Chapter 1038 Three Ornaments

Angel had two things on him that Balalaika had taken a fancy to.

One was his right hand. The other was Toby.

However, Angel did not choose to exchange with Balalaika at the beginning, but the Grave Knight remembered clearly that Balalaika had said that if Angel wanted to trade in the future, he could come to the Resting Place to find her.

Now seeing him appear here again, the Grave Knight naturally thought that Angel was going to trade with Balalaika.

In this case, he was a guest.

"I want to go in and make a deal, is that okay?" Angel asked, and his Abyssal language was very vague, like a baby babbling.

As soon as this question was asked, before the Grave Knight could answer, Stian, who was standing on the other side of the bar door, suddenly laughed out loud: "Little friend, this is not a bar in Demon City. If you want to drink milk, you'd better go to another place."

Angel naturally heard Stian's ridicule. But his Abyssal language was not very good, and even if he heard it, he didn't understand what he said specifically, so Angel didn't give Stian any attention.

Angel's attitude made Stian snort coldly. But in order to maintain a perfect and elegant expression on his face, Stian didn't say anything. Moreover, the mark on Angel's ear made him feel familiar and threatening. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

However, the perfect expression on Stian's face suddenly froze in the next second.

The Tomb Knight did not stop the young man with a strange voice like he had stopped him before, but nodded, took the initiative to step aside, and even stretched out his hand to signal: "Please come this way."

The action of the Tomb Knight made Stian finally put away his expression that he had maintained for a long time. He said coldly: "Sir Knight, what do you mean? How can this brat get in? Make a deal? Just because of him?!"

Stian's face changed, and Stian's eyes were captured.

Before Stian's ridicule, Angel didn't understand it, but only vaguely heard a few words "milk", and this time he heard "milk flavor", which made Angel wonder in his heart, could this guy read his mind and see his preferences? However, his expression looked very angry. Was it because he was stopped when he went in?

When Angel was thinking, the Tomb Knight sneered: "Stian, you'd better shut up. Besides, do you think that choosing a guest is determined by my will?"

Before Stian could reply, a charming voice that seemed to be able to seduce the soul suddenly came from the cloth of the bar, which made everyone present stunned for a moment.

When Stian came to his senses, he realized that Balalaika, who had never spoken in the bar, had actually spoken on her own initiative just now?

Moreover, she seemed to be saying.

"Come in."

The subject of this sentence was naturally not him. After a little association, Stian frowned and looked at Angel.

This low-powered kid actually let Balalaika trade with him. Why can he do it? Stian looked at Angel up and down, with jealousy burning in his sinister eyes.

Angel could feel the thorny gaze behind him, but he soon ignored it because he had already stepped into the bar.

After Angel entered the bar, Stian's expression was so gloomy that water could drip out.

He felt like a joke standing at the door of the bar.

He didn't believe that Angel could come up with something that Balalaika was willing to trade with. Even he couldn't do it, so how could a person with the same strength as an ant do it?

When Stian was jealous and in a complicated mood, a "light huh" sound suddenly appeared in the cemetery.

Stian and the Tomb Knight turned their heads at the same time, but saw that a tall woman with short hair had appeared on one side of the cemetery.

She was wearing extremely sexy clothes, had dark skin, and had two plump long legs, sitting on a tombstone not far away.

Who is she? Why did she come in but was lifeless?

The Tomb Knight's hand slowly covered the long sword on his waist. For this unknown visitor, he needed to be prepared for a fight.

"I didn't expect that lowly human would actually go in." The visitor was naturally Fafnir, and her mood was very complicated at this time. She had also heard about the resurrection witch, and was not unfamiliar with the rules of the resting place. Balalaika herself hated humans, and it was impossible for her to not see through Angel's disguise. Under such circumstances, Balalaika still let Angel enter the bar, which was too puzzling.

Just like when Odkras gave that task to Angel before, there was no reason.

Fafnir remembered that when she was in the low valley of the wind, she was stared at quietly by a pair of eyes that crossed the boundaries of time and space. She suddenly raised the corners of her lips. It seemed that this human had a lot of secrets...

On the other side, when Angel lifted the cloth and walked in, all the sounds from the outside world were frozen at this moment.

It seemed that it had a soundproof barrier that separated the inside and outside of the bar into two worlds.

The inside of the bar was as cramped as it looked from the outside. In addition to the bar, there were only a few tables leaning lonely against the wooden wall.

"You are here as expected." An extremely beautiful voice, accompanied by a chuckle, reached Angel's ears.

This is the common language of mankind.

Angel turned his eyes to the bar.

A woman with a bright red skirt and wavy hair lay on her palm with a long-handled pipe filled with smoke. She leaned against the bar counter with her legs crossed.

She didn't wear shoes, her white feet were small and exquisite, and her round toes were also painted with cinnamon like her nails.

She was not pretty, with slender eyes, slightly thick lips, and a small bright red mole on her lips.

But the more I look at it, the more interesting it becomes.

Angel bowed respectfully and said softly: "Good evening, charming Miss Balalaika."

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Angel sat on a round stool in front of the bar, with a tall glass in front of him. The red wine in the cup exudes a sweet and fruity aroma.

Sitting across the bar was Balalaika.

She elegantly supported her cheeks with her back, and her messy hair fell on her lips, looking very seductive.

"Are you going to trade with me for these few ornaments?" Balalaika lowered her head and looked at the three strange ornaments on the bar in front of her.

A standing crystal harp, a diamond-shaped tablet with a strange ring engraved inside, and a ring with a snake biting its tail.

"Why do you think I would be willing to trade?" Balalaika raised her eyebrows and smoked a long-handled pipe. Her mood was unclear amid the smoke.

To be honest, Balalaika didn't see how special the three ornaments in front of her were.

As a trader, she naturally has good eyesight. At first, she could see two precious items on Snaffa's body at a glance, which was evident.

And these three ornaments are indeed commendable in terms of appearance, especially the strange ring in the diamond-shaped monument, which looks strangely charming, but when it comes to special places, at most it has a little strange energy. node. But these were not enough to make her look at them differently, and she did not think that these three ornaments had the magic power to impress her.

So, even though she still had a faint smile on her lips, she was actually a little impatient in her heart.

Angel: "Miss Balalaika, why don't you give it a try first?"

"Try it?" Balalaika picked up the crystal harp ornament on the far left and rubbed it with her slender fingers: "Okay, I'll give you a chance, I hope you won't let me down."

She turned on the first crystal harp, and in an instant, her world changed, and a beautiful music she had never heard before echoed in her ears...

When Balalaika tried, Angel also focused on the three ornaments.

These three ornaments, or rather two ornaments and one ornament, are actually the collection of works that Angel used to practice his alchemy fantasy. They are not the most outstanding, but they are the most distinctive in comparison.

The first crystal harp was actually a music box in disguise, fused with an alchemical illusion.

However, in this music box, unlike before, he was stingy with only one piece of music. Instead, he incorporated several nocturnes with similar charms but different styles.

Lyrical, lingering, sad, melancholic.

Balalaika held the crystal harp for nearly two hours, and did not exit the illusion in the middle.

It wasn't until the illusion was almost over that Balalaika put the crystal harp aside. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say much.

This crystal harp music box is really good. The music in it is very interesting and fits the night of this frozen old world very well.

In addition, Balalaika also likes music, as you can tell from the song she kept humming last time. This is why Angel chose to take out the music box.

She liked this music box very much, but unfortunately, since she had already listened to the music inside, she naturally remembered it in her heart.

Therefore, the crystal harp's appeal to her has decreased a bit.

Balalaika felt that she had taken advantage, and the original impatience in her heart disappeared at this time.

The music in the music box, though she remembered it. But I have to say that the fantasy scene paired with the music is well worth seeing. Therefore, when her eyes wandered to the second monument-shaped ornament, her heart could not help but be filled with anticipation.

When she picked up the second ornament, Angel added at the right time: "This is the Monument of the Strange Ring. I hope Miss Balalaika likes it."

Balalaika opened the second ornament, and when something changed in front of her eyes, there was some interest in her eyes.

The Monument of the Strange Ring is naturally the mini-game Monument Valley that makes people like Sanders and Kanter addicted to it.

The protagonist of the plot of Monument Valley is a woman like Balalaika, so her sense of substitution is naturally stronger than that of Sanders, Kanter and others.

Balalaika was immersed in the fantasy for a longer time this time. It took almost more than four hours before she reluctantly withdrew. The time is too short, and the game is played from the first-person perspective of a mortal in the fantasy world. There are many wonderful ingenuities that take a lot of time. Therefore, Balalaika was a little regretful that she did not try out the Monster Ring Monument to the end this time.