The morning sun had risen, and Benedy looked at Angelica sitting on the ground crying with interest.
"...After I came here, I saw the wanted notice on the city gate. I thought that since the person escaped temporarily, there should be something valuable left behind."
Angelica's eyes were red and swollen, and she seemed a little unhappy when she felt the sunlight.
"Then you found out where Matthew lives? Then you found out that he moved in before the lease expired?" Benedy added.
"Yeah." Angelica nodded.
"How many gold coins have you earned in the past six months?" Benedy asked.
"Big, about 10 gold pieces..."
"Give it to me." The white gloves were placed in front of Angelica's eyes.
"Wha, what? What did you say?" Angelica looked at Benedy in disbelief. She covered her chest pitifully, as if she had encountered some inhuman experience.
"Mental damages, as well as paying the rent for the landlord." There was a hint of speechlessness in Benedy's eyes. This stupid woman had earned so much money in half a year.
"Damn it, you are forcing me to die with you!" Angelica's eyes flashed fiercely, and her fangs were exposed again.
Benedy raised his crutch and pointed behind Angelica, and said slowly: "Look behind you."
Angelica was stunned and looked back, only to see a towering building with incomparable splendor suddenly appearing in front of her eyes.
"If you don't pay, I'll hang you on the top of the Louis Church to bask in the sun for a day." A human actually said something that only a devil would say.
"..." Angelica was a little silent.
...
After a while, Benedy lowered the brim of his hat, playing with a bulging money bag in his hand, and holding a black cane in his white gloves.
A brown-haired girl in a torn dress followed behind Benedy with her head lowered.
Benedy walked towards a bull-faced orc, and when the two of them bumped into each other, Benedy's face froze.
"Excuse me, sir." The bull-faced orc said to Benedy in a serious manner, and then scratched his big head to show his innocence.
"It's okay. I praise your attitude. May Pan's divine joy envelope you." Benedy shook his head and blessed the orc.
Pan is the god that almost all orcs believe in. He has no religion or organization. Pan is the mountains and forests, happiness, dancing, and an excellent composer.
The bull-faced orc's face was a little dull. He didn't expect that a human gentleman with an extraordinary temperament would say such a blessing to him.
You must know that in Lenaras, a person's belief cannot be easily changed. Once you believe in an existence, you will always be his believer.
"I praise your magnanimity, and may Pan's happiness accompany you." The bull-faced orc said to Benedy with a complicated expression.
After Benedy left for a while, the orc ran over in a panic, holding a money bag in his hand and said to him: "Sir, you dropped your things, please keep them carefully."
The orc left in a hurry, received the blessing, and then did something hypocritical. This was a serious sin. He had to return the property to its original owner, and it might take him a long time to wash away his sins afterwards.
"That stupid cow is so stupid that he believed your lies!" Angelica came forward and furtively looked at the two money bags in Benedy's hands.
"Some things will hit your feet when you move them, but he can't even pick up the really precious and light things." Benedy shook his head and said.
Benedy opened another money bag and looked at it, only to see that it was filled with gold coins. He had no faith, so he came here easily.
"Wow." Angelica looked at the money bag in Benedy's hand with bright eyes.
"You already have so much money, why don't you give me back my share?" Angelica followed Benedy unsteadily.
Benedy glanced at her from the corner of his eye, turned his hand, and put the money bag away.
"One yard for another, what's his is his, what's yours is yours." Benedy patted the dust on his hands, "Also, how long are you going to follow me?"
Angelica followed him along the way and had almost reached Matthew's rental house.
"I, I don't have anywhere to go... I don't have any money, I have to work tomorrow..." Angelica counted her misfortunes on her fingers.
"But can you solve these problems if you follow me?" Benedy looked at Angelica in confusion.
"It seems... impossible." Angelica stood there blankly, and for a moment she even forgot to avoid the increasingly dazzling sunlight.
Gradually, he distanced himself from Angelica, and Benedy ignored her and returned to the room. Although it was still early, all this trouble had already made him sleepy.
Benedy, who was a little angry, was actually secretly unhappy. The suicide bomb was also intended to teach Angelica a lesson for overestimating her abilities.
Speaking in Elvish, Benedy rummaged through Butch's stomach space to find something edible, such as a few slices of buttered bread with an attractive aroma, paired with a bottle of well-preserved fresh milk.
"Eh? Where are all the things I have to eat?" After searching for it, Benedy suddenly pulled a white pillow and asked, "What's going on?"
He touched the wet marks on it and couldn't help but smile. This smile was silent, but it also showed Benedy's helpless and playful mood.
"What do you mean? Do you want me to wash your pillow?" Benedy shook his head and took out a bottle of cleaning fluid from the storage space.
After rubbing it, Benedy hung the washed pillow on the window sill of his room. In the process, he saw a lonely figure squatting on the roadside downstairs, with the sun shining directly on her.
Feeling a little hungry, Benedy simply tidied up the house and went downstairs, preparing to buy some ingredients and breakfast nearby. Since he planned to relax for a while, he couldn't lack everything he needed.
After putting on his fedora, Benedy went out with his crutches. When he passed the vampire lady on the way, she didn't move. It seemed that her computer was down, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her mind.
There were many shops and vendors nearby in the residential area. Walking on the somewhat dirty streets and passing through the crowd, Benedy came to a bakery.
"The sliced bread in the early morning must be the most delicious. Please give me slices of bread for two people, Mrs. Breen." Benedy was at the end of the queue, and a middle-aged man at the front smiled and said to the bakery.
the lady said.
"Do you smell honey, Mr. France?" Mrs. Breen looked at the gentleman in front of her doubtfully.
"What's wrong, has anyone eaten honey?" France nodded his fedora hat.
"It seems to be the taste coming from your mouth, sweet and greasy!" Mrs. Breen glared at France and handed him the piece of bread in her hand.
"Hahaha."
"hehe......"
The men in the queue behind all burst into suppressed laughter. The men behind him stopped talking sweetly, and soon it was Benedy's turn.
"Hello, madam, please give me a piece of bread for one...two people." Benedy's voice was a little hoarse, which was Gatlin's second characteristic.
"Okay sir, you seem to be new to me?" Mrs. Breen habitually wanted to chat with the guests.
"This is my first time coming to Cupina. I heard it has good scenery and delicious food, but I came here this time to attend the funeral of my best friend Luther." Gatling Dodge must be very sociable.
"I'm sorry, this is your bread, it costs five cents in total." Mrs. Breen sighed and said regretfully.
"Thank you." Benedy handed the five silver coins to the other party, said hello and left.