His Royal Highness

Early the next morning, when Chu Xique woke up, she didn't see her coat when she got up from the bed, but she had changed into a black leather one. At this time, Su Qian happened to come in from outside the door with Holding a plate of delicate-looking breakfast: "Captain, are you awake?"

"Where are my clothes?" Chu Xique asked.

"That, I put it away." Su Qian whispered, "That clothes are covered with blood."

Chu Xique thought for a while, and it was indeed not suitable for walking on the street in blood-stained clothes. He nodded and put on the clothes Su Qianxin had prepared, then took a sip of milk from the cup: "Boat Have you bought your tickets yet?"

"I've bought it, but it's only one o'clock in the afternoon." Su Qian replied.

"what time is it now?"

"It's 09:30 now, Captain." Su Qian replied.

"There's still some time." Chu Xique said after biting a piece of bread, "I want to go down for a stroll, you can come with me."

"Yes, Captain."

So after finishing breakfast, the two of them went out. They didn’t ride horses because they were just strolling around, but just walked on the street by themselves. Dust City is the fusion place of various races, countries and continents, so it’s almost Diversified development, although the people walking on the road all look like human beings, but who knows whether he is human or not.

At this moment, Chu Xique saw a shop next to it. It was decorated in Japanese Sakura style, and the signboard was made of wood with the word "Bei Chi" written on it. Chu Xique stopped, and Su Qian was beside him. Seeing the direction Chu Xique was looking at, he asked, "Captain, what's wrong?"

"I'm thinking about whether to bring some special products back. If I go out and don't bring something back, she will be angry." Chu Xique said.

"Ah, is it for Madam?" Su Qian suddenly realized.

"Yes." Chu Xique put his hands in his pockets and walked into the store. Su Qian immediately followed. As soon as he entered, he saw a man cutting vegetables behind the freezer. He had silver-gray hair. Wearing a brown Japanese cherry dress, there are small tattoos on the exposed arms, which are also Japanese cherry blossom characters. The kitchen knife is struck rhythmically on the cutting board, and the slender cucumber is cut into several thin slices, each of which is almost equal in thickness , Chu Xique looked over and couldn't help admiring: "Good sword skills."

Seeing a guest coming in, the man stopped chopping vegetables, raised his head and greeted him with a smile: "Hey, welcome, both of you."

"Hello," Chu Xique said with a smile, "Are you the owner of this shop?"

"That's right, my name is Goro Kitachi, please give me your advice." The man smiled slightly, blinking his brown eyes.

Chu Xique nodded, but instead of looking around in a hurry, he focused on the man's saber skills. After careful observation, he was even more sure that this man's saber skills were extraordinary: "Good saber skills."

"Hey, thank you for the compliment, I'm a little practicer." As he spoke, he took out another lively fish from the tank next to him, and quickly removed the head and tail.

"Hey, boss, what kind of fish is this?" Chu Xique stared at the fish feeling very novel.

"Eel is a specialty of Wazakura." Kitachi Goro is skilled in knife skills, and he cuts the eel in one fell swoop, puts him on the oven to roast, sprinkles seasonings, and the aroma wafts out immediately .

"Boss, what is this?" At this moment, Su Qian pointed at the one in the counter at the other end, holding a toothpick in his hand, and he ate a sample product placed outside the counter, "It's delicious."

"Ah, that's red bean yokan, it's delicious." Kitaji Goro gave a thumbs up.

Su Qian nodded to Chu Xique, and Chu Xique said: "Boss, help me pack a portion of the red bean yokan, and give me a portion of the grilled eel."

"Okay! I'll give you this, fresh!" Kitachi Goro baked the eel and wrapped it in paper, then took some red bean yokan and wrapped it carefully in paper, tied it with red thread After it was finished, I handed it to Chu Xique, "Okay, take it, eat the eel while it's hot."

"Okay, I understand." Chu Xique took the packaged yokan, and at this moment, bursts of music suddenly wafted from outside the store.

"It's the sound of the guitar." Su Qian said, "Where did it come from?"

"Ah, it's on the opposite side." Kitaji Goro said, "The Miruer bar on the opposite side is opened by the demon clan. There is a singer in the bar, who is handsome, sings well, and plays the guitar well. , is a celebrity in our area."

"Oh?" Chu Xique had already opened the package, and poked a piece of eel with a bamboo stick and put it to his mouth.

"Would you like to take a look, team..." Su Qian suddenly thought that he should conceal his identity, so he suppressed the word captain.

Chu Xique shrugged: "It's fine anyway, let's go and have a look."

So the two of them left the shop and crossed the street to the Miluer bar opposite. The bar was not particularly noisy because everyone was attracted by the guitar sound of the resident singer.

"What would you two like to drink?" The bartender had white hair, but purple eyes, and was wearing a neat shirt, bow tie, suit and vest.

"Well, what's there?" Chu Xique sat in front of the bar, and Su Qian sat beside him. To be honest, Chu Xique didn't come to the bar very often.

Hearing what Chu Xique said, the bartender took out a menu and handed it to Chu Xique. When Chu Xique opened the menu, Su Qian went over to look at it, and said in surprise, "It's so expensive?"

"We buy all the wine here from Vesery, of course it's expensive." The bartender said with a smile.

"Weizerui?" Hearing this name, Chu Xique couldn't help but pay more attention.

"That's right, our bar has cooperation with the Veserui family." He glanced at the singer next to him, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Mo En, he belongs to the Veserui family."

"what?"

The resident singer next to him heard someone calling his name, stopped playing the strings in his hand and raised his head, smiling, "I'm just a side blood of Veserui."

"In that case," Chu Xique said, "Why don't you order me a drink? I don't know much about wine."

"Let me have some?" Moen plucked the guitar strings casually in his hands, making a nice melody, as if thinking, "Nightingale Rose."

"Ah, it's a fairy tale." Su Qian said.

"Do you think this gentleman is troubled by love?" the bartender quipped.

Chu Xique was a little puzzled, at this moment Mo En said again: "No, I just simply think that this gentleman is suitable for this kind of wine. It is sweet and fragrant, refreshing, and when drinking, there is a feeling of a bird flying freely in the sky .”

Chu Xique was silent. In fact, the implication was really good, not to mention that there is a word in his name related to birds: "Then Nightingale Rose, uh... another glass of orange juice." He remembered that Su Qian had a bad drinker, and then He looked at Mo En next to him again, "Nightingale Rose, have two glasses."

"No problem." The bartender said, and went to make drinks.

"Did you know? This wine was invented by our Patriarch," Moen said while strumming the guitar, "He also got inspired by the fairy tale, which one is more precious, love or life, but for blood races, life is irrelevant Yes, so the answer is obvious."

"Have you met your Patriarch?" Chu Xique asked.

"I've seen it a few times," Moen replied, "Our Patriarch likes to make all kinds of wine, some are bad and some are good."

"Is that so..." Chu Xique looked at Mo En, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Then have you met our Patriarch?" Moen suddenly asked again.

"I've seen it once." Chu Xique replied.

"Huh? Captain, how did you meet..." Su Qian who was next to him suddenly asked.

"Oh? That's rare, what do you think of him?" Mo En was ahead of Chu Xique's reply, and his fingers were still plucking the strings.

"...a very puzzling guy." Chu Xique said, coughing dryly and answering Su Qian in a low voice, "When watering water yesterday, he came here, and only glanced at it from a distance."

"That's it." At this time, the bartender had already brought out the drinks, and Chu Xique and Mo En each picked up a glass of purple wine, "Cheers."

"cheers."

With a ding, the wine glasses touched together lightly.

"Why do you ask me this?" Chu Xique asked, looking at Mo En, the power had been activated invisibly, and he took a closer look at him.

"It's nothing, just ask." Moen put down his wine glass, gathered his fingers and brushed the strings.

"Really? You're not going to complain to your Patriarch, are you?" Chu Xique teased.

"I can't even see him, how can I complain." Moen shrugged, took another sip from the glass, and looked at the bartender, "I put too much blueberry juice."

"It's true that your hands trembled a bit. You drank it all." The bartender smiled.

Then, Mo En and the bartender teased each other in various ways, and Chu Xique almost finished drinking quickly, and said to Su Qian, "Let's go."

"Huh? Okay." Su Qian also hurriedly drank the orange juice in her hand, wiped her mouth and followed Chu Xique's pace to the outside of the bar, "Captain, why are you walking so fast?"

Chu Xique said in a low voice when he got outside: "Crescent Moon Red."

"what?"

"That Mo En is Crescent Moon Red." Chu Xique repeated.

"Ah? No way? Him?" Su Qian couldn't believe it.

"Crescent Moon Red can pretend, but I'm not mistaken, he is." Chu Xique said, "So hurry up."

"Oh, good."

At the same time in the Miluer Bar, seeing Chu Xique leave in a hurry, the bartender bent over the bar and said to Mo En, "Did he recognize you?"

"It seems so." Moen smiled, still strumming the guitar, "It's the second time..."

"This human being is not simple. He can even recognize your camouflage technique. Wouldn't it be easier to recognize me?" The bartender smiled, his purple eyes curled up slightly like a fox.

"He doesn't know you, Jesso." Moen glanced at the bartender.

"It would be really interesting if he recognized me." The bartender named Jesso laughed, "Speaking of which, why do you care so much about a Crusader captain?"

"Ah, how should I put it?" Moen lowered his head and played a piece of music that sounded full of memories, "It's probably fate."