The Devil’s Cage Chapter 13: Human relations

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Kieran swept the same basket as Mimosa.

"Uh."

"This is where I often buy spices, who knows..."

Mimosa nodded, his tone low.

Obviously, that person’s pastry shop owner disappointed Mimosa.

Kieran has no more persuasion.

Because, he doesn’t like to do useless work.

People cannot stand the test. In such words, Kieran does not want to mention Mimosa. He believes that Mimosa knows.

Moreover, after this lesson, Mimosa should know what to do.

So, Kieran said very simply.

"Leave it to me here."

"Your two new bodyguards are fine, just stunned, in the alley over there."

"Can I give you a suggestion?"

Kieran paused, asked.

"Of course."

Mimosa did not reject the arrangement of Kieran, and naturally will not reject the proposal of Kieran.

"When your bodyguard is not growing, you can use quantity instead."

"Giant City is different from Dungeon World, it is more flexible and more dangerous."

"But it always has a track."

Kieran gave his own suggestions.

"Understood."

After thinking for a while, Mimosa finally nodded.

With Mimosa's personality, it is destined not to ignore the lives of others.

But...

There are too many people willing to sell their lives for money.

After a simple exchange, Mimosa said goodbye to Kieran.

He knows why Kieran is here, and Kieran doesn’t have much time to stay with him.

"With these spices, the next food will definitely surprise you."

At the time of separation, Mimosa raised the basket in his hand.

"I look forward to it."

Kieran said with a smile.

After watching Mimosa board the class train, the whole person of Kieran disappeared into the shadows.

"What is the relationship between that person and Your Excellency 2567?"

"Their relationship seems to be unusual."

The Lorre, who has been shrinking in the distance, whispered and asked Higher Evil Spirit beside him.

"It's more than ordinary."

"Trust me, you made that coward, it’s no different from making 2567 yourself."

"Even..."

"More serious!"

Higher Evil Spirit warned of the waste wood beside him.

"Why?"

Lorre puzzled.

"Intuition!"

Higher Evil Spirit gave an answer that made Lorre roll his eyes. However, Lorre didn’t ask any more. As a fairly self-knowledge person, Lorre knew what he should do and what he should say.

For example, at this time, Lorre did not ask what to do next.

"Waste wood, you can live to this day, it is not undesirable."

"Relax, soon."

"He will be back soon."

Higher Evil Spirit praised.

Wai Chai, Higher Evil Spirit has just been called and given the title Lorre.

And Lorre?

Thinking carefully about your performance, there is no objection.

Then, both sides fell silent.

This kind of silence obviously makes Higher Evil Spirit very uncomfortable.

"Why don’t you ask, how do I know?"

It turned to Lorre and asked.

"Your Excellency 2567 contacted you with PM?"

Lorre asked in coordination.

"How could it be PM!"

"It's the mind!"

"Yes calculation!"

After refuting Higher Evil Spirit, he proudly pointed to his temple, and as soon as he was about to say his calculation method, the throbbing from heart immediately shut him up.

Lorre curiously looked at the following Higher Evil Spirit.

But Higher Evil Spirit stood there heartily, waiting quietly.

About ten minutes later, the figure of Kieran appeared in front of both.

"Boss."

"Your Excellency 2567."

Higher Evil Spirit, Lorre immediately greeted.

"Stay here, keep an eye on the people inside."

Kieran said something, turned around and left.

There is no nonsense.

In other words, through the power of the contract, he is enough for Higher Evil Spirit to understand what he wants to do.

It's like he just shut it up.

"Gee."

"Unlucky guy."

Higher Evil Spirit turned his head to look at the room behind him, and could not help sighing.

It knows that the other party is done.

Don’t come out unless you stay inside forever.

Otherwise...

With its Contract Owner and narrow-minded, it is simply difficult to fly.

"What should we do?"

Lorre naturally takes Higher Evil Spirit as the leader.

"Of course..."

"Magpie Nest Dove Occupy!"

Higher Evil Spirit speaks and takes action.

......

Harvest Inn, small hall.

The auction in the lobby is continuing.

The small hall is very quiet.

The proprietress of the pub half leaned on the sofa chair, wine glass shook slightly in his hand, and the liquor quickly rose and fell. Whenever he touched the edge of the glass wall, the liquor quickly fell back.

After repeating this cycle for dozens of times, the brow of the pub owner slowly frowned.

"Don't you know?"

"Still say..."

"You know, but don't want to say."

The dissatisfaction appeared in the voice of the proprietress.

The tall man sitting opposite, grinned in embarrassment.

"Rachel, can I have another question?"

"I promised that guy can't say ~IndoMTL.com~ The tall figure leaned forward and said sincerely.

"Esley I saved your life."

The proprietress of the pub leaned back and lifted her empty left hand, twisting her thumb with her **** nails. After twisting several times in a row, she sighed softly.

Suddenly, the ‘Swordsmith’ Esley sitting on the opposite side, like a viper, quickly retreated and came to the root of the wall of the small hall, and then gave a more helpless smile.

"Rachel, I will give you ten pieces of Legendary Rank other equipment, but I can’t really say it!"

‘Swordsmith’ Esley smiled bitterly.

"Advanced!"

"Three pieces of Advanced!"

The pub owner offered her own price.

At such prices, Esley will not agree at all, but at this time, the other party agrees not to think about it.

After all, what are the three pieces of Advanced equipment compared to the promise of that guy?

Even if it hurts him so much.

"Okay!"

"I will give it to you as soon as possible."

So, Esley quickly left from secret path.

At once, there was another pub owner in the small hall.

"It's finished."

"This time I owe a big favor!"

When the pub owner is alone, she doesn’t need to turn herself, she rubs her temples, thinking about what to do.

Then...

She thought of her friend: Wu.

However, just as the proprietress of the pub was about to make an appointment with her friend, Wu sent her a message requesting to enter Harvest Inn.

Without refusing, the pub owner chose to agree.

Next is Kieran.

Looking at the two requests for information one after the other, and the two people who walked in one after the other, the inn of the pub owner felt somehow happening.