The matter in Port Massa was not something that required much attention in the first place, and it was resolved quite quickly. Vertex 23S. Updated the fastest. Zach crushed a bunch of passers-by who had fantasies about 'mermaids' and returned to the warehouse district to find Frank.
He didn't find it, but was stopped by Miroku, "Zach! Zak! Have the Sirens been eliminated? Has the danger of alien races in the Republic been eliminated? Are they safe? Tell me! No one wants to tell me anything! "
Zach looked around the warehouse area. The wizard had disappeared, and nothing could be seen on the dark sea surface, so, "Solved." Zach didn't have any hope, but still asked, "Did you see Benjamin and an old gentleman? Is it done?"
"Benjamin? I saw it, they went in that direction!" Pointing in the direction out of the warehouse area.
Zach nodded and walked over there.
After walking for a while, he turned around and asked, "Why are you following me?" He looked at Maitreya, who looked like a bamboo pole, following behind him nervously.
"Well... um, do you want to accompany me to see the republican aliens who have escaped to the Federation?"
"No." Zach answered simply. Already out of the warehouse area, Zach looked around again, twitched his lips and Frank drove away.
"They just want to thank the person who saved them..." Maitreya continued to insist.
"Then thank you." Zach looked back at Maitreya, then felt the faint suppression of vampire blood in the air, chose a direction, and walked forward.
"Well... I almost didn't do anything. I could only take them to escape into the city of Barton. I thought that by hiding in Beqi, the group of sea monsters would not dare to enter the land city..." Maitreya's voice was a little annoyed, "but it turned out that the group of sea monsters would not dare to enter the land city..." The demon seems to know the terrain of Beqi District better than I do..."
Zach turned back again, "You said the Kraken understands the urban terrain of Barton?" The conclusion is that these Kraken were once turned into men by Papa Midnight and used to forcefully break through Sibella's barrier. They were the ones who once pressed Zach The batch that was tortured by water. It only takes three things. If it happens again, these sirens will officially become Barton's enemies, leaving no room for negotiation.
Maitreya nodded, "If Benjamin hadn't arrived early, I would have been almost unable to stop the sea monsters." It's rare to see this republican monk with a 'perfect training opportunity' who always has a smile on his face. Sad, "A 'monster' died." Remember, the Republic's alien classifications, ghosts, monsters, spirits, and elves, "I accepted this commission to help them escape the persecution of the Republic, and I gave them hope of starting over. , but, but..."
Zach didn't want to get involved in Maitreya's mental journey, so he reviewed his knowledge of republican alien races indifferently, "Weird? Is it something that is born after a person loses his soul?"
"Yes." Maitreya nodded, and the smile appeared, but it was a bitter smile, "It looks a bit like you, vampire. He used to be the guardian of his family for generations, until his family decided to abandon him." Sad. Face, "Now he dies in a foreign country..."
Zach glanced at Maitreya and said nothing. When he officially entered the Becky area, he increased his speed slightly and quickly shuttled through the crowd to see if he could get rid of Maitreya, his follower.
cannot.
"I, my commission is not over yet... I still need to arrange life in the Federation for those who are still alive, you..." asked, "Do you have any suggestions? At least, so that they will not die? The entire commission is not A complete tragedy…”
Zach kept walking and turned back with a smile on his face, "Haha, I won't give you any advice. Especially on how to arrange a group of illegal immigrants. Hahaha." The sarcastic Guan Jianci was already speaking. Inside. The intention was obvious. No matter how aggrieved and embarrassed Maitreya said this, Zach maintained a calm attitude.
Something amazing happened.
Maitreya was very smart... and left Zach completely speechless, "Yes! You are so right! I should arrange legal status for them first, and I should go find Mr. Walker!"
Zach pouted, too lazy to speak.
Turns out, not talking was also a bad decision because "Thank you so much for the heads up! Zach! You have no idea how much you helped me! I just thought I totally screwed this up! Now!" I can fix it! I can still make them live a good life in the Federation! Start by making them legal citizens of the Federation!! Thank you, Zach!!"
Hey, are you a monk who aims at perfecting all the opportunities in the world? Zach gave up and waved his hand, "Do your thing, don't follow me."
"Okay Zach! Thank you Zach! Sincerely! Thank you..." He expressed it completely as he walked away. After a while, Maitreya disappeared into the crowded streets of Becky.
Zach shook his head, glanced at the neon sign of the bar, and stepped in. Benjamin and Frank are here.
"Should I feel something?" Frank in front of the bar was holding a small wine glass with the rim of the glass facing down to show off his empty wine glass.
Benjamin made the same move, then leaned toward Frank's ear, pointed to the other end of the bar, and said a few words, "Imitate him."
At the other end of the bar, a passerby who had just come from the dance floor seemed to be getting high, moving his body and ordering the same drinks as Benjamin and Frank. Then a man who thought he was grand raised his head and muttered, "Yeah!!" The passerby waved to the bartender, "Continue..." and then collapsed vertically in front of the bar to the ground. There was no gap after that. The bodyguard appeared out of nowhere and emptied the wallet of the passerby on the ground, and finally carried the guy and threw him out of the bar.
After reading the actions that needed to be imitated, Frank looked back at Zach, who was already walking this way, and then looked at Benjamin again, "With my password, one, two, three..."
The two of them slumped down in front of the bar together.
Zach rushed to the bar with a twitching face, holding one in each hand, "Sorry, this is my friend. No need for a bodyguard, I can do it by myself. In the left pocket, wallet, don't take too much, I'm a bit grudge, thank you. Lend it to me, drunkard." Passed by, thank you for your cooperation, push the door down for me, okay."
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Throw it in the car. Zach turned around and looked at the two guys who opened their eyes together, "Is it interesting?"
"I didn't bring my wallet." Benjamin defended himself. Also happening at the same time was Frank: "It's interesting~ I can taste the progress of human beverages~"
Zach controlled the steering wheel... and was ordered, "Send me to the port first, Murphy is still waiting for someone there."
Zach readjusted the driving direction. This distance was not far, so Zach could only seize the time. So just say, "Do you want to tell me what you just talked about?"
Frank was about to answer with a smile on his face, but was interrupted by Benjamin, "Why do you ask? Isn't it obvious enough that we pretended to be fainted as soon as you entered the door?" Benjamin also glanced at Frank, "That was a private conversation, not suitable Share." Frank nodded while keeping a smile.
Zach looked back at Benjamin in confusion, "Who taught you to talk like this?"
Benjamin opened his mouth once, but closed it again before speaking out, "I have to learn something after living with you for so long."
Zach looked back at the path ahead. My heart is filled with panic, hey.
There was no more conversation along the way. At the border of Becky, Zach put down Benjamin and bypassed the North Side, returning to the South Side from the streets of the Back Bay District, which were more representative of the 'good' side of this era than Becky.
"I hope this doesn't have any impact on your relationship with Benjamin," Frank said, breaking the silence.
"do not take it personally."
"But he's right, it was indeed a private conversation, haha, about me~ He's not trying to embarrass you, he's protecting my feelings."
Zach glanced in the rearview mirror and, of course, saw nothing. 'The feeling that Benjamin was protecting Frank'. So damn perfect. Forget it about Mokawi, at least Mokawi is a woman. Now Frank? Uh, Frank? !
Zach didn't want to make any expressions because unlike Frank, Zach's expressions could be reflected in the rearview mirror.
"How about I tell you this." Frank looked at Zach's calmness in the rearview mirror, "Remember I told you, the first time I woke up, I discovered the changes that had happened to me in four centuries. Right. Let me tell you, that is the punishment of the Holy Lord. We are talking about this."
Zach frowned and didn't answer.
Frank didn't continue the topic. After the atmosphere in the car was quiet for a while, he said, "You are such a handsome young man."
Zach pursed his lips and glanced at the rearview mirror. Although there was nothing in the mirror, Zach could clearly feel a gaze reflected on his face by the mirror.
"Yesil? Right? The saints of this era gave Toledo the surname?" Frank said with a smile, "Return the surname of the vampire image~"
"Yes. And Gangaro." Zach frowned, because Frank's choice of words was a bit strange, 'return'
"Ah~ It would be a waste to give it to them, haha. If I were asked to choose a vampire clan to regain the ability to image, I would only choose Toledo. Haha, after all, look at you, you are all beautiful people~"
Even for the meaning of Frank's words, it is necessary to count the Toledo, Zach, and Louise that Frank has met, and then, haha, Mrs. Quinn...
But Zach really didn't want to talk about the topic of Mrs. Quinn. "It's your wording again." Zach frowned, "Have the image again. It was returned before. What do you mean by that?"
"Oh, did I say that?" Zach didn't see Frank's expression. When he looked back, he was already mocking himself, "Then I said it wrong~ I'm sorry."
What else could Zach say? Tsk, just drive quietly.
"I'm hoping you can help me..." Frank broke the silence again, "Help me arrange a meeting with the saints of this era. Can you help me?"
Zach asked subconsciously, "What are you going to do?"
"No." He said simply, "I'm a little curious. I know that the current saint is a girl, Sissy Yesil. The information given by Root said that the saint and your banshee sister Alice are the same. Close friends." Frank probably adjusted his sitting position in the back seat, and the friction sound of the leather was slightly louder, "Haha, I want to see how this happened~" and added, "Papa Midnight's blood (sisters), and Saint The Lord’s spokesperson, hehehe~”
Frank suddenly remembered something, "One of the pieces of information I got was about Papa Midnight's sister, who returned to the world from hell and is in Barton. Is that true?"
Frank didn't mention this, and Zach almost forgot about it. He thought about it and said, "Is it true? Do you want to see it too? The origin of the black witch?"
"No, no, no. Too many bad memories, haha, the mutual harm during the colonial war." He refused quickly, "But where is she now? Root has not received any follow-up reports on this matter."
"I don't know." This was the truth. "She came back to the world to meet Papa Midnight." Zach shrugged. It means that a guy who is no longer in charge wants to meet another person who is no longer in charge. Everyone can guess why there is no follow-up progress.
"This is good news, haha. Today I saw the battle between Alpha and Wizard again, which also made me realize that sleeping for four centuries is not a healthy way of healing~"
This is a bit... Zach tried, "Do you still care about the outcome of the colonial war?"
"Isn't that true? Like I said, when Assamat predicted the outcome, our thirteen ancestors already didn't care about the outcome of the war." Frank smiled, "Give me some time to adapt to the current situation. World~" and a taunt that was probably not directed at Zach, but was similar to a soliloquy, "Lute is not prepared to give me the time of a father at all~"
Zach once again decided to keep quiet. The car drove past the border of the North District and entered the South District. The night scene outside the window has undergone definite... even some extreme changes. The street scenes of the North and South Districts have been described many times before, so I won’t repeat them here.
"I puked." It was Frank again.
Zach tilted his head slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Frank staring out the window at the empty, dark fields waiting for spring plowing. "Sorry? What did you say?"
"I threw up." Frank maintained his posture. "When I woke up, I thought I had been murdered, and I was in some hell prepared for vampires. I almost strangled the messenger I personally entrusted to safety."
Zach didn't know what to say.
"But the truth is that the messenger I personally chose to awaken my blood came from a... What do you call people like you now? Adults who stay at home?"
"Otaku," Zach added.
"Ah, yes, otaku." There was a smile in Frank's words, "And this otaku spends three-quarters of his life, you heard me right, three-quarters of the time, playing a... game, a video game. The kind where images are projected on the screen..."
"I know what video games are, Frank."
"Okay. The content of the game is controlled by him... The little man has to constantly navigate a pile of burning objects, rolling boulders... various traps and dangers..." Frank's tone was full of surprise that he couldn't control, "Jump and move forward on the suspended plane. Finally defeat the orangutan on the top platform." Frank didn't laugh, so we'd better not laugh either, "Hell. If it wasn't hell, I don't know the world presented to me in the blood. What was it. So I threw up."
Frank was smiling now. He leaned into the front seat and whispered, "It's not getting better ~Zach~ Root's only attempt to help his father, me, with his gastrointestinal issues was to give me the baby's blood."
Zach could feel the breath in his ear, even though it was completely unnecessary...
He continued softly, "Disgusting blood. You know that there is at least one baby out of every ten babies today. His earliest memory is of a group of strangers disemboweling him from his mother in a dazzlingly bright room." Pulled out of the body?"
Zach frowned, unable to... evaluate this kind of thing. Zach is Toledo, not Lesembra. Zach couldn't relate to all of the above. So do we.
Frank leaned back in the back seat and smiled, "Hehehe, hehehe, I may never be able to adapt to this strange world~"
Did you notice any inconsistency between tone and content? Just found it. If you feel fear, you are right. Because these words came from the ancestor of the Lesenbra clan who failed to block the progress of human civilization four centuries ago and is unable to adapt to the current human civilization at this moment.