Chapter 495: Old Enemy
“Miss Baiou, let’s go directly to the trading location.”
The bald man said in the back alley of the bar.
The short-haired woman raised her head and glanced at the sky. At this time, the setting sun was almost setting, floating on the city skyline, and the environment became darker and darker.
She nodded and said:
"'Molan Bookstore' is more than ten kilometers away from here. Let's go there by taxi. It's better to get things for sir as soon as possible."
"Okay." Weiner agreed.
So, the two of them left the alley together, took a taxi on the busy street, and went straight to their destination.
The street scene experienced along the way is completely different from the Bremen Empire.
The architectural style, shop signs, and pedestrians here are very different from the conservative and solemn Bremen.
Several outstanding features are:
Gorgeous and beautiful, with bright colors.
Deviant and eclectic.
The buildings on both sides of the road, whether they are high-rise residences or bungalow shops, have exterior wall colors that are different from the gray and white common in the empire, but are colorful, especially golden, sapphire blue and deep red.
Even street graffiti can be seen everywhere.
There are so many kinds of signboards in various shops, no matter the shape or font, there is almost no duplicate style.
And as soon as night fell, the signs were all lit up, flashing, colorful and eye-catching.
While it has a strong sense of life, it also has some folk artistry.
Pedestrians, both men and women, are all dressed in fancy clothes.
And women mostly wear sexy and revealing outfits. Black and white silk can be seen everywhere, and their hairstyles, accessories and makeup are also very exaggerated and avant-garde.
Putting this to the Bremen Empire, it will definitely be "criticized" by the public.
There are obviously huge differences in the culture and aesthetics of the two countries.
This is because the Owena Federation is an "open and free" country and highly advocates art.
In addition to the "Blind General" November Sichen, the god of conquest and command believed by federal officials and the military, the mainstream beliefs include the three major artistic Sichen.
The music and painting of the "Miss Elegy" in April, the dance, sculpture and architecture of the "Lady Elegant" in June, and the literature and drama of the "White Dove Poet" in October...
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These seven arts are the "supreme creations of mankind" respected by the Federation. Almost every person in the Federation has been cultivating his or her aesthetic and artistic attainments since childhood. If he cannot master any art, or does not have sufficient appreciation, he will not be able to integrate into this society.
Will be ruthlessly excluded from the group.
When Aleviya and Weiner first arrived, they were quite uncomfortable. After all, the Bremen Empire had an "art order", and any art was considered evil, and any artwork was also included as contraband. category.
They have very little exposure to art.
What surprised the two even more was that in the Owena Federation, the movie directed by the "director" in February was also extremely popular with the public.
Film is known as the "eighth art" here.
In addition to the most common libraries, opera houses, galleries and exhibition halls, there are the largest number of cinemas.
Aleviya and Weiner always find something new in the Federation, and they both agree that it is far more dynamic than the Bremen Empire.
But they all had a strange feeling invariably, that is, there was something indescribably weird about the artistic atmosphere in the Federation.
If Bremen is compared to a stubborn old man who just sits at home and plays Sudoku all day long, then Owenna is a hedonistic young man who wanders around the dance hall at night. Drinking and swinging, the spirit is psychedelic.
There's no way to say which one is better or worse, but they are like two extremes that make people feel uncomfortable.
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The taxi finally stopped in a colorful neighborhood. The driver wore a bright blue top hat and a mustache. A flowery hand saluted Alivia and Weiner.
“Oh, beautiful lady, heroic gentleman, the hard-working coachman ‘Old Jer’ has delivered you two to ‘Molan Bookstore’.”
The coachman sang to the two of them in an operatic tone and said with a smile:
"The toll for this journey is two silver knives."
"Here." Wei Na Gentleman took out three oval-shaped silver coins and handed them to the driver. "It's a generous tip, Mr. Jer."
"Oh! Generous sir!"
The coachman took the silver coins and was very happy.
He actually jumped out of the carriage, danced a tap dance, then took off his hat with one hand and bent down with the other hand on his chest.
"May art always accompany you two."
"Your chanting and tap dancing are both very good."
Alevia smiled slightly, clapped and praised. .
Hearing such a beautiful lady's praise, the coachman suddenly became happy and danced happily on the spot.
When the two of them were far away, they could still hear the driver humming a song as he drove away.
"Miss Baiou, your deception skills are getting better and better."
Weiner shook his head and sighed.
Alavia rolled her eyes and did not answer.
Black Sandpiper is still the same as before, unable to speak, and it sounds like she is a bad woman who only knows how to lie.
Even Gilan can now say some pleasant witticisms and know how to make girls happy, but Black Sandpiper is still stubborn.
Coupled with the fierce image of that bald head, I am afraid that I will be even less popular with women in the future.
Alavia cursed in her heart.
The two pushed open the door of "Molan Bookstore" and walked in with the sound of a bell.
Unlike the bookstores in the Empire, there are many people who come here to buy and read books. Poems, novels, and picture albums are particularly popular, and even various works that explore love and in-depth communication between men and women are grandly placed at the forefront of the bookshelf. From time to time, customers drop in to check out a book.
The degree of openness in this regard is extremely high and is generally accepted by the federal people.
For "sex", the federal people also regard it as an alternative art.
Weiner took a few glances at the covers of albums and magazines with female models with proud and unobstructed figures, and then quickly turned his gaze away, controlling himself not to glance around.
This made Alivia on the side sneer.
She walked over and calmly took away an entire magazine from the "Graffiti Beauty" series, and selected a few comics from the "Legend of Mr. A" series. "This is the benefit of coming to the Federation..."
Seeing the shocked look on Weiner's face, Aleviya waved her hands and said something.
“At least life is not that boring, and there are a lot of works for me to enjoy. It’s a pity that Mr. Gillan only watched one movie with me.”
“Miss Baiou, Do you... like Mr. Gillan? "
Weiner hesitated and asked carefully.
Alivia suddenly lost interest in talking and threw all the magazines in her hand to him.
"Forget it, why are I telling you this? You don't understand... As a gentleman, help the lady get it."
"Eh?!"
Weiner suddenly felt that the things in his hands were hot.
He looked bitter.
When the two reached the second floor, a woman who was entertaining guests looked back at them.
Aleviya nodded calmly and made a special gesture.
The woman responded with a smile.
She came over and silently led the two of them to a private room on the second floor.
“I am the owner of this store, Ianna Moran. Are you two here to pick up the ‘book’?”
"Well, yes." Aleviya nodded, took out a letter and handed it to Ianna. "This is a letter written by Mr. Gillan himself."
After Ianna took it, she opened it carefully and read it twice.
After that, he nodded to confirm.
She raised her hand, and seven "mini books" that seemed to have been shrunk several times, and were only about the size of an inch photo, appeared in the palm of her hand, like small biscuits.
"This is the secret message that Mr. Guillain Iros needs, please keep it safe."
"Yes." Aleviya took the seven small books and smiled gracefully. "Happy transaction."
Ianna nodded.
“Happy transaction, young lady.”
After successfully obtaining seven copies of the secret biography, just as Aleviya and Weiner were about to say goodbye and leave, there was a knock on the door. .
Tuk Tuk.
Ianna frowned.
“Who?”
But there was no response from outside the door.
Suddenly, the three people in the room realized that something was wrong. After looking at each other, they couldn't help but become more vigilant.
Ka……
The door that was originally locked made a crisp sound. Immediately, the doorknob twisted and the door opened.
Six or seven men and women wearing gorgeous aristocratic costumes walked in slowly.
A bright black rose is pinned to their necklines.
Seeing this feature, Ianna's pupils shrank.
“Withering Nobles?!”
As the old enemy of "Condensed Bookstore", the "Withered Nobles" have been hunting down members of the bookstore for decades, which forced the bookstore to hide from the world, leaving only "Molan Bookstore" as its external stronghold.
But "Molan Bookstore" acts very low-key, and there is almost no risk of exposure. Yianna really couldn't understand how the other party knew.
"There is no secret that we don't know, Ms. Ianna, it will only be a matter of time before we catch you."
The leader, a young man with blond hair and a back, smiled.
He put his hands behind his back and held his head high.
"We also know that you just got a lot of sixth-level secrets from the bookstore... Secrets of this level should not be known to others, let alone collected by the 'Condensation Bookstore'."
The tone of the young man behind him gradually became colder.
His eyes fell on the beautiful woman with short hair and long skirt.
"You two are the buyers? Hand over the things, and then there will be nothing to do with you here. If you don't want to die, get out of here."
Hearing this, Aleviya Qiao His eyebrows were raised, and a trace of anger flashed in his beautiful eyes.
Next to her, Weiner looked solemn and reminded in a low voice:
"Miss Baiou, calm down... These people are all long-term people, and the man who spoke is even level 5!"
"I know." Aleviya said lightly. "But so what? We swore to our husband that we would return the things to him intact."
"If you want to take things from me, you have to kill me."
< br>“Being so stubborn will only harm others and yourself.”
The young man behind his back shook his head.
"Since you really don't want to hand it over, let's take it ourselves..."
Just as he raised his hand to make a gesture, he was ready to let his companions take action.
But he opened his mouth and suddenly became silent.
The pupils of a pair of eyes shrank sharply.
The scene fell into dead silence.
Because a figure, at some point, stood behind Alaviya——
This was a man in armor, with disheveled hair, a scarlet cloak that touched the floor, and was filled with An extremely terrifying sense of oppression.
"Withered noble, you dare to snatch my things?"
The man said calmly.
(End of this chapter)