A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 81 Pepe
There are always times in a person's life when he feels that he sees the door to heaven open. Quinn didn't wait for a day. At the moment of his happiest life, the door opened.

The angel who walked in glanced around, his eyes like daggers.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Selvey here?"

Pepe Caster Ortiz asked politely.

Her voice was clear and melodious, like the cry of a cuckoo. Unlike Amamiya Nene's charming, lazy voice, she had a natural lolita voice, but she worked hard to correct it to sound serious, reminiscent of the class leader girl who was the teacher's favorite.

Selvi is the tavern owner's last name. Quinn replied with a stern face:

"No, we're not open yet. Come back another day."

"Oh! Boy—are you awake?"

The boss's drunken voice came from upstairs, and I saw the damn drunkard swaggering down the stairs with a bowl of Kuta buns.

Quinn complained bitterly, and Yu Wenbo, you who are in the trough, will definitely join the team.

"Hey, I thought you were dead. Normally you should have regained consciousness in two minutes, but you actually fainted. Extraordinary—"

Quinn's face changed drastically. Didn't he see that there was someone standing in front of the bar?
I just said that there are legal and illegal supernatural beings. Did you forget about it after drinking a little wine?
If the extraordinary power is discovered by the people of the Church, the time traveler's career will be over. That's right! Let's make a loud scream to cover it up!
"Fried rice! Fried rice!!" Quinn's voice was deafening: "Is the fried rice ready? I'm so fucking hungry——"

"?"

The boss was confused: "Why are you yelling so loudly? I just brought you some buns, there's no such thing as stir-fry."

Only then did he notice an elegant girl standing in front of the bar, her gorgeous peacock blue dress fluttering in the wind like a crabapple bud about to bloom.

Immediately the boss rubbed his eyes, stretched his neck like a turtle to look, and then hurried downstairs - really fast, he was still on the stairs the previous second, and the next second he flashed in front of the bar, looking at the girl carefully.

"Bin, bin, bin?!"

The boss rubbed his eyes and looked at the girl in disbelief, who was almost as tall as his shoulders.

Although the boss looked fat and sloppy, he was actually very tall, even half a head taller than Quinn, and had a big frame. It was only because he was always hunched over that he didn't feel oppressive.

"How did you get into Ashwell? Did you make peace with the principal? How did you grow taller? Holy crap, your breasts have gotten so much bigger too. What kind of supplements did that bastard give you?"

"You've got the wrong person."

Faced with such vulgar words, the girl was not at all annoyed, her demeanor impeccable and graceful. She said politely, "Since you know my mother's name, you must be Mr. Selvi, the owner of the Dema Bar, right?"

".Mother?"

A hint of doubt flashed across the boss's drunken eyes, and then a puff of steam rose from his half-bald forehead, as if evaporating all the alcohol, and his eyes quickly regained clarity.

The boss was surprised when he sobered up.

"Wait, you are"

The girl gracefully lifted her skirt again and bowed.

"I'm Pepe Custer Ortiz, thank you for taking me to the West Continent when I was a kid."

Quinn's eyes trembled slightly, and he finally understood why the tavern owner did not help him even though he died in the Dema Tavern.

Do you two know each other?!

"Eh--"

The boss' eyes widened, a smile appeared on his face, and he immediately held Pepe's shoulders affectionately, looking him up and down.

"So it's Pepe! She's grown so tall! Time flies so fast! The little girl who peed her pants on the train is now an adult."

Pepe blushed and couldn't help but apologize: "Mr. Selvi, I'm already 21 years old this year. I don't remember anything about my childhood. I'm sorry to have caused you any trouble."

"Why call me Mr.? That sounds so strange—just call me Grandpa."

The boss directly gave himself a super generational promotion.

"Hello, Grandpa Selvi." Pepe hesitated for a moment, but still called out obediently.

"Hey! Good! Very energetic!"

The boss couldn't help but hum with pleasure as he took advantage of that guy's seniority.

Both parents have such bad personalities, but their daughter is so well-behaved. Is it true that a double entendre will eventually backfire?

"Why did you suddenly come to Ashwell? Did you come all the way here to see Grandpa Selvi? You're such a good kid. Do you have a boyfriend? Where does he work? How much does he make a month?"

The boss starts with a set of three consecutive New Year's Eve moves for elders.

Pepe answered obediently, "I'm a novice nun in the Vatican, with a monthly salary of 15 silver coins. Since I serve the sun, I don't consider dating. I came to Aiswell on a business trip for work."

"Work?"

Pepe nodded, squatted down, turned the code on the suitcase, opened the suitcase, took out a letter with San Camelo wax seal from the interlayer, and handed it to the boss.

"This is what my mother asked me to pass on to you."

The boss had an expression that said "What a rare thing!", dipped his finger in his saliva, tore open the envelope and began to read the letter.

The letter didn't contain much content, so he finished reading it quickly and became furious.

"Byd, Grindelwald kicked you out?! Oh my god, why is the headmaster so mean? It's okay, just stay at my place. Wait for two days, I'll go to the Misty Sea and catch that bastard, and make him come back to apologize to you—" "No, no!" Pepe shook his head quickly, "I just arrived in Ashwell and came straight to your place."

"Just arrived in Ashwell?"

The boss glanced at the letter in confusion and asked, "Then why did your mother say that you came to me after being expelled from the academy, so that I could protect you?"

Pepe's eyes were a little vague.

"Well, I'm afraid of my sister. No, I want to investigate first before going to the academy."

"Oh"

The boss suddenly realized: "The letter said there is a suspect who is related to the demon clan. Are you here to find him?"

"Yes." Pepe nodded seriously.

Quinn in the back felt his eyes go dark.

"A strange phenomenon in heaven and earth. The altar in the Storm Goblin Cave." The boss scratched his head while holding the letter paper.

"When did this happen?"

"On the morning of March 12th, I was among the first group to search the Goblin Cave. It was definitely not a normal monster dwelling. The concentration of curses and mysteries remaining at the scene was so high that it blocked space. We internally believed this was likely a Type 1 contact event."

The Holy See of Light divides extraordinary events caused by demons into four categories:

The third type of contact event: someone comes into contact with demon-related monsters, cursed objects, battlefield relics, etc., and is affected and infected by these things.

Category II contact incidents: Someone comes into contact with the spiritual will of the demons, and is either brainwashed into believing in the demons, or is controlled and forced to follow the demons' orders.

Type I contact event: A demonic individual descends directly into the human world.

And the highest level of natural disasters - the invasion of demons caused by natural disasters once every few hundred years.

Normally, the vast majority of supernatural events caused by demons are third-level contact. After all, the Fifth Epoch has only a short history of 1,400 years, and six demon-slaying wars have been fought. There are many battlefield relics all over the world, so the danger is usually not great unless you seek death.

Type II contact incidents are much rarer, and there may not be one in each country throughout the year. Even if they do occur, they are usually committed by cultists with demonic beliefs, and the impact can be controlled.

The first type of contact incidents are even rarer. Under the defense lines guarding the world by the saints of the Holy See, very few demons can enter the human world except in times of natural disasters. Even if they come, they can only be ordinary demons below the high level. It has only happened a few times in history.

But even if they are ordinary demons, they are still demons. If they are not careful, they will cause a disaster that is no less than a major catastrophe. They must be taken seriously.

"A contact event?"

The boss was slightly surprised. Is he next to Ashwell?

"March 12th." Jiumengzi frowned in confusion. "Isn't it still a few days away? Was it predicted?"

"It's already April today." Pepe reminded gently.

The boss slapped his head and realized that last month was not February.

"Why worry about so much? Even if a demon comes over, just come. Grindelwald is here so he can't cause any trouble. I'll prepare a room for you first. Come on, Grandpa Selvi will help you carry your suitcases—"

Pepe stubbornly refused to let go, holding the suitcase tightly with both hands.

"Thank you, Grandpa, but I must take the box with me. There is something very important in it."

"Oh?" The boss glanced at the suitcase in surprise, then shook his head in disdain.

"Your mother didn't even know to bring me two bottles of good wine. It's okay to play with these dangerous things every day. My tavern is very safe. No stranger dares to go upstairs and steal things - Hey."

He turned around and stared at Quinn, who was playing dead behind the bar.

Quinn was seen holding a towel in one hand and a cocktail spoon in the other, pretending to be a bartender, with his eyes and nose focused.

"Master, what do you do for a living?"

The boss was speechless. What was he doing? Did he become stupid after drinking the potion?
Quinn calmly cleaned the bar and wiped the table with a towel, looking like he had finished his work and was ready to go home.

"Boss, I'm leaving get off work now. You can chat with Miss Pepe slowly."

After saying this, he prepared to leave without any hesitation.

"Hey, hey, where are you going?"

The boss grabbed him.

The hand on his shoulder was like a fucking iron clamp, and Quinn couldn't escape it no matter how hard he tried.

"My mom made Kuta buns and roast suckling pig. Come and have dinner with us! I went to buy some dipping sauce and told you to wait for me at the pub when you wake up. Aren't you two going to Branson's house tonight? It's a great day today, let's have a drink before leaving—"

The boss hugged Quinn without saying anything and walked upstairs.

When he heard "Branson", Pepe's eyes instantly locked on him.

Branson. One of the two women kidnapped by the goblins is the eldest daughter of the Branson family!
That person was taken away by the college, and the people most likely to know his whereabouts are the Branson family.

Pepe looked at the long-haired man with a somewhat stiff pace, and his eyes could not help but be puzzled.
Why did he lie to me that Mr. Selvy wasn't there?
After greeting him just now, I subconsciously ignored him. How could I open the suitcase in front of him?
Is it because I feel too safe with Mr. Selvi around?
Peppa, how could you be so careless and immature? You need more experience and don't embarrass your mother!
The sealed item management rules must be strictly followed, and the box must not be left unattended when going out!

(End of this chapter)