Chapter 167 Familiar Gold-Inlaid Cane

"Would you like something to drink?" The bartender in a red vest skillfully wiped the cup and asked the man and woman with a smile. This group...may not be here to drink...

"A glass of Southwell red wine and a glass of Southwell beer." Fors took out a 2-sol note and put it on the table, saying casually.

"Hold on."

Soon, a large wooden cup with delicate white foam and an exquisite red wine glass were placed on the table. Fors smiled and pushed the beer to Klein, saying, "I really like this kind of beer. I can drink a barrel at a time! Of course, it's the small barrel that is delivered..."

"You have a good eye. Southwell Beer is the best beer produced in Loen! Compared to it, many beers can't even be called wine, they can only be considered drinks." The bartender's eyes were attracted by the gold-inlaid cane that the young man showed to hold the wine glass... This... looks familiar...

"Really?" Klein took a sip in accordance with the principle of not wasting. He found it refreshing and bitter at first, followed by a burst of malt flavor, and a bit of sweetness on the aftertaste. It was indeed good! He did not forget the purpose of today, and took the opportunity to ask the bartender:

"I heard there's that kind of party here?"

The bartender smiled as expected. He was very impressed by the generous old man. The party members also told him that the old man was safe and there was no problem...

"Of course! Please follow me. The party will start as soon as Backlund lifts the control. We welcome people introduced by old friends."

Huh? Fors was holding two one-pound notes in her hand. Before she handed them over, she heard a positive answer. She was confused. What was going on?

So easy to talk to? He took us there as soon as we asked? Is Klein so charming? Is this a trap?

Old friend? Did I recognize the wrong person? Who introduced us here? She turned to look at Klein and asked for his opinion.

Klein seemed to understand something. An introduction by an old friend? Old Blue? He keenly caught the bartender's gaze just now. It was his gold-inlaid cane! After that, the bartender seemed to let down his guard and his attitude became friendly... He nodded to Fors, picked up the cup and took a few gulps. He couldn't drink the rest... He had to give up with regret.

Fors raised her red wine glass with amusement and drank it all, then followed the bartender.

The bartender led the two out of the bar through the secret door, and during the process, he exchanged the two-pound note in Fors's hand for two iron-colored masks that only covered the upper half of their faces. According to him, even if someone introduced them, the guide fee still had to be paid!
This also made Fors feel more at ease. This was normal! The bartender's behavior before was like he was going to cheat... well, cheat and eat the free! Yes, now he was "free"! An official Beyonder! She felt more confident.

Then they went around to a house at the back, and the bartender said something through the secret door, and the door was immediately opened.

Klein raised his gold-inlaid cane with a slight movement, successfully attracting the attention of the masked man who appeared at the door:
"Yes, it is indeed that cane. I have a deep impression of it. Since you are introduced by an acquaintance, then come on. I hope you are aware of the rules of the party."

As expected! Klein smiled. The cane was sent to him by Old Blue, along with the extraordinary potions! In other words, they might have been purchased by Old Blue at the same party! This extraordinary party! No wonder Old Blue was so familiar with this place, he even knew the sequence of the organizer!
"Of course." Klein replied, took the two hoods, helped Fors disguise herself, and then put on a mask himself. He then walked into the dimly lit living room with only candles on the table.

There were about ten people sitting on the sofas and chairs here, all dressed in hooded robes and iron-colored masks, creating a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

Fors was very familiar with this kind of atmosphere. She led Klein to a corner and sat side by side with him, blending into the party very naturally. Klein was very curious and observed the members nearby without making a sound.

Well, there was a man opposite without a hood, revealing a chubby face that was half covered by a mask. He was also looking at my gold-studded cane... What on earth did old Blue do at the last party?
Several more people came one after another. The organizer, "Eye of Wisdom", who was sitting on the single sofa, said in an old voice:
"Backlund's official Beyonders have finally calmed down, and our party is going on as usual. It looks like we have a lot of new friends today. Ha, let's get started."

The only fat pharmacist who was not wearing a hood and half of his face was exposed immediately said:

"Old man... Um, has the 'Sun Waiter' from Intis come? Has the Black Snake come? I brought a lot of 'male companions' this time..."

Klein staggered. It was confirmed! Old Blue definitely bought the potion and cane from here! Everything was clear! From Intis? Old Blue fabricated an identity as an Intis person? And a sun waiter? This character setting... I have to continue using it, right?
"Uh, this... young man? How many do you want?" the fat pharmacist asked tentatively.

“…” Klein resisted the urge to look at Fors’ expression. Standing in this scene, he suddenly understood why Old Blue wanted to buy these social-death potions… People always hope that the other person is not so perfect… When he is not perfect enough, everyone will smile and accept him as a part of themselves.

Plus Intis's character... So he calmly said, "I'm very interested. Is the mummy powder real? Is the effect of the potion authentic?"

"Hey, professional!" The fat pharmacist patted his chest proudly and said, "Of course I use real mummy powder. They are all shipped from the southern continent. I also spent a lot of money to buy them! Uh, you definitely won't believe me just by me saying it. Black Snake? Didn't Black Snake come? Did it die in a corner... But I don't know the other buyers. Otherwise, let's ask Mr. Wisdom Eye to identify it?"

Appraisal... It's a good opportunity to see what it's like! Klein nodded, and then saw the Eye of Wisdom put on a ring inlaid with many tiny diamonds. After a while, the emerald gem on the ring bloomed with brilliant gold, like the gold of the sun. Then the old man quickly stretched out his right hand and let the gem touch the potion provided by the fat pharmacist. The golden rays finally evolved into a seal-like projection.

"It's real and effective!" Wisdom Eye announced in a deep voice, then took off the ring and said with a smile: "In fact, there is no need for identification. This is not the first time he has sold potions... It's just that this young man seems to be a new friend, and I'm afraid he won't believe our verbal testimony."

Klein nodded calmly and said, "I admire your character! Thank you for your demonstration. Now I have no doubts." It seems to be the ability of a "notary"? No wonder the little kitchen knife said it can do it!

And Fors felt a little dreamy. Why did it seem that Klein was more adapted to this extraordinary gathering than she was! Didn't he just come to Backlund...hadn't he never attended such a gathering?! Why did I sense such strong self-confidence from him...and a sense of mystery...aloofness?
How could she know that the Clown Klein had already shown his original performance as the Fool, just to avoid losing face in front of his companion Fors...

"Haha, hello new friend, er, Mr. Wisdom Eyes, can I sit next to him?"

After getting permission, the fat pharmacist moved to Klein's left and sat down. He said, "I guarantee you'll be satisfied with the efficacy of the medicine! How many do you want? By the way, each one costs 10 pounds."

Shit! Klein's defense was broken in an instant. 10 pounds?! So the 6 potions in the pile of debris on my gray fog, um, one of them is a hemostatic potion... The remaining 1 are 5 pounds?! Fuck! Take them down some time and refund me 50 pounds, how about that...

Fors on the right suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, she felt the familiar aura of Klein... It seemed that he was still himself, and he had forcibly disguised himself in order to complete the mission.

This is really amazing. Fors thinks that in his next book, he can write a protagonist who is very good at disguise. He is usually gentle and kind, but in order to protect his beloved, he transforms into a crazy, majestic, and mysterious emperor...

(End of this chapter)