Hotel on the mountain

White City, Whitechapel District, the peacemaking area between the Blood Knife Gang and the Obsward Trio.

If the City of Moribai is a deformed city in human territory, then the Whitechapel District is a deformed neighborhood in the City of Moribai - the bribed police officers are puppets of the local gangs, and they will not be seen wandering around the streets. Violent gangs and poor kids who make a living by pickpocketing and selling information. But fortunately, everyone here has their own means of survival, and "peace negotiation" is one of them.

In the courtyard of the dilapidated Whitechapel, a long table was placed in the middle, with chairs lined up on both sides, pressing against the muddy ground filled with sewage. Obsward sat with his hands on his knees and his back straight, Looking at the boss of the Blood Knife Gang opposite, this boss is a bald man with white skin, wearing suspenders stained with blood, and a knife with a red handle inserted into the scabbard at his waist - this belongs to the Blood Knife Gang. Standard.

"Obswold, you little dwarf, how dare you have the nerve to come out and talk about peace?" The Blood Knife boss suddenly took out his red knife and stuck it on the negotiating table, his aura was much higher than that of Obswold - —Of course it’s about body shape.

Obsward raised the corners of his mouth enthusiastically and said with a smile: "Bald, but you are still here, right? It means that our actions have a very big impact on your industry and reputation."

"I'm here to tell you that with your two idiot companions..." The Blood Knife boss pressed forward and pointed his thick fingers at Bolani, who had a large part of his foot next to him, and Suo, who was holding his arms and lowering his head in silence. Ladd said, "When the meeting is over, you are dead!"

"Haha!" Obsward couldn't help but laugh and slapped the table with his hand, as if he heard a big joke, "Hey, Baldhead, do you know what people who come out to join the gang want most? "

"Shut your stinky mouth!"

"Okay, okay. I don't expect you to think of these things." Obsward pretended to cough twice and sat back upright, "Money! Baldhead, people need to eat! They want I want to drink, to vent my desires, and to live a decent life. Do you think it’s someone who has the same violent tendencies as you and comes out to find trouble after eating too much? "

"what do you want to say in the end?!"

The Blood Knife boss was obviously irritated. He hammered the table and stood up, glaring angrily at the thin dwarf with a few black bangs hanging down from his forehead.

Obsward did not stand up, nor did he raise his head. He looked at the subordinates standing behind the Blood Knife boss and said: "I mean, you are too stingy and don't know how to give benefits to your subordinates. My It means you are too weak - if it were me, I would kill you at the meeting."

A "Puff" sound penetrated clothes and muscles. The Blood Knife boss looked down in disbelief as his lower abdomen was pierced from back to front. Several more "Puff" sounds were heard in succession. Those subordinates who refused to be bribed with money were all He was killed by the traitor next to him, and several holes appeared in the Blood Knife boss's body. He swayed, holding his hands on the table to maintain his strong body, and finally slipped down, with his head on the table and his legs kneeling.

Obsward looked into the other party's unblinking eyes, pretended to wipe away his tears with sadness, and then strode to the conference table, facing the people in the courtyard and the people snooping in the crowded small building nearby. , announced happily: "Today! The Three Party - will officially take over the Whitechapel district! The thugs who oppressed you - the Blood Knife Gang no longer exist! I! Obsward, and my brothers! Will let them Whitechapel District will live a decent life! Women will have their own rights! I will bring order to Whitechapel District! The people will not be oppressed by other forces! Believe in me and the Three People’s Party!”

…

"Today! It is a historic day for the Alpine Hotel! Those who followed me to the New World should remember that in this month last year, we lost nearly a hundred brothers and sisters before we set foot on the beach of the New World!

We are so tired, and what we know about the New World is only a few pitiful words in the notes of our ancestors. We must admit that we have paid a heavy price for the road ahead.

But today! Look at your companions around you! They are full of enthusiasm! Look at the hotel behind me! It is magnificent! Smell the spring all over the mountains and plains again! They are fragrant and full of hope.

Brothers and sisters, we survived. In this wild new world, we stood on the shoulders of our ancestors and survived. In the future, we will build a more prosperous hotel. We want people in the Old World to yearn for this place, fall in love with it, and give them a beautiful spiritual sustenance and a resort that occupies the first place in their minds. "

Jetro stood on the podium at the hotel door and preached to the crowd in the vestibule:

"March is also the end of the benefits I promised to the Hunter Guild. When the last batch of hunters board the passenger ship and return to the Old World, it means that they no longer enjoy free shipping tickets and high hunting returns, that is, Said, in the future, the guests you will receive will not only be hunters, but a large group of new humans will set their sights here, and can we receive them well? "

"able!"

The morale of the employees is high. Their salary and benefits in the New World far exceed the benefits in the Old World. This gives them good expectations for building a future. In addition, most of them are prisoners, and they are even more hopeful that they can redeem themselves and become free in ten years. The people are excited. They wanted to participate in the construction of the future, so someone asked in confusion:

"Then, Lord Jetro! Why do those high-ranking gentlemen come to the New World? We only have a hotel and beautiful scenery."

"Good question!" Jetro stretched out his finger to praise the worker who asked the question, and then he answered, "The key point is to give them something they have never seen before and something they have never heard of.

I will open some new projects in the hotel, but it requires our joint efforts. At present, the main factor that attracts the big men here is my noble status - I have written to them, inviting them to come to the New World to experience it. I believe that with the influence of the Raya family, we will not It’s hard to get the first wave of customers. "

…

A villa is close to the seaside. The mist of the sea permeates the quiet pine forest corridor. The constantly blowing sea breeze creates a path paved with white gravel. It is like a white line, passing through the pine forest corridor and leading to The observation deck is like a white pearl, shining in the sun.

The sea emotionally nestles its waves tightly next to the platform with steps. On this platform is the white viewing platform. The waves crash violently, and the water droplets that scatter suddenly spread out like diamonds in the sun. Some of the brilliance fell back into the sea, and some of it hit the high platform.

On the viewing platform covered with cool floor tiles, there is a soft lawn chair. A woman nestles her beautiful body in the lawn chair covered with soft textiles. A thin arm without jewelry seems to have been forgotten. It hung down as if it were wet, and it was happily playing with the silky fur of a golden retriever dog. She held a book in her other hand, and her eyes with long black eyelashes never left the book's sight for a moment. If you look closely, you will find that there is a smile in her eyes, because these eyes are not quiet, they are big, and they shine brightly in the shadow under the umbrella. Her oval face is natural and harmonious. Even if you take a closer look at her facial features and feel that they are exquisitely modified, you cannot deny that this is a completely natural masterpiece, because the smile and smile that surround her mouth when she reads The exposed white teeth have completely conquered us.

Her messy curly hair shone with golden light. The wind blew through it, blowing out a pleasant fragrance. It also blew out a servant in livery from the path. He approached quickly and handed over a slender letter. The envelope, quietly stepped back and waited there.

The woman looked at the signature of the letter and felt very surprised, as if she met a strange man on the road and greeted you cordially. She read the letter completely, her eyebrows knitted together, showing a thoughtful look, then she stretched her face and asked: "What are my plans for the rest of the trip? Except for afternoon tea, dances and the like. "

The servant neatly opened the paper he carried with him, turned through several pages even more neatly, and finally stated: "No more, Your Highness."

The woman was silent for a while, seeming to feel sad for her plain and boring life. Then she came to her senses and said, "Then, let's cancel the trip in the next few months. I want to go to the New World."

The servant quickly wrote down the itinerary in the book. Then, he turned a few more pages, looked at other notes, and said, "Prince Orhan will also go to the New World. Does Your Highness need to take the same train with him?" Ship?" The woman's eyes widened and she glanced at the servant with a surprised expression. Then she responded: "Of course, his ship is the fastest."

…

Wensome Lunatic Asylum is located in a bustling market place in the City of Seven Hills in the Central Region of the Hebrew Empire. It covers a large area, with doctors and nurses coming and going, taking care of the mentally ill patients on the ground. But in its underground floors, some special people are imprisoned.

These characters are the kind of people that the ruling class is reluctant to execute, but has to lock up and declare to the outside world that they are dead.

The secret police who were imprisoning them walked through the dark passages in groups. Butler Carter was caught in the middle and followed these people with his hands behind his back. They turned several corners and came to a relatively wide open area - this is the collective activity area of ​​​​the prisoners. Some people who behave well and show no signs of resistance can gather here for social exchanges within a limited time.

Carter looked at the people inside through the iron bars. They were wearing uniforms, and only the oversized numbers on their clothes distinguished their identities.

"Number 99! Someone is visiting the prison!"

In a corner of the crowd, a middle-aged man with white hair and beard stood up. He glanced at Carter blankly, handed the chalk in his hand to the person squatting in the corner with him, and walked slowly through the side door. Out.

Carter glanced briefly, only to find several people squatting in the corner with chalk. Wherever they could write, they drew formulas and theories that Carter couldn't understand. So Carter only glanced at it and didn't think about it. Look again.

Arriving at the interview room, No. 99 sat on a chair. Carter sat opposite him and observed him - he was slender and had a quiet appearance on the whole, just like those common artists, scientists, etc. who are unkempt but full of heart. people. His pair of glasses were placed on the high bridge of his nose, which not only made it difficult to understand what was going on in his deep light blue eyes, but also made his whole body restrained, and those who were gray and white The eyebrows and beard also symbolize that this is a middle-aged man who is harmless to humans and animals and whose edges have been smoothed by time.

After a long silence, Carter asked: "Charles Alexander Alva, do you want to see the sun?"

Charles opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again. He turned his neck slightly to take a clear look at Carter, and finally shook his head and whispered: "You are not a member of the royal family, so you are not qualified to let me out."

"I understand. Then, I wish you good health." Carter stood up, shook hands with him, and then signaled that the secret police meeting was over.

…

"Nobles, there are some normal people and some abnormal people. Some people will be crazy in your eyes, and some people will be the embodiment of truth, goodness and beauty in your eyes. But in general, nobles and hunters are completely different - because They are all wealthy people.

It is difficult to satisfy their requirements and preferences, so when we receive them, we must pay attention to our words and deeds, and try not to argue with the guests, but if there is a conflict with the guests, we must also tell them Me and my companions. "

"No

In front of the Alpine Hotel, Jetro stood on a high platform and concluded his speech calmly and forcefully:

"So, brothers and sisters! The fun has just begun."