Chapter 50 “Western” Adult
Turning into one of the two main streets, Klein, who had changed his face, went straight to the green mailbox, and took out a letter he had prepared a long time ago from his pocket.
This is the "death notice" he wrote in imitation of the official document format of the police station. It was sent to the sheriff of the small port town of Simim, and the content was the news that the local resident Wen Te died of a sudden illness in Bayam.
When deciding to do this performance, Klein had already made a corresponding plan to ensure that things would go smoothly, not deviate from the track, and not cause irreparable damage to the girl Reni.
His plan is to use the "Sleep Charm" to disguise the real performance as a dream. In this way, if the girl Ruini has no love for Winter and directly rejects his confession, she will not be surprised when she hears about the death of the other party afterwards. If there is any guilt, at most it is fear, and this can be effectively appeased by going to church to pray and confess.
If the girl Ruini also likes Winter and responds to the confession, the reason of the dream will help Klein escape, and the subsequent death notification can cut off Ruini's expectations and prevent her from having a bad impact on her future life.
"But even so, it's still a bit cruel. No matter what kind of woman, when faced with the boy she likes confessing her love in a dream after death, she will definitely be heartbroken and unable to let go of it for a long time.
"Well... If you don't do anything, when the news of Wen Te's death comes back normally, Renee will definitely be very sad, but it may not be that serious, but the knot in her heart may never be untied, and she will be entangled in the beginning for the rest of her life. Is Winter going out on an adventure to chase the future of the two, or is he simply not liking himself...
"It's not a bad thing to end like this. When she relieves her pain, she will treat her future life with the tenderness of being truly loved.
"Well, no matter what, forcibly stepping into other people's lives for the sake of acting and letting innocent people be affected to a certain extent, even if there is an excuse to fulfill one's wish, it is not a truly kind thing. Walking backwards, the more distorted and strange it feels, the 'acting method' may not be a catalyst... I can only try my best to minimize this influence..." After delivering the letter, Klein exhaled, holding With a nondescript local face, he walked towards the only hotel in the town.
On the way, he summed up his experience just now, that is, "actually pretend to be another person and get feedback" should be the main article of the "rule of the faceless man", second only to "you can pretend to be anyone, but only Own".
Some "faceless people" might block the news of Winter's death for this performance, agree to Renee's confession, and spend one to two years falling in love with the other party, marrying, and having children, and then they will not accept this identity The shackles of various relationships, remembering who you are, and leaving coldly... During this process, if you have not been exposed, the potion will almost be digested... But I really can't do it! He couldn't pass his level at all, so he could only play around the edges... Klein sighed for a while,
Inexplicably afraid.
He shook his head, silently mocking himself:
"Extraordinary people must always fight against not only danger and madness, but also all kinds of evil thoughts originating from themselves, as well as the depraved gravity that will sink if they are not careful...
"Even so, in the end, maybe it will also be polluted by the abyss and become the kind of 'monster' that I vowed to eliminate, alas..."
Reining in his thoughts, Klein stepped into the hotel and said to the boss behind the counter:
"An ordinary room."
The thin boss looked up and said:
"Valid identification document."
How could there be such a face I just pinched? Klein sneered and said:
"Forgot to bring it."
"Then you can't stay, this is the rule of our town." The boss buried his head again, calculating today's income and expenditure.
Klein took out a 1 soli note and pushed it over as if nothing had happened.
The boss suddenly widened his eyes:
"No, no, put it away! I don't want to be locked up by the sheriff!
"Get out, get out, you dirty bastard with no ID."
Klein was kicked out of the hotel in a little astonishment, unable to believe that the almighty money had lost its effect just now.
After pondering for a few seconds, he turned into a deserted alley and turned back into Gehrman Sparrow with profound features.
Klein returned to the hotel, tapped the countertop, and said in a Loen language with a Backlund accent:
"one room."
The boss looked up, immediately put down the items in his hand, stood up, nodded and smiled:
"Okay, okay.
"Do you want a room with a sea view, or something quieter?"
He switched to the crappy Loen language with a strong smell of spices, and he didn't mention the identity certificate again.
This is really a real world... Klein slandered, and politely responded:
"Quiet."
"Yes, yes, yes." The boss responded repeatedly.
Then, he called the waiter to guard the counter, took the key himself, and led Klein to the second floor:
"Sir, how many days do you need to stay? It is 1 soli and 5 pence per night."
"Tonight." Klein couldn't stand the enthusiasm, and replied succinctly.
In the "Azure Wind" hotel, he and Danitz lived in a luxurious suite, which cost 5 soli a night.
There is no doubt that the room the boss chose is clean and tidy, and there is basically no humidity that is common in port hotels. Klein looked around and nodded in satisfaction:
"Excellent."
"It's my pleasure." The boss flattered with obvious fear.
Klein put down his luggage, rested for a while, got up and went back to the ground floor, ready to settle the dinner issue.
On the entire first floor, except for the counter, there are many tables placed in a mess, and the surface is slightly greasy. In the corner, the fireplace is burning fiercely, emitting light and heat.
The Rorsted Islands are in the south, and the lowest winter temperature is about 10 degrees, but for the locals, this is still a cold weather that needs to warm up.
Klein found a seat at random and sat down. He ordered a local specialty roast meat and mushroom soup with fragrant leaves. The main food was potato bread.
While waiting, he quietly scanned the diners in the restaurant, and his eyes instinctively fell on a lady.
This lady has black hair that is simply tied up and a pair of very characteristic blue-gray eyes.
She was obviously not of local race, but she was wearing a men's shirt, a brown thick jacket, and a round-brimmed hat with a hollow in the middle.
This is a more common outfit for adventurers on the sea, and the same is true for the three men at the same table, and they have obvious characteristics of being exposed to the sun and rain.
Klein never concealed his admiration for a beautiful lady, but it wasn't her looks that caught his attention.
There is a strong atmosphere of discrimination against women in the sea. Women who can mix in adventurers and pirates with a certain status are either very scheming, strong, or both. They must be careful and guard against!
There are relatively fresh mud spots on their leather boots... just came back from the jungle? Hehe, what an adventurer... Klein made a preliminary judgment based on some clues.
If these four adventurers had come by boat from Bayam, even if they had stepped on sewage and mud before, the traces would have dried up long ago, and the roads inside the town hadn't rained in the past two days, so it was still not bad. Clean and tidy, just a little dust. Excluding these two possibilities, the only explanation left is that the other party returned from exploring the jungle in the outskirts.
Klein had heard before that many adventurers would go deep into the virgin forests on the colonial islands to find abandoned and forgotten pagan temples or altars. Those places often had gold and jewels enshrined in ancient times, but later for various reasons Buried in a place that no one cares about and no one knows about, there are no shortage of legends about who and who returned to riches overnight in the jungle adventures in bars on various islands.
There might be evil spirits wandering around in those places... It's better to hunt pirates, at least you can get the corresponding information in advance... Klein looked away and concentrated on waiting for the food.
The seven major churches classified the various gods in the primitive beliefs of the colonies as evil spirits, but Klein believed that some of them should belong to natural spirits.
After a while, the special barbecue was served. They were cut into many small pieces and skewered on wooden sticks. The surface was coated with brown-red sauce, which had a strong aroma and attractive color.
It's a bit like the grilled skewers in his previous life... In Loen, a large piece of meat is grilled, and the chef divides it up after roasting... The method here is more flavorful... Klein picked up a wooden stick and bit into it. When a piece of meat comes down, the meat juice is slightly overflowing, with a slight sweetness in the salty aroma.
It's my type! He nodded in satisfaction.
Klein was quite satisfied with this meal, and even tasted the local "Gulu tree sap", which is a special drink, like lemonade with sugar and milk.
Back in the room, because he hadn't slept all night because of the hunting last night, he washed up early, turned off the fireplace, and got into bed.
And if you go to bed too early, there will inevitably be a problem, that is, being woken up by urine in the middle of the night.
Klein's dream was interrupted, he opened his eyes, and gradually accumulated the courage to lift the bed.
In the middle of the night, Simim looks like ** degrees Celsius, which is already considered cold in terms of body feeling.
After lying quietly for a while, Klein stretched out his arms, then retracted them silently.
After thinking for a few seconds, he reached out again and picked up the "sun brooch" on the bedside table.
Although this only provides a mentally hot summer, it does not provide heat in essence, but at least you can deceive yourself that it is not cold now.
Klein pulled out the quilt and went straight to the bathroom in the room.
He narrowed his eyes and relieved the pressure in his stomach.
After everything was finished, he pulled up his pants and was about to wash his hands, when he suddenly had an inspiration.
Klein frowned slightly, and looked up at the bathroom vent.
Suddenly, a black and slippery thing fell down and hung there.
This is a poisonous snake with a spitting core!
Startled, Klein opened his mouth and made a sound:
"boom!"
The poisonous snake was hit and turned into two pieces.
what's going on? Klein stared at it for a few seconds. Seeing no more movement, he walked out of the bathroom and took out a gold coin from his pocket.
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