Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

The woman put away her ostentatious posture, and she looked at Dreyer quietly.Afterwards, the entire casino fell silent.Dreyer met her scarlet eyes and said, "I am the boss of 'Night Blessing', Dreyer Hansrock."

The corner of the woman's mouth curled up, and she immediately jumped off the table.The moment she landed, there was an extra pair of high heels on her feet.Dreyer didn't know if she had performed a magic trick or if she was dazzled.

"My name is Natwee," said the red-haired woman, "Nay, Tee, Wee." She spelled her name in the air with her fingers, and she left a faint red streak without touching the air.

"Nateway, I remember." Dreyer shook hands with her, "It's an honor to meet you."

This time, the woman named Natway became very ladylike.She shook hands with Dreyer lightly like a lady, and said immediately: "I lost my temper just now, my lord."

"It doesn't matter - let's talk upstairs?"

"Let's go."

So Dreyer took this strange woman to the private room upstairs.They poured the wine, and the woman took out a deck of cards and said, "Let's play and chat?"

"Okay, but we only play with money, I can't afford anything else." Dreyer poured her a glass of red wine.

Netway glanced at the wine, frowned and said, "What kind of wine is this? I heard that you have a kind of strong wine, why don't you take it out?"

"Bronco fire is for men," Dreyer said.

"Then do you think I'm worse than a man?" Netway said with a smile.

Dreyer snapped his fingers and said, "Serve the wine!"

The servant changed the wine into "Wild Horse Fire", and the two of them each had a small glass.Netway first sniffed greedily, and then her face immediately flushed, "Good wine!" She made a very intoxicated voice, "Can I have a drink first, sir."

"Come together." Dreyer picked up the cup, "Cheers!"

"cheers!"

They both drank it down, and Dreyer drank it a few times, but there was no reaction; but Netwig let out a moan that was enough to make a man erect, "It's great, if you add more With the poison and scorpion tail, I can ascend to heaven!"

"Would you like another drink?" Dreyer's usual persuasion—it's better to talk about things if you drink too much.

"I would like to, but I'm already planning to be a good girl." It was funny coming out of her mouth, "So forget it, my boy won't be happy."

Dreyer didn't want to ask what "her boy" was. "Miss, you said you want to apply for the host of the arena? Do you have any qualifications and experience?"

Knightway said: "I have managed a 1000-person arena for three years. I am also a gladiator myself, and I can kill a few people if necessary."

Dreyer looked this strange woman up and down, and said, "How many can you hit?"

"It's fine until you go bankrupt," Netway said, "but only if my boy doesn't come and mess with me." She mentioned "her boy" again, and Dreyer became a little curious.

This woman is clearly not ordinary, not even human.She might know some magic, and she might have other skills.It was fake that Delaire opened the arena, but it was true that he recruited thugs, so he was full of interest in this woman.

"Then let's talk about the salary first." Dreyer didn't intend to directly reveal his intentions, he wanted to continue to test the other party, "How much do you want?"

Netway said: "I don't want money, I only do this job because the arena can provide me with a lot of corpses. To tell you the truth, mine—" She raised her left hand, and the flesh disintegrated into red mist in the air , the red mist turned into swords, guns, swords and halberds again in the air, and then those weapons gathered back into her arms in an instant, turning back into hands.

"—This thing requires human blood to maintain. I used to kill myself, and I killed as many as I needed. But you know, I plan to be a good girl, so I don't kill casually now. Hmm ... At first, I wanted to buy some from the Necromancer Association, but those guys actually told me that this is not for sale! I have no choice but to come to you—people die every day in the arena, so it’s okay to get some corpses ?”

Dreyer was stunned, he had never seen such terrible magic with his own eyes.He asked Knightway, "That wasn't an illusion just now? It was real?"

The red mist turned into a sickle and split the wooden table in half. "What do you think?" Knightway stroked her hair at the temples.

"Welcome to join us, Miss Nightaway!" Dreyer said.

Chapter 15: The Razor and the Enemy, [-]

Chapter 15: The Razor and the Enemy, [-]

Both Razor and the Faceless Ranger traveled quickly, and within a few days they reached the Rotten Flesh, where he could find a second teammate.That is, the former master of the arena, and now the exhibitionist bitch: Natway.

To be honest, Razor really didn't want to bring these burdens, but that's what Dara Kasha asked him to do.

Both he and the Faceless Ranger are taciturn people. In the past few days, the two together have not spoken ten words.But the Faceless Ranger often stares in a daze at some dead objects, and then expresses a few inexplicable emotions.Razor doesn't like this weirdo, he just wants to finish the task quickly and go back to Bear Mountain.

Netway said that she would wait for me in the largest hotel in the middle of the Rotten Flesh, so the largest one should be... He stood on the street and observed, only seeing a block of wooden houses, and he couldn't tell which one was high and which one was low.The rotten meat beach is close to Hesse, and the houses are wooden houses made of local materials.

What the hell is this place?thought Razor.It must have rained here a few days ago, and the streets are very muddy.There is always a sour smell in the air.A whole street is full of homeless people, lined up to bask in the sun.

"Have you never been to this place?" The Faceless Ranger asked him suddenly.

This is the first sentence of the two people today.Razor froze for a moment and said, "No."

"The last time I came here was to duel with the Laughing Ranger. At that time we were still young, I hadn't become famous yet and he was already a Laughing Ranger, so I wanted to challenge him." Faceless pondered for a while.

"You fought him again?" Razor asked.

"Yes."

"Which one of you is better?" The smiling cat should not be his opponent, Razor thought to himself.

"I must be better at swordsmanship than him, but I lost the duel."

"What do you mean?"

"We only passed one move. He sneaked up on me and I dodged it, but his sleeve was cut open. After one move, I wanted to fight back, but he lay down on the ground and said: 'I admit defeat! I won't fight anymore!' "

Dare you learn this from Smiley Cat?Razor chuckled.

"I said no to fighting, but he just hangs around like a shrew—what do you think I can do with him? Kill him? I'm a ranger anyway, and I won't kill a surrendered person .”

Razor had a deep understanding of this helplessness, and he nodded in agreement.

"Then he bought me a drink, and that's when he asked me: 'What is the purpose of the duel?' Well, Razor, I ask you too, what is the purpose of the duel?"

"Of course to win." Razor replied without thinking.

"What's the point of winning?"

"For..." Razor paused, "for joy. For the joy of victory."

"The essence is to gain joy through duels, right?"

"Yes." Razor nodded.

At this time, the eyes on the mask of the Faceless Ranger narrowed, and he looked at Razor with a subtle look, and said, "Then tell me, who is happy and who is sad, me or the smiling cat?"

"This……"

"'So I'm done with you, and who's happy in the end and who's not?' That's what Smiley Cat said to me."

Razor was speechless.

"So I said, I'm better at swordsman than him, but in the end I lost. I won the duel, but I was stuck in my mind all day. So I started thinking: 'Is it really meaningful for swordsmen to duel? ''Is the pursuit of swordsmanship really meaningful?''What is the meaning of my life?''Am I really happy before?' Later I gave up challenging those strong men and didn't want to continue practicing. I started Asking about everything in the world, looking for what really makes me happy."

"Have you found happiness yet?"

"Not yet," he said, "I may not be born knowing what happiness is. When the Creator created me, he forgot to add this element to me."

Razor nodded and asked, "Why are you telling me this all of a sudden?"

"I don't want you to make the same mistake, Razor. Life is about finding happiness, not torturing yourself." After saying this, he walked forward, Razor thought for a moment, and then walked forward.

Razor was too lazy to look for hotels one by one, so he asked someone to ask about Knightway.Netway has a unique appearance and a high-profile behavior. It is not difficult to find out about this kind of person.Soon someone told him, "Ask that big red-haired girl? Last time he appeared at the Yeshen Blessing Casino, and I don't know where he went afterwards."

So Razor went to the casino called "Night God's Blessing". The casino was full of smog, and the smell of sweat, vomit, and alcohol mixed into a bad smell.The Faceless Ranger said, "I don't have a face, but I can still smell, so can we just stay here?"

Razor hates it too.A group of drunken people went crazy for a few shiny iron bumps, but in the end, no one could win.But he had to find Natway, so he walked up to the bartender with a feeling of nausea and said, "Do you have a red-haired woman of about this height?" Te Wei was nearly a head taller than him, which made him quite ashamed, "That's it, um... pretty pretty."

The bartender immediately replied, "You mean Lord Knightway?"

His name is Knightway "My lord"?what happened? "It's her. I have something to look for her. Where is she?"

The man did not answer immediately, but looked up and down the razor. "What's the matter with you?" The man stared at the two knives in Razor's hand, "Is this thing a real thing? Where's your hand?"

"None of your business," said Razor.

"That can't be done!" The bartender puffed up his chest. It was a thick man with a wire beard and strong muscles. Razor looked like a child in comparison.He looked at the razor with very fierce eyes, and said: "These adults don't meet people casually, you have to report your name, and where are you from? What are you here for? What is the relationship with her? Oh, The weapon must be disarmed!"

Razor yelled, "Where are so many things going on? Let that bitch come out to me!"

When he yelled, the casino suddenly fell silent.Immediately afterwards, several strong bartenders rushed out, each of them walking towards the razor with a stick.The onlookers booed loudly, and some applauded.The razor felt an unknown anger: I want to kill them all!

However, he hadn't lost his mind yet, so he held back his anger and said loudly, "I'm just looking for someone, I don't want to kill people!" He raised his knife, "I'll say it again! I don't want to—"

"Where is the hairy boy!" A bartender threw a stick at him.This time the razor was completely annoyed. He chopped off the stick with a knife in his left hand, and then stabbed the bartender in the chest with the knife in his right hand.The bartender yelled, and the crowd let out an exclamation.

Red mist filled the air, entangled his hands and feet.

Then a pair of soft hands hugged his waist from behind, and then hugged his chest.

"My boy, I've been waiting for you every day." The red lips of the arena master whispered against his ear, "Always, always, always waiting for you." She said and pressed a kiss on the back of Razor's neck.

So soft and so hot.

Netway put her chin on his shoulder and hugged him tightly.

"Let me go, bitch," said Razor.

"I'll be sad if you call me that." Netway didn't let him go, "Call me by name?"

Many people were watching him, and Razor felt ashamed of himself. "I won't say the same thing twice! Let go of me, bitch!" he yelled at Nightaway.

"You've said it twice!" the Faceless Ranger yelled at the door.

Everyone laughed, and Razor felt his face burn.I'm going to kill them all!he thought.

At this moment, Netway let go of him, and then floated in front of him, saying, "You finally think of me."

I never forgot—he didn't have the nerve to say it. "I've got something to ask you, Natway, let's talk in another place." He said to Natway.

Natway nodded, and said to the bartender: "It's okay, my own. I'll take him upstairs to talk about something, don't let other people in." Afterwards, Natway raised his voice and said to the guests in the casino: "Just now I'm sorry! Everyone! I've invited this round of wine today, everyone enjoy it!" People cheered, shouting: "Nateway!" "Big girl!" "Queen of Rotten Meat Beach!"

She really can get along anywhere, Razor thought to himself.

The two came upstairs, and the Faceless Ranger followed.When they reached the second floor, Netway asked, "Fasnet, who is this?"

"My other partner." Razor pointed at the Faceless Ranger and said, "Faceless, this is Natway, the second partner."

The eyes on the Faceless Ranger's mask narrowed into a meaningful look, "You like this?" he asked Razor.

"No." "Yes!" The two replied together.

The ranger nodded and said: "Then you go in and talk, it's none of my business, I'll go down and gamble."

"Please!" Netway smiled happily, "Have fun, and take it from me if you don't have any chips! It's all mine."

Then she rushed into the room with the razor very violently, and locked the door as soon as she entered the room.Razor was pushed onto a bed before she understood the situation.

Razor said aloud, "I've come to talk to you, not to—" Razor couldn't get the words out.

However, Netway had already started to take off her clothes, and the red dress evaporated into a red mist like water vapor. "Other things can be postponed, but I can't wait for this one." She walked towards the razor.Razor pointed at her with the knife in his right hand and said, "Bitch! What's in your head?"

"All I think about is you, my boy." She smiled silly.

Razor has gone through so many things, his soul is tough and his body is strong, but he can't get thicker.So he used the power of ice to cool his face, avoiding an embarrassing blush.

"Why is your face turning white and red?" Netway said suddenly.

"Never mind!" he yelled.This time the red completely covered the white, and even the fierce ice power couldn't stop the young man's surging blood.

"We meet again after a long absence, shouldn't we do something? My boy?" She said aggrievedly.

"When did I become 'your boy'?" Razor looked at her indifferently, and said, "Can you take off your clothes without moving?"

Netway showed a very disappointed expression, "Is my body not attractive enough? Do you like..." She touched her chest with her hand, looked down at her body, "Smaller?"

Razor's first girl was indeed very young, but he had already beheaded that girl, and he didn't care about such things now. "I'm here to talk to you about something serious, so be serious." He said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Netway put on the red dress with regret on her face, "Can you stay with me for a while after the talk?"

The razor pondered a little, "I won't go to bed with you."

"Then have a drink with me and go for a walk, like lovers."

This request is not too much, and Razor has no reason to refuse. "Okay, just to accompany you for a walk." He said, "Now, let's get down to business."

"it is good."

So Razor told Netway the whole thing, and under the other party's questioning, he also said his next plan.

Natway nodded after listening, and said, "Well, to put it simply, you, me, and the Faceless Ranger are going to hunt a very powerful monster in the Witch City, and then you will go back to Bear Mountain, right? Bar?"

"That's right, so would you like to come with me?"

Netway narrowed her eyes suddenly when she heard this, and said, "You're sure I'll go with you, right?"

This is indeed the case, Razor suddenly felt a little guilty, feeling that he was very sorry for Netway.

"Are you acquiescing if you don't speak?"