"I think the magic circle on this gun is very valuable to me. Can I borrow it for only three days? Please, please."
"no."
"One night. I promise I won't lose it. By the way, you can continue to tie me to the mast. Just give me a lamp for illumination. I also need paper, pen, protractor, compass and crystal stone. It would be better if there is a ready-made star array for comparison. By the way, my staff should still be there... is it there? Anyway, I need to study the magic array of Summer White Sakura. Please, please, please."
"no."
"...Then now. Let me watch for a while. Okay."
"……All right."
"Can't you go into the tavern and sit down to talk?" Danny looked at the two people at the door of the tavern speechlessly. Hannah's gun never left the astrologer's apprentice's forehead. And Yona stared at the mysterious star formation on Baiying's gun. .The eyes are deep in it.
Under Danny's persuasion, Hannah finally relaxed her arms and walked into the tavern with the gun in her hand. Jonah now forgot about the horror of the suspended building. He quickly stepped through the gap in the abyss and followed the brother and sister into the house.
"How many times can you fire in a day? There must be a limit." Just a few minutes are not enough for Jonah to figure out how the energy of the magic circle flows. But there is obviously some kind of flaw in one of Master Heftzbach's three masterpieces. Damn it. Squeezing magic crystals to obtain energy is a relatively backward method. The unstable quality of magic crystals will bring various unexpected problems to the operation of the magic crystal. In contrast, absorbing free magic elements from space is the right way. Regardless of gold The standard enchanted weapon of the hammer, as well as the large shield "Night Steel" of Qiao Pu, the leader of the Guards, are all made using the latter principle. This can ensure that the equipment is in an even condition and has a long life.
Hannah glanced at him a little surprised. "No more than five shots a day. After five shots, even if the magic crystal is replaced, it can no longer be fired. How do you know?"
Jonah nodded: "That's it. This gun is a defective product. It should not be a masterpiece that Master Heftsbach is proud of."
"You're saying that Summer White Cherry Blossoms is a fake." Hannah stopped and stared into the eyes of the astrologer's apprentice.
"No, no, no." Jonah waved his hands hurriedly. "That's not what I meant. I heard Elliot say... By the way, Elliot is one of the partners I have been looking for. Riding a unicorn The blond knight. He seems to know everything. Whether he is a painter, a sculptor or a weapon craftsman. Before making a great work, he must go through many trials to prevent the waste of expensive raw materials. Of course, these trial products usually Destroyed by the author. The last prototype. That is, the one closest to a great work. It is called the shadow of a masterpiece. They have only extremely subtle differences in form, material, and function from the masterpiece itself. Shadow works rarely come from craftsmen. It flows out of the hands, but once it appears in the market, it will become a hot spot for people to chase, because if you are not an expert, you will not be able to tell the difference between it and the original work."
"My gun is the shadow of a summer cherry blossom." Hannah Stewart raised her pistol thoughtfully.
The bar suddenly became quiet.
"This is not a robbery." Danny ran forward with cold sweat on his face and hurriedly explained to the many drunkards with their hands raised. "Everyone, please continue drinking. Ignore us. Say it again. This is not a robbery. Sir, please take your Put your wallet back...and don't take off your pants. Sir, we won't rob you of your dinner...wait. Is this a good rib-eye steak? It looks very tender..."
The bartender consciously stood behind the bar. He took out the oak box containing the money and said calmly: "The turnover for one day is only so much. Mr. Sand Pirates, all the money earned yesterday was at Old Bay's. You can go to Pier 2 to find him."
"
Danny wiped away cold sweat. "They said it wasn't a robbery. Hannah, please explain to me."
The younger sister scanned the whole place with her narrow gray-green eyes. Wherever she saw, drunkards dropped gold and silver coins on the table. The older brother stared at those shiny things. He swallowed hard and muttered: "
Now that I think about it, changing careers might be a bad idea..."
"We are the Stewart family..." Hannah started.
"Yes. We know that we meet often. And I am your father's good friend. So, can you leave me the money for a glass of sparkling wine? Two glasses. Two glasses are enough." A burly bearded man cautiously said from
He picked up a copper coin from the handful of coins he threw out. After thinking about it, he picked up another one and held it in his hand with tears in his eyes.
"Although I have always been a sand pirate..." Hannah continued.
The most timid one has already taken off his leather boots, socks and trousers. Now he begins to unbutton his collarless shirt. He also encourages his companions: "Take it off quickly. Legend has it that the elder brother of the Stewart family is a stingy man who specializes in stealing money."
Ghost. And my sister is a flower picker who specializes in robbing women. Look how pretty she is. If you don’t want to miss the chance of being robbed, you must seize every minute of taking off your clothes."
"call out."
A dazzling white light that almost blinded his eyes spanned the space. Jonah was forced to take a step back by the heat stimulated by the magic pistol. He opened his eyes and found that the wall of the tavern was already riddled with holes. There was another round hole as thick as a wrist.
The edges were as smooth as if they had been polished with sandpaper. Through this small hole, you could see that a grand dance was being held on the top deck on the west side opposite. The well-dressed VIPs stood there stiffly. Because of the music in the arms of the chief performer.
A big hole was shot through the Dudra. The music stopped. The musician stared at the smoke coming out of the instrument. With a shocked expression on his face, he looked up to the sky. The distinguished guests followed him and looked up at the stars.
A noble lady screamed with enlightenment and kept making the double concentric circle gesture of the main god Luta.
"...But not anymore. We are Stewart Express Service. 'Bactria's Wind' is ready to provide you with cheap, safe and efficient express service. From Shirlington to Namozha. The entire endless sand sea is ours."
Business scope. Thank you." Hannah hid the magic pistol in her cloak and completed the statement she had obviously prepared early in the morning. At this time, Danny had secretly picked up seven or eight shiny coins from the table of the stunned drunkard. He looked at his sister
He glanced at it and then put it back down.
The pub became even quieter. The bartender held the cash box with one hand and scratched his head: "Hannah, are you sure?"
"Very sure." Danny replied on behalf of his sister, trying to look upright and upright.
The bartender wondered: "But when you came to Racing Star more than a month ago, you also robbed..."
"Shh." The man from the Stewart family ran over and covered the bartender's mouth. He pointed to the door: "There is a guest today. Don't talk nonsense. Please come in, my friend. This is completely a misunderstanding."
The bartender suddenly realized: "So you switched to kidnapping..."
"Shut up." Hannah glanced at him gently. The bartender swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach.
"Put on your clothes." Hannah ordered the guy who started fucking. The order was faithfully carried out.
"Let's continue drinking." Hannah announced to the entire pub. Immediately, the atmosphere became noisy again. "It's okay, it's okay. Little Hannah always keeps her word." The burly bearded man laughed and took back the coins on the table. Pocket. Raise wooden wine glass.
The brother and sister took a somewhat stunned Jonah to find a seat in the corner. The small round table was next to a window. It was called a window, but it was actually just a hole in the wooden wall. "This is our old place. You can see the whole view of Pier 3 from here," Danny introduced. "Our ship has entered the port. You can take a look."
Jonah stood up obediently and stuck his head out of the window. "No, no." Danny quickly pulled him to sit down. "Don't bother. Look down."
So the apprentice astrologer looked down and found an observation window under his feet. It was said to be an observation window, but it was actually just a thick and long crack on the broken wooden floor. Directly below this crack was No. 3 Pier. "Bactrian Wind" has been moored in the port. Two sailors boarded the deck and were inspecting the damage.
"This seems unsafe..." The feeling of imbalance made Jonah dizzy. He felt the terrifying night wind blowing three hundred yards high from his feet. It seemed that at any time this shaky wooden house would roll over and fall into the bottomless abyss. Shattered to pieces.
"It has been unsafe and unsafe for 80 years. I have never heard of anyone disappearing while drinking." Danny calmly grabbed the pepper shaker on the table, sprinkled a little on the back of his hand, and licked it. Satisfied, he put the whole bottle of pepper into his robe.
Jonah stammered and pointed to another corner of the pub: "But there was a person there. He was clearly sitting and eating just now. But he suddenly disappeared..."
Danny raised his eyelids: "Oh, it's okay. He must have been thrown out because he couldn't afford the drink. Don't worry, he won't die after falling."
"That's good." Yona patted his chest.
"Before falling into the desert, they will be snatched away by the foraging four-winged moa. They will not let go of such delicious food..." The man from the Stewart family said calmly again. Because he could do it for two consecutive times. Throwing out this burden for the first time to frighten the opponent and feel proud.
Jonah shuddered and stared at Danny with hatred. Danny grinned, showing his white teeth.
Without any instructions, the bartender automatically served three large glasses of sparkling wine, a basket of buns, cheese, pickles and a large pot of unknown yellow-green viscous liquid. "Hello. From the look of your skin color, you are from the Western Continent. My friend, the ferry from Cherry Ferry has arrived. It’s relatively early this year.” The bartender greeted Jonah familiarly.
"Uh, hello. I'm from St. Bollen. The ferry from Cherry Ferry... has arrived." The astrologer apprentice hesitated for a moment and did not say anything about the attack on the ferry. It seems that the ferry was under attack in the endless sea of sand. Residents have received no further information about the ferry.
"Desert specialty. Cactus curry. You must try it." After introducing the special dishes, the bartender returned to the bar. Yona stared at the bowl of food with lingering fear. Ever since he tasted the black gold gopher meat at Cherry Crossing, he was unfamiliar with the food. Food creates a sense of distrust.