As night falls, a crescent moon hangs alone in the sky. The new bard is still chanting poems, and the Lion Bar is constantly noisy.
Boom was in Rikka's ear, explaining the lyrics sentence by sentence. Rikka took out his notepad and wrote it down carefully.
But at this moment, a noble young man wearing a blue robe walked into the bar, got up, and was followed by four burly guards.
The drinkers who knew this person's background turned their heads one after another, not wanting to look at the young man, but also afraid of being seen by him. Some mercenaries with straightforward personalities simply paid the bill and left.
"I heard that you have a new bard here, and I came here specifically to support you today." The noble young man said loudly, and then looked at the old man sitting in the center of the venue.
"Thank you very much, Lord Viscount. The first glass of wine is mine." The boss, Achilles, replied in a nonchalant manner. He also disliked this person extremely.
Although the young man in blue robe is just a little viscount, he is someone that even ordinary earls would not want to mess with. Because his sister is the wife of the Divine Knight Anthony.
As the saying goes, leaning against a big tree is a good way to enjoy the shade. Not only does this boy not have any elegance of a nobleman, but relying on this kind of personal connections, he is often arrogant.
Everyone's attitude toward them just now seemed to be angry and hateful, but at the same time there was nothing they could do. Perhaps those mercenaries who left were the smartest ones, and they simply left if they couldn't afford to offend them.
The bard bowed and saluted, then cleared his throat and started performing again. A moment later, the noble young man also threw out a few gold coins.
But just when he was about to ask the other party a few questions, he caught a glimpse of Boom and Rikka sitting in the corner.
Time paused at this moment, the long black hair was like the spring in the abyss, the big watery eyes were bright and clear, and the holy smile was comparable to the Augu Mother Goddess.
A strand of saliva flowed out from the mouth of the noble young man, and the crystal silver thread slowly fell, and finally adhered to the blue robe. The four subordinates looked at each other and smiled bitterly, thinking that the other party was really unlucky today.
The noble young man stood up, straightened his appearance, and then walked to the corner with the wine glass. Boom and Rikka, who were talking, also noticed this person.
"Beautiful lady, can I buy you a drink?" the noble young man said with a smile.
"No." Rikka didn't even look back, but continued to hold Boom and chatter non-stop.
"As a viscount, your behavior can be considered an offense, don't you think? Poor man!" The noble turned to look at Boom.
Boom's face looked very ugly. Unexpectedly, after staying at home for three days, he would be in trouble for the first time when he went out. And from what he meant, he seemed to be a noble.
Rikka on the side also stopped her playful smile for an instant. She raised her head stiffly, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in her eyes because the other party disturbed the warm atmosphere between her and her brother.
Achilles, the bar owner on the side, wanted to say something to stop him, but then he shook his head, thinking that even if he could save the girl today, what about tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?
Rikka slowly picked up the wine glass, then raised her head and drank the ale inside. The noble young man was sitting opposite, with the four guards standing behind him.
"Are you satisfied with the price of fifty gold coins?" the noble young man said with a smile, but his eyes fell on Boom.
"Brother, what is he talking about? What about fifty gold coins?" Rikka was stunned by the sudden words and turned around to ask.
"One hundred! Not even one less!" Boom ignored Rikka and said with a determined expression.
Rikka, who wanted to ask again, was suddenly pulled by Boom. She only felt a constant sliding sensation on her thigh hidden under the wooden table.
"All...kill...death, don't...leave...alive...mouth..." After some confirmation, Rikka nodded slightly, and her face changed.
That smiling look before.
A moment later, the aristocratic young man left the Lion Bar, with Rikka obediently following behind. As for Boom, he was still sitting in the corner, slowly drinking ale.
Because of the mysterious disguise technique of the Zimu Mask, Boom has no worries that he and Rikka will reveal their identities, and naturally will not tolerate such insults.
Boom is a very strange person. It doesn't matter what happens to him, but as long as things involve Rikka, he often becomes impulsive and irritable.
After drinking the last sip of wine, he stood up and walked out of the Lion Bar. The whispers behind him became unbridled, and many people even called him a softie.
Boom ignored these things and walked slowly towards the noble area. As for Rikka and his party, they had already entered a spacious courtyard.
"How's it going? My house is not bad. As long as you serve well, you can live here in the future." The noble young man said with a proud face.
"It's so beautiful, but apart from your four subordinates, is there no one else?" Rikka asked casually as she kept looking around.
"Hey, no one will bother us tonight. I have sent away all those annoying servants." The noble young man walked up to Rikka with greed in his eyes.
Rikka didn't say anything else, but followed the other party to a stone room shrouded in white mist. She saw that the huge bathing pool had already been filled with hot water, and there were even pieces of petals floating on the water.
The noble young man took off his robe without any scruples, and then looked at Rikka expectantly. But Rikka, who was still a little "shy", slowly stretched out his hands, or the transformed short blade.
Gudong! The golden hair is attached to the water, like a blooming night chrysanthemum, but the body of the noble young man still maintains a standing posture.
Countless blood spurted out from the cut surface, and he turned into a human fountain, instantly dyeing the water in the bath red.
Gudong! Gudong! Gudong! Gudong! A moment later, the four guards were also killed by Rikka. As for the corpses, they naturally met their owners.
Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. After sweeping away all the belongings of the noble family, she quietly slipped out of the courtyard and merged with the night.
At this time, there were two more boxes of gold coins and more than a dozen high-grade magic crystals in Rikka's dimensional space. As for the silverware and oil paintings, they were ignored by him.
"Is it over? There's no trouble left, right?" Boom's figure appeared not far away, holding a black wooden staff in his hand and looking very cold.
"They're all dead, trash weaker than a buffalo." Rikka held Boom's arm and said softly.
That night, Boom once again used magic to change the appearance of the mother-child mask, and Rikka entered the dimensional space and counted the loot.
The Lion Bar is still noisy, and people are immersed in the bard's lyrics, sometimes thinking about it, and sometimes sighing that they can't travel all over the ancient continent.
The morning light once again lit up the ancient city, and the servants who pushed in the door let out piercing screams. The city guards surrounded the noble young man's mansion. This was not because of how serious and responsible they were, but because of the relationship between the viscount and the god.
You Knight has something to do with it.
"Lord Anthony, your wife's brother died in his home last night. The reason should be murder." A subordinate wearing armor said.
"I know, let's handle it like a normal noble assassination. Don't bother me with these little things in the future." Anthony didn't even raise his head, because the one he disliked the most was his wife's brother.