Black Castle District, "The Weight of Knowledge" pub.
A bard with a mustache was playing the lute and singing a hot and colorful "Port Ditty" that was difficult to hear in the mainland.
A dwarf dressed as a dwarf and a dancer performed a mime beside him with exaggerated movements, dancing funny and sensational dances, causing people to laugh and applaud.
"Did you hear that?"
Someone was bragging: "There was an accident at sea yesterday!"
"You idiot, isn't it the big sea monster you're talking about?"
Apparently there are other well-informed people who don't want the former to get the limelight.
The man drank too much and his voice became vulgar and slurred: "It's like you don't know who you are talking about!"
"What's so strange about the sea monster?" an old fisherman couldn't help but laugh. "Those gentlemen at the Ziggurat spent money to buy news about the sea monster back then! I got three gold coins for reporting a location. I got one gold coin back then.
I earned eighty gold coins a month!"
"Okay, old John!"
Someone scolded: "I didn't bother you later because I was generous! You reported the information about a sea monster dozens of times, do you really think that no one knows about it?"
"Just because the gentleman is fair and generous, it's worth talking about it more!"
Old John shouted with a red face: "This way everyone is willing to work for the master——"
"Then you went to test the medicine? There are twenty gold coins at a time."
"I, I won't go...I'm already my age, so let the young people make the money."
As soon as Old John's words fell, people burst into laughter.
At this moment, next to a piano on the second floor, an intellectual and mature black-haired woman wearing glasses also heard this scene, and said teasingly to the beautiful little maid beside her: "It seems that the movement was quite loud.
of."
"——It's quite big. I also have some special information here..."
Suddenly, a blond young man with shiny hair and a temperament that was incompatible with the bar walked to the side politely: "Two beautiful ladies, if you are interested in that matter, why don't we move next door? This place is really nice.
It’s too noisy and not an environment for talking.”
Upon hearing this, Aleister in Bayard's form turned his head to look at the young man with interest.
At first she thought she had met an information dealer. After the other person finished speaking, she realized that she had been accosted.
It's really a strange experience... It's also strange to say that the appearance of Aiwass's form should be more outstanding than that of Bayard, so why are there no beautiful women to strike up a conversation? Is it because the atmosphere of Avalon is still too conservative after all?
"So," Aleister said with a smile, "you understand?"
"nature."
As if he had received some kind of encouragement, the blond young man became energetic.
He put his right hand on his chest respectfully and politely, and bowed slightly to salute: "May I introduce myself to you - I am Langton Vignes von Bayard, son of Baron Bayard."
"...Baron Bayard?"
Aleister was slightly startled and asked: "Does Star Antimony have a fiefdom called Bayard?"
She originally didn't plan to talk to the other party. But after hearing the other party's name, she changed her decision.
"It will be available soon!"
The blond young man who called himself Langton was very excited and showed pride: "My father was canonized as a baron and now has a fief. As for whether there was one before, I really don't know."
"Are you not a Star Antimony person?"
Aleister raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Yes! You are so perceptive, miss."
The young man nodded enthusiastically, sat down next to Aleister, and leaned forward.
In the process, his arm pressed against the keys, causing the piano to make an unpleasant loud noise, which also attracted the attention of others. But he was still polite, and at least their knees remained about palms apart.
He did not get any closer: "Our family comes from Iris Flower, and we just came to Xingzhi not long ago...don't know your name?"
"——I'm back, Miss."
At this moment, a cold voice sounded.
Langton looked up and was shocked - he saw a middle-aged man with a stern face and low-key but luxurious clothes quietly appeared behind him.
He ignored himself completely, as if he didn't even exist in his eyes.
Instead, he bowed slightly to the black-haired lady sitting in front of the piano: "I've got the things."
"Then let's go."
Aleister said with a chuckle.
Langton immediately realized that the beautiful girl he was chatting with was not a commoner.
But a nobleman who is the same as himself - or even higher than himself.
But he still didn't give up because the charm of the other party really captured his heart... not only because of the other party's noble appearance and temperament, but also because he had an indescribable sense of closeness that came from nowhere.
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He has been urged to get married at home for a long time, but now he has finally met the person who he can pursue with all his life and "seem to have feelings"!
Relying on the Iris man's shamelessness, Langton almost jumped to his feet, quickly adjusted his tie, and asked in a low voice again: "Excuse me...?"
"——Aleister Crowley. See you again...'Mr. Bayard'."
She left her name briskly and turned to leave.
But after a few people left, Langton still stood there. His face was a little hot, maybe because of the charm of the other party, or maybe because of his own embarrassment.
He felt a little lost - Langton always felt that the other person seemed familiar and kind. It might be better if he said it directly. He said to himself in his heart.
At this moment, he heard the noise of the vulgar people coming from below. This made his already irritable heart become even more irritable. If he hadn't been waiting for his friends here, he might have left in a hurry by now.
"—I'm telling you!"
The man with the loud voice shouted again: "You have absolutely no idea who killed the sea monster! This is absolutely top secret information!"
"Who?"
"Who? Let me tell you. Don't say it's the master of the Ziggurat or the royal alchemist."
"It's Miss Crowley! Her name is Aleister Crowley, a beautiful girl with long black hair!"
The man shouted at the top of his lungs: "She is still a young lady from Earl Crawley's family!"
When Langton heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning!
Aleister's appearance and hair color suddenly appeared in his mind, and he immediately realized something——
The one just now... turned out to be Earl Crowley's daughter?
He immediately felt intensely ashamed of himself for showing off his father's newly acquired title.
"What have I done..."
He staggered over and asked for a cup of butterbeer. He sat down and took a sip with some dejection. He immediately frowned at the overpowering bitter taste of the wine and his facial features gathered urgently.
But that kind of bitter pain seemed like an intoxicating self-punishment at the moment. Instead, he felt a little obsessed with it.
"Sorry, I'm late..."
When his friend arrived, he was shocked: "Langton, don't you not drink?"
"I did something stupid, Janet!"
Langton immediately hugged his friend of the opposite sex and burst into tears, crying loudly: "I'm so embarrassed!"
Janet Boyman quickly patted his head and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay...what exactly happened, please tell me in detail?"
The choice between the identity and ethics of comforting her friends and the professional ethics of being a reporter made her involuntarily fall in favor of the latter. Anyway, Langton was a very emotionally tough person and generally speaking did not need comfort. He
You will always forget those unpleasant things.
"I met a very beautiful woman, her name was Aleister Crowley..."
As soon as Langton said his first words, he saw fear on his friend's face.
And the other side.
Aleister sighed a little: "I didn't expect that the Bayard family is still continuing..."
"After all, the Bayard Group gradually disappeared after 'you' disappeared for a long time."
Honey Badger replied faintly: "It looks like they even sewed 'your' name into it and turned it into a middle name."
To this day, she still doesn't know whether Aleister is the real Countess Bayard. Therefore, whenever she says "you", she has to emphasize it with extra emphasis.
"Ignore him for now, we will meet again if we are destined."
Aleister shook his head: "Is the location of the stronghold coming soon?"
Hawkeye will always change his base regularly, and this bar is the contact point for the assassins. Because it is not a base where missions are actually released, it is relatively safe... It is equivalent to some kind of "website publisher", so it is more dangerous.
Much lower.
"Well, it's almost here..."
The honey badger's mood was a bit complicated: "Shall we go there directly now?"
"There's no rush," Aleister asked softly, "Have you ever been to Star Antimony?"
"I came here a few times when I was young, but I haven't been here in the past ten years."
"Do you know where the White Dove Opera House is? Take me there first."
"certainly."
"Then let's go."
Aleister said with a smile and looked up at the cloudy sky: "Of course, it's best to buy an umbrella first. My suggestion is a black umbrella."
