Steel steam and flame

"Mr. Cassia, I didn't expect you to also like this kind of night life." Iyeta smiled, with a slight blush on her powdered face, which was very attractive, but there was a coldness in her tone, which was the same as the feeling in the hall. The warm air was out of place, "I remember the last time we met, it was during the examination at the military school, right?"

Iyeta sat upright, and the warmth in her body that could melt people was disappearing at an extremely fast speed.

She must have been recognized as soon as she saw him, Cassia thought, otherwise when the manager asked what he wanted to drink just now, he wouldn't have directly seen the most expensive point. The costumes on her face only changed Cassia's general appearance. People who are familiar with her can still recognize her at a glance.

Cassia breathed a sigh of relief at this time. He and Iyeta had a relationship as teammates in the mission, and they were barely acquaintances. It will be much easier to handle next. When you come to a pub like this without a girl by your side, it will look particularly dazzling.

"Everyone is the same. I didn't expect Miss Iyeta that you would have such..." Cassia's stiff body slowed down, and after thinking for a while, she said, "...interest?"

I was a little unsure, but Cassia certainly didn't think that Iyeta really liked doing such things. The situation is probably similar to that of myself now. It was because of certain things, or a special task, that I ran into this tavern and turned into a girl with cat ears.

It's just that neither of them wants to tell what they came here to do.

"Yes, interested!" Iyeta's words were drawn out in a protracted tone, teasing Cassia.

Cassia had to admit that Iyeta did a good job at this moment in terms of disguise. If he didn't know Iyeta, and without more information, he would really think that this girl named "Mao Mao" would be a member of the tavern, and she would be a very powerful one.

The sound of "dong dong" came at this moment, and Iyeta, who was standing straight, moved closer to Cassia again, and the smile that had been withdrawn spread from the corner of his mouth to his face. Even those slender hands touched Cassia's face now.

"Brother, why is your skin so white and smoother than ours." The voice made Cassia feel horrified. After returning from reclassification, without being exposed to the sun for a long time, Cassia's new skin has remained white and soft, which is the envy of women.

The feeling of Iyeta's fingers touching her face was all converted into electrical signals, impacting Cassia's nerves. The cold hairs on my back all stood up, and the sweat that had just evaporated began to appear on the back of my neck and forehead again.

At this time, the manager came over with another girl, dragging a cup with two glasses of pink wine in it. Seeing Cassia's stiff look, the manager and the other girl suppressed their smiles. After putting down the so-called "Pink Symphony" drink, the two quickly left.

"I will pay you back the money after school starts." After the two of them walked away, Iyetta distanced herself from Cassia. She picked up the fragrant wine and took a sip. "It's a very good wine. You can try it."

Cassia picked it up and took a sip. The taste was indeed much better than the juice he often drank. Their sense of taste is equally keen, and they can appreciate more things from these wines than ordinary people. If you simply enjoy using the operator's body, it is indeed a good choice. The improvement of various senses and abilities can bring about impacts that ordinary people can't think of with special actions.

"Who asked you to come?" Iyetta asked suddenly.

"There should be no possibility of overlap between what we each want to do." Cassia replied, "Everyone just needs a suitable cover to complete these things."

"That's the case now, but it won't necessarily be the case later. This is a high-end tavern in Manoma, and you should know what happened recently. Most of the people sitting here are those people. I hope you don't move over there. It's too big. As long as there is a slight movement, these people's sense of smell will definitely cause a big commotion. I don't want all the preparations I have made in the past few days to be in vain." Iyeta put down the cup, "Neither you nor I want to come. People in these places.”

Cassia smiled back with thanks and understanding.

After sitting together for two hours, the manager came over and apologized to Cassia, took Iyeta away, and replaced another girl to accompany Cassia.

At the right time, Knox and his party seemed to have had enough fun, and they all stood up and walked to the elevator at the end of the hall to go to the rooms in this building. Cassia wrote down the number of floors where the elevator stopped, and pretended to be a little drunk, saying that she wanted to take a rest now.

The manager looked happy and asked Cassia if she wanted a beautiful girl to rest with her.

Immediately shaking his head, the manager muttered that there was no need to be shy, but he just asked the other girl to help Cassia go to the room above the tavern.

As he walked slowly through the spacious hall, Cassia glanced around with his peripheral vision. The girl "Mao Mao" dressed up by Ieta is now sitting next to another person. She is also very young, wearing a more formal dress, a plain dress, and a hat with contrasting colors placed on the glass table. At this moment, a waiter is bringing over pink wine and snacks that don't look cheap at first sight. .

The person next to Ietta has a strong aristocratic aura, which is reflected in the elegance of his behavior. In the empire, probably only those who have been strictly trained by nobles since childhood can feel this way about Cassia.

Cassia thought of profit and terror for a moment. In his one year of life in the military school, among the people he met, they were the only two who had the same feeling.

"Is this Iyeta's goal?" The elevator protective door in front of him closed, and Cassia was taken to the room above the tavern.

After entering the room, she lay down on the bed. After Cassia asked the girl to get some warm water for herself, she "toughly" kicked the girl out, and of course she also gave a large tip.

"Is this the life of young nobles?" He poured warm water to drink, walked around the room, and checked that there was no monitoring equipment before taking out the portable communicator and contacting the other two team members who came earlier. He is currently on the fourteenth floor of the tavern, and Knox and his team are on the fifteenth and sixteenth floors. When it gets quieter here, they have to go upstairs to see if there is any chance of clearing Knox and his party here.

After contacting the other two people, Cassia spoke to Selmer and others on the road.

"Mr. Cassia, how's it going?"

"It's very risky to do anything here. A group of more than 20 people are divided into two floors, but the rooms are close together and connected to the same floor. Once there is movement, people on the side will easily notice it." Cassia told Based on the observations of the other two team members, "It is not safe to do anything in the tavern. Now let most of the team members go to the predetermined location to ambush and wait for us to rush there tomorrow morning. Leave a small number of people here to prevent accidents." That’s it. Around early morning, I will inform you of the situation here in real time.”

"receive."

"As for the communication tomorrow morning, I expect it will be very inconvenient to speak at that time. I will tap the communicator with my finger and convert it into a code word to communicate. You should be prepared."

,,,,,,

Late at night, around 1:30 in the morning, Cassia was sitting on a chair by the window to rest. A strange movement from somewhere woke him up. It's like the tinny sound of mice coming out to look for food at night. Reaching out to open a corner of the curtain, the mixed light from the street lamps outside and the lamps decorating the building leaked into the room. Cassia looked at the quiet street in front of her, closed her eyes, and listened carefully to the noise just now.

It was indeed coming from upstairs. His room was a little away from Knox and his group. The sound was very thin and sharp, and the specific location could not be determined well. It lasted for two or three seconds, and then the sound suddenly stopped. Cassia put down the curtains, thought about it, stood up from the chair and walked towards the door.

The corridor is always dimly lit, just like most hotels, or almost the same. The floor is covered with warm-colored soft carpets, and paintings of various styles are hung on the walls. Winter-related paintings are placed at even distances on both sides of the corridor. Flowering plants that wither and wither. The aroma of wine in the air has long since dissipated, leaving only a faint floral scent.

Cassia went up to the fifteenth floor from the corridor next to the elevator. After checking the weapons on his body, the scenery almost identical to that on the fourteenth floor came into his eyes.

Under the light, a figure rushed toward him.