Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 722: Baron Bayard's Son

Blacksburg district, "The Weight of Knowledge" pub.

A bard with a moustache was playing the lute and singing the hot and erotic "Hong Kong ditty" that is rarely heard in the mainland.

A dwarf dressed as a dwarf and a dancer performed pantomime with exaggerated movements beside him, performing funny and sensational dances, which caused people to laugh and cheer.

"Did you hear that?"

Someone was boasting: "Something happened offshore yesterday!"

"You idiot, you're talking about that sea monster, right?"

Apparently there are other well-informed people who don't want the former to be in the spotlight.

The man drank too much, and his voice became vulgar and slurred: “You are talking like no one knows!”

"What's so strange about a sea monster?" an old fisherman couldn't help laughing. "Those old men in the Spirit Tower used to pay for information about sea monsters! Reporting a location earned three gold coins. I earned eighty gold coins a month!"

"Come on, Old John!"

Someone cursed: "The master didn't bother you later, he was generous! You reported the information of a sea monster dozens of times, did you really think no one knew?"

"It's because you are fair and generous that you deserve more praise!"

Old John blushed and shouted: "In this way, everyone is willing to work for the master——"

"Have you tried the medicine? It's twenty gold coins each time."

"I, I won't go... I'm already this old, let the young people make the money."

As soon as Old John finished speaking, people burst into laughter.

At this moment, beside a piano on the second floor, a black-haired woman wearing glasses, who was intelligent and mature, also heard this scene, and said to the pretty maid beside her in a teasing tone: "It seems that the noise was quite big."

"——It is quite big. I have some special information here..."

Suddenly, a young man with sleek blond hair and a temperament that was out of place in a bar came over politely and said, "Two beautiful ladies, if you are interested in that matter, why don't we move to the next door? It's too noisy here, not the right environment for a conversation."

Upon hearing this, Aleister in Bayard form turned around and looked at the young man with interest.

At first, she thought she had run into an information dealer. After the other party finished talking, she realized that she was being hit on.

It was a strange experience... It was strange to say that Aiwass's appearance should be more outstanding than Bayard's, so why didn't any beautiful women come to chat with him? Was it because the atmosphere in Avalon was too conservative after all?

"So," Aleister said with a smile, "you understand it very well?"

"nature."

As if he had received some kind of encouragement, the blond young man became alert.

He respectfully and politely placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly: "May I introduce myself? I am the son of Baron Bayard. Landon Venez von Bayard."

"... Baron Bayard?"

Aleister was slightly stunned, and asked back: "Does Xingti have a fiefdom called Bayard?"

She originally didn't intend to talk to him, but after hearing his name, she changed her mind.

“It will be available soon!”

The blond young man who called himself Langton was very excited and proud. "My father was canonized as a baron and now has a fiefdom. As for whether he had it before, I really don't know."

"You are not a Star?"

Aleister raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Yes! You are very perceptive, young lady."

The young man nodded enthusiastically, sat down next to Aleister and moved forward.

During this process, his arm pressed the piano keys, so the piano made an unpleasant loud noise and attracted the attention of others. But he was still polite, at least the two of them kept their knees about a palm away and did not move closer: "Our family is from Iris, and we have just come to Xingtan... May I know your name?"

"——I'm back, young lady."

Just then, a cold voice sounded.

When Landon looked up, he was shocked - he saw a middle-aged man with a stern face and low-key but luxurious clothes appearing behind him silently.

He completely ignored me, as if I didn't even exist in his eyes.

Instead, he just bowed slightly to the black-haired lady sitting in front of the piano and said, "I've got the things."

"Let's go then."

Aleister said with a chuckle.

Landon immediately realized that the beautiful girl he was chatting up was not a commoner.

But she was a noble like him, or even a noble higher than him. But he still didn't give up. Because the other party's charm really captured his heart... Not only because of the other party's noble appearance and temperament, but also because he had an indescribable sense of closeness that came from nowhere.

He has been urged to get married at home for a long time, and now he has finally met the person he is willing to pursue and "seems to have a feeling for"!
Thanks to his thick skin, Landon almost jumped to his feet, quickly adjusted his bow tie, and asked again in a low voice: "Excuse me...?"

"——Aleister Crowley. See you again someday... Mr. Bayard."

She briskly left her name and turned away.

After the others left, Landon still stood there. His face was a little hot, perhaps because of the other person's charm, or perhaps because of his own embarrassment.

He felt a little lost - Langton always felt that the other person seemed familiar and kind. It might be better if he just said it directly, he said to himself.

At this moment, he heard the noise of those vulgar people coming from below. This made his already irritated heart even more irritated. If he hadn't been waiting for his friend here, he would have walked away in a hurry.

“——I’m telling you!”

The loud-voiced man yelled again, "You definitely don't know who killed the sea monster! This is absolutely top secret!"

"Who?"

"Who? Tell me. Don't mention the master of the psychic tower or the royal alchemist."

"It's Miss Crawley! Her name is Aleister Crawley, a beautiful girl with long black hair!"

The man shouted at the top of his voice: "She is still the daughter of the Earl of Crawley!"

Hearing this, Landon was struck by lightning!
Aleister's face and hair color suddenly appeared in his mind, and he immediately realized something -

The person just now... turned out to be Earl Crawley's daughter?

He immediately felt extremely ashamed of himself for showing off his father's newly acquired title.

"What have I done..."

He staggered over to order a glass of butter beer, sat down and took a sip in a somewhat decadent manner. He immediately frowned and his facial features gathered urgently because of the bitter taste that could not be suppressed by the beer.

But that kind of bitter pain seemed like a kind of intoxicating self-punishment at the moment. He even felt that he was somewhat addicted to it.

"Sorry, I'm late..."

When his friend arrived, he was shocked: "Lanton, don't you not drink?"

"I did something stupid, Janet!"

Landon immediately hugged his friend of the opposite sex, crying loudly with snot and tears: "I am so embarrassed!"

Janet Bo Yiman quickly patted his head and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay... What happened? Tell me in detail?"

The choice between comforting a friend and her professional ethics as a journalist made her lean towards the latter. Anyway, Landon was a very emotional person and generally didn't need much comfort. He would always forget the unpleasant things on his own.

"I met a very beautiful woman, her name is Aleister Crowley..."

As soon as Landon uttered his first words, he saw fear on his friend's face.

And the other side.

Aleister sighed: "I didn't expect the Bayard family is still continuing..."

"After all, it was long after 'you' disappeared that the Bayard Group gradually disappeared."

Honey Badger replied faintly, "It looks like they even sewed 'your' name in, making it a middle name."

She still hasn't figured out whether Aleister is the real Lady Bayard. So whenever she says "you", she puts extra emphasis on the word to indicate reference.

"Don't worry about him for now. We'll meet again if we're destined to."

Aleister shook his head: "Are we approaching the location of the stronghold?"

Hawkeye would change bases regularly, and this bar was the contact point for the assassins. Because it was not a base for issuing missions, it was relatively safer... It was equivalent to a "website publisher", so it was much less dangerous.

"Well, it's almost time..."

The honey badger had mixed feelings: "Shall we go straight over now?"

"It's not urgent," Aleister asked softly, "Have you been to Xingtan?"

“I came here a few times when I was young, but I haven’t been here in the last decade or so.”

"Do you know where the White Pigeon Opera House is? Take me there first."

"of course."

"Then let's go."

Aleister said with a smile, looking up at the cloudy sky: "Of course, it's best to buy an umbrella first. My suggestion is a black umbrella."

(End of this chapter)