Traveling through Tomorrow's Ark: Starting with a Yama Sword

Chapter 214: The Legend of Syracuse and the Evil Contact

(Today I recommend a Japanese electronic music song "Eternal Banquet", which feels like a loli dancing on the side)

“Is this man a butcher?”

When the people around saw Qiannian tearing apart a carload of family members with his bare hands, the expressions on their faces changed one after another - from an ordinary outsider to a killer who draws blood with every blow, it only took a few minutes. However, Qiannian, whose hands were stained with blood, did not care, as if he often... ahem, dealt with enemies.

Qiannian sighed and did not walk towards the tavern immediately. Instead, he chose a dark alley, walked in slowly, and then snapped his fingers - soon, he changed his clothes and walked out.

"This one-touch putting on and taking off function is pretty good. Now I don't get dirty at all."

At this point, it is not appropriate to appear in a tavern in Syracuse covered in blood, not to mention that he had killed a family member - although a low-level member, it was still a human life.

However, since coming to this land thousands of years ago, killing seems to have become a matter of course. This is not what he wants to see, but now that things have come to this, he can only take one step at a time.

[Are you sure you don't kill as you go? ]

“Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.”

Qiannian went to the pub wearing this casual outfit, looking relaxed and completely different from the man in black who had killed someone - but this time he did not rob the car or follow the local customs, but just let the car be scrapped there.

After thinking for a while, he still felt that it was not strong enough, so he threw a piece of the fragment at the car.

Looking at the burning car after the explosion, Qiannian left here with satisfaction, turned around and disappeared from the sight of passers-by.

"Fuck, it's a bit late. Texas must be waiting anxiously."

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Texas was not in a hurry. After she sat down, she chatted with the boss for a few words:

"A guest just came, but he doesn't seem to be from Syracuse."

The boss pointed to the piano next to him and said, "I allowed him to play a piece of music. He said it was from Siren Records. He was very interesting, but he was allergic to alcohol, so he asked for another drink, which he drank in one gulp."

"I often listen to songs by Siren Records."

Texas said, "It seems that he is indeed not from Syracuse. Do you remember what he looks like?"

"It's the one at the door."

The boss turned his gaze to the door again, and saw Qiannian walked in, but there was not a single stain of blood on his body.

"Boss, I'm here again."

"Oh, Texas, this is it."

When Texas saw the millennium, all the answers fell into place.

"So it was you who was complaining about alcohol allergy?"

Qiannian didn't know what to say, but Texas then said to the boss:

"He lied to you. He can drink quite well."

"So you guys know each other?"

"Well, he is my colleague."

Texas glanced at Qiannian, and Qiannian said calmly:

"That's right, we are colleagues."

Texas motioned to the boss to get two glasses of craft beer, and the boss was naturally happy to do so. During this process, Qiannian showed the knife that Texas had given him:

"I've taken care of it for you."

"Deal with what?"

She still had some questions, but when she saw the bloodstains on the knife, she seemed to be able to figure out what had just happened and why he was late.

"What else can I deal with? I am happy to deal with your so-called enemies."

Millennium was not a man who took risks, but Texas could feel that he had once accomplished a kill.

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"Ines, I actually kind of want to leave."

After a busy day, An called Ines. Seeing that there was no one around, Ines talked to her about this topic. After all, this kind of content was an absolute taboo topic in Rhodes Island. The problems caused by letting the cat out of the bag could implicate all adventurers.

"Going to Iberia? No problem actually."

Inès even pretended not to understand, but Ann quickly explained,

"Back to reality, you know I can go back anytime."

"what ever."

Inès has no right to interfere with adventurers other than her host, and this is even more so for special cases like An.