The Night Adorer Chapter 15: Hunter assessment
73 Nancy Avenue, in a townhouse.
"The cabinets here have to be cleaned up, hand them to me over the balcony."
"Gosh, the bathroom has to be cleaned up, it's too dirty..."
"What division of labor? The bathroom belongs to you, isn't it common sense that the stairs belong to me?"
After some cleaning, Sulman wiped the sweat from his head, even if he was an extraordinary person, he wanted to clean the room.
As for Ibis next to him, she is even more unsightly, her fair and pretty face is flushed, leaning on the sofa, a pair of blue eyes like the sea, staring at Sulman, this guy is too gentleman The demeanor actually asked the lady to clean the bathroom... and confidently affirmed that it was her job obligation, which made Ebis feel itchy.
Ibis, who grew up among the religious giants, has been sought after since she was a child. How has she ever received such treatment?
The man is under the eaves and has to bow his head.
However, Ibis didn't have any particular complaints. From the moment she turned down the maid for Sulman, she acquiesced to the job in her heart. After all, Sulman proved his character in the car. Compared to sleeping on the street, Ibis felt that it was safer to be a maid in his house-most importantly, her identity could not be. Exposed.
Before she learned the ability to protect herself, Ibis didn’t plan to leave here, but in fact, she would never think of the guy in front of her, who was actually a person who couldn’t reveal her true identity........ The two were extremely similar. .
After dinner, the two of them went back to their houses. They rented a large house with two floors.
Both bedrooms are on the second floor, Sulman’s room is the main room, and Ibis lives in the side room diagonally opposite.
"Good night."
Before closing the door, Sulman greeted her, but in response he closed the door with a bang.
However, Suhlman, with his keen hearing, still heard a faint, almost imperceptible sound of mosquitoes and flies--
"Good night..."
Sulman smiled secretly, but instead of closing the door and entering the room, he used his control of the body to quietly go downstairs.
changed into a night coat in the lobby, Suhlman had the secret tones in his arms, and suddenly the voice of ‘flame of sin’ came out:
"Congratulations, you have one more, half-sister."
's tone was a little teasing, it was simply not in line with his status as the Grand Duke. In Sulman’s impression, Duke Sinflame was aloof, and there was a horrible existence that made sentient beings tremble. I never thought that he would have this too. one side.
However, in the concept of Lord Sinflame, his identity has not been exposed, and it is not difficult to understand the other party's tone.
"This helps conceal my identity. No one would have thought that someone with a'sister' would be the escaped descendant of the Stuart family..." Sulman shrugged Shrugged and said truthfully.
Regarding the excuses in this regard, he had already figured out how to fool the ‘Sinflame’ Grand Duke.
"Then, do you really plan to be a bounty hunter next?" Sinflame was fooled and asked about business.
"Yes, don't you want to unblock it?" Sulman continued: "I become a bounty hunter. On the one hand, I can become stronger faster. On the other hand, the information channels for the bounty hunter are very well-versed. , And there is a lot of income. I think if you want to break the seal, you must not do without the magic ritual. This is also inseparable........"
's words seemed to touch the heart of Sinflame, and he didn't refute it anymore.
In the cold northern region, and even in the world of Evernight, bounty hunters are a very common industry. Basically, within every civilized city-state, there will be a gathering point for bounty hunters-hunters. bar.
In the afternoon, Chris sent the address of the Hunter’s Bar and a "assessment token", which is used to participate in the qualification assessment of bounty hunters and requires acquaintances. For the Lionheart Chamber of Commerce, this It’s not hard to get things.
After all, bounty hunters are mainly elites among ordinary people, and the extraordinary are only a minority.
Evaluation tokens are still relatively easy to obtain. Of course, Sulman also owes Chris a favor, plus the promise to him earlier, presumably, I will help him deal with the Chamber of Commerce’s evaluation in the future. Be regarded as each take what they need.
There is no need to open the envelope, and Sulman knows the location of the Hunter's Bar based on his past life memory.
Sulman walked along Nancy Street and came to the River Tyre, which runs through the city. In sight, a long steel bridge across the river, like a giant beast under the night The end of his sight.
The Tyre River is originated from the Alfred Mountains, passing through the city of Solan, Steel City and other civilized city-states. It belongs to one of the many underground rivers in the north. About 2/3 of its total is buried in Large underground, the remaining 1/3 show up in the city.
Passing a steel bridge called the ‘Day and Night Bridge’, Sulman stepped into the steelmaking zone.
Gangdian City is one of the civilized city-states in the cold soil of the north. The divisions within the city also follow the social class. Like the jazz district where Sulman lives, it belongs to the residential area of the British or wealthy businessmen. The southern part of Diancheng.
is more advanced than it is the Imperial Palace, which must have a noble title to move in. It is located in the central and half of the eastern part of the city.
Right now, the steelmaking area that Sulman entered is located in the northern part of the Steel City. There are a large number of workshops, iron smelters, metal processing workshops, and it is a residential area for civilians and manual workers. Slightly better than the dirtiest dusty area, encompassing the entire northern part of the city and a small part of the western part, it is the largest urban area of the Steel City.
As soon as I stepped into the steelmaking area, there was obviously a lot of excitement on both sides of the street. People in work clothes that were washed until they were washed out, and people wearing caps could be seen everywhere, and there was a wave of steel that filled the air. The peculiar smell of refinement.
is a gray sky above, surrounded by Optimus Prime chimneys.
The penetrating straight into the dome, puffs of gray smoke spit out, making the curtain in the night darker and darker.
Sulman followed his memory and found a tavern with ‘Flintlocks and Horseshoes’ in the crowded and gloomy alleys.
Push the door and enter~IndoMTL.com~ The noise, mixed with impetuous heat waves, is rolling oncoming.
Although it was late at night, the bar was at the peak of business. The men in worker clothes, some took off their shirts, showed strong muscles, and worked hard to show their charm to the women around them.
On the left side of the tavern, there are a few gambling fields surrounded by fences. In the field, there are no common bridges or dice, but two hounds are chasing a rooster. In the true sense, a chicken flying dog jumping... .... Beside them are cheering alcoholics——
"'Killer' grab it and bite it!"
"Hurry up, don't let the'headhunting' get ahead!"
"Fly hard, don't catch them!"
Sulman took a look and shook his head helplessly. In his previous life, this kind of activity was nicknamed'online Australian gambling' by players. Unfortunately, the water here is very deep, and many alcoholics are even gambling nurses. Entering the venue recklessly, you will definitely lose your pants.
ignored them, Sulman came to the bar, the bartender saw him and blew a whistle——
"Newcomer, do you want to try'catch the chicken'? This is our feature here."
He turned his mouth in the direction of the gambling table.
Sulman took a letter from his arms, with a bronze stamp on it, and placed it in front of the bartender.
The bartender's face tightened, he looked at Sulman deeply, and stopped selling ‘characteristic gambling’ to him, turned around and opened the bar and the door behind the bar——
"The gathering point is behind, please come in, sir."
Sulman walked to the door, and after disappearing, in the tavern, beside the gambling table, the alcoholics who had been watching him hurriedly retracted their sights, for fear of attracting the other's attention.
The real bounty hunter is not a good deceit.