This is a difficult journey. Although there is no accompanying boy, the mayor is talking enthusiastically about the "White Night" incident that happened not long ago. "The entire aristocratic circle of the Tocharian Empire is discussing the White Night." What happened to the strange scene? The Anglican priests said that it was the Lord God Luta who sent down thunder and lightning out of anger to shock the world. As you know, Luta is the god of fertility. He was the wise, upright, and brave king of Isaiah. Emperor Ke was angry for opening the door of same-sex marriage that was sealed by God... But according to the gossip I got..." Du Chakar showed a mysterious expression, looked around, and motioned to the two guests. Come closer, "...that is a super weapon that the Tocharian military is testing, a super weapon that can win the war. Don't tell anyone about this news. With Veda's spies, this news can be sold for five dollars." Ten gold coins..."
Knowing that the mayor was bragging nonsense, Jonah could only agree, "Help the 'Ghost Bahama' that roams the endless sand sea turn into a giant dragon." It is better to keep this kind of thing in his stomach, Asai smiled and agreed. Shakal was chatting, but his eyes glanced at the astrologer's apprentice, as if he knew something, and Jonah looked away guiltily.
The welcome banquet held in the luxury carriage of the Midnight Star lasted from morning to late at night. It was only when the mayor opened his mouth and yawned for the fortieth time that he forced himself to put on a smile and confessed: "Astrologer Sir, Sir Swordsman, it's late at night, so I'll go back to the cabin to rest first. There are beds prepared for the two of you in the room on the right side of the passage. Of course, it's perfectly fine to spend the night in this carriage. The maid will tidy up the room immediately."
Dongfangren sent Mayor Du out of the room with the same smile on his face, politely refused the maid's request to clean up the room, closed the door, plopped down on the sofa and screamed: "Noble, I am most afraid of dealing with nobles, Especially the aristocratic master who has a small amount of power..."
Jonah said sleepily: "Oh, he's gone. I can't understand what you're saying. I've been asleep for two nights. This kind of wine has quite a lot of stamina."
Asai raised his beautiful eyebrows and looked at the 17-year-old boy opposite him with great interest: "You are really a strange guy, Brother Yona. You trust me so much, a stranger who doesn't know anything about me, no matter what the herdsmen say." The meals are still Shakal’s cactus wine and you eat and drink it as soon as you pick it up. Aren’t you afraid that these are all traps?”
The astrologer apprentice thought for a while and exclaimed: "Yes, I have been reminding myself to be more vigilant after leaving Cherry Crossing. Why did I still make this mistake?"
The Easterner burst into laughter and waved his hands: "Forget it, forget it, there are only two kinds of people who can live in troubled times, one is the vigilant person, and the other is the lucky person. It seems that you are a He’s a very lucky guy,”
While he was talking, there was a faint sound of mechanical operation in Asai's arms, and steam popped out from the collar and cuffs. The Oriental man jumped up and hurriedly took out the mechanical pocket watch, "I forgot, I'll be there on time." It’s twelve o’clock at midnight, it’s time,”
The tattered steam pocket watch buzzed noisily for a while, and a small door clicked open on the dial. A little man in a top hat holding a wooden box came out. The little man opened the box in his hand, and something flew out of the box. A little oriole opened its beak and chirped twelve times, then flew back into the box. The little man took off his hat and bowed, closed the lid of the box and walked back. The small door clicked shut, and the steam The chichi was discharged from the pressure relief valve, and the pocket watch slowly became quiet.
Jonah's eyes widened when he saw it, "Wow, what an amazing pocket watch."
The Oriental man put the watch into his coat and said with a somewhat complacent smile: "This is the masterpiece of the steam puppet wizard of Flores. If it were not a little damaged now, it could still perform more tricks."
"Oh, these dwarves are really great engineers. By the way, what are you doing at midnight?" the astrologer apprentice couldn't help but ask.
"Test the degree of strength recovery," Asai stood up and walked to the center of the room, moving his body. Jonah noticed that the sleeves of his coat were rolled up at all times, revealing a pair of muscles with soft lines but paradoxically full of power. There seems to be a tattoo pattern on the elbow crook of the arm, which is blocked by the sleeve and cannot be seen clearly.
"You mean, as time goes by, your strength is increasing every day, is this a curse, or is it a physical problem?" This question had been in Jonah's mind for a long time, and now he blurted it out at the right time.
The Easterner scratched his head, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his thin mouth: "I don't know how to explain it to you. It's not a curse. I should say... it's some kind of seal. My power is restricted by this seal, like a tide. Ups and downs, there is only one day per month when the highest state can be reached, and this highest state is only about 50% of the original strength. Of course, there is also one day when it is the weakest, such as being knocked unconscious by a herdsman uncle with a barrel. That day..." Asai shrugged helplessly, placing his right hand on the hilt of his sword.
"Then how strong were you when you were your strongest, and how strong were you before you were sealed?" Jonah was very interested in the strength of his new companion, and he sat up straight and asked.
The Easterner was stunned for a moment, then grinned, showing his snow-white teeth: "The person who is bluffing you was just a conscientious murderer at his strongest, but now, it takes all the energy of his body to make 'Taotie' obedient. How about strength..."
He twisted his waist and drew out the sword, and the blood-red light flashed away. Jonah still did not see the appearance of the dagger clearly. This time he did not slash at the wall, but left a sword mark on his left arm, and the wound was full of redness. White, slightly rolled outwards, strangely not a drop of blood flowed out.
"Ah, what are you doing?" the astrologer's apprentice stood up and exclaimed.
"Alright, alright, brother Jonah, it's just a strange ritual from the East." Asai waved his hand to indicate that everything was normal. He tore off a piece of exquisite embroidered tapestry without feeling distressed and wrapped it around the wound. "Sometimes I feel strange. Why do you have to see blood every day to use a sword? Metal will absorb blood. This is not very scientific, right? But you know, Oriental guy, hey, hey," he shook his head in self-mockery.
Yona was stunned. The sight of a blood-sucking dagger suddenly reminded him of the battle scene in Cherry Crossing. The dagger used by Long Ji when summoning the skeleton lover would absorb the owner's blood, and the oriental woman's blood would be absorbed. The blood turns into the driving force that drives the bones to fight. It also comes from the East, and it also has a short sword that sucks blood. Could the man in front of him have some kind of connection with Long Ji?
He wanted to ask, but then he closed his mouth again. Asai was right. The two of them had only known each other for a day, and it was too early to have a heart-to-heart conversation. The Eastern Continent was so big that it happened to be among tens of millions of people. The chance of meeting a man who knows Long Ji is too small.
"Well... how is your strength restored?" The astrologer's apprentice finally filled the silence caused by the brief ideological struggle with this question.
Asai sat back on the sofa, staring at the flickering wall lamp with dark eyes: "It's a little better than yesterday, but it's still very early. This month seems to be particularly difficult. It is estimated that I will only be able to recover to 100% by the release day." If you have the strength of more than 20, then things will become very difficult,"
"Where are you going and what are you doing," Jonah asked. The words seemed inappropriate as soon as they came out of his mouth. For a traveling companion who had only been together for a short time, this sentence was considered to be a profound conversation.
The Easterner was not offended, and replied in a good-tempered manner: "After arriving in Bactria, I will take a long-distance carriage from the Golden City to the Vedic Kingdom, and go to the Vedic capital of Maharaja to do something. As for what it is, It’s really hard to talk about things..."
"Of course, of course, everyone has secrets," Jonah responded quickly.
The two were silent for a while in tacit understanding. The astrologer apprentice took out the sealed glass jar and took a look. Although a new day had arrived, the moonlight elf was still sleeping. It seemed that just as Xiaoguai said, she was really angry. Express your anger by sleeping soundly.
I don’t know who started it first, but the two men started chatting casually. Jonah talked about his experience in general, skipping the fragments about the prophecies and the secrets of the Zawi people, and expressed his feelings towards the Egyptians. Liote, Long Ji, Xibi, Jekong and other companions expressed their nostalgia for the current situation of the Stewart brothers and sisters. Asai was a good person to talk to, always comforting him with a gentle male voice, and occasionally talking about his own life. From this situation, Jonah learned that Dongfangren is a guy who seems to be shrewd but is actually very out of touch. He often gets into trouble for some inexplicable things. For example, when he came to the Southern Continent for business this time, he actually made a bet with a guy he met in a tavern. But he lost five months and had to live with the sheep in the other's pasture for 150 days.
"Your bet... is time," Jonah asked strangely.
"My bet is time, because time is precious to me; his bet is beard, because beard is his most precious thing. We bet on whether the next person who walks into the bar that day is a boy or a girl. I guess it is Woman, he guessed it was a man," Asay recalled ruefully.
"It's a man coming in," Jonah asked.
"It was a farm bar in the middle of the Great Gobi Desert. No other customer came in for a whole day." The Easterner looked depressed: "So we both lost, and he was forced to shave in front of his husband." I have no beard, and I can only live on his farm temporarily until the end of that long time..."
"Ah, his husband," the astrologer's apprentice captured in the chilling detail.
"Yeah, that guy's name is Landon Schmidt. I can't forget this name... His gay husband is a very elegant and lovely man. I don't know the name, but he should be from a noble family," Asay On the other hand, he had a calm expression on his face, "They are a very harmonious couple."
Jonah felt that he had heard this name again, but he was too lazy to think about its origin. Maybe it was caused by the vibration and noise of the steam carriage. Before he could say good night, Jonah fell into a deep sleep. It was sweet until I was pushed awake by a pair of fat and soft hands.
"He said that the provincial capital has arrived," the Easterner standing next to the smiling mayor translated.