Now, Boluoge is sitting in the restaurant in the Skydome Castle. The long table is filled with local specialties, and the aroma is fragrant, but Boluogo has no intention of tasting the food.
Aimu, Church, and Palmer were seated at the long table one after another, and there were also a few guys whom Bologna didn't know. But in general, compared with this spacious restaurant, these people still seemed...
Somewhat lonely.
Of course, it was only visually deserted, but the atmosphere in the restaurant was quite cheerful. Church had a serious look on his face. Unlike the other tourists, he had a mission and had to maintain a serious work attitude.
Aimu was very interested in Lycra. It is normal for children to like furry things. When she tasted something delicious, she called Lycra who was hiding in the corner to sneak over and feed it some.
Relying on the purchase of food, Aimu's new friend's reputation in Laika's eyes has almost reached its full potential.
Palmer seemed a little reserved. He had obviously returned to his home, and he should relax, but this guy was full of nervousness now...Brogo didn't think this nervousness came from the owner of the castle. The castle.
The host paid no attention to Palmer.
"You must be the famous Borogo Lazarus!"
The owner of the castle, Palmer's father, and now the head of the Clerks family...a man with many honorific titles, was toasting to Bologg with a smile on his face.
Boluogo couldn't refuse and drank with him. The man looked very young, which was probably due to his youthful mentality. There were only some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, indicating the passage of time.
The other party made a heroic drinking sound, patted Boluogo on the shoulder with a maniacal laugh, and praised Boluogo for being an immortal and having a really good body.
Boluogo showed a false smile and responded to the man's words.
After working for so long, Boluogo always felt that he would never find a "sales" job, but now he feels like a salesman, singing and dancing with customers at the wine shop.
Boluogo couldn't figure out whether this was travel or work, and he couldn't even tell when he entered such a strange quagmire.
It was clear that he had arrived in Fengyuan Highlands for less than a few hours, but he felt that he had spent several weeks here, and his sense of time was stretched infinitely.
The owner of the castle next to him was still holding hands with him. From a certain point of view, he and Palmer were indeed father and son. Bologna felt that he was simply facing a middle-aged version of Palmer.
Then Boluogo realized one thing deeply: the construction of individual personality is inseparable from the environment in which he grows up.
Bologg's past experience was rough and he faced too many cruel things, so he created Bologg's cold and efficient expert attitude. Aimu became a little stubborn because of Teda's crazy fantasy. Fortunately, Aimu is still alive.
Just a kid, with plenty of time to reshape, and Palmer...
No wonder Palmer is like this, and you can't blame him, after all, it will be difficult for anyone to grow up healthily with this father.
With his eyes lowered and staring at the shaking wine glass, Bologo recalled his first meeting with the owner of the castle a few hours ago.
With Burlogo's current vocabulary, it is difficult for him to evaluate the scene of the first meeting. If he had to make an analogy, he can only say that it was very Palmer's style. No, it should be changed to "very Palmer" at this time.
Clerks style.
After rubbing Lycra, several people were preparing to enter the Castle of Morrowind and find someone to ask for details. At this time, the master of the castle rode a strong wind and fell from the sky.
Like Palmer, he wore a luxurious traditional costume, but it was much more exaggerated than Palmer's. He had a golden ribbon behind him, like the king of the wind.
The owner of the castle landed gracefully, his eyes swept across the faces of several people, and finally landed on Palmer's face.
Burlogo didn't know the identity of the other person at the time, but from his appearance, Burlogo could recognize the similarities between him and Palmer.
Bologg held his breath. He remembered the bad relationship between Palmer and his family. If the owner of the castle beat Palmer next, Bologg would not be able to stop him, but then something strange happened.
It seemed as if the world line was skewed, and even Bologo found it difficult to understand the following conversation.
"Well... young man, you look good."
First, the castle owner commented on Palmer's appearance.
"Speaking of which, my son looks quite similar to you."
Secondly, the owner of the castle patted Palmer on the shoulder to express his approval.
"By the way, what's your name? I'll give you a chance to get to know each other."
Finally, the castle owner extended his hand as a sign of friendship.
Palmer stretched out his hand, looking expressionless, but Bologna felt that he had almost broken his back alveolus.
"Palmer Clarks."
Palmer gave his name.
In an instant, like a skilled actor, the castle owner's expression changed from gentle and friendly to surprised, with a hint of panic in the surprise. Fortunately, he quickly thought of a countermeasure, and his face was filled with a friendly smile and joy.
It's about to swell.
This change of expression is so amazing, without any lag, Boluogo really wishes there was a camera to record all this at this moment.
"Palmer!"
The owner of the castle grabbed Palmer's hand, patted the back of his hand hard, raised his eyebrows and said defensively, "How about this joke?"
The meeting between the castle owner and Palmer was like a romantic man meeting his grown-up illegitimate son in a bar.
Without waiting for Palmer to respond, the owner of the castle opened his arms of love, just like a child of several years old.
"Come to daddy."
Boluogo guessed that Palmer must miss Oath City Opus very much now, even though they only left for less than an hour.
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After this bad meeting, there was an awkward atmosphere between Palmer and the owner of the castle that was difficult to resolve. For this reason, during the dinner hosted by the castle, Borrowgo had the misfortune to attract fire on Palmer's behalf.
"How about being Palmer's partner?"
"Do you encounter any difficulties in your daily work?"
"Oh? You two are living together as roommates. Does anyone know how to cook?"
After throwing away all the lofty status, the castle owner is no different from an ordinary parent, and the questions he asks are all the things he has already heard.
Boluogo answered patiently. He found that the more powerful these guys were, the less arrogant they were, whether it was Nathaniel, Sere or the man in front of him.
By the way...and those devils.
"By the way, you are a member of the Immortal Club. How is Sere doing lately?"
Suddenly, the owner of the castle asked Boluogo an unexpected question.
Boluogo suspected that he heard wrongly, "Sere?"
"Don't be nervous, Serre Vellelis, I know him."
The owner of the castle became excited when he mentioned Sere, "I also worked in the Bureau of Order when I was young. I would go to the Undead Club to drink Sere's wine when I had nothing to do.
You should have seen the collection cabinet, right? On the third floor, there is a disposable paper cup that belongs to me. If you turn the cup upside down, you will also see my signature."
Boluogo was stunned, his expression lost control for the first time, and he exclaimed, "It turns out it's you!"
"It's me!"
Hell, it all connects.
"Ah... Sereke helped me a lot at that time. When I was working in the Bureau of Order, I often sang and danced with those people at the Undead Club." The owner of the castle thought of something, "How is Sai Zong? How is he still?
Are you being a dog?"
"No, Sai Zong left the Immortal Club not long ago and has not come back."
When Sai Zong was mentioned, Bologo's expression became solemn again. During the exchange with Sere, Bo Luoge was vaguely aware of Sai Zong's weirdness.
He is the oldest member of the Undead Club. Sere did not say it directly, but Boluogo could hear the underlying meaning of Sere's words.
Sere suspected that Sai Zong was the founder of the Undead Club. Even if he was not the founder, he must be inextricably related to the mysterious founder.
"Is that so?"
After hearing this, the castle owner showed a meaningful expression.
"But...if you know Sere," Bologg couldn't help but say, "you should be quite disappointed with each other, right?"
The majestic Lord of the Night Clan actually looks like this?
Is this the heir to the famous Clerks family?
Boluogo could already recall the inner activities of the two when they met many years ago.
The owner of the castle fully understood what Boluogo meant and laughed loudly, "It's more than a disappointment! It's just too late to meet!"
As expected!
Boluogo tried hard to forget all this absurdity, but he was still confused in his heart. Ever since he came to Fengyuan Highlands and learned about the events that happened here and the "Dawn Oath", this question has been swirling in his heart.
"From a historical perspective, the Clerks family should be mortal enemies of the Night Clan. Why would you be friends with a Night Clan lord?"
The castle owner smiled and replied, "Not all night tribes are enemies, such as Sere."
Boluogo's confusion was not answered, and the castle owner also realized the problem. He smiled and patted his head.
"Sorry, I forgot that this matter was not announced to the public."
The owner of the castle suppressed his smile, calmed down his anger, and seemed to have changed into a different person in an instant, finally gaining a bit of the temperament of a resident of the Clerk family.
Vaughn Krex said solemnly.
"Cerre Velerys is our absolutely trusted ally. At the same time, he is also a sinner of the Velaris family, a rebellious lord of the Eternal Night Empire, and the most hated and favored descendant of the Night King.
