The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 50: The Phantom of the Black Cat (Part 2)

Fifteen minutes later, the calmed crowd walked out of the tavern under the leadership of Sukarsa Archon. There were pedestrians on the street. The battle that just took place inside and outside the tavern did not leave any traces in the eyes of the onlookers, only The tattered wooden door showed the power of the dragoons' impact.

Elliott rolled his blindfold blond hair aside, watching the pedestrians, "Hey, what are we doing now?" Sibi asked with deep depression. A fairy tale in front of her was ruined by the dull guys, which shocked the girl Bazelal who believed in bedtime stories deeply.

"Wait a minute." Elliott waved his hand.

"Look there." Long Ji patted Jona on the shoulder, and everyone turned their heads.

Two thin men came from across the street, the taller one was carrying a wine bottle, talking about something, and the shorter one was holding a wooden box for medicine, frowning impatiently.

"Skinny brother in the pharmacy." Long Ji reminded.

"Of course." The Rose Knight smiled.

The memory of blood and fire flashed through Jonah's mind. The picture of the skinny brother being pierced by the dragoons throwing lances from outside the tavern was full of blood, which made him unforgettable; but the swaying in front of him was clearly The two innocent victims had the same expressions, the same dirty long hair and brown linen tops. The difference was that the shirts were not stained with blood, and the owners of the expressions were alive and well.

"Hi, buddy." Rose rose up to say hello with a big smile on his face.

"Miss Archon, good noon!" The two thin men took off the invisible hats from their heads and bent over to pay tribute to the huge Sukarsa manager.

"Go for a drink?" Miss Rose pointed behind her.

"Go after this box is delivered. It should have been delivered to the guest an hour ago, but this idiot misread the clock."

The tall man pushed and shoved and complained about the short man, and the two quarreled and walked away. ——"What's wrong with the door of the tavern?" Everyone heard the tall man murmur.

The guests in room a51 looked at each other. Of course, Yekong still looked at the faraway distance.

This was a wonderful experience. Jonah clearly remembered the dazzling light from the "scorching starlight" from the palm of his hand, but after walking out of the tavern, the sense of exhaustion of mental energy miraculously disappeared. He was in his coat with his friends No blood was found on her coat. He looked at Long Ji. Long Ji raised her hands knowingly, her white palms should have a deep wound cut by a dagger, but the wound did not exist, Long Ji curled her wrists and moved freely.

"Boom, boom, boom," the giant steam timer at the top of the canyon cliff rang the hourly clock, and the deep sound of the bronze bell echoed in the canyon. Jonah squinted his eyes and withdrew his gaze from the timer. The countless light guide mirrors dazzled his eyes.

Twelve rings, it's twelve o'clock noon. --This is impossible.

He clearly remembered that the moment when he came to Sukarsa Canyon and walked into the tavern called "Cutting Board" was 12 o’clock at noon, that is, they lost a period of time. The memories of sparkling ale, fighting the golden dragon knight Qiaopu, and finally meeting Mrs. Duran do not exist, because in terms of time, they have just arrived in this town.

"Time magic?" Elliott twisted his chin.

"I think it's an illusion." Long Ji shook her head, and the silver bells in her hair rang crisply.

"It's Madame Duran's magic!" Sibi jumped.

Toba clenched his fists in confusion, "I did hit someone, and the fists were so fleshy."

If Teacher Koshava is in front of him, the old man will definitely be able to give a reasonable answer that can be explained by the astrological system. Jonah thought. But now, he wants to break his head and can't think of what the "black cat" cafe is, or a trap, or a miracle.

"On the bright side, we have definite information. I don't think the conversation with Qiaopu was an illusion." The Rose Knight shrugged easily.

"Miss Rose also confirmed." Long Ji said.

"Please call me Rose." The archon brushed the dust off the blue cloak, and a wave of rippling waves appeared on the spherical body.

"My lord?" Elliott looked at Toba.

"Well?" the farmer of Bazelal responded.

"Our mission is complete." Elliott reminded.

"Oh! Then let's go home. Go, go home now." The simple farmer shook his head and threw the unexplainable memory into the trash can, buttoned his small octagonal hat, and shook hands with Governor Sukarsa as goodbye. Miss Rose reluctantly took Toba's big hand, which made Lord Chamberlain blush.

"The next time I meet, I guess it won't be a very pleasant occasion." Miss Rose said softly, her eyes squeezed in fat revealing a clear glimmer.

"Miss Rose, if you want to leave, you must prepare now. The Golden Hammer will soon focus on this out-of-the-art town. Although Sukarsa's guards are strong, they can't resist the dragoons. A wave of charges." Elliott picked up Toba. "The Cherry Ferry boat is estimated to set sail within 20 days. It is a thousand times more difficult to get a ticket than ever before."

"The Western Continent is my hometown, brother knight. Let us sincerely hope that that day will come later." Archon Sukarsa nodded to everyone, moving his body like a hill, along the stairs next to the tavern, slowly Go up to the access road on the third floor of the rock wall and return to the cave where the sign of the official residence is hung.

"Pop!" Toba suddenly smashed his left palm with his right fist, "I don't need to pay the tavern bill! This month's budget is already tight."

"Are you sure we did have lunch?" Long Ji raised an eyebrow to look at him.

After the pitchfork set off, the head of the room was struggling with lunch all the way, and Jonah looked at the uncle's scoffing head with sympathy.

The taste and aroma of food do remain in the mouth, and the abdomen also has the satisfaction after a meal, but the contradictory hunger pangs from the depths of the soul from time to time to tell Jonah that the meal is just a beautiful phantom. It wasn't until the "Tears of Silva" camped in the miracle grassland, when the hares scorched the bonfire, everyone finally determined that they did not eat anything at noon.

"I can eat the whole rabbit with the bones." Xibi stared at the squeaky brown barbecue with salivation. As he got closer, Long Ji had to grab her neck to prevent the little grasshopper. His shoulder-length hair was lit by the bonfire.

"Wait, wait, I'm not familiar yet." Toba turned the grill skillfully, and he didn't know where to turn out salt, pepper, cheese, dry bread, knives, forks, and plates to distribute to everyone.

Jonah stared blankly at the invisible beast with huge fangs on the grill. "This is a rabbit?"

"Specialty from the north bank of the Holy River. Super delicious." Toba grinned.

Of course, specialty products. If there is a big fat man who is heavier than four adults tied together, of course there is also a hare the size of a pony. Jonah swallowed surprise again.

The dinner is over soon. A large pile of bones covered with tooth marks were buried deeply to avoid the attention of the beasts. The crowd groaned contentedly while holding their bulging stomachs. The unicorn snapped its nose in disdain, and buried its head. The holy beast seldom expresses its opinions, but apparently it expresses its deep contempt for the vulgar humans who eat meat.

For a time, no one wanted to speak. Jonah felt lazy, and his brain didn't want to think at all. His legs were itchy, and he reached out to scratch the skin under the bandage and splint.

"It can be removed. It doesn't appear to be a bone fracture, it's okay." Toba carefully picked up Jona's calf with **** and looked at it, untie the bandage for the astrologer apprentice, and remove the splint.

"Thank you." Yona stomped his feet and recovered well. The slight soreness proves that the blood is filling the leg muscles that have been restrained for a long time, and his legs are okay. This is one of the few good news after coming to Cherry Crossing.

"What day is today?" Sibi lay on Toba's lap, and couldn't help asking when he saw the moon quietly rising above the mountains on the edge of the miracle grassland.

"April 9, 2305, unified calendar." The Rose Knight replied immediately.

Long Ji opened her eyes. "Mr., did you think of anything?"

"What?" Toba was combing the black beard of his upper lip with the fat left over from the barbecue. ——Jonah never noticed that the head of the room still had a mustache, perhaps because his eyesight only saw the two peasants of Bazelal when he was looking up.

"Time, time." Long Ji pointed to the moon.

Toba narrowed his eyes and thought for a minute. "... remind me?"

There was a toothy rubbing sound, and Jonah heard it and looked at it. Yekong's bamboo pole was poking in the night, and the famous sword "Buddha Tooth" was beating uneasily on his back.

"The rent payment day is coming soon." Elliott revealed the answer.

"Fight!" Sibi lay on the grass, waving her small fist towards the sky.

Yona quickly searched for the many additional terms of the Cherry Duo Rental Agreement in his mind. The rent payment date is the 15th of each month.

After 10:30 on the day of rent payment (Daddy’s constant bedtime for thousands of years), all tenants who cannot pay the next installment will be evicted.

If these poor people who have lost their survival guarantee are lucky enough to escape from the enemy’s cherry blossoms, they will become powerless people who live in vain until they re-save the expensive house money, or die.

The "Cherry Du Survival Manual" commented in red font: When the rent payment day approaches, the undercurrent of the cherry Du surging, the property is not protected but will have a lot of wealth before the deadline. A-level tenants become the target of hunting. Theft, robbery, conspiracy, and deception are the eternal themes of the rent payment day. Clause 40-6 takes one life after another from the old man—the old man is indifferent to this, and the protector of Cherry Cross only loves the gold coins in his hands. , On the 15th of each month, in front of Dad’s wooden house, **** gold coins clinked under the full moon.

Jonah shuddered. "Mr., our room fee..."

Toba patted his chest: "Pitchfork Squad’s actual collection of missions over the past month is here, enough for 6 people."

"I got my work in exchange for the room rate, and I don't need to pay." Jona reminded.

"Then it's not a problem, it's enough for us to eat." The head of the room slapped his rocky breast.

"But there is a problem..." Jonah suddenly thought, "Where is the rent paid on the 15th of each month? Where is the father?"

"Of course." Everyone replied, "In front of the old man's cabin."

"Is the closer to the deadline, the more intense the battle will be?"

"Of course." Everyone replied, "Pick a suitable time to pay, hide and watch the evil dogs dying, don't get close. 10:29 is the death line."

"Will a lot of people die?"

"Of course." Everyone replied, "Before the death line, many people will die from robbery and recourse; after the death line, more people will be slaughtered for losing their tenant status."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... You have to stand on the roof of your father's house until the death line comes."