Lord of the Mysteries: Traveler

The obviously weather-beaten boss happened to see Fren watching him, he was a little startled, his wrinkled face drew a slight smile, pointed at Fren with a stubby finger, and then pointed in front of him. The bar with a slight gap.

Fren walked to the bar closest to the boss for unknown reasons, ready to hear what the boss had to tell him.

Before Furen could ask a question, the rough boss said to Furen with a slightly rude tone: "Young son, at first glance, you are a newcomer to this kind of tavern. I haven’t seen a thousand but I have seen eight hundred in a year, come, let your uncle and I help you get started.”

When the boss spoke, he was full of alcohol and rushed to Fren along with the words. Fren didn't follow the boss's footsteps, didn't answer, just stood in front of the boss, looked at the entry on the bar, and said to the boss. : "A cup of 'Bright Galaxy'."

The boss tutted and said to the bartender, "Our kid still wants to pretend to be a prostitute to deceive the prostitute, okay, let's play along the way of the little boy, hahaha."

The boss's vulgar words caused vulgar laughter after another from the drinking guests around him. Furen suppressed his disgust for this boss, frowned slightly, and said nothing.

The boss then said to Fren, "Okay, it looks like you came to see me for something. Seeing that you are so good, if you have something, please tell me."

Fren resisted the thought of wanting to beat the boss, and said lightly, "I was introduced by a 'scholar'. As for what it is, I don't need to say more."

The boss had a somewhat surprised but confident expression on his face, and said to Fren, "Hey, 'scholar', this man has not heard of it for four or five years, he must be dead, are you his nephew? Or Son? Okay, Ober Wright, don't be lazy, you little bastard, get over here and take this kid to an empty pool room upstairs, and I'll be there."

Coincidentally, at this time, the bartender had already prepared the cocktail called 'Bright Galaxy'. After holding this blue-black wine with a little silver-white powder in the middle, Furen said nothing. Fatty followed the tavern boy, whom the owner called Ober Wright, upstairs.

However, the boy named 'Obo Wright' was not intimidated by Fren's indifferent face because of his anger, but said carelessly; "Hey, man! Your clothes look really good. Cool, I have seen people like you who are obviously not the same as us in the past few years. They were invited by the boss to the pool room upstairs. What the **** are you doing here in this tavern, tsk tsk tsk, I'm really curious, hahaha."

Fren didn't pay attention to what this little servant said at first, but after hearing a few years, his expression changed and he asked with a little curiosity; "Obo, when did you come to work in this tavern, tell me what you brought Someone like me."

Although Furen didn't answer Aobo's question, Aobo didn't seem to care, and continued to say cheerfully: "I'm talking about me, I'm an old man in this "Flaming Axe" bar, of course it's not that kind of treatment. I've been an old man for six or seven years, but I'm also a rare and skilled man in this bar, but I'm very appreciated by the boss - you don't see the boss always scolding me, but yeah, when it comes to doing things, the boss There's really no one to use but me."

Furen obviously felt that the guy named Aobo had a lot of words and didn't follow Furen's ideas, but just like this, Furen also understood that Aobo had never met his father, thinking about it, Martin was entering " The Flaming Axe was brought in by Martin's father at the time, but Furen had never heard of his grandfather.

But while Fren was thinking about it, Aobo said ramble: "...As for the nearest noble man who is very similar to you, hey, or the rich businessman, I saw it a month ago. One, that person is much colder than you, but he seems to be quite shrewd, and the boss choked uncomfortable after a few words. In the end, I led him here and let him have a deep conversation with the boss! Hey, talk Little brother, you people are mysterious, what are you looking for the boss to do?"

Having said that, Furen saw Aobo, who was obviously in a hurry, looking at him with expectant eyes, but Furen did not answer, but thought about it for a while.

During this period, Furen and Aobo came to an empty billiard room, Aobo pushed the door, and after Furen entered, Furen said with a playful smile on his face: "This matter is quite complicated. It's complicated, but it's easy to put it simply, in short, we're going to make some deals with the boss, but these deals can't be told to other people, and if the deal is made, then death will come at any time, And the government and the church will also regard you as a mortal enemy, so, do you want to hear it?”

Fren's playful smile made this eager guy's heart tremble, and he said with barely a calm expression on his face: "Che, you rich kids are all good at deceiving people, I don't care about Aobo so much, A qualified man would not inquire about the guests' secrets."

Then, he still muttered something: "I'm leaving first, but the boss wants to reuse me. I'm such a diligent person, I can't spend it with you here. I'm a little Wright who loves to work. The boss will come later."

Then, Aobo opened the door without admitting defeat, and closed the door at a very fast speed. There were footsteps outside the door.

Hearing the hurried footsteps, Fren couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, then glanced at the pool room, then picked up a chair at random, put the cocktail behind the table, leaned against the back of the chair, elbows Putting it on the billiard table, resting his head comfortably on his hands, while thinking about his next itinerary, he waited for the arrival of the hotel owner.

Less than ten minutes later, Furen heard the sound of the billiard room door being pushed open, so Furen picked up the wine glass and turned around to see the owner of the tavern come in.

The old-fashioned, but not old-fashioned boss didn't wait for Fren to speak first, and said with a little smile: "Okay, boy, you are so young, but you can give that ghost Aobo's cleverness to him. Frightened like this, although he is timid, you are the first among the guests brought by him."

Then, the boss continued without gasping for breath: "You want to become an Extraordinary? No, you should already be an Extraordinary, and the same was true when the 'scholar' first came. Okay, you can call me Sam Witos. We'll probably have a lot of dealings in the future."