Henrik was very efficient, and as soon as he finished eating in the morning, he called Roger and left an address.

"I've already contacted you for you, and I said hello in advance, you go directly to him, explain your intentions, and he will help you build a new weapon according to your requirements."

"By the way, there is one more thing, the materials you asked me to help you collect have also arrived, and it just so happens that you will go to Bordeaux City this time, you can go and pick it up yourself."

"There's no way to mail those things by normal means."

"How much does it cost......"

"It can be seen that Henrik seems to be very short of money, the box of gold coins they obtained before has not been sold, and Roger still has a little saved from a few missions."

"I'll help you pay for it first, the ones in your hand are not enough, not to mention anything else, the deposit for casting the steel sword is more than 10,000."

"Uh......"

"Okay."

Roger can only thank again and again, he and Henrik have established a deep friendship after several missions, and they can be regarded as lifelong friendships with each other, so naturally there is no need to push money back and forth for this.

Don't look at Henrik yesterday with a greedy look for money, but in fact, even if Roger is really willing to give his part of the money to Henrik, Henrik may not want it.

If he does, he will definitely make up for Roger elsewhere.

The two know each other well.

When something like this happened to Amanda, it was naturally impossible for Andreine to continue to work like no one, so she specially asked the police station for a few days off, planning to accompany Amanda well.

The mother and daughter made a plan, just in time to take little Jack and his aunt's family to a nearby relative's house.

Originally, Andreine was going to call Roger, but Roger made an excuse and said that Professor Conders had something to do with music.

After a brief packing, Roger drove to the city of Bordeaux.

This was his first visit to the most prosperous seaside city in the vicinity.

As the largest city in the state, Bordeaux has a population of about 450,000 in the entire urban area, and the total population of the various towns under its jurisdiction is more than 1.5 million.

If it weren't for the hurricane in the thirties, the city of Bordeaux would be much more prosperous now.

Roger initially decided that the place that Anna asked him to find should be in the city of Bordeaux.

Because on the outskirts of the city, there is a river that winds around the city, and the whole river meanders like a crescent moon from the map.

So many years ago, the city was also known as Crescent City.

According to Roger's speculation, the city of Bordeaux should have been called the Crescent City when Anna was alive.

The distance from Baytown to Bordeaux City was not too far, and Roger drove fast, and it took about three hours or so to enter the city.

The whole city is divided into several areas, and from the outside, there is no metropolis style in Roger's impression, but with an inexplicable atmosphere of decay and oldness.

It is a city that alternates between the old and the new, but beneath the surface of prosperity lies some special culture left over from the colonial period hundreds of years ago.

According to the address given by Henrik, Roger parked his car in a nearby parking lot, and the place he was going to was a pedestrian street, and there was no way for the car to reach his destination directly.

Royal Street.

Despite its name, it is actually one of the oldest streets in the entire city of Bordeaux.

He retains a lot of Faku colonial architecture, the houses throughout the street are painted in colorful colors, and walking through the streets, Roger can see a lot of wandering tourists.

There are wandering musicians and artists who paint on the streets, and the melody of jazz is in the ears.

For a moment, Roger even thought that what he had experienced was just a dream.

"Sir, do you want to paint a portrait?"

"It only takes 15 minutes for me to draw it for you, trust me, it won't take you much time."

"Why not exchange the ordinary 15 minutes of your life for a fond memory of your time in Bordeaux?"

Stopping Roger was a girl in ripped jeans, slightly taller than the average girl, with some freckles on her face and what seemed to be of Nordic descent.

"Draw me one."

Roger sat on a low stool next to him.

"I have a request, you have to draw four eyes and two mouths on my face, and of course, after the drawing, it will be exactly the same as me."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then looked at Roger carefully, and then nodded.

"The customer is God, and I will meet your requirements."

As she spoke, she picked up the brush and sketched quickly.

The girl didn't seem to need to compare with Roger at all, she kept her head down, her attention fully focused on the paper.

And Roger didn't move, just looked left and right, the street was full of freedom and casualness, and the girl in front of him was also ordinary.

It's hard to think of the Hunters' Guild.

In less than 10 minutes, the girl stopped writing, and without even showing Roger her drawing, she quickly rolled it up and handed it to Roger.

"You're going to love it."

"Go to the end of the street, then go right into the alley, you will see a red iron door, hand this painting out, and someone will take you where you are going."

"By the way, there are ......"

As she spoke, the girl twisted her fingers.

"My tip."

Roger paid and turned to leave.

This is what Henrik can tell him, there is no acquaintance to guide him, the first time he goes to the swordsmith, he needs to get a certificate here first.

The old man was an eccentric, he only served those who were pleasing to the eye, and as for what kind of person was pleasing to the eye, this Roger did not know.

According to Henrik, although this painter does not have strong combat power, she is very talented, plus a period of training the day after tomorrow.

In her portraits, she can accurately show a quality in someone.

And this trait is the stepping stone handed to the swordsmith.

Roger didn't know what he looked like in the eyes of this girl, the scroll in his hand was tied with a string, and he didn't intend to break the rules.

Following the direction of the girl's guidance, Roger came to the iron door, he knocked on the door, a gap was opened, and after thinking about it, Roger stuffed the scroll in his hand along the gap.

This should be a special passage for newcomers, and old people like Henrik will have other ways to enter.

The opposite street was bustling, but there was no one in this alley, and at this moment, another woman came to the entrance of the alley, and before Roger could look at the other party, the iron door was opened, and a voice sounded.

"Sir, you have been invited."

"Please follow me!"

Without any hesitation, Roger pushed the door open.

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