Chapter 254: Master Ke pays for everything!
Brave Bar.

The disguised Old Blue picked up the foaming wooden cup and handed it to Klein, saying:

"Let's have a drink first, then go to the party. Hmm, you still look a little nervous?"

"I'm not so nervous anymore." Klein took a sip of beer and immediately felt the strong aroma of malt and the refreshing taste, which made him feel refreshed. He said:
"I'm just still thinking about what happened before..."

"Well...it's okay, I have a way. By the way, what's your alias?" Old Blue smiled brightly and took out his wallet from his inner pocket.

"Ah? An alias... Well, I haven't thought about it, but... everyone at the party calls me 'Young Master of Intis'..." Klein said awkwardly.

"Okay, okay!" Old Blue smiled happily, took out a few ten-pound notes from his wallet and slapped them in front of the bartender. His voice was not loud but it drowned out all the noise:

"Today's round of drinks will be paid for by Young Master Intis! Drink as much as you can! Shout out his name!"

The noisy crowd surrounding the boxing ring and the dog-catching-rat arena suddenly quieted down, and then an even more lively voice broke out:

"Master! Master!" "Intis? But as long as I buy you a drink, I can call you Master! Master!" "Intis!" "Master!"

"Puff!" Klein spat out the beer he had just drunk and raised his glass very unnaturally to greet the enthusiastic crowd.

I am not nervous anymore, but... I feel bad! That is money! Even if it is Old Blue's money, I still feel bad! It is not blown by the wind!

Klein had a tense expression, and was shocked to find that Old Blue had been urging him to drink for a long time, but he was holding the wooden cup of beer without taking a sip!
This... He remembered the promise that old Blue had made to his deceased wife: to stop drinking.

Quitting so completely? Not even drinking beer?! Klein couldn't help but take a sip of the foam to calm his nerves. Keeping his promise to this extent... is also a kind of paranoia, right? Being reliable is also... scary.

Suddenly, a fifty-year-old man with a trough nose and wearing a linen shirt came over with a limp. There was a huge scar on his face, and his smile looked particularly ferocious. He knocked on the table in front of the bartender and said:
"Lelangzi, don't add water or ice. I heard that this young master from Intis is treating us?"

Old Blue glanced at the other party and immediately replied:

"Of course, my young master is happy today. Not only does he want to treat me to a drink, he also wants to have some fun. Do you have any fun?"

"Yes!" Caspers drank a sip of Lelanzi, bared his teeth, and said hoarsely:
"There's a Texas Hold'em poker game being organized in card room number three. Two generous gentlemen are definitely welcome."

Klein also heard something different. He and Old Blue were here to attend the extraordinary gathering of the Eye of Wisdom and meet the Temperance Faction. They definitely weren't here to have fun...

And Old Blue made such a choice, which means that by following this person's guidance he can directly meet the "Temperance Faction"?
He couldn't help but look at the drunken nose twice more, silently memorizing the other person's face, and then gulped down a 4-penny bottle of Southwell beer...hiss! The Liqueur this person drank was more expensive than the beer I ordered...

Old Blue pointed to the table next to his glass of beer and said:
"Take this glass of wine to the person who opened the door for me. Hard work should be rewarded." Then he stood up from his chair and motioned to Caspers to lead the way.

Caspers picked up the glass of Lilanzi and grinned as he led the way:
"Outsiders are so particular! Unlike some local 'gentlemen', who want to be led by someone but don't pay a penny..."

Seeing that the two did not pay extra money, he complained in his heart but did not dare to say anything more. He led the two to a room next to the kitchen, knocked twice, and waited for permission to enter before pushing the door open.

Klein followed him into the card room, where more than a dozen people were playing Texas Hold'em, but he instantly sensed a strong smell of death! Both the "Insomniac" and the "Fortune Teller" were extraordinary people with high inspiration, and the combination of the two made Klein's inspiration even more outrageous!
He didn't even need to open his spiritual vision to see that among the dozen people, only one man in a white shirt and black vest was alive! No! This man also smelled like a corpse!
This guy actually plays poker with a bunch of dead people? Klein couldn't help but sigh. The people in this world all have some problems with their brains... It's a little scary, but I'm definitely not afraid, because... Old Blue has already joined the game! Klein couldn't help but hold his forehead...

Bang! Kaspers closed the door and left, making quite a noise.

Old Blue walked into the crowd without noticing anything unusual, sat down at an empty seat at the card table, and said leisurely:
"I'm sorry, I was busy the past two days and only found time to come here today... I hope I didn't delay your business?"

The old man even said politely to the "person" next to him:
"Could you please stand up and give my companion a seat? Thank you."

Klein seemed to be stunned for a moment when he saw that "person", and then he really nodded and gave up his seat! He had no choice but to take two steps forward and sit next to the old man.

Maric, wearing a white shirt and a black vest, stood up slowly and said to the two of them:
"It doesn't matter. Waiting is a virtue." But the malice in his eyes and the bulging veins on the back of his hands did not match his statement.

"Okay," Old Blue fiddled with the chips for a few times and said:
"Little Roselle and I are from Intis, and we don't care what you do in Loen after getting the 'Sun' spell.

"But...after actually meeting each other, I found it quite interesting..."

Huh? Little Russell? Who? Me? Klein was confused. What kind of loyal fan of the emperor would he name himself "Roselle"? Is this how his character is? Is there an old Russell?

"I forgot to introduce myself. You can call me... Old Russell." Old Blue was extremely thick-skinned and completely ignored Klein's slightly strange look.

"Marichi, you can call me Marichi," the pale-faced man looked at the two of them, and a blonde woman wearing a complicated black palace dress seemed to appear in his gemstone-like eyes! He said in a rather restrained manner:
"Two Screaming Talismans for a Sun Talisman of at least Sequence 5. This is the highest price we can offer. We need at least two Sun Talismans."

Old Blue counted out two chips from his hand, threw them casually near the other party's card table, and said:
“Yes, of course.

"Although I understand that I am talking to two of you now, but...how about asking that person to show up? Little Russell has never seen such a scene."

Maric paused, his eyes fixed on the two chips, and then a figure slowly emerged beside him. It was a woman with an equally pale face, light blonde hair, and wearing a black court dress.

She wore a small black bonnet, lifted her skirt and leaned slightly.

Klein was surprised. This was the "Ghost"? It really fit the name of this potion unexpectedly! Or was it a kind of "acting"?
(End of this chapter)