Garen thought for a while. He only has a few hundred golden wheel cloths on his body now, and if he wants to upgrade, let alone a few levels, he can't even level one. And these are already the biggest wealth of the family.
He didn't expect the upgrade to be so expensive.
Seeing Garen pondering, the child on the side tugged at his sleeve.
"Leader, I still have some golden wheel cloth, which should be enough for you to upgrade. How about I borrow it from you?"
"You have?" Garen was slightly surprised.
"Yeah, after I finish my usual missions, I take all the things I don't use and exchange them for money, and I don't have much use for them at ordinary times." The child smiled, and Brick said directly to the waiter. "My badge can be directly connected to the bank in the capital, and the upgrade money can be transferred directly from my badge."
Garen was a little helpless.
"I didn't expect it to be all up to you."
"It's okay. Anyway, I have nowhere to use the money. I've been saving it all the time." The child didn't care.
The waiter looked at the old man with white beard.
The old man nodded.
"Then how many levels does the guest want to upgrade to?"
Garen is not polite either.
"Of course it would be best if you can upgrade to the highest level."
"That's no problem." The old man replied affirmatively, "But it will take some time."
"about how long?"
"Probably at night, we need to check the status of your shackles first, and then design a fully-fitting war yoke for you. During this time, you need to pay some deposits first, and then we will notify you when the time comes. You can check your shackles at our Have fun, the time will pass quickly."
The waiter on the side immediately stepped forward to introduce.
"We have a casino, a relaxation area, a sand table game, and a gambling area. The two guests can choose as they please."
"The relaxation area, where there are many trained girls and boys, can fully meet the various needs of the two. The sand table game is one of our unique games here. A huge sand table is simulated by the light of the totem, and the guests can control the characters on it. Fighting. The gambling area is a place for customers to resolve conflicts, and there are also betting activities."
Garen didn't expect there to be so many stories here. It seemed like a bar with a better environment, but he didn't expect the content to be very rich.
"Should it be underground here?"
"Yes." The waiter replied quickly.
Gallon paused.
"Forget it, I'll come to pick it up later in the evening. I'm going to do something first."
"That's fine, we'll be waiting for you two to come back anytime." The waiter replied respectfully.
Garen left the bar with the child and waited for an ordinary carriage at the door.
"Go to No. 128, Taning Street, Yunguang District."
"OK."
Garen handed over a silver cloth, and sat firmly with the child in the back of the carriage, looking at the surrounding streets that were slowly starting to retreat.
"Where are we going now?" the child asked.
"You have nowhere to go anyway, just follow me." Garen smiled and replied casually.
"Okay." The child lowered his head, took out a piece of paper and a charcoal pencil from somewhere, and began to draw on it.
The capital is divided into three regions.
Wanggong District, Yunguang District, and Trade District.
Yunguang District is the area where non-commissioned officers and nobles live concentratedly. The palace area is the residence of the royal family with the palace as the core. The trade zone is the trading and civilian living area.
Garen recalled the first person he saw when he first came to this world. In a blink of an eye, it has been so long now. I couldn't help but feel a little stunned.
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Yunguang District, in a small white three-story building on the side of the road.
Hathaway was still tied with a golden ponytail, and her face was as plain as ever, with a solemn expression, giving off a serious and rigid look.
She was kneeling on her single bed, carefully pasting a newly issued Ren Ling on the wall beside the bed.
The creamy white lingerie outlined her perfect figure with bumps and convexities.
Hathaway pursed her lips, pressed the tape tightly after sticking it on, stepped back a little and looked carefully, and found that it was a little crooked. He went forward and tore it off and pasted it again.
She has always been serious about doing things like this, as long as there is something that does not meet her requirements, she will start all over again.
Afternoon light slanted in through the window. It fell on the wooden floor beside the bed, reflecting a faint yellow light.
Since Vindman Manor, she has returned to the capital and continues to serve as a lieutenant of the royal guard. She is not a totem master, and she cannot go to the battlefield during the war. She can only maintain basic security and order in the capital.
After the battle of the manor, Vindman died and the whole manor was destroyed. Since Cousin Garen came to the capital, he has lived in seclusion and rarely communicated with outsiders. Even she hasn't seen that increasingly mysterious cousin for a long time.
"Sophie, are you alright?"
A clear female voice came from outside the bedroom. "Isn't it just a captain's appointment? Even if you lose it, the Archives Bureau can reissue it. Why are you so anxious?"
"It's almost ready." Hathaway responded loudly.
"Where's your sister Dany?" the female voice asked.
"I guess I went to the lake again. A few of their friends made an appointment to go out and relax."
"Your family really has few relatives." The woman muttered in a low voice.
Hathaway smiled slightly.
Compared with her cousin's family, she was separated from those relatives by one more layer. In addition, her personality was not smooth and likable, and the relationship with many relatives gradually faded.
Now living alone, as if the thrilling battle in the manor was like a dream, it became more and more unreal and blurred.
Life is a peaceful transition day by day, as if it can continue like this until the end of life.
"Maybe it's okay, that kind of life doesn't belong to ordinary people like us after all." She sighed slightly, and was about to turn over from the bed.
Boom boom boom.
Suddenly the door was knocked, very rhythmic knocking sound.
"Which one?" Hathaway asked loudly. He hurriedly got off the bed, put on his royal guard uniform, and hurried to the door of the living room on the first floor.
"I'm going to open the door!"
The female voice in front sounded again, followed by aggressive footsteps.
click.
The door on the first floor was pulled open.
Sylvia stared blankly at the two people at the door, feeling a little confused about the situation for a while.
Standing in front of the gate were two men in black, wearing silky cloak-like clothing, which seemed to be the uniform of an institution. The collar was turned up high and embroidered with golden irises.
The one standing in front of these two people was unusually eye-catching.
He has a handsome fair face, a head of fringed blond hair hanging over his shoulders, and the three triangular red dots on the center of his brows look a bit bewildering. A pair of crimson eyes can reflect his own face like a mirror.
"Excuse me. Who are you looking for?" Sylvia asked in a low voice. The other child was ignored by her directly.
"Is this where Sophie Hathaway lives?" the blond man asked calmly.
"yes."
"That's right." The other party showed a slight smile, which made Sylvia blush and heartbeat. "I'm her cousin, Gallon Terry Jones, and I'm here to visit my cousin this time."
"Cousin?" Sylvia opened her eyes wide. She seemed to have heard Sophie mention a cousin before, but then it gradually faded out of her words. As a colleague and friend, she rarely heard about her family from Sophie.
"Sophie! Your cousin is here! Come down and have a look." She simply turned around and shouted.
Garen looked at the woman in front of him.
He was only in his twenties, with long gray-brown hair tied into a ponytail, and he was wearing a silver body armor specially designed for the Royal Guard. This kind of armor has no defensive ability, that is, it is used for decoration and beauty. Clinging to the female skin, it can perfectly highlight the curve of the buttocks and beautiful legs. There are fine hollow patterns on it, and some decorative white crystal lines.
The woman in front of her was obviously a colleague of her cousin. The Royal Guard was also divided into two parts. The other part is to perform tasks formally and regularly.
Now it is obvious that my cousin has also been transferred to serve in the guard of honor.
Cousin was also a mortal master who had performed dangerous missions many times and obtained astronomical secret orders. It is only after the turmoil broke out that ordinary people are not very useful, so it is estimated that this has changed.
The woman in front of her was pretty, not very beautiful, but she was considered above average. The proportion of a pair of long legs is very conspicuous, round and slender, outlining the curve of the tight buttocks. Although the skin is not very white, it does not have a sense of beauty that is close to life. It is not as close to perfection as Rose Rose, but it gives people a sense of alienation.
"May I ask who you are?"
"Oh, I'm Sylvia, Sophie's colleague and friend! Since you are Sophie's cousin, you should also call me sister, right?" Sylvia rolled her eyes and immediately laughed.
Garen and the child walked into the living room, just in time to see their cousin Sophie, who was wearing the same silver hollow armor, coming downstairs.
"Shia!?" Sophie called out the previous name the moment she saw Garen. There was a trace of worry in his eyes. "Why did it take you so long to come to see me? Is something wrong?" She is not a totem master, and her interpersonal relationship is not good. She is completely ignorant of major events in the totem world, and of course she doesn't know about Garen now. He is far from the weak cousin he was at the beginning.
"Sister Sophie. Where's Danni?" Garen went up to meet her and gave Sophie a big hug.
The two walked to the red leather sofa in front of the fireplace and sat down. A green parrot kept in a silver cage next to it was jumping around and making strange cooing noises.
"Dani went out with some friends. If you come here in the morning, you can see that girl. She is getting crazy now, and I can't control her."
Sophie Hathaway shook her head helplessly.
Looking at the cousin in front of her, she finally let go of a trace of worry in her heart.
Although from her generation onwards, the Hathaway family will only be a branch of the Terry Jones family, gradually becoming distant and separated. But if she hadn't been taken care of by her uncle since she was a child, she would never have been able to become a lieutenant of the Royal Guard. Feel free to even dote on the only heir of the Terry Jones family. No consideration was given to changes in kinship.
(end of this chapter)