A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 63 How about carrying it on your back?

It's not that Arthur didn't go to Jamie first, but that the person who knew the location of this sect made an appointment with Arthur in the afternoon.

He had to know the place to go and bring Jamie back.

Arthur hurried out of Preliss's room, telling Blake as he passed the front desk that the matter had been resolved.

Just as Arthur was about to leave.

"Oh, it has to be you, Arthur. By the way, have I told you? I still need more maids here. After all, the store is getting busier and busier now." Blake looked at Arthur and looked like he was about to leave. He quickly stopped and said.

"Just go to Kieran for this kind of thing and ask him to find someone for you."

Seeing Arthur's body covered in dust, Blake said again:
"Did you go to the livestock auction house before you came here? Mr. Morgan, if you are in a hurry to meet the lady, then I suggest that you should freshen up and shave your beard. Listen, I'm a regular at the Smithfield pub, so I have no problem getting my hair done there. But if you're going to see Quentin the barber, I'd suggest you go somewhere else because he always looks dazed. He looks sleepy, so be careful about your neck if you ask him to shave."

Arthur didn't know why, but the people around him always seemed to be talkative.

Although Blake was nagging a little, Arthur still followed his advice and looked at himself in the mirror nearby.

It is true that the beard has grown and needs to be trimmed, and my clothes and pants were splashed with mud at some point.

As for Blake's advice on how to impress a lady, Arthur felt that he had to listen to it.

Although I don't know why Blake mentioned this, could it be that Arthur had the word 'meeting women' written on his face?

But then again, this damn Valentine, apart from the smell of sheep that will never go away, is the sludge mixed with horse urine and manure.

Arthur actually misses his previous life in Blackwater Town and Coulter Village camps now.

As for washing and dressing up, Arthur thought about it for a while.

Because he had to go to do some errands later, Arthur decided to come back after finishing his errands, take a shower, change into clean clothes, trim his beard, and finally go to see Mary.

"Okay, thank you for your suggestion. I still have things to do, Blake. Remember, you can go to Kieran directly for such small things as lack of people and things. I'll go first." Arthur finished He waved his hand and left the hotel.

After exiting, turn left directly.Arthur came to the butcher's stall next to the hotel. When Bob the butcher saw someone passing by, he immediately began to greet someone seriously:
"How much fresh venison would you like, sir?"

Tsk, words.

Don’t ask if you want it, but how much you want.

Arthur said with a playful attitude:
"Fresh venison? Jacob, the owner of the grocery store, told me that if I buy meat from you, I will buy rotten meat that you carefully prepared."

"Fuck, Jacob Voss, this bitch not only has a bad poker hand, but also has a bad mouth no matter how he does business! Don't believe this gentleman..." Bob the Butcher said as he put his feet on the ground. A large piece of meat was kicked inside.

"Okay, I was just joking. Someone told me to come here to get a note from you at this time?" Arthur smiled and told the real purpose of his visit.

When Butcher Bob heard what Arthur said, he finally realized that the man in front of him was not here to buy anything.

Bob skillfully took out a small piece of paper from under the stall and handed it to Arthur and said:
"Sir, this is for you. Next time you buy meat, come to me. That guy Jacob is not kind. You must not believe what he says. He is a bad poker player who is always a loser. He always says We are liars and pranksters. Just tell me, how can you believe what people like this say? Listen to me and come to me to buy meat next time. You are right. Or if you have fur or something, I will take it here."

Arthur just nodded, opened the oily note in his hand and read it. The message on the note was very simple: 'Ceronian Cult, top of Fortress Mountain. '

After reading it, Arthur put the note away. Although he didn't know what the Chelonian Cult was, he finally knew where their camp was. He turned and went back to the hotel door to untie the horse from the hitching post. Get on the horse and head towards the fortress mountain.

In fact, Arthur forgot here. He should actually know about the Cheronian sect. In the previous newspaper, the news reported on this sect and called it a 'cult'. At that time, Arthur just glanced at it because I wasn't interested so I didn't take a closer look. It's just not surprising that I don't remember it now.

When Arthur arrived at Fort Mountain, it was not too late. After asking several passers-by along the way, Arthur found the dirt road leading to the top of Fort Mountain.

How to describe the fortress mountain in front of him, Arthur can only think of one sentence, that is, there are really many stones.

The walk up the mountain was okay, but it was a climb after all. Arthur felt sorry for his horse Carrot, so he didn't walk too fast.

As for talking about coming down and leaving?Please, if you don’t want to ride a horse, would you like Arthur to carry it on its back?
Don't ask why Arthur complained so much, because on the way up the mountain, he also met a woman. This woman was strange. I'm afraid she was not the No. 1 animal protection animal in the western United States. She kept looking at Arthur who was riding a horse. She pointed, as if he was riding a horse and it was a heinous thing, but Arthur ignored her anyway.

I just scolded her in my heart.

(End of this chapter)