctantly.

Saul took the lead and walked towards the purple tent of the mystic. When Regis and Kerry couldn't see his face, he quickly closed his eyes to relieve the discomfort in his head, but he didn't stop. After walking two steps, he opened his eyes again and adjusted his direction naturally. He walked all the way to the purple tent before stopping.

The purple tent is not big, and there are some animal and plant patterns on the curtain, which gives people the impression of being small and exquisite. If it is in a place with more traffic, the business may be completely different. However, the fact is that the location of the tent is too remote, especially after nightfall, and the surrounding light is very dim, giving people the illusion of a dark trading place. The only source of light is the flickering candlelight inside the tent.

When Shaoer walked to the tent, he noticed that there were two small golden bells hanging on the white string above the door curtain. As long as a guest pulled up the door curtain, the bell would ring lightly to remind the people in the tent.

"Please come in." A clear female voice came from the tent, very polite.

Saul frowned slightly, and looked back. Regis and Kerry were also looking at him. After thinking for a while, he pulled up the door curtain and walked in with the crisp sound of the bell.

Inside the tent, the light was dim, and the only source of light was a white candle hanging above. Below the white candle was a square table with an island pattern on it. There was a white crystal ball on the table. Behind the crystal ball, a pale pink thin curtain blocked the view. Behind the curtain, a woman with long hair could be vaguely seen.

He looked left and right, and on the thin ropes on both sides of the tent, there were some processed...equipment, such as marinated fish, dried seagull skin, and so on.

"Are you looking for us?" Saul broke the silence.

Before the mystic could answer, Regis and Kerry followed into the tent.

"Can...can you help?" Kerry asked hastily as soon as he entered the tent.

"A mere miner, it's nothing to worry about..." the mystic said, her tone full of confidence. When she said this, she paused and continued: "...As long as you can ensure that he is not contaminated, I can guarantee that he can sleep in your own bed tonight. Of course, you need to pay some negligible price."

(End of this chapter)