Afterwards, things did not develop as smoothly as Cavendi had imagined. The town of Roma did not undergo any substantial changes after Cavendi returned. There are fourteen bedrooms on the second floor of the Sunset Tavern, where the Birmingham family now lives.
The old lady is also here.
More than two months have passed, and there is still no business in the Sunset Tavern. Jordan spends all day cleaning at the front desk with Zozo. Cavendi is accompanying his mother, Mrs. Castleman Birmingham, who was infected with the plague and became blind.
An eighty-year-old woman, all the middle-aged and elderly people in Roma Town will respectfully call her "Old Lady".
Half a month after returning to Rom Town, the four of them, Zoff, Tuofu, Dio and Isamanda, left the city of Constantinople again and headed to the port of Nakau in the Southern Continent to officially transport the first batch of white wine to the Sunset Tavern.
Only Zozo is left in the Birmingham family's fighting force in Roma Town. Norman and Shanon sat on the steps in front of the Sunset Tavern, each holding a half bottle of milk in their hands and watching the sunset. Shanon stretched herself with satisfaction.
, tilted his head and asked: "What are you going to do tonight? Are you still going to learn how to use a gun with Zuo Zuo?"
"Yes, you are idle anyway. Are you going to steal Mr. Patcono's pig again?"
"I don't know. Maybe I can learn how to mix drinks with Jordan. I can learn how to mix drinks in the future. After all, look at that Jordan guy, he is fifty years old at least. He might die one day. You and I will inherit this pub."
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Suddenly, a faint smoke penetrated into Norman's nose, and then a violent shudder hit the back of Shanon's head. Norman slowly raised his head, and Cavendi, who was holding a short cigarette, crossed his arms and looked at the two of them: "Kids, Jordan
You have very good ears. If you get angry if you are overheard and cannot make good orange juice, I will arrest you and feed you to pigs. Move to another place."
Norman stared at the two rings on Cavendi's right hand that shimmered in the setting sun. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva. If he got these two rings, he could go back to his parents. He always believed that
, his parents are still alive, everything is unknown, even if Brynn falls in front of him with a knife, but as long as Arthur is here, nothing is a problem, he can solve any trouble.
In Norman's heart, Arthur is no longer a mortal. After experiencing the battle in the Elf Forest Abyss, Arthur became a nightmare for other races in the Southern Continent. In that battle, Arthur took Geno and Andrew with him as a young boy.
Defeated many, defeated hundreds of orcs, goblins, elves, and humans with the power of demons, and finally captured the relics of the old gods.
From then on, the status of wizards in Nakau rose to that of ordinary people. They could walk on the streets, shop, drink, and sing at will without anyone causing trouble. And that incident was spread from ten to ten in Kaznoman.
For a few years, in the eyes of young Norman, his father was the most powerful man in the world.
First, Norman had to find a way to steal these two rings. In the past two months in Roma Town, he had tried to sneak into Cavendi's room while he was sleeping, but he was arrested before he even got close to Cavendi's bed.
The awakened Cavendi shot him with a gun and fled the room in panic. From then on, Norman never dared to enter Cavendi's room in the middle of the night again.
Cavendi sat down between the two children, looking at the two milk girls in big skirts opposite him with hazy eyes, took a deep breath from the Star Fireweed cigarette, and stretched out his hand in the void to grasp the sunshine.
"Let me tell you something. Ten years, give me ten years, and I will make the name of Birmingham resound in the city of Constantinople, just like it did fifty years ago. We will become the largest gang in Constantinople."
.Liquor, star fireweed, and even guns, I will snatch these businesses from Karl or other guys."
Shanon covered her head, but there was light in Cavendi's eyes. He needed a place to belong to, a place that would never abandon him. If the Birmingham family became such a gang, then the entire Constantinople
The city couldn't ignore him. He no longer had to lie alone in the ice and snow, surviving on the blood of small animals.
Cassidy continued: "Just now, Shanon was right about one thing." He paused, and without looking back, he pointed to the Sunset Tavern. Through the window, Jordan was wiping the tables and chairs there, and Sally was there.
Help him." Jordan is old, Ishan Manda will be forty in two years, not to mention Jeff, Zozotsov can't always stay in Constantinople City, Constantinople City discriminates against
Pig-headed men, I will let them take care of the business at sea, and Dio, he is getting married. This time he comes back, I will let him go back and get married. From now on, we will live a life of guns and blood. It is best not to let him get involved.
.Now you two look, who else is beside me?"
Cavendi reached into the inner pocket of his cotton and linen suit to take out another cigarette, but found that there was no more cigarette. He smashed it and said, "Ten years later, how old will Shanon be? Eighteen? Norman will be sixteen."
Right? You will reach adulthood at the age of 14 in the city of Constantinople. At that time, you will be the largest fighting force in Birmingham. What you have to do now is one thing. You two will use three years to become the leader of Rom Town.
Street boy."
Shannon and Norman looked at each other. Norman was obviously not interested. He stopped listening halfway through and lay down on the wooden steps, throwing the empty milk bottle in his hand into the sky as a plaything. Ten years passed.
God knows where he is. He might have gotten the ring back, found Liqi and returned to the Southern Continent. Shanon slapped her thigh: "What is a street boy, Boss Cavendi?"
Cavendi caught Norman's movements under his eyes. He took off the Hebrew ring on the middle finger of his right hand and deliberately threw it into the air. As soon as Norman saw that he was energetic, he sat up and wanted to grab the ring, but was distracted by his obvious height.
The dominant Cavendi took it firmly in his hand: "Norman, ten years, ten years, I will automatically return this ring to you, provided that you do as I say. Of course, you must not want to, right?"
, I will give you another feasible condition. If you can kill me within ten years, not only the ring will be yours, but all my preparations and wealth for the future will be yours."
Norman frowned and was about to say that he would not kill people, but thinking about the current world situation, in an era when anything is possible, no one can say what will happen to him. Norman knew very well that he could not say it like his father.
To do it, let the wizard stand in the sun and live freely. I don't have the courage. But I have a lot of tenacity. I will not give up on regaining the ring, nor will I give up on returning to my parents.
"I will really kill you." Norman's voice was very low, but the other two people sitting on the steps could hear it clearly. Shannon was a little unhappy, but Cavendi couldn't bear it.
Joy, he felt seriousness and pressure from Norman. The last time he felt this way was when he met Norman for the first time and wanted to kill him. At that time, Norman killed him with just one hand.
He flipped himself to the ground, and he was only seven years old. At that time, he saved his life because of his potential. He could feel that there was a madman sleeping in Norman's body, and all he had to do was to wake up this madman.
.What he doesn’t know is that this crazy energy comes from Arthur, the first-level murderous wizard who caused a sensation in the southern continent. If it weren’t for Brynn’s education, Arthur, who has been in a coma for many years, might have taught Norman to become a fighting madman, a fighting maniac.
A fighting talent even crazier than myself.
The six months that the two of them have been together has been long or short. Cavendi has always felt that Norman is like a delicate flower that has never experienced wind and rain, blindly yearning for an ideal state and thinking that everything is perfect.
It can be solved, but now, Norman actually said that he would kill himself, and he had not yet chosen the word to want such a vague concept. Cavendi knew that Norman, a guy with great potential, was starting to get serious.
A very interesting signal. Cavendi could no longer hold back his smile, and while laughing, he turned around and shouted: "Sally, bring some bottles of stronger licorice water, and then tell Zozo to catch two bison tonight.
Eat well!”
Shanon grabbed Norman's clothes through Cavendi: "Are you sick? Cavendi is a good man who gives us food and shelter, and you actually said you want to kill him?" Cavendi is just a big man
Laughing, I haven't seen him with such interest for a long time after the old lady became seriously ill. Norman pushed Shanon away: "But I will really kill him."
As soon as Shanon heard this, her teeth were almost broken. She threw herself at Norman and rolled into the mud on the street. The passers-by looked at the noisy Sunset Tavern. For a moment, it seemed that only Cavendi's smile was left on the street.
Voice.
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Night comes much faster in Roma Town than in Nakau. Before Five O'clock, there are no shops open on the street. Except for the two pubs in the town, there are tailor shops, grocery stores, butcher shops, and stables.
Closed. Generally speaking, the one in the south is obviously more lively than the Sunset Tavern in Cavendi, but it looks different tonight.
Sally enthusiastically danced the unique circle dance of Constantinople to the beat of the drummer. She was surrounded by Shanon and Jordan who were excitedly beating the beat. On several square tables put together, Zozo tore into the buffalo cattle.
Legs, Cavendi and Norman held their arms around their shoulders and sang excitedly, Old Jeff sprinkled salt on the bison beef, and even the old lady who had been in bed for a long time asked Cavendi to push her to the first floor to feel the atmosphere.
For more than eight months, Birmingham people have been depressed for too long. They need an outlet. Dozens of bottles of spicy licorice juice have been drunk. No wine makes people drunk, but everyone is drunk.
Norman staggered outside the tavern and sat down on the wooden steps. The smell of smoke and meat made him dizzy. He needed to take a rest. He felt a little nauseous. After a while, Shanon also came outside the door.
, seeing Norman, Shanon sat next to Norman without saying a word, and handed Norman a bottle of milk that had been opened yesterday. Norman was not polite, took it and drank it, and finally suppressed the vomiting feeling.
Turning to look at Shanon, he knew that Shanon had something to say to him.
Today was supposed to be a moonlit night, and the blue moon should be hanging high in the sky. However, the sky was cloudy, and there was no light except for the kerosene lamp used for lighting in front of the shop.
Shanon hesitated and finally spoke: "Norman, you don't have to do things you don't want to do against your will. I know those two rings are very important to you. If my status is high in the future, I will help you get the rings back."
."
Norman raised the milk bottle and toasted to the licorice juice that Shannon was carrying. Norman knew that Shannon didn't like the taste of licorice juice, but because Cavendi said that drinking this felt similar to wine, Shannon forced herself to like licorice.
juice.
"Shannon, thank you, but I still want to take it back for myself. I always remember that Cavendi shot my leg with a gun when we met. I will give it back to him. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore.