Violet and the Thorn Bird

"Thank you," Gal took his bronze hunter medal from the waiter, "Miss, forgive me for being abrupt, but did you wear the perfume of Diphne Flower today? It smells really good."

The waitress blinked her charming eyes at him and laughed crisply.

"What's wrong with him?" Gray drank his beer. "He praised women in front of Berg? He's not like that at home."

"He said he was going to practice how to talk normally," Fanny said. "Aren't we talking normally? He just wanted to flirt."

They were all wearing black cloaks, sitting in a specific corner of the Onion Tavern, and the noise around them did not dare to disturb them.The free mercenary group is here to officially accept the crusade order today, and Garr also needs to register as an adventurer with the onion.

"Are you always alone with your back to the crowd?" Gal played with the bronze medal and sat down opposite Borg. "This will make curiosity even more crazy."

"I'm more comfortable being alone than being ostentatious." Borg's cloak covered his eyes, and his straight nose and corners of his mouth formed a signal to keep strangers away.

"The human world is really wonderful," Gal said. "There are so many delicious things, and the onion donuts are also very good. Can I ask to bring a few bags when I go home?"

"Of course," Borg said, "as long as you have the money."

"...boss." Gal got down on his knees and clasped his hands together, "Can I pay in advance? I'll return it to you after I finish the task! Please, I will lose weight day by day because I miss the donuts here."

"I never advance," Borg said.

"But you said I was special." Gal smiled slyly, "Make an exception for me again."

"The money is here." Borg's lips gradually curved, "Take it, don't eat too much, sweets are not good for your teeth."

"You're such a good man Borg!" Gal shook the gold coins to make a jingle sound, happily going to buy his donuts.

While Gal is buying donuts, there is commotion outside the saloon.Not long after, the half-body door was pushed open, and people from Lake's army walked in. The tavern was immediately quiet, and countless adventurers who were not easy to mess with were staring at the team in neat military uniforms.The neatly dressed old butler Peter stepped into the tavern with a cane, his eyes only fell on Borg's position.

"Mr. Stoke." Peter bent slightly, "Miss invited you to the manor to attend the banquet tonight, please be sure to honor me."

Borg didn't look back. He drank the glass of beer before saying, "Here we come."

"Do I have to wear this?" Gal shifted his neckline uncomfortably. "Like a sparkly fool."

"Stop complaining, brat." Gray was also wearing a noble satin robe, but this one was a bit small, making him look very majestic as a dwarf. "At least you can still run! I feel like I'm being tied up."

"Dressing gorgeously has unexpected effects." Fanny's dress has layers of skirts, which are gorgeous and heavy. She lifted her skirt indecently and kicked her legs, "My internal organs are about to be strangled out! This is not yet In winter, this suit is already suffocating. I really don't understand why they can't make the skirt a little thinner? No one wants to touch a lady's ass at a party!"

"Not necessarily." Gal's hair was brushed up, making him look like a little darling still in college.He said, "There are always people with different interests, but I don't agree with adding skirts for protection. It should be made light so that ladies can kick each other's children quickly after being touched on the bottom."

"I like this proposal." Fanny pulled her chest violently, "I hate women with rough waves!"

"I quite like it." Gray glanced at her, "You should eat more meat."

The three of them pushed open the door and walked out together.The maid outside led them to the banquet hall. The thin carpet in the middle of the corridor was embroidered with daffodils, and the portraits of the various generations of the Lake family were hung in an orderly manner on both sides.These three people were well-dressed, and the moment they walked out the door, they entered a state of airs.Fanny's skirt trailed behind her, and she walked with a dignified posture and an amiable smile.

"Where did the Borg go?" Gall asked.

"To see the Valkyrie," Gray said. "They're old friends. They used to be together at St. Vers College."

"I guarantee you will stare in a moment." Fanny said brightly, "Heloise's beauty will make you marvel at the exquisiteness of the dress. If we come, she usually appears with Borg, and when Borg takes off the black Cloak, wow...you'll love his imp even more."

"Hmm." Gal smiled, "I'm looking forward to it."

They passed through the portrait corridor, and then turned around the fragrant garden, and officially entered the scope of the banquet hall.The Lake Daffodil logo is everywhere, and the carpet reaches the hall door.The maid stopped by the door of the hall and bowed to greet her, and the servants inside immediately called out their names.

"Keep smiling." Fanny kept smiling and whispered, "Hurry up Gray, laugh!"

"Ahaha..." Gray squeezed out a smile, and hugged the person who greeted him.

They were clearly the hottest thing in the circle, and Gal's flattering looks only earned him brief attention from the ladies before he was quickly ignored on the fringes.Gal is happy to be ignored because he's more interested in good food.

"Where is your little lover?" Heloise smiled and took Borg's arm, "Please say sorry to him for me."

"You're welcome." Borg scratched his blond hair back, his blue eyes sharp, "he doesn't even care when I show up."

Heloise laughed, "You should keep an eye on him tonight. The wizard and Randolph are here. Once Borg's weakness appears, they will swarm like jackals who smell the scent."

Borg stepped through the hall door. "Please hurry them up, I can't wait."

"Praise the Valkyrie." Randolph was still handsome in his fine attire today. He recently received a warning from the temple because of the unicorn, so he turned a blind eye to Borg.He leaned over to salute Heloise, but didn't kiss the back of her hand, because everyone knows that Heloise doesn't like it, "You are as beautiful as the moonlight on a frozen lake tonight."

"Thank you Randolph." Heloise nodded slightly, "I hope you have a good time tonight."

"You are so beautiful that I can't look away," the old wizard also leaned over, "God Ankli, you are the most beautiful girl in my heart."

"I'm flattered." Heloise smiled, "May I be able to satisfy you tonight."

"My dear Borg." The old wizard turned to Borg and said kindly, "Long time no see, I am so glad to see you."

"Mr. Wolf." Borg bowed his head, "I miss you very much."

"It's time for you to go home and see your child." The old wizard patted him on the shoulder, "Before the cold winter."

"I will," Borg said.

While exchanging greetings, the male servant at the door called the roll again.However, this time the name made everyone in the banquet hall gather, because what they heard was "Sean", and the Sean they knew was the Dragon Knight.But the one who came was very handsome, even too handsome.His satin robe is exquisite and has an extraordinary temperament.

"This is a new customer." Heloise said, "The largest onion ball merchant in the Eastern District."

Onion Balls aren't easy to come by, they only grow in the Forest of Magic, and by comparison, they're more like a botch of the Temple's Peeping Eye.It can also be used for surveillance, but nothing more than that, which is why it is called "the eyeball of the thorn bird".

Sean came to Heloise in front of everyone's attention, and he didn't take his eyes off Heloise for a second.He bent down, took the Valkyrie's flawless fingertips, and kissed the back of her hand lightly.

"My goddess." Sean looked at her, "I would give my life for your beauty."

What a bold maniac.

But Heloise was not angry, she smiled happily at Sean, "You made me the most envied woman tonight."

Sean laughed too, and his eyes were—green.

In the same eye color as Gal, Borg secretly felt a little unhappy.He felt subtly, keenly aware that this man named Sean... was extremely dangerous.

Sean only glanced at Borg without saying hello.His politeness hides arrogance, and no one but Heloise pays attention to him.

"His name is Sean?" Borg asked as Sean left.

"The name of the dragon knight." Heloise said, "a proud man, but too proud to be annoying."

"Be careful." Borg took the wine from the servant, "This man is like a sharp knife."

"Well..." Heloise said, "but I think he is very cute, very cute."

"Don't fall into danger." Borg said as he drank the wine in his hand, "Excuse me."

He saw Sean and Gal standing together, the chattering green-eyed brat smiled at Sean easily, and followed Sean to the wide balcony behind the curtain under Borg's gaze.

interesting.

Borg's wine glass is thrown on the tray.

There were a lot of roses planted on the balcony, and Gal picked one out at random.

"Luxurious enjoyment." He smelled the rose, "My brother."

"Don't call a flower a brother," Sean said. "Our little fool still hasn't changed his mind, so how are you feeling while you're here?"

"It's novel and boring." Gal smiled at him.

The two opened their arms at the same time and hugged each other.

"You haven't shown up." Gal leaned against the railing, "I thought you were lost."

"I stumbled in the East End." Sean stood beside him. "I'm glad to see you safe and sound. You should go to Gal with me. I can bring you into the kingdom more safely."

"Yes, Mother Sean." Gal laughed, "Don't be like this, Sean, I can do it. You have more important things... Is the restoration of the forest going well?"

"The snake stone you sent back from the Ratman worked well." Sean bit a cigarette in the wind, "Fortunately, you protected Zhishu, it survived, and everything still has a chance."

"I really hate flames." Gal pinched off the rose and slowly rubbed it on his fingertips, "Thanks Randolph, if his fire hadn't made Zhishu howl, I would still be asleep. I'm disgusted by what I've downloaded all the time. I'm going to find Grant's daughter and send her back."

"Gal." Sean said lightly, "You must understand that some things cannot be repaired. I hope that when you see her... you can face this point squarely."

Gal didn't speak, his fingertips lightly brushed across the carved stone railing, leaving a scratch.

Xiao En saw it, so he changed the subject, "Are you going with Xia Ge's son? He is notorious in the kingdom."

"He's special," Gal said. "You don't even hide your indifference to him."

"Yes." Sean flicked off the cigarette ash, "He is not Xia Ge. A man who abandons his sword is like giving up fighting. This is enough to make me lose my fighting spirit. He is not worth it."

"You'll regret it, Sean." Gal laughed against the wind, "I promise - he's the kind of guy who would bite someone else's throat if he lost his limbs."

"You are too partial to him." Sean crushed the cigarette.

"I told you he's very special." Gal said as he raised Sean's palm and stuck it to his left eye, "Come and try brother, I just want to know if there is anyone else who can control my burning pain..."

Borg opened the curtain and saw Gal leaning over Sean's palm.

He raised his eyebrows suddenly, "Excuse me."

But there was no intention of turning around and leaving.

Sean looked at him, and the atmosphere was suddenly bad.