messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 133 When Sending Off Someone, Always Smile
"Do you two want something to drink?" The boss at the bar pushed two barbecues in front of Chu and Mann. This is already one of the best foods that can be ordered in this small city.

"Wine." Mann said with bright eyes. He had long wanted to try this kind of thing that only adults could drink. Unfortunately, he had no money before, but it's different now.

But before the boss hesitated whether to give the child a drink, Chu already stretched out a hand to stop the two of them.

"Just give him milk."

"Hmm." The boss raised his eyebrows and nodded: "No problem, what do you need?"

"Water." Chu said lightly, in fact, she didn't need to order anything to eat, and she didn't need to order water, but Mann said that he should eat some anyway for his treat today.

According to his words, he should learn to enjoy life at the beginning, and tasting food is a way to enjoy life.

"Chu." When the boss walked away, Mann complained to Chu depressedly: "Why do you give me something that only children drink?"

Chu crossed his eyes and glanced at him: "Aren't you a child?"

"I'm 12 years old this year, 12 years old." Mann emphasized his age again: "In some remote areas, you can get married at the age of 12."

"Okay, okay." Chu lazily stretched out his hand and patted the boy's head: "Drink more milk and grow taller, good boy."

"Don't talk to me in that tone of voice to a child!" Mann was like a wild cat with its hair blown, avoiding the first hand that came over.

Not long after, the boss brought up water and milk.

Mann was still sulking about what happened just now, he muttered and ate the barbecue on the plate, but he didn't stop drinking milk, since he ordered it, he wouldn't waste any money.

Chu put a mouthful of barbecued meat into her mouth. To be honest, the meat was not tender, and the taste of the over-grilled meat was not very good in her mouth. In addition, she could not taste the taste at the beginning, so she had a feeling of Dry feeling in chewing wood.

Obviously, this kind of food is unlikely to give her any sense of enjoyment in life, but she doesn't mind eating it.

Picking up the water on the side and taking a sip, Chu Chu put down the water glass and turned his head to look at Mann.

"Mann," she called the boy's name.

"What's wrong?" the boy asked with his lips curled up.

"Today, why didn't you agree to the entrustment of the city lord?" She wanted to ask this question before the beginning of the year. She thought that with Mann's personality, she would directly agree. Ten gold coins are not a small amount of money.

"This." Mann ate the barbecue, looked aside, and said pretending not to care.

"He obviously wants you to help them resist the beast tide. I've heard of the beast tide. The beasts will rush towards the tide, and if they find something alive, they will eat it, and even the corpse will be taken away by them. If the beast If the tide is full of the kind of beasts we saw before, even you should be in danger."

After finishing speaking, he shrugged his shoulders: "You are my partner, not a soldier. Ten gold coins are too little to borrow you."

"Oh?" Chu took another sip of water and asked with a smile, "Then how much do you think I'm worth?"

"Hmm..." Mann seemed to think seriously for a while, then turned his head and looked at Chu with a smile.

"At least eleven gold coins."

"Crack." Chu stretched out a finger and flicked Mann's forehead.

"Hmm." Mann clutched his red forehead and shrank his neck: "What are you doing?"

"Ah." Chu turned around and ate the barbecue pretending nothing happened: "My hand slipped."

"You did it on purpose." Mann said with a gloomy face, but considering the gap in strength between himself and Chu, he had no choice but to give up any act of revenge, and buried his head in despair to eat his own food.

The tavern under this hostel is very quiet, so quiet that there are not many other sounds.

After a few songs, the man sitting in the corner playing the piano also stopped his singing, put away his xylophone, and drank the wine in the wine glass in front of him in one gulp.

"Hey, Matt." A drinker sitting in the tavern said to the dark-skinned man, "I heard you're leaving too?"

It turned out that the man playing the piano was called Matt. He smiled helplessly while holding the wine glass, and said to the drinker who greeted him.

"Yes, you also know that this beast tide... If the result is not good, I probably won't come back."

He was very shy and didn't talk much, but the sadness in his expression was clearly visible.

Since this autumn, many people have left Hiskama and their hometown one after another.

The beast swarm this time is really too violent, even the residents of the city can feel that Hiskama is probably in trouble.

"That's it." The drinker shook his head regretfully, and sighed: "In this way, we will lack a beautiful singing voice when we drink."

"Hahahaha." The drinkers on the side all laughed, but their laughter was not without bitterness.

"Where are you going?" another drinker asked Matt.

"Go east." Matt's voice is thick, which is why his singing is so beautiful.

"The east side is good." The drinker shook the wine glass in his hand, his eyes dreamed: "At least there are no wild beasts invading the east side. With your singing voice, you may become a famous bard one day. Don't forget about it at that time." Us."

"Yeah." Matt smiled and nodded at everyone, "No."

He will not forget his hometown, nor will he forget the people in his hometown.

"Then let's send Matt off together." One of the drinkers raised his glass.

The other people also raised the wine glasses in their hands and said with a smile.

"Farewell, Matt."

People said so, but there was no joy in this farewell.

Chu and Mann sat on the side, watching the farewell, silent.

After a farewell, the chatterbox of the drinkers was opened. They drank wine and talked a lot.

Some people said that they were leaving too, and told where they were going, and invited others to come and meet in the future.Some people have no intention of leaving, maybe they can't leave, or they don't want to leave.

No one can know the fate of this city, they can only pray for it silently, whether it is the people who stay or the people who will leave.

The life here is not good. Compared with the people in the east, there are too many hardships, and there will always be infestation by wild animals, but there are also too many memories of them here.

They were born here, grew up here, and lived here. There are traces left by them everywhere in this city, and what they can't take away is all their nostalgia for this city.

(End of this chapter)