Chapter 112 Chapter 112 Red Oak Tavern.
Su Cheng heard the sounds of quarreling and pushing again.
Something rolled and broke on the floor, and the basement door rattled.
The man kept cursing, using all kinds of ugly words. After Gerald said those few words, he listened in silence.
"It's all the fault of that bitch from the Empire!"
The man grew angrier and angrier, and began to speak without thinking. "What kind of magic did she cast on you to make you defend her like this—"
"She's my friend!" Gerald interrupted. "She respects me, supports me, says thank you when I help her, treats me like a human being, and never mentions Altos to me!"
When he said the last sentence, he almost screamed at the top of his lungs.
"You bastard, that's your brother!" the man said angrily, "How can you be jealous of him? How can you be so narrow-minded and selfish—"
"Wait a minute," Su Cheng couldn't help but move forward. "Putting everything else aside, couldn't he be jealous? Father treated the two brothers so unfairly, using one's research results for the other. Since you have some money, you must have had some exposure to Yasuo's upper circles. Don't you know that with enough strength, you don't need to be diplomatic and diplomatic. How many famous magicians and warriors have eccentric personalities and are unworldly? And yet they still gain fame and fortune and are respected? I don't believe you don't know this. You're just making excuses for your partiality. Is he really your biological son?"
She simply couldn't contain her emotions and said a few extra words, but unexpectedly she caught the subtle emotional changes on the man's face.
Guilty conscience.
The panic of having a lie exposed.
Although it was only a brief moment, the other party concealed it well.
Su Cheng narrowed his eyes. "...What's with that expression on your face? Are you feeling guilty? Did I get it right?"
Actually, this is a bit strange.
Although this person is not very old, he has not practiced much and his skin is not good, so he looks very old.
But the shape of the eyebrows and eyes of this father and son are almost exactly the same.
Su Cheng turned his head and looked at Gerald, "Does your father have any brothers or sisters?"
The latter stood there in a daze, as if she had fallen into a blank state since she started speaking.
"Well?" Gerald came back to his senses slowly. "I had an uncle, but he died many years ago."
Su Cheng blinked. "How many years is many years? Twenty years?"
"Shut up!" The man reacted, trembling with anger, his face pale. "What nonsense are you talking about?! Why are you trying to sow discord between us? I raised him up like this! Everything he eats and wears is paid for by me! Do you know how much this house costs? The money he used to hire those teacher mercenaries—"
Su Cheng rolled his eyes at him. "If he's your biological child, then raising him and providing him with food and clothing is your natural duty, isn't it? He didn't ask you to give birth to him, so why are you making such a fuss about it?"
She turned to Gerald again, "Didn't your uncle die eighteen or nineteen years ago? Why don't you ask the neighbors..."
“Shut up! You shut up!” The man screamed like crazy and rushed over to grab her, “You dirty, rotten-hearted bitch, I’m going to kill you—”
Su Cheng hadn't been scolded like this for a long time. He was unhappy for a moment and threw a wind blade as a conditioned reflex.
Then she forgot that this was a person without strong fighting spirit to protect him.
The corner of the blond man's mouth was cut by Feng Liu, and the tearing of bones and flesh extended all the way to the back of his head, leaving deep grooves on half of his head.
Blood splattered on the wall.
The curse was stuck in his throat, and the bloated body staggered and fell to the ground, making a dull thud.
Su Cheng: “…”
She didn't use any heavy blows on purpose. If it were an ordinary low- to mid-level warrior, this would have left a deep blood mark on his face.
Su Cheng looked at Gerald silently, "Anyway, what I said before is still valid, and I still recommend you give it a try."
The blond boy looked at her in disbelief, then looked at the person on the ground, his expression changing several times.
He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't. He just silently carried his father's body and said, "I'm going to the temple of the Holy See. There are some things I need to clarify."
Su Cheng nodded.
Not long after Gerald left, she quickly packed up her things, left a letter, and left the cottage.
Even after spending many days with the future God of Jealousy, she still couldn't figure out his personality.
She had originally wanted to learn more from him, but now that she had done this, she didn't know what he would think.
It would be quite troublesome if he suddenly became unhappy and wanted to kill her one day.
Su Cheng already knew the approximate location of the Vatican Temple, and Gerald's parents' residence was also there.
She decided to go in the opposite direction and boarded a small boat to reach the heart of the principality.
The boat was sailing through the rippling waterway when a cry of surprise came from the bridge on the shore. She turned her head to look in the direction of the cry.
Several young men rode by on horseback, and the blond young man in the lead happened to turn his head to the side.
Su Cheng paused.
The man was tall and slender, with golden hair like the rising sun, eyes as green as emerald, and a very beautiful face with no flaws in his features.
However--
In a sense, it seemed like another face that was forgotten as soon as it was seen.
He was indeed very handsome, but he had no distinctive features. For someone who had seen many beautiful women, he was only briefly amazed.
Su Cheng took a boat to the port, inquired about the ship's flight schedule, and bought a ticket to Thornwick.
The ship had already started calling for people to board, so she followed the crowd up and did not go into the cabin. She just stood on the deck and stared at the calm sea in a daze.
The shipping industry of the Principality of Anser is extremely developed. Many ships are equipped with magical or alchemical devices, and their sailing speed is much faster than imagined.
It took only about three or four hours to reach the transfer point.
She followed the crowd off the boat and walked into a bar that looked very lively.
There were many passengers waiting for the boat to depart. The seats were almost full and noisy everywhere. The air was filled with the smell of alcohol and fish.
She bought a bag of fried squid rings and a baked pie, and after wandering around for a while, she finally found a newly vacant seat in the corner. She picked up the dipping sauce on the table and poured it into the bag.
The pub was crowded, with tables and chairs placed very close together. Not long after she sat down, someone else came to the table next to her, and the backs of the chairs inevitably rubbed against each other.
"……Feel sorry."
The man whispered.
Su Cheng didn't take it seriously. He casually said it was okay and subconsciously glanced at the man.
He was a tall man, wearing a thick dark coat, which revealed his thin figure. His messy black curly hair almost covered his face.
His profile was angular, but he looked a little unkempt, with untidy beard around his mouth, and his eyebrows and eyes were almost covered by his hair, leaving only the tip of his upright nose visible.
Su Cheng: “…”
She wasn't staring at a man who looked like a homeless man because she was horny.
Mainly because it looks familiar.
The man also turned his head sharply, and through the messy hair in front of his eyes, his deep and dark eyes stared at her.
Su Cheng saw his eyes clearly.
His irises appeared deep red in the shadows, like dusty garnets, and his eyes were alert and vigilant, like a frightened beast.
Su Cheng suddenly understood who he was.
As she pondered how this could have happened, she pulled out a few gold coins and a handful of silver coins from her pocket.
The man was still staring at her, as if afraid that she would do something.
Su Cheng did not sense any magic power from him, but there was a little bit of fighting spirit, but it didn't seem very strong.
The patrol knights he met on the street a few days ago were all more powerful than him.
"...Come to think of it," Su Cheng whispered, "that person is also my enemy, so let's just consider this as a thank you."
As she spoke, she put the money on the man's table, then stood up and left.
Su Cheng continued to sail until he arrived at Thornwick.
This is a prosperous city in the central part of the Principality of Anser. Endless shipyards occupy the coastline. Many medium and large ships are anchored here, and some are under construction.
Groups of workers were working on the ship's keel, magicians were casting spells to empower it, and the departure horn echoed across the sea.
She saw dwarven engineers repairing cranes, giant structures made of steel and wood, driven by magic crystals to pull gears and cables, lifting tons of ore and the corpses of sea monsters from cargo ships and transporting them to rail cars at the dock.
The shore was very noisy and lively. Not long after walking, vendors with baskets and carts came up and introduced their goods.
Su Cheng talked to one of them who seemed talkative and friendly, bought a bag of dried fish, and asked about some delicious sweets.
Seeing how generous she was, the merchant immediately started talking non-stop.
"By the way," Su Cheng said casually, "I was chatting with a local on the boat before, and she said there's a Red Oak Tavern nearby - in a nearby town anyway, and there's a pastry chef there who makes delicious jam tarts?"
The vendor was stunned for a moment, "I think I've heard of this somewhere..."
She thought hard for a while, but couldn't think of the answer.
Su Cheng was not discouraged. There were many small vendors in this place anyway. As long as he walked around the commercial street with food, he would be approached by those selling snacks.
She asked several times and finally got the answer.
"Aha! The Red Oak Tavern, isn't it the Holloway family's shop? I know! My father's family is somewhat related to them, but that's also..."
A young man selling candy balls said, "Oh, by the way, their pies and cakes are sold in the city! Of course, the barbecue and wine are also good. If you want to go, go out the west gate and find Baiwan Town. Be careful to go to the farthest one. There are three towns with the same name. There will be signs on the official road..."
Su Cheng saw many wanted posters on the streets, with different faces drawn on them, and the face of a future god was still mixed in.
She looked at the paper floating in the sewage, turned around and continued on her way with mixed feelings.
The salty smell of sea water in the air was gradually replaced by the fragrance of moist soil and plants.
Baiwan Town is located on the outside of a winding river. The terrain here is flat and open, forming a calm and vast water area, which is very suitable for docking medium-sized inland barges.
The town is backed by a lush rainforest hill. Dozens of trestle bridges made of thick logs have been built on the dock, extending into the river. Various woods and herbs are about to be shipped to the city, as well as boxes of raw ore with soil.
Su Cheng strolled around the town and soon found the Red Oak Tavern, which was at the end of a bluestone street with a sign with a cat carved on it hanging on the door.
It was not meal time, so there were not many people in the hall, only a few workers drinking in the corner.
There was no one behind the counter.
Su Cheng stood for a moment, then slowly walked towards the kitchen.
Wood burned in the stone stove, a thin layer of smoke rose from the iron pot, and a man stood at the chopping board rolling out butter dough.
He was very tall, with broad shoulders and back, and an extremely strong physique. His long dark blond hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and his apron was covered in powder.
The next second, the blond man turned his head and looked towards the door.
He had a pair of cold blue eyes, like a frozen lake in winter, and a hint of surprise appeared on his handsome and wild face.
"Sorry," Su Cheng blinked, "I saw no one up there, so I came over to take a look. Is there anything to eat here?"
The blond man was stunned for a moment, and it took him two seconds to react. He replied in a dull voice: "...What do you want to eat?"
He looked awkward and nervous, his eyes lingering on her face for a moment before quickly moving away.
Su Cheng thought it was a bit amusing, "Is there anything sweet?"
The blond man seemed to relax slightly. "Fruit pie—"
Su Cheng took out a handful of silver coins and said, "Great, can you give me one of each flavor?"
The blond man picked up the tongs and took the pies out of the oven, put them on a large plate, and placed a clean knife and fork on it. "Be careful of the burns."
Su Cheng reached out to take it, "Thank you!"
The knuckles of his fingers, which were holding the plate, were thick, calloused, and stained with a little flour that had not been completely wiped off.
The big plate now seemed inexplicably small, like a child's toy.
The moment Su Cheng took it, the blond man immediately retracted his hand, seemed a little embarrassed, and subconsciously wanted to hide his hand in his sleeve.
Su Cheng: “…”
Su Cheng gave him money with his other hand.
The blond man shook his head repeatedly, "That's too many. Two is enough."
"No," Su Cheng felt like laughing for some reason, "I just wanted to give you more - the extra is just a tip."
He looked like he had been punched by someone, with some strange emotion in his eyes, as if he couldn't understand what was happening in front of him.
Su Cheng showed an uncomfortable expression, "My hands are sore from holding them up like this."
Not really.
She could keep this up all day without any problems.
"Sorry," the blond man raised his hand a little flustered, "...Thank you, thank you."
He spread out his palm in confusion, watching the slender white fingers approach, like a bird spreading its wings, and silver coins slipped out one after another.
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