Chapter 148: Joseph Backer
Annan had known about the shop, which was said to be a "baker from the royal capital".
The first time he spoke to Salvatore, he made a point of writing down all the places and characters that might have a story.
He wouldn't have been able to introduce them to each player when they arrived......
It's just that before, Annan didn't realize that the plot of this "baker" would be so important.
His original plan was to arrange idle players to go to various places in Frozen Water Harbor to find out the news. These characters with secrets, you can wait for the players to investigate about the same, and then Annan will come and send a mission, ask for the information, and give them some rare rewards and a lot of favorability.
It's a hidden mission.
Annan can be sure that once the keywords "rare", "hidden", and "limited" are involved, even the rewards will generally be swiped by a large number of players. Not to mention that the rewards are abundant......
β¦β¦ But who would have thought that this baker was actually a sweeping monk?!
"It's weird......"
Annan gritted his teeth, a little depressed.
He was now wearing a somewhat thin coat, running fast in the cold December wind on the deserted streets. Fortunately, the moonlight in the frozen water harbor is still relatively bright, and if it is not illuminated, at least the road can be distinguished.
It was already half past ten in the evening...... Frozen Water Harbor isn't like Roseburg either. There was no nightly entertainment, and the fishermen had already gone to sleep.
That is, some stores that will open tomorrow morning are still diligently preparing for what they will use tomorrow morning.
They watched Annan run by, and they were a little surprised.
After being stunned, he saluted Annan with some trepidation.
And Annan was also very polite and returned the salute to them one by one.
Half an hour later, Annan finally ran to the bakery, which was not too far from the city lord's mansion.
ββAuthentic Wangdu Bakery.
Very concise yet powerful signature name.
It's like authentic ββ xiaolongbao and authentic XX meat sandwich bun...... Plain.
But the bread here is really delicious.
There are also a few players who bought Annan bread here for breakfast and snacks. One thing to say, the taste is indeed okay......
At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the door of the bakery was closed. But there was still some light inside.
"-Anyone, please?"
Annan raised his voice and asked, slapping the door hard: "Is there anyone!" β
After a long while, a confused and impatient voice came from inside: "It's sold out a long time ago - what time is it!" β
"I'm Don Juan Geraine."
After the other party answered, Annan directly revealed his identity: "Please open the door." β
This is just in case.
If Annan had knocked on the door by calling his name and Bakr didn't want to see him, he could have pretended not to be there or had fallen asleep......
Wait for him to answer, and then reveal his identity.
At least it can make Bakker unable to play dead.
After about seven or eight seconds, Annan heard the sound of the door lock turning.
The wooden door opens.
The "Baker" who appeared in front of Annan's eyes really looked quite similar to the sledgehammer brother in the copy. The only difference is that the Sledgehammer brother looked to be in his thirties forty-five years ago...... Forty-five years later, he looked like he was in his fifties and approaching sixty.
There are some gray hairs on his head and many wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. But his momentum is still very calm, and the whole person is quite energetic, even at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, there is not the slightest sleepiness.
And the biggest difference is that he no longer has the ferocious killing intent and anger of forty-five years ago. The whole atmosphere became calm and calm.
β¦β¦ It seems that there will probably be no danger.
Annan breathed a sigh of relief.
But looking at Baker's face, a question immediately appeared in Annan's mind:
How old is this big brother?
Bakker's gaze subconsciously looked ahead of him, and then he paused before looking down at Annan without a trace.
His gaze immediately moved to the bronze ring between Annan's fingers, and then quickly moved away, looking at the ground.
ββ¦β¦ Is there anything going on with your lordship? β
His voice was respectful.
"Something, indeed. Can I go inside, though? β
Annan nodded, and made a childish, polite and somewhat weak voice: "It's a little cold outside......"
Hearing this, Buckle hesitated slightly.
He quickly responded: "It's a bit messy, please wait for me to clean it up...... Right away. β
With that, he closed the door again.
Annan raised his eyebrows slightly,
- That's not polite behavior.
Generally speaking, it is better to send guests to the living room first, right? At least it's not possible to let the guests blow the cold wind outside......
Bakr came from the royal capital, not from the country. Will he not understand these etiquette?
Or is there anything about him that Annan can't see?
Is it destroying evidence?
But that thought soon stopped.
Because Buckle cleaned up too quickly......
He closed the door for about four or five seconds before opening it again. And Annan didn't hear any sound from him, and he didn't see any sound and light effects inside. It even feels a little quieter inside.
"Please come in, lord......"
Bakr respectfully welcomed Annan in.
He led Annan through the bread shop and into the courtyard at the back. Then he walked through the courtyard to the back room.
After leading Annan to sit down in the living room, he made Annan a new pot of black tea.
Annan looked at the tea box with some curiosity.
Although King Noah's country has the habit of drinking tea, if Annan remembers correctly...... The tea that Bakel drank was better than Salvatore's.
Is the bread rubbing business so profitable?
Waiting for Bakr to pour hot tea for Annan, Annan said gently: "I just heard some words. I'll talk about it first, and please don't pay too much attention to the content of the conversation after that......
"This ...... Hmmm......"
"Joseph Buckle."
Without waiting for Annan to ask, Bakr directly said his full name: "You can call me Joseph directly, my lord." β
"Well then, Joseph."
Annan is as good as a stream.
He asked softly, "I want to know, how many years ago were you from Frozen Water Harbor?" β
"About...... More than forty years ago. β
Joseph replied.
"Exactly?"
Annan asked, "Yes......
"βForty-five years ago?"
Hearing this, Mr. Joseph Bakr fell silent.
He paused, then sighed suddenly.
He leaned back with some weakness.
"Do you want to ask me...... Do I recognize Amos? β
The corners of Joseph's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled bitterly: "If this is the problem, then I do know it." β
As he spoke, he glanced at Annan's ring again.
Seeing that Annan didn't reply immediately, he asked rhetorically, "I guess you just came out of the nightmare?" Are you ...... A nightmare that you got into on your own? β
"I entered the nightmare under the protection of Priest Louis."
Annan nodded and said softly.
He opted for a relatively less high-profile statement.
"That's right."
Seeing this, Joseph relaxed slightly, and chuckled, "Am I ...... Scaring you in a nightmare? β
"It's okay."
"I was in that nightmare back then. At that time, I was also scared of myself...... But I was clever and convinced myself directly. β
He took a sip of his tea and said.
Annan keenly noticed one word.
"You say...... Back then? β
Annan asked.
He also noticed that Joseph was not wearing a body bearing.
Whether bronze or silver...... Nothing.
He wore a thin shirt at home, and the silver bracelet he had seen in his nightmare was gone.
Joseph had nothing to hide on this topic.
He nodded: "I gave up." Now I don't want to be transcendent. β
β¦β¦ You're talking lightly.
Annan's eyelids jumped.
The Transcendent - Can You Say If You Don't Do It, You Can't Do It?
Isn't there no turning back after entering this industry?
"If you're planning to recruit me...... All I can say is that if there is anything I can do to help, I will definitely help. β
Joseph smiled bitterly, "But I'm a wreck now." The remnants of the cast ability do not move, and the estimate of what can be done is limited......"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the kitchen and commanded:
"[Keep working]."
I saw that in the kitchen not far away, the dough suddenly came to life and began to knead itself. The leavened dough is lined up in the oven β and the bread has to jump out before that.
First out, first in, like you're on the subway.
"Simple 'temporary activation'. I can't continue to use my loader, and the remaining casting power is enough to keep me from starving...... It's not even the silver tier. β
Joseph spread his hands: "I didn't know what you were here for, and I turned around and went into the house just to make them stop...... Prevent the big night from scaring you. β
"What happened forty-five years ago?"
Although Joseph's spell has many slots, Annan ignores this point and prioritizes the more important question: "What is the real ending in the end?" β
Joseph paused.
He opened his cloak and turned his back to Annan.
I saw that behind his back were dense scars like spider webs.
But that's not a scar.
It's more like a spider web after a bullet hits bulletproof glass. The cobwebs were all veins that burst out of him, leaving dark cyan bumps on his back that were still pulsating slightly with his heartbeat.
And in the center of the cobweb scar......
That location, about his heart.
"I've actually been killed by Amos once. He launched a sneak attack from the future, and he had a powerful spell in his hand that I couldn't dodge or defend against. I was struck in the heart by the Dirty Blood Bullet, a secret curse of 'that sect', and I was thrown into a powerful curse and fell into a near-death stateβ"
Joseph put down his clothes, turned back to Annan, and replied slowly and earnestly:
"But after that, he didn't kill me. The reason is ...... If I die, the curse in my bearer will leak.
"βyes, he stole my curse bearer."
Chapter 2, update complete!
(End of chapter)