This period of time.

Mod goes to the town to find prey every day.

After five days, a total of fifteen targets were hunted, an average of three per day.

The gain in physical fitness increases slowly like a snail, and it is estimated that there is still a long way from the second star frame.

However, in terms of sword techniques, there has been a significant increase, which is also related to Maud's special targeting of prey using swords.

It probably won't take long to condense the first star frame in terms of sword techniques.

As for the 4.5 million intelligence fee, Maud took only three days to get it and went directly to Yese Bar to let Tatarum start collecting intelligence.

In the next two days, Maud earned about 1.5 million Bailey.

I can only say that those pirates who can receive the reward order still have more or less money in their wallets.

That day, Thor returned to the store and filled the basement with barrels of wine.

In the short term, red-haired will no longer "grab" Thor's wine, and these wines are enough for Thor to drink until the New Year alone.

The one who returned to the store with Thor was also the long-lost Arthur.

“I’m on vacation today.”

After taking off his mask, Arthur, dressed in casual clothes, gave him the reason why he would come to the store.

In fact, no one asked him this question before.

Arthur leaned against the counter and chatted with Sunny.

Sunny's mind was obviously in the newspaper, but Arthur didn't care at all. Even if Sunny ignored him for a few words, it did not affect his own words.

On the side, Mod carefully recorded the image of Arthur's face, ready for any trouble.

This is a rare opportunity, because the funeralist usually wears a mask, so it is difficult to get a glimpse of the true face.

"Oh, by the way."

Arthur suddenly showed a mysterious smile.

Sunny paused, looked up at Arthur, frowned slightly.

Arthur lowered his voice and said, "A interesting thing happened in the pig factory last night. Do you want to know?"

“Not interested.”

Sunni's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Arthur shrugged and said seriously: "Sonny, Sanny, if you want to become stronger, you have to face the past so that you can face the future. But every time I talk about the pig factory, your reaction is always so obvious, which is a weakness."

"It has nothing to do with you."

Sunny looked cold.

Arthur sighed and said, "I did this to help you overcome your weaknesses."

After being uncovered by wantonly, Sunny stopped responding, but her eyes looked at Arthur even colder.

Seeing this, Arthur couldn't help but sigh: "It's really hard to be a good person these days."

At this time, Mod quietly came to Arthur's side, with a harmless smile on his face.

"Brother Arthur, I have always admired you."

"oh?"

Arthur turned his head and looked at Maud, with a smile flashing in his eyes: "Boy, do you have a good vision."

At the counter, Sunny looked at Maud, who suddenly came over to praise Arthur.

Maud looked at Arthur and said seriously: "There is nothing, mainly because Brother Arthur's profession makes me respectful."

"Hmm? That's it."

Arthur felt a little ill.

Mod respectfully said, "Yes, so I've always been curious, what prompted Brother Arthur, you to be an admirable cleaner?"

“…”

Arthur raised his eyebrows.

As a common profession in Crazy Hat Town, a polite pirate would be called a scavenger, and if you are not polite, you would be called a scavenger.

In essence, the nature of the work of a funeralist is indeed very close to that of a cleaner, but it is biased.

Therefore, no burialist wants to be called a cleaner in person.

Of course, Arthur was the same.

However, looking at Mode's heartfelt respectful expression, it was really hard to see a hint of mockery.

How could Arthur know that the job of cleaning is indeed respectable.

Seeing Arthur silent, Maud did not stop the topic.

"Also, aren't needlework all things women are good at? But the last time I saw Brother Arthur, you were so skillful in using needlework, which made me admire him."

"hehe."

Arthur forced a smile.

Just at this moment, Thor walked out with a pot of wine.

Seeing this, Arthur went straight to take the wine from Thor.

The reason why he came to the store specifically was to buy a pot of wine from Saul.

Now that he has received the wine, he left the weapon store without looking back.

Sunny watched Arthur leave, then looked at Maud with a smile in her eyes.

Maud leaned against the counter and said strangely: "Sonnie, you are usually very savage, why did you become silent when you get to Arthur?"

"Poisonous tongue? Is there any?"

Sunny wondered, without any self-knowledge.

"have!"

Mod said firmly.

On the side, Bailey couldn't help but nodded, and then thought to himself that something was wrong. He quickly looked at Sunny and found that the other party was not paying attention, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"oh."

But Sunny didn't take it seriously, responded casually, then picked up the newspaper and started reading it.

Mode smiled helplessly.

He probably guessed the reason.

I think it was the past experience that made Sunny very disgusted with Arthur's intentional mention of the pig factory in front of her.

Mode wanted to have a deeper understanding, but after asking questions, it would inevitably uncover Sunny's scars, so he gave up.

That night.

During supper, Thor took out a bucket of wine generously.

He had just moved back a bunch of wine and was free of psychological burden when he squandered it.

The wine tastes really good.

After all, it is something worth a special trip from Red Hair.

A two-year-old and a fat weasel were drinking, but in a short while he killed a barrel of wine.

"You little thing, you have a good alcohol tolerance."

Thor looked at Bailey lying lazily on the table in surprise.

"It's OK, hiccup"

Bailey said and hiccupped.

For a moment, the table was filled with a stronger aroma of wine.

Sunny poured Bailey a big bowl of wine, looking forward to watching Bailey's increasingly plump swimming rings.

"Ha ha."

Thor laughed loudly and prepared to bring another bucket of wine.

"Today, I'll drink him until he gets drunk!"

"good!"

Hearing Thor's words, Bailey suddenly stood up, as if I could fight for another 300 rounds.

Being infected by such an atmosphere, Mode couldn't help but drink a few more drinks.

I was drunk a little while after drinking this.
To be continued...