Swordsman Returns from Another World

But now, Bai Glaze is like a child setting off cannons during the Chinese New Year, holding the lit incense in his hand, and those powder barrels that have been suppressed for too long are placed in front of him.

As long as he wants, he can detonate it, he can control everything in advance, he can move the plot forward, and thus make up for some regrets.

The emperor drank far more wine than his body could hold, but he didn't seem drunk at all. He just lay on the bar and fell asleep. He looked like a penguin doll on the bar.

The others drank a lot, and Baiyou was the only underage person here. After carrying Angel to the sofa and covering her with a blanket, and helping Texas back to the house to rest, Kong said goodbye to Baiyou and left.

Bai You was the only sober person left in the bar. He sat by the window, listening to the Great Emperor's old vinyl records and looking at the moonlight outside the window.

"They are all asleep, both of you." Baiyue said loudly, "Come out."

Two people walked out from the darkness at the bar door.

It was Mostima, and her supervisor, Fiammetta.

Penguin Logistics’ messenger and the messenger’s supervisor.

"Hmm... they actually found us?" Mostima smiled. "It seems that the doctor of Rhodes Island is not just a weak doctor."

"And he's just a child." The red-haired Fiammetta looked at Baiyou with indifferent eyes.

"The emperor kept glancing at you. I could guess what he meant after a little thought." Baiyue took a sip of juice and said, "But is this really a good idea? Mostima? Exia must miss you a lot."

"You even know this." Mostima walked to the table, sat down, and said relaxedly: "She won't tell anyone about me. It seems that she trusts you very much."

In fact, Archangel Power never said it, but Baiyou knew everything.

Fiammetta stood aside. As Mostima's supervisor and partner, she didn't want to have too much contact with outsiders.

Mostima continued, "I also went to see Lin Yuxia tonight. It seems that you are also very familiar with her. I am very curious, why, as the head of a pharmaceutical company, do you want to have such a deep contact with Longmen?"

"Everything you show doesn't seem like a simple doctor of medicine." She looked at the white glaze in front of her curiously.

"I'm just uniting all the forces that can be united." Baiyou drank the juice in the cup.

He looked at the remaining fruit particles hanging on the wall of the cup, like orange-yellow pointed source stones.

"Rhode Island and I have a long way to go, and I need more like-minded people."

Mostima seemed not to have expected him to state his purpose so frankly and raised an eyebrow slightly.

Fiammetta also heard this. She finally couldn't help herself and asked, "Have you really developed a drug to treat the infected? Or are those boxes just bait to lure the Richie family?"

Baiyou looked at her suspiciously.

Mostima smiled and explained, "Oh, let me introduce you."

"This is the Chosen Overseer, the Grave Knight, the Sticky Superman... ah, the latest title tonight is the Narrator of Suffering!"

"Fiammetta!"

"Don't call me that!" Fiammetta said with a frown, but her tone was helpless.

Her boss was a jokester who would give her a new nickname based on her actions during each mission. She couldn't refuse his kindness, but she also felt... annoyed.

She turned her head and looked at Baiyue: "Just call me Fiammetta, Doctor."

"Back to my previous question, the drug... is it real?"

Baiyou raised her head, hesitated for a moment, and said, "...Yes."

Mastema's hands clenched suddenly.

Fiammetta's eyes also lit up.

"Take this news to Lateran, Miss Fiameta." Baiyue smiled: "I have something to say to the bishops of Lateran about this matter."

"Please convey it to me."

Fiammetta suddenly realized that Baiyou might not have told them this on a whim, but was... planning something.

The young doctor from Rhodes Island in front of me has too many things on his mind.

He began to make plans based on his unique understanding of the world and his special vision as a player.

Chapter 174: Family? What kind of useless thing is that?

After a brief exchange, Fiammetta left with respect for the white glaze.

Mostima looked at Baiyou meaningfully and left a word before leaving.

"I hope you know what you're doing."

After seeing the two men off, Bai You discovered that Texas, who had been resting in the room, had come out at some point.

"Can't sleep?" Baiyou asked friendly.

Texas rubbed her brows. She was originally a person who was good at keeping her heart closed and was taciturn, but sometimes she would inadvertently reveal her inner loneliness.

Just like this moment.

“I feel uncomfortable when I see Syracusans,” she confessed. “I can’t sleep well.”

"Have some juice?" Baiyou shook the empty cup in his hand.

Texas picked up a box of juice from the bar, walked over to Baiyue and sat opposite him.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened the juice and drank two sips. Then, seeing that the cup in Baiyou's hand was empty, he put the juice on the table and pushed it to Baiyou.

"It's an indirect kiss." Baiyou picked up the juice and reminded.

"If it's your words, I don't care." Texas didn't seem to care about it. Her face was always expressionless and she seemed indifferent to everything.

But beneath the indifference there is an undercurrent, and there is always gloom in his eyes, just like the cloudy day in Longmen, with a storm about to come.

But, it doesn't show at all.

Baiyue poured herself a half glass of juice and said, "Gambino and Capone are still alive. They will find a way out by themselves and escape from Longmen."

"I don't think you care that much about Syracuse. You are so far away from there."

Texas of Syracuse... She never concealed her origins, and even never avoided being recognized by others, because the fact that she went out into the world with such a name was in itself proof of her severance from Syracuse.

"...Is it far away?" Texas asked back, "Is it really far away? There will be another Gambino and another Capone, Dr. White Glaze, why do you know this?"

"...How much do you know about me? Why do you always seem to see through each of us? I'm curious."

She was particularly talkative tonight, perhaps because of the alcohol, or because of what happened tonight.

Texas didn't know where Baiyue got all the information from. She knew the Syracusan tradition and that the family's confidentiality mechanism was not something that outsiders could easily understand. However, he seemed to know Gambino and Capone very well.

The discord between them, the expansion of the Rich family, the character of the Sicilians... he seemed to know it all.

why.

Bai You certainly wouldn't tell her that this was because she knew the plot. She took a sip of juice and said, "It's just some small information gathering work."

"I hope so." Texas said meaningfully.

Baiyou raised his head and looked at her. The slightly drunk Texas had a cold expression and his bright eyes stared at Baiyou in front of him.

Her hair was a little messy from sleeping. The dark blue outer layer of hair was a little disheveled, revealing the fiery red inner layer of hair. The Luper tribe sometimes has two layers of hair, inner and outer, which is also a proof of their bloodline.

Yes, it is the symbol of the once famous Texas family of Syracuse.

She never concealed her origins, but she also kept silent about everything about Syracuse.

Texas noticed that Baiyou was looking at her hair. She lifted her hair and saw the two colors of hair mixed together, but clearly separated, one inside and one outside.

"…Curious?" she asked softly.

"A little bit, mainly because this kind of hair looks really strange, and I'm curious how it grows." Baiyou admitted.

"You can get closer and touch it." Texas said softly.

"...Huh?" Baiyou was a little surprised: "I thought you were very resistant to others doing this."

Texas is always cold and different from the various secondary creations outside the game. The one that Baiyou has seen exudes an aura that makes her difficult to approach, unless it is someone familiar like Exia and Croissant.

Now, he was also considered an acquaintance? It was clear that Bai You had only known many of the forces for a few days.

After hearing Baiyou's words, Texas stared at him, his expression still serious, but the words he said made Baiyou blush.

"The smell on you is trustworthy."

"Rooper has a good nose, and we have strong instincts."

I see. Why don't you just tell me that you like my hormones?

Could it be that the harem kings are attracted to each other?

Between the Harem King of Rhodes Island and the Harem King of Penguin Logistics...?

Texas continued to look at the white glaze and continued, "I met with Lyudmila once. She was a Syracuse person. You should know this."

Lyudmila? Yes, Lyudmila is also Luper, and she once learned fighting skills under the "Fang".

She calls herself... a wolf cub.

A man who has not yet become a wolf, but is already qualified to enter the Syracuse stage.

"She said you are a young wolf, and she said she believes you will become the new master." Texas stared at Baiyou, and Baiyou realized that the topic between the two had finally reached the point.

"I want to ask you, Dr. Baiyue, do you really understand Syracuse? Just like you think you understand us?" Texas frowned slightly, and the atmosphere between the two was a little tense.

Baiyou drank some juice, cleared his throat, and said, "I have no intention of becoming a beast master."

"Lyudmila called me the young wolf and believed that I would go to Syracuse and take her the glory and honor she deserved, but I felt that the family was nothing more than a cancer to Syracuse."

Hearing the word "cancer", Texas clenched his fists.

"Texas, I know what you want to ask. You want to know whether I, who have power and authority, will be dragged into the muddy waters of Syracuse, and whether I will drag Penguin Logistics into the family dispute."

"I can tell you clearly that I look down on the family."

Baiyou opened the window a crack, letting the cold winter wind blow away the somewhat stalemate between the two of them.

He continued: "A family that uses violence and power over civilians has no merit in my eyes, just like Gambino and Capone, it's meaningless."

"In the final analysis, ha..." Baiyue sneered disdainfully and looked at Texas: "Do you think a wolf pack has twelve alpha wolves?"

"The disputes among the wolf lords are of no value at all. They are just a game played by a bunch of idle guys to kill time."

He raised his voice, looked towards the bar, and shouted: "Are you right? Emperor!"

The emperor, whom Texas thought was fast asleep, suddenly raised one of his penguin wings, which twisted as if giving a thumbs-up: "You're right! White glaze!"

"Boss, you?" Texas was a little confused.

Chapter 175: The Dog is Coming

The emperor sat up with a bulging belly, burped, and said, holding a large bottle of whiskey, "You guys continue chatting. If you pretend to sleep and get caught, it will be so embarrassing to stay here."

"I'm going to the basement to listen to some music. Just remember to keep the noise down and don't fight."

It jumped off the bar and swayed left and right as it headed downstairs.

Texas hesitated to speak.

Baiyue chuckled, looked at Texas, and continued: "Don't worry, I have no interest in the Wolf Lord's game."

"I have no intention of becoming the Wolf Lord. All I want is to reach Syracuse and add fuel to the flames that are about to burst into flames."

"To liberate the people of Syracuse, not... the will of the family."

Texas was silent for a long time after hearing this.

Baiyue drank up the juice in the cup, let out a long sigh, and said, "Are you satisfied with my answer, Texas?"

“…Well, so-so.” Texas nodded: “Dr. White Glaze, you are indeed different from everyone I have ever met.”

"If this is the kind of leader, then I am willing to follow, that's all."

She stood up, left her seat, simply threw down those words to express her feelings, and wanted to go back to her room.

But that's it.

Her ears moved, as if she heard something.

Then, his eyes widened, he turned around abruptly, and his coat flew off, revealing the white shirt underneath.

Her eyes were wide open, and the moment she turned around, she had already grasped the hilt of the Originium sword on her waistband tightly in her hand. Red and yellow light gushed out from the hilt, forming a shining sword body.

"White Glaze, retreat!!"