A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 82: Rebirth in Another World: I am Doctor Strange
“It’s so delicious!!”

Pepe was holding a baked bun in one hand and a roasted suckling pig with a fork in the other, and he almost shed tears.

Her voice was no longer tense, and she couldn't help but reveal a loli voice with a strong contrast. Her Mandarin had a Bavarian accent, which sounded silly.

There was a roasted suckling pig on the table, the skin was roasted to a crispy golden color, which made people's mouths water.

There was also a pile of grilled Kuta buns and a cold wild vegetable salad next to it, which looked extremely rich.

Mrs. Selvy, wearing an apron, sat opposite Peppa and looked at her kindly.

"This child looks just like her mother, so beautiful. Oh, eat slowly, the child looks hungry."

Quinn was sitting on pins and needles.

Could her mother be Violet from “Kyoukai no Murasaki”? They look so similar.

Mrs. Selvy asked Quinn with a smile:

"Why aren't you eating? Is it not to your liking? Don't look at my age. When I was young, I was a famous housewife in the surrounding area. At that time, the most powerful adventurer in the city was fascinated by me because of my cooking skills."

"mom--"

The boss interrupted impatiently: "Come on, don't talk about those things when you were young. You should eat too, Kui——"

"You bastard! You bastard!!"

Quinn Tang suddenly made a loud noise, picked up the pig's trotter and started to chew it.

"It smells good, very good—"

Quinn wanted to use tape to cover his boss's mouth.

It's a secret, call out my name. Your granddaughter is leaving tonight, and I'm leaving too.

The difference is that she went back to the Vatican, and I went to hell.

"It smells good, it smells good"

The old lady nodded happily.

When people get older, they can't eat much.

But watching young people enjoy the food you make brings you a greater sense of happiness than eating the food yourself.

The second floor is the living area of ​​Dema Bar, where the owner and Mrs. Selvi live.

Although the furniture and decorations are not luxurious, they are very warm and make people feel that the owner of this house must love life very much.

There is clear water and beautiful wild flowers in the vase on the dining table, the walls are covered with old photos, and the sofa is padded with wool cushions, all of which are hand-sewn and very beautiful.

The boss couldn't be someone who loved life; he loved alcohol, and it was a blessing he didn't get drunk. The only person who could have left the house in such a mess was Mrs. Selvy.

There are indeed strange places in the other world. The old lady is almost ninety years old, but she is still so strong.

The photos on the wall all showed the same man and woman. The woman was a graceful and beautiful lady, and she must be Mrs. Selvy when she was young.

The man who took the photo with her was even more handsome, so handsome that he was almost charming.

As the saying goes, what women think is handsome may not necessarily be handsome, but what men think is handsome is truly handsome. The moment Quinn saw it, he was stunned and thought it was a poster of the star Henry Cavill.

The man in the photo is tall and imposing, his features like those of an ancient Greek sculptor. He's dressed in imposing knight armor, wielding a sharp sword. This is the knight every girl who enjoys chivalric literature dreams of.

The young Mrs. Selvy leaned against the man, arm in arm, smiling happily. The boss's features vaguely resembled the man in the photo. Could this be the boss's father?

What about the boss? Was he not born yet? How did he inherit this? Bald and greasy, it's a shame. It seems he is still single.
Quinn withdrew his thoughts, feeling uneasy and overwhelmed.

Where's the Aqua? Why hasn't he come back yet? I'm about to be tower-dive-ed by three people. Help me!

The one-armed old man who had given him the Cavendish identity card and shown him the way the last time he came to the pub was also there.

His name is very rare, consisting of only one character, "Gu".

The last time I came here, I felt that Mr. Gu seemed to be a staff member of the tavern, but after coming here this time, even a fool could feel that this tavern was not ordinary.

The boss could say things like "Go to the Misty Sea and bring back the principal", and he could open a tavern in Eswell, where all middle and high sequence people were forbidden to enter. Quinn guessed that he was at least a Hemo-level figure, and had a close relationship with the academy.

I’m afraid Mr. Gu is not a simple person either.

At this time, Mr. Gu, dressed in a suit and tie, was standing behind Pepe, who was eating and drinking heartily. Like a waiter, he handed her a towel or poured her juice from time to time, and his service was meticulous.

This made Quinn even more afraid. What if Pepe realized that he was her target and suddenly attacked and killed people? Wouldn't the two big guys present refuse to help?

Rely on the old lady?
The old lady seems to know her mother as well, so they are relatives.

"Xiao Gu, sit down and eat."

The old lady advised that Gu was the only employee in the tavern and seemed to have a good relationship with the old lady.

But Gu just shook his head and refused to sit at the table and eat with Pepe.

"Don't try to persuade him. If you let Lao Gu sit down and eat with Pepe, he will think it's an overstepping of his authority and will want to kill himself." The boss joked carelessly.

Gu, however, didn't care at all and served Pepe with peace of mind.

Pepe was a little embarrassed to be served by a disabled old man. He put down his knife and fork and said to Gu, "Grandpa Gu, why don't you sit down? I came to Eswell for work, not as a royal."

Royal family?

Quinn was stunned.

He recalled Pepe's two surnames: Caster and Ortiz. The "Biographies of the Kings of the Southern Continent" given to him by Ancua contained the names of kings from various countries, but it seemed that no king of any country had this surname.

However, in the Bavarian part of the chronicle, Grand Duke "Ortiz" is mentioned many times.

Gu had a faint expression on his face. He bent down and asked Pepe gently, "Your Highness, what work do you want to handle? Just leave it to me." Quinn subconsciously wanted to hold the pistol to find a sense of security.

But the boss said that ordinary weapons such as guns pose no threat to extraordinary people above Sequence Seven. Mista's strength lies in aiming, and the power of the bullet is no different from that of an ordinary revolver.

Is Gu a transcendent? What's his sequence number?

He had no choice but to glance at the window and run if something was wrong.

Strangely, after being promoted to Sequence Nine for thieves, the system did not pop up a detailed description of his abilities like it did for the useless man, leaving him to figure things out on his own.

For no reason, Quinn felt that he could run very fast now.

Everyone has a rough estimate of their own leg strength. Before taking the potion, Quinn felt that it would take him four or five seconds to run to the window, but at this moment, with the dual extraordinary characteristics of a useless man and a thief, he actually had a kind of blind confidence, thinking that he could run this distance in one breath.

"Last month, something strange happened in the forest outside the borders of Roen. With the forest as the center, the sky within a hundred kilometers changed completely. The clear sky was suddenly obscured by dark clouds. I happened to be in Roen at the time, so I followed the Inquisition team to investigate."

Pepe talked about what happened on the 12th of last month.

Quinn didn't expect that it was she who led people to clear out the goblins in the Goblin Cave.

The group of goblins were quite obedient and cooperated with him in acting to gain Xia Daier's trust.

Then Pepe talked about the city lockdown and search, and this piece of information was almost the same as what Quinn knew.

"The guy who witnessed the Demon King's projection claimed to be from the East, grew up in Litang, West Continent, and worked in the South Continent for a few years."

"Litang?" Mrs. Selvy asked doubtfully, "Is there such a place in the Western Continent?"

The boss drank and said, "No, it's probably made up. Find it and chop off your hand before asking, and then you'll be honest."

Quinn: Save me, save me, save me, save me.
"The portrait submitted by the priest in charge of this matter is very strange."

Pepe frowned as he recalled, "The man was very young, wearing tattered peasant clothes that looked like they were stolen. His hairstyle was also very strange, almost bald, with his hair shaved into ugly stubbles. His hair color was..."

Pepe suddenly looked at Quinn.

".It's the same color as his, black hair."

"is it?"

Quinn, with long hair and a shirt on, looked nearly thirty years old and said with a calm smile, "What a coincidence."

“He’s still an atheist.”

"Praise the sun." Quinn opened his arms and made the prayer gesture of the Holy See of Light, saying indignantly, "How can there be such brainless people as atheists? Damn it! They are simply heretics."

"Are you a believer in the sun?!" Pepe asked in surprise.

Quinn did not answer, but closed his eyes devoutly and whispered:

"O Lord of the Sun, O Sun in the heavens, your children are here to worship, praise, and pray—holy, honorable, glorious, eternal flame. Thank you for bestowing light upon this world, promising a future for mankind, and banishing the eternal night into the past."

At the end of the prayer, he opened his arms again and praised the sun.

"Every morning I greet the first ray of sunshine and pray to the great Creator God, otherwise I will be depressed all day long."

Pepe was shocked. How could he see such a devout believer in Ashwell?!

The boss was also shocked and asked in astonishment: "No way, how did you, a believer in the sun, become friends with the little devil?"

Quinn said nothing, but just kept praising the sun.

If Pepe wasn't eating, he would have run over to join the prayer.

"I haven't had time to ask you, brother. What's your name?"

"Brother" is the affectionate name that believers in the Church of Light use to address each other. If the person is a woman, it is "sister".

Quinn smiled and replied:
"My name is Strange, nice to meet you."

The boss was even more confused: "Wait, your name isn't K."

"—My name is Strange."

Quinn interrupted him unhappily and repeated with a straight face: "S.T.L.O. Strange. You can't remember my name. Drink less in the future. If you really can't remember, you can also call me Doctor Strange."

"Yes, really?"

He was so confident when he said this that it made his boss lose confidence.

"Strange, I'm telling you—"

Pepe thought it was great to meet a reliable sun believer in the city of Eswell. At least he didn't have to deal with those bad guys in the academy alone!

"Originally, our priest was about to take that suspicious guy away, but just then, Grindelwald's school affairs commissioner—a nasty guy named Ankuya—came out and snatched him away!"

Hearing this, everyone fell silent for a moment.

The atmosphere suddenly changed to something weird.

"He eh."

Pepe noticed the boss's strange expression and couldn't help asking: "Grandpa Selvi, that Ankuya..."

"What happened to Ankua?"

A cheerful, sunny, and refreshing greeting came from behind the door.

A tall, handsome man with white hair covering his eyes walked in, carrying barbecue sauce and fruit. He naturally placed the things on the table, smiled, and bowed to Pepe. "I heard you talking about my colleague. I think there must be some misunderstanding."

"I'm Jacob, a teacher at Grindelwald's instruction office. How can I help you?"

(End of this chapter)