In the evening, the three of them saw a small town from afar. It's about the size of the Gobi town where Allen stayed when he was a child, but the buildings are taller and more popular. In the distance, you can see the gray smoke rising from the chimneys of the houses, and the lights are like stars falling down all over the town, which has an indescribable simple beauty.

Leon poked his head out of the car window and sighed against the cold wind, "Whether you believe it or not, I'd rather have my home like this than a luxurious but deserted mansion like that on a floating island." ”

"Moaning without disease." Alan said unceremoniously: "You don't have a low back pain when you stand and talk, and if you try to eat even a piece of black bread on the surface, you will cry and shout to go back to your cold but at least food and clothing home." ”

Leon clutched his chest, and with a look on my dying face, Lucy chuckled.

The speeding car drove into the town, and it was rare to see a flying car in the town, and although the rented car was only a few percent new, it made a group of children giggle and follow all the way. It wasn't until the car stopped in front of the only hotel in town that the innkeeper's son was called to scold him and run away. The young man had beautiful gray eyes and was ordinary-looking, but had a nimble mind. He opened the car door for Lucy with a gentlemanly demeanor, and then walked over to the silver-white man who was obviously the principal among the three: "Are you staying for one night, or a few days off?" ”

Although the other blonde young man among the three looked more like a well-to-do family, he clearly glanced elsewhere, not knowing whether he was admiring the night of the town or what he was looking for, and his mind was not focused on the present. However, the silver-haired man's eyes were clear, and the beautiful girl was also centered on him, and her eyes fell on him intentionally or unintentionally, and at a glance she knew that he was the one who really took the idea among the several people.

The gray-eyed young man has been rolling around in this town for several years, the town is not big, but there are always caravans in spring and summer every year, and he knows a lot of people. This ability is still there, and Alan appreciates his cleverness and gives a tip. Not much, enough for a young man to go to the bar for a few drinks in the evening, that's all.

"We'll stay for one night, it's time for dinner, is there any place in town to eat?" He asked casually.

The young man pointed to the east side of the street: "From here to there, about a hundred meters, there is an ice flower bar. At the time of the meal, I also run the business of the restaurant, and their fried veal loin is a signature dish, and you can go and say that I introduced it to Peter, and you can also give a 10% discount. ”

Alan smiled, knowing that these taverns and inns were related to each other, and it was probably true that the name of the young man was discounted, but the price should be two or three percent higher than usual, and the extra part was naturally a commission for Peter. He didn't break it either, and gladly accepted it.

In the end, the three of them settled on two rooms, one for Alan and Leon, and one for Lucy alone. When he learned that Eren was going to live with him, Leon winked at him, and although Alan was not a roundworm in his stomach, he knew the vulgar thoughts in the kid's heart. He didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he took Lucy and walked towards the Ice Flower Bar. As for whether Young Master Leon would follow up or not, he didn't mind at all.

Leon still stuck to it, the town was not much livelier than Vandersey, and there was only one lonely bar. If he doesn't go to the bar, how can he have any fun? The Ice Flower Bar is medium in size, and in the summer, there are open-air tables and chairs outside the bar, and in the winter, no one is full to drink outside the bar. A clean passage clears out of the snow in front of the bar, and the pine trees on both sides are green, and the light snow hangs between the branches and leaves. It's not beautiful, at least it's good-looking.

Although the bar has a cold name, it still feels warm when you walk inside. It's the time of the meal, there are not many customers in the bar, and now it's rare to have tourists in this season, and most of the people who visit the bar are acquaintances from the town. The three of them chose a table by the window and sat down, and Lucy went to the window room glass, full of childishness. Eren put the Red King wrapped in strips of cloth on the table, planning to customize a scabbard for the Red King after he returned. Leon's ass was still next to the chair, his eyes lit up, he pointed in the direction of the bar, and walked away.

Alan looked in the direction of his finger and smiled knowingly. There was a girl sitting at the bar, her back to them. But the fluffy black hair and slender figure are already good looks in this remote town. Leon was happy to see the hunt, but he didn't care about dinner, and he had already sat next to the house and started to do the pickling of girls.

A bartender came over and Alan asked for two fried veal loins, a loaf of bread, two specialty salads, and a bottle of red wine. I don't know if I don't look at the menu, but this small town is rich in food. Of course, the quality of taste is not comparable to that of Babylon, but in Allen's impression, there is rarely so much food on the surface. Back then, in the Gobi town, every winter, my mother had to go early to buy too much grain. At that time, being able to buy a bagel or two was already a great delicacy.

Alan did not forget to report Peter's name, and the bartender smiled a little more and spoke more attentively. When she brought the calf loin, which was roasted for two minutes and seven medium-rare, and the surface was golden and oily, Alan sniffed it and nodded, "You still have cumin powder?" ”

"The guest's nose is really smart." The bartender smiled: "These are all made by our boss himself, and you can't eat this kind of good food anywhere else." ”

Alan asked some questions casually, and the bartender knew that although he looked ordinary in his clothes, the tailoring and craftsmanship were all excellent, and he knew that the guest in front of him had a good family background and was willing to make friends, so he knew everything. Through the young woman's mouth, Alan knew that life on the surface had improved over the years. In particular, after the conflict with the Freedom Gate, the Federation has increased its support for the surface towns in the areas under its control. Not to mention, the winter grain storage alone has more than doubled compared with the past, and it is sold at a low price, only recovering the cost. This is undoubtedly a big improvement in the lives of people on the surface, so in this presidential election, Mobile is expected to be high in the polls on the surface.

Of course, improving life on the surface may also be some of the president's ways to win public opinion. But people do get the benefits, and that's enough for people on the surface.

The bartender was smiling as she left, and that was because Alan had stuffed a tip in her pocket, enough for her to buy a winter coat or two that fit her heart, and it was enough for her.

Alan ate the calf, which tasted good, and said, "When I was still living on the surface, not to mention such fried beef kidney, even a single meat bone was hard to see." It can be seen that in recent years, our president has put a lot of energy into resolving the contradictions on the surface, and otherwise there would not have been such improvements. ”

"Why, weren't you disgusted with him some time ago? Now it's good to praise him, it turns out that a calf loin is so powerful. ”

Alan shook his head and smiled: "This is called the right thing and not the right person, I can understand Mobit's approach." The federation began with the aristocracy, but in the end the aristocracy could not tolerate the federation. Unless it is an imperial system like your Idahuaxing, the contradictions between the Federation and the nobility will erupt one day, but it is only a matter of time. ”

"But your federation chose to fight with the nobles at this time, Mobit's plan is obviously inappropriate, did he want to cheapen the door of freedom for nothing. What's more, isn't there still a light hidden behind the scenes, and Mobit thinks he doesn't have enough opponents? Lucy shook her head and said, "If it were me, I would choose to compromise with the nobles." Isn't it more in line with the interests to solve the door of freedom first, and then find out the Light Hidden Society, and finally break with the aristocracy? ”

"Then I don't know, after all, I'm not the president." Alan laughed.

At this time, Leon slipped back like a ghost, and seeing that he had touched a gray nose, Alan pointed at him, and said to Lucy, "This is called hunting many eagles, and eventually eagles must peck at them." It seems that our Great Love Saint is not good. ”

Leon said solemnly: "I think we'd better get out of here, that woman is not simple." ”

"Did she beat you?"

Leon narrowed his eyes and said, "No, but she glanced at me, and the source power in Lao Tzu's body was almost not frozen." Shit, a bullshit town bumped into a maybe Dominator-level master. Coincidental? Hell yes, nine out of ten people are coming for us. ”

Eren put away his smile and looked at the woman at the bar. In his eyes, the light on the woman's body was shining, not necessarily bright, and he didn't know how Leon's so-called master came to his conclusion. Suddenly, the woman's body was full of luxury, and the tavern, which had been warm, suddenly seemed to have fallen into an ice cave. Alan could clearly see that his unopened bottle of red wine was rapidly frozen.

Leon slapped his palm on the table, his momentum soared, and he roared: "Lao Tzu is going to kill someone, if you don't want to die, get out." ”

Seeing that a few customers in the bar hadn't reacted, he immediately replaced the knife with his palm and slashed it. A rainbow flickered in the bar, and several tables and a wall were smashed by Leon's palm, and only then did the bar burst into screams. The guest bartender and the crying boss ran out as if they were running for their lives, but the old god of the woman at the bar was there. Until there were only two of them left in the bar, the woman sat in a chair and spun around, facing the three of them.

She is really beautiful, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, which is the age when the eyebrows and eyes are full of amorousness, even if she casually touches the posture of the long hair in her ears, it makes her mouth dry and irritable. She didn't look at Leon, she didn't look at Lucy, she just stared at Alan. But the words were said to Leon: "The son of the William family is so murderous, people obviously didn't do anything, but they didn't pay attention to you, so they shouted that they wanted to kill." No wonder they all say that the nobles deserve to die, and they really deserve to die. ”

She looked at Leon with a grin, "Are you right?" ”