There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

Chapter 118-117- Love sprouts in the rain

"Oh yeah~?"

As soon as Lacard turned around, his two younger brothers flew past him, knocking over the gambling table behind him and knocking him unconscious.

Not only did Alger stand up, his aura also changed drastically, and he kicked away two of his younger brothers who came to search him.

Lacarde applauded:

"I was wondering how a jerk like you could become a genius. You really need some skills to be a genius. So, kendo genius, why did you pick up a sword?"

Alger took trembling steps, step by step, towards Lakkad who was in his prime. Under his medium-length brown hair was a determined look in his eyes:

"I can't get over that hurdle, so I can't become stronger, but even so, I still have to fight for the people I protect!"

It seems that the mastermind behind the scenes must be related to Princess Xia, and Lacard has obtained important information.

Alger was now in a wonderful state of being unparalleled. Naturally, he did not have any extra brain cells to think about what he should say and what he should not say. He just said whatever he wanted to say.

Therefore, after saying that, he suddenly felt that his turbulent life had calmed down again, and Xia was like his "stabilizing force".

As long as she is with me, I will never be lost and my struggle will have spiritual sustenance.

A faint white light appeared on the blade.

Even the old Sword Saint didn't expect that the sword energy that was not awakened by stepping out of the shadow would appear because of a woman he wanted to protect.

He laughed and said, "Protection is also an important spirit."

With a flick of his arm and the long sword, the pale sword energy spurted out, cutting an 'East African Rift Valley' on the floor, leading to the entrance to Larcade.

But Lacard was not a vegetarian. He quickly used the Flowing Water Fist, retreating like a stream while skillfully unloading the force. In the end, he unloaded all the power of the sword energy, and he was not hurt at all, with only a few cuts on his hands.

At least he was bleeding.

Alger smiled with satisfaction. Haha, he is still doing well. He is still as skilled as ever.

However, Lacard would not give Alger a good look. If there had been any mistake when removing the sword energy just now, these cuts would have appeared on his neck.

He walked forward with standard fighting steps, and Alger realized that this strong man could move so fast, but agility was also his strong point.

Fists with flowing water kept passing by his ears, but none of them actually hit him.

Just as Alger was trying to counterattack in his solid defense, his stomach suddenly spasmed, causing his entire movement to be severely deformed, and Lacard seized the opportunity.

"Oops……"

"You didn't expect it, right? The flowing water moistens everything silently. From the moment I hit you with my first punch, the power of water has been surging in your stomach, just prepared for this moment!"

Lacard grabbed Alger's neck and one leg, straightened his torso, and then pushed him up with his knee!

This was not the end, he continued to kick and hit the same part repeatedly.

puff!

Alger spat out a mouthful of blood, staining Lakkad's trouser legs and leather shoes red.

But this did not quench his rage, and instead focused it even more on his feet, the sound of foot hitting flesh being particularly cruel.

"Why aren't you crazy anymore, young man?"

"Don't you know how to release sword energy? Can you release another one for me?"

"say!"

"Pretending to be dead, huh? I'll let you pretend to be dead!"

This time, Alger really couldn't stand up anymore.

Blood mixed with saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, forming a small pool of liquid, which Lacard then pressed his head into and rubbed repeatedly:

"Come, taste your own flavor, breathe it in, maybe you can even bleed again~"

His face was moistened by the liquid that flowed out of him.

Tinnitus... buzzing.

In addition to Lakkad's curses, I could also hear the laughter of countless people.

My vision began to blur, and darkness gradually enveloped me at the edges.

Forget it, none of this matters anymore, because on the other side of the light, Princess Xia, the person he wants to protect all his life, will be waiting for him there.

"Dominic... I really shouldn't have agreed to you... Really, I'm so stupid... But... Thank you too..."

Thanks to him, he made me more certain of Princess Xia's position in my heart, to the point that she became my spiritual sustenance, and I could even use her to slash out with sword energy.

"If I can survive... I will become stronger and stronger... and then... defeat you."

At the last moment when his consciousness completely fell into silence, Lakkad's legs stopped in mid-air, and everyone looked towards the door.

"Beibeibeibei...someone from Bei Luoshimen?!"

Standing between the two men in pure black hooded cloaks was Domi, followed by the tavern owner.

Lacard recognized Domi, and then confirmed the identities of the two people next to him through association.

In fact, he was only afraid of Beiluo Shimen and not Duomi, because Duomi was just a child. No matter how much power he held, he would not be able to do anything to him as long as other nobles kept him under control.

But the nature of the situation changed once Fomalhaut appeared. It was a signal that the Blofeld family wanted to kill him.

The people present were in chaos, desperately looking for any way to escape.

"Master?"

"Kill them all. No need to leave any alive."

"As ordered."

Amidst the flashing of swords and sabers, after a moment, the originally bustling underground casino was left with only two living people, Lacard and Alger.

The others, without exception, died from having their throats cut by a dagger and fell in a pool of their own blood.

It was at this moment that Morey realized what it meant to "say the most ordinary words and do the most cruel things." Hundreds of people went to see God with just one sentence.

How domineering this is.

He knew that Domi only brought two thugs to do it for him because he was too lazy to do it himself. He was fully capable of doing it alone.

Domi slowly walked towards Lakkad and said calmly:

"Originally I just wanted to teach you a lesson and make sure no one dared to covet this piece of cake. Unfortunately, Alger is too useless. I had no choice but to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys."

"Lest those ignorant little nobles live in peace for too long and forget the name of the god of death that has the final say over their heads."

Domi pointed his finger, and two thugs immediately stepped forward to kill Lakkad, taking the unconscious Alger with them.

"You want to get involved in a little business. Do you really think you are some big shot in America?"

"Leave the body here. Morey, go over and use Larcade's blood to draw a sign for the Hearthstone Tavern on the carpet."

"Yes."

Although Morey was reluctant to paint with human blood, since this was Domi's order, he had no reason to refuse. Any refusal would be hypocritical and rebellious.

After watching him finish, Domi led everyone out of the underground casino.

The day after the incident, the whole city was in an uproar.

The local boss who was entrenched in the underground casino was actually busted!

The famous Cyclops, the master of the water fist technique, Lakkad, was beheaded and his blood was even used to smear the floor.

Now, everyone knows that there is a god behind the Lupai Tavern. All the nobles have stopped their activities and are silent when the words "Lupai Tavern" are mentioned.

God knows who will dare to attack it again, and whether the next people to be slaughtered will be their own family.

With no one to stop it, the Lupai Tavern was like a teddy bear in estrus - flowers bloomed everywhere!

Everywhere you look you can see a bunch of people gathering in the Lupai Tavern.

It is a holy place for card fighting. The lively atmosphere and fresh and entertaining games have attracted many drinkers and made it a new choice for them as a drinking place.

From morning till early morning, there are people working on the samples at almost any time.

And this craze is spreading to the towns around the main city of Blofield, and is spreading to even more distant places through word of mouth among adventurers...

"Master, most of the guests in the taverns have been poached by us. I have conducted on-site inspections and found that these taverns are now sparsely populated. In this atmosphere, the number of people will only decrease."

In Nightwish's office, Morey reported respectfully to Domi who was sitting in the boss' chair. Mei still played the role of serving tea and water, and she seemed to enjoy it.

"Very good," Domi praised Morey's efficiency, which showed that his plan was proceeding in an orderly manner.

"You should know what to do next. This business model can be continued, but it's just not like a tavern. You need to make some changes. I can't teach you how to make changes. You have to realize it yourself."

"Understood. I will buy out these taverns all at once when they can no longer operate. Master Dominic, please wait for good news."

Domi stood up, gave the boss chair to Morey, and patted him on the shoulder:

"I feel relieved to have you do the work."

"Oh, by the way," Domi had just put his hat on his head before leaving, and turned back to ask, "How is your mother?"

Mei said: "Thanks to the young master and Morey, my mother has recovered and my father has returned home. It turns out that my father left home to raise money for my mother."

"Well, congratulations on your family reunion. What about Morey? Is Auntie feeling better?"

Morey looked a little sad: "My mother... passed away a week ago."

Mei let out an exclamation, and Domi was a little surprised.

Morey did not hold a funeral. He thought his mother was still alive and her illness might have improved, but he didn't expect there was no news at all.

"Uh… sorry, I shouldn't talk about that."

"No, I don't blame you. I deliberately didn't tell you. I didn't hide it from you on purpose. It's just... Mother probably doesn't want too many people to see her like that."

Domi recalled how his aunt looked when he first met her. In fact, a mother who could give birth to a child as handsome as Morey must also be one of those with outstanding looks.

Unfortunately, the disease she suffered from had some symptoms of tuberculosis in the early stages, and in the later stages it caused her entire body to ulcerate and emit a foul odor. When she died, she looked completely unrecognizable as a human being.

The two also understood Morey's mother's feelings. If they became like that, they would not want their relatives and friends to see it.

"I express my condolences..."

After a moment of silence, Domi left with an umbrella.

As if to suit the occasion, a light rain started falling outside the window, but judging from the trend, it was about to turn into heavy rain.

Crackling, crackling...

The bean-sized raindrops hit the window glass, playing soothing, natural music.

But to Mei, it sounded inexplicably sad.

She walked behind Morey and gently stroked his back. She didn't know how to comfort someone who had just lost all his loved ones, so she could only use this method to help Morey get rid of some of his sadness.

After a while, Morey grabbed Mei's hand and wanted to take it off his back, but he never expected that Mei's hand was so warm that it could even dispel the dampness and coldness brought by the rain.

"Excuse me... Can I hold your hand for a moment? I know this is a bit abrupt, but you can certainly refuse..."

"sure."

"Sorry...wait, you promised?"

Mei not only agreed, but also squatted down and covered Morey's cold little hand with his other hand:

"As long as you want, I can give you all my warmth."

The warmth of Mei spread all the way from his hands to his heart, making him feel warm.

In the end, the two of them sat on the long sofa in the living room and started using knee pillows, with May giving the knee pillow to Morey.

Mei is eighteen years old this year and is already a grown-up girl. Compared to Morey, who is eight years younger than her, the role of the "sister" played by Mei already has some maternal elements.

She is not as good as the mother who gave birth to him and raised him, but she can also give him motherly warmth.

Lying on Mei's legs, with her gently stroking his hair, Morey felt completely at ease and fell asleep before he knew it.

Looking at Morey's sleeping profile, Mei felt sorry for him and used her fingers to smooth his hair behind his ears.

She was fine, her parents were still alive and stayed with her until she grew up.

But Morey, who was only ten years old, lost both his parents. Before he met Master Domi, he even supported a family and a seriously ill mother by himself.

"You're already strong... take a good rest~"

"I will always, always be with you."