The two came to the Intis-style restaurant that they had reserved, and enjoyed the Intis meal that Angel had fondly remembered for having eaten it once in Trier. They also opened a bottle of Sunia blood wine on the recommendation of the waiter.
After tasting the appetizers, main dishes and desserts that were infused with the Rhoside Islands style and were a bit overly sweet, Klein wiped his mouth with a napkin, took a sip of blood wine, and began to comment habitually:
"The meat of Sonia Lobster is of good quality, but the spices are too many and mixed, which masks the taste of the ingredients. The foie gras sauce is a bit sweet. This is definitely not the authentic Intis flavor. It should be adjusted to suit the taste of Loen people. After all, most people who travel here like this..."
Although his voice was not loud, it was still heard by the waiter passing by, so that when the waiter came to help pour the wine, he looked a little unhappy.
"... But it is indeed different from what I have eaten at Trier, and it is much more expensive. Well, maybe it is because of the premium during this special period."
Angel drank the thick, sweet and sour blood wine in one gulp, and commented highly on this restaurant, but the focus was on the price.
Finding that the wine bottle on the table had bottomed out, Klein's eyelids twitched, as if he was remembering a certain night that he couldn't look back on. Seeing that Angel wanted to invite the waiter to open a bottle of wine, he quickly said:
"Aren't you going to City Hall Square later? Just finish this bottle."
"Are you worried about me getting drunk?"
Angel asked with a smile on his lips, but still put down his hand to summon the waiter.
No, I'm afraid I'll get drunk...Klein cursed and took this opportunity to quickly settle the bill.
When the two left the restaurant, Crimson Moon had already risen, and the street was even more lively. In addition to tourists wearing different clothes and coming from different places, even the locals of the Rhoside Islands, who were rarely seen at night, also joined the celebration.
Klein secretly belched wine, feeling the "stamina" of Sonia Blood Wine. Fortunately, although his Beyonder's physique was not as good as Angel next to him, he still had a strong tolerance for alcohol. Apart from feeling a little excited, he did not feel any more discomfort.
Following the crowd, they soon arrived at Bayam, the main venue for New Year celebrations - City Hall Square. They were a little disappointed to find that the wonderful New Year's Eve event in the promotion looked extremely messy due to the crowds, imitating Backlund The float set up for the Independence Day Parade was blocked in the middle of the road before it had even taken a few steps. The order of the celebration fireworks was also affected, making the fireworks that are said to be able to read the New Year's greetings as difficult to identify as Emperor Roselle's Diary.
Angel, whose expectations were in vain, was like a deflated balloon. Klein broke away from the crowded crowd, turned a few corners, and came to a wide street.
At the end of the road, a very large building stood. It was painted bright red and brightly lit. The door was filled with carriages of different styles. Noisy shouts and seductive music could be heard faintly from inside the door.
It is the most famous brothel of "Red Theater", Bayam, and even Above the Five Seas...
A large number of Sailor and pirates have saved their money for several months just to sleep here for one night, and countless Loen and Intis tourists also come here.
From time to time, pirates with high bounties on their heads are arrested here, but these desperadoes still continue to follow.
The two looked at each other awkwardly, then turned around and changed directions in a tacit understanding.
"I heard that Danitz comes here often."
Klein said suddenly.
If you say this and he hears it... well, he doesn't seem to dare to say anything.
Angel, who came out of the disappointment, suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up. He glanced around and found a carriage surrounded by many people. His curiosity suppressed his desire to persecute Danitz, and he took Klein closer to watch.
One side of the four-wheeled carriage is completely open, and a large round turntable is placed inside, with different numerical symbols drawn on it. Whenever a tourist nearby buys a prize ticket, the host will turn the huge disk. After it comes to a complete stop, the position pointed by the pointer will be the participant's reward. Of course, most of them are just simple prizes, which are far less than the one-time ticket price of 2 soli.
"I have seen this kind of Street Turntable Game at Trier... Mr. Azik also mentioned that they should use Verl D'Or instead of soli to price..."
Angel whispered to Klein.
The latter watched with some interest as tourists paid for tickets at the instigation of their companions, and then got their own cheap prizes with an eager expression on their faces.
After a moment, he turned his head and asked Angel:
"Want to give it a try? I've observed it, and there doesn't seem to be any trap that reduces the probability of winning."
"But didn't you just lose 30 pounds at the casino at Bayam? By the way, there's also the one at White Agate..."
"So it's up to you this time."
"But my luck has always been bad..."
Angel is no longer interested in this kind of game of chance. She carries a "Good Luck" pistol. Although she seems to have not encountered any strange bad luck recently, she is interested in Backlund The experience of causing a carriage breakdown every time I travel is still frightening, and Klein next to me is bound to lose every bet. At this time, if I go up to buy lottery tickets, I am afraid I will only get a matchbox with the Blue Mountain Island commemorative pattern printed on it.
Seeing that Angel was reluctant, Klein thought for a moment and continued to persuade:
"Well, let's add some chips. If you can indeed draw the grand prize, I will win. If there is only a commemorative prize, you will win. The bet is a requirement."
This succeeded in arousing Angel's interest. Although looking at Klein's meaningful smile, she had already guessed what this so-called "request" was, but out of trust in Mystical Item in herself, she still agreed.
After another participant took away his own souvenir, Angel stepped forward and handed over two 1 soli banknotes, giving him a chance to play the game.
"Can I turn it myself?"
She asked, and after getting the consent, she turned the circular turntable made of iron sheet vigorously, watching the symbols representing different rewards on it pass under the pointer, and finally stopped on the pattern of two circular frames and a horizontal bar.
"Glasses... let me take a look." The host, who had been carried away by the endless cheap souvenirs, flipped through the book in front of him before finding the prize. "Congratulations to this lady, the second prize, a gold pen worth 5 pounds!"
Ah, did you really win?
Angel looked at Klein in confusion. The latter also raised his eyebrows in surprise, but soon smiled.
This prize seemed to have once again activated the desire of the surrounding tourists to participate. They rushed to buy the prize tickets. Angel returned to Klein with the pen that was exquisite in shape but obviously not worth 5 pounds.
"Does the second prize also count?"
Somewhat discouraged, she stuffed the pen into the front pocket of her Klein windbreaker and checked again unwillingly.
"Of course it counts, it's the 'second prize'."
Klein repeated the host's words, the smile on his lips could no longer be concealed, making Angel suspect that everything from the street in front of Red Theater was the conspiracy of this "Seer".
"So, what is your request?"
She curled her lips and asked in a lowered voice.
It was already late at night when we returned to the luxurious suite of "Azure Wind" from the celebration. Angel changed out of the clothes he had gone out for, and after washing, he returned to the living room. He was a little nervous, but also a little funny, waiting for Klein.
She originally thought that the other party would make some requests that were embarrassing but at least expected of her. However, she did not expect that Klein would just ask her to wait with him on the balcony for the church bell to ring at zero o'clock.
"Bang——"
When there were only a few minutes left before zero o'clock, a subtle flame explosion sounded, and Klein opened the bathroom door and walked out.
He couldn't have come back from outside using "Flaming Jump"... Angel didn't expose him, but followed him obediently to the balcony and waited in the cold wind at night.
"Okay, there are only two minutes left. It's time to tell me why you asked me to wait here, right?"
Angel asked with his arms crossed, doubtful and expectant.
"At first, I just wanted you to try that roulette game, but after winning that request, I decided to use this opportunity to give you a little surprise."
In the half month after going to sea, Klein has been playing the role of the cold yet somewhat crazy Adventurer Gehrman Sparrow. Even if he is in front of Angel, he will return to his original character, but it is always difficult to achieve what he himself said is "just acting."
It was only at this moment that he completely transformed back into the somewhat jerky and shy boy who Tingen City met Angel for the first time and met again at Backlund, with a real smile on his face without any "acting".
"Surprise?"
Angel subconsciously looked outside the balcony. Below were the somewhat deserted streets and stacked low buildings. The calm sea in the distance reflected the crimson waning moon.
In Dark Vision, a sneaky figure flashed past in the corner of the street.
It's "Fire Flame" Danitz...
Angel had just recognized the short blond hair when Klein coughed slightly and drew his attention back.
"Ahem, surprise means..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a "boom" behind Angel, and a red flame dragging black smoke soared into the sky, exploding at a high place, and Star little bits of light scattered in the wind and scattered all around.
Boom, boom.
Continuous explosions sounded, and beams of flames rose up from the street, rising up, bursting into colorful lights in her eyes, illuminating the deserted streets that were attracted by the celebrations in the city, and illuminating her raised face.
Compared to the grand but chaotic celebration just now at City Hall Square, this simple private fireworks party at this time made Angel's mouth curl up in a beautiful arc. She reflected these exploding and scattered light spots in her eyes, and then turned back to look at Klein who was muttering "Why did it light up in advance?"
"Happy New Year!"
Angel takes the initiative to open her arms and embraces the "one request" of this application, creating another New Year's Eve fireworks "Magician" for her who is disappointed with City Hall Square's celebration.
"I should be the one to say this, why did you get ahead of me..."
Klein smiled, hugged Angel with his backhand, and whispered in her ear:
"Happy New Year."
Boom——
The last firework was lit in the flames released by the impatient Danitz, roaring into the sky and blooming brilliantly.
At the same time, the thick, dull bell of Wave Church rang in the distance.
The new year has arrived.
Provincial flow: 3/10 points, transitional stamp, identified as industrial saccharin.