Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 149 [The Wind Rises]

"You seem to be feeling good, much better than last time."

Ethan looked at him.

In fact, he had already seen San Quanti once when he came to San Quanti after killing Casar last time.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to successfully summon the projection of San Quanti in time in the subsequent battle against Sandro.

That time was also in this church.

But in comparison, the San Quang Tri visit seemed very vague, just an outline, and difficult to communicate.

This time, his image was close to what he had seen in the historical interlayer before, and he could even speak clearly.

"It's much better now. I still have to thank you, Wang. You saved this city and brought those children to see me."

Saint Quanti said this, bowing his head to express his absolute respect and gratitude to Ethan.

From what San Quanti said, it seems that as long as this city exists, he will not disappear.

Ethan even had a guess that the more prosperous the city was, the stronger his power might be.

However, this is a good thing for Ethan.

After all, in San Quanti's eyes, Ethan is the person to whom he has devoted all his faith, and he can be dominated by Ethan.

"So do you remember anything more?"

Ethan had asked him this question before.

Because he really wanted to know the whole story of the San Quanti incident.

Although that incident has ended for a long time and he has gained a lot of benefits from it, until now, there are still some mysteries and some things that need to be clarified.

For example, how did the whole incident begin?

In his initial speculation, Ethan felt that this incident was most likely caused by King Winster, that is, Loren. After all, he was an ardent believer in Poseidon, and he might want to obtain the crown of the King of the North Sea to achieve something.

However, Loren is dead, and this matter can no longer be verified.

Although, later on, Ethan once asked Ned as the messenger of Poseidon.

Ned's answer was somewhat ambiguous, saying that he knew what Lauren was doing, but he really had no idea it would lead to the San Quanti incident.

Another possibility is that Sandro caused the San Quanti Incident.

Because, he appeared in the historical layer as a behind-the-scenes mastermind, and he almost got the crown if it weren't for Ethan.

But now there is no problem, because we have Sheng Kuangti, the person involved.

As long as he can remember the cause and effect, it will be enough to clarify everything.

"It's better than before. I remember some things. I remember that I was sleeping. Ever since my body disappeared, I have been sleeping, trying my best to maintain my strength and seal that thing. But one day, I heard a certain voice..."

When he said this, San Quanti seemed to be at a loss again.

"what sound?"

"I can't explain it, but that thing suddenly came alive." Sheng Kuangti was still a little confused, but when he talked about that thing, he immediately became alert and full of fighting spirit.

"It seems like some kind of calling..."

"I suppressed it, but the calling didn't stop, so... I started looking for it. I remember I seemed to have found it, and I seemed to have seen something... I..."

Having said this, San Quanti stopped again, as if he couldn't remember it again.

It seems that the recovery is not enough.

"It's okay, just think about it slowly, you'll remember it eventually." Ethan comforted him.

"Yeah." Sheng Kuangti nodded and didn't think about it anymore.

Ethan glanced at Sophia in the distance; her prayer seemed to be coming to an end.

"I go first."

"Wait a moment, my king. I just remembered something. I have hidden something in this church that might be useful to you."

The dinner was held in the open space outside the weapons factory.

The good weather during the day continued into the night, and the sky was clear and the air was so bright that you could even see the stars in the sky clearly.

So everyone simply built a bonfire and started partying in the open space.

Although San Quanti is a sad place, we cannot always be immersed in sadness. We must always have a new beginning. Even the orphans of San Quanti laughed in the gradually cheerful atmosphere.

Everyone sang and danced around the campfire, and Sophia was unexpectedly loved by the children.

Because in addition to painting, she is also good at dancing and singing. After all, she is the daughter of the presiding judge and has received various education and training since childhood.

Everyone also drank some wine.

It's an unspoken secret.

The party lasted until the second half of the night and everyone was drunk.

Sophia was supported by Anya and escorted to the room by Ethan.

However, when Ethan was about to leave, she pulled Ethan and said drunkenly: "Do you know... what wish I made in front of Santa Quentin?"

"What wish?"

"I... won't tell you." She smiled cunningly.

"Get some rest."

Ethan is gone.

When I went outside, it was already late at night and even the stars in the sky had become dim.

Most people in the entire camp were fast asleep.

Only Ethan and Anya had eyes that were frighteningly bright.

Ethan glanced at the watch on his hand and nodded to Anya: "It's almost time, let's get ready to go."

Anya nodded and whistled softly.

The next moment, in the darkness, more people with bright eyes walked out.

They were all wearing dark trench coats, with bulging typewriters beneath them.

It's carnival night.

This was indeed a night of revelry.

The wind began to blow on the sea, and in the ice-free port, a large ship slowly appeared.

Tonight, it will ride the wind and waves.

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The wind was indeed blowing on the sea.

The wind also blew towards Winster's night.

On this night when most people are asleep.

Some people can't sleep.

Take Billy, for example.

Billy was once a small boss under the Conti family. With the death of Sandro, he had no choice but to go with the flow and join the Pauletta family.

But in fact he doesn't like Ethan or the Pauletta family.

He has been remembering Sandro.

Perhaps his disloyalty was discovered, and he has been assigned to do the most difficult work these days.

For example, tonight, he was asked to transport the latest batch of goods to the city of Itasca overnight.

This is not a job for humans.

At this late hour of the night, he should be sleeping with his woman in his arms under the covers.

After cursing a lot in his heart, he still lit a cigarette against the sea breeze.

Glancing at the dark sky, he took two puffs of his cigarette, threw it on the ground, then got into the car and slammed the door.

"Come on, everyone. I feel like the wind tonight is making people feel uncomfortable."

What a damn day, I don’t know when it will end.

I really miss the time when Sandro was still around.

(End of this chapter)