Chapter 363

“What’s wrong with you?”

After warning the Black Goat to shut its mouth, Leon looked over with some confusion.

“Hurry up and row the boat! There are other guests waiting behind you. It’s not good to block the way for others.”

“It’s not… it… IT TALKED!!!”

“Talked? Who talked?”

“The sheep head! The sheep head you’re holding!”

“You’re hearing things.”

The little red fork hidden in his shirt lightly vibrated twice, then Leon slightly opened the shopping bag he was holding, showing the boatman the “wooden Black Goat sculpture” inside, and lied without changing expression:

“It’s just a sculpture. How could it talk?”

Wood… wooden carving? The boatman, dressed in a pink muscle uniform, carefully took a couple peeks and, finding it indeed to be a wooden carving, said with a look of utter confusion: “But I clearly heard…”

“You must be tired.”

Switching out his Performance Master badge, Leon gave him a sympathetic glance and gently consoled: “Isn’t this job pretty stressful? If you’re feeling unwell, you can drop me off at the beverage area and go home to rest. You don’t have to refund the remaining boat fare.”

“No… no need, I feel fine…”

Could it be… I’m too tired? Under the double persuasion of the Desire Dream Infiltrator and the Performance Master, though the sound of that angry shout still seemed to echo in his ears, the boatman in the pink muscle uniform hesitated but ultimately accepted Leon’s explanation and started rowing the passenger ferry again.

…

Phew… finally fooled him.

Seeing the boatman wasn’t saying anything more, Leon couldn’t help but let out a small sigh of relief, then stealthily stuck his hand into the shopping bag and pinched the Black Goat hard on the forehead.

‘You almost blew our cover back there, got it? If this happens again, you’re going back to the Mirror World!’

‘It’s not… that old geezer called me an ingredient! I’m a Great Demon! Back when I…’

‘Stop stop, I know you’re a Great Demon, almost ready to ascend to godhood! Of course you’d be mad being mistaken for an ingredient, but this situation is special. No matter what, you behave yourself!’

Considering they needed to use the Black Goat’s soul vision for the next mission, Leon didn’t argue with it and instead warned sternly:

‘Before I came, the Bureau Director said safety first. Our task is just to gather information; we absolutely cannot draw unnecessary attention. Otherwise, it might be dangerous!’

‘You remember, I’m immortal. Even so, the Bureau Director had to remind me to be careful about exposure, proving this enemy is extraordinary. So we absolutely have to be extra cautious!’

‘Tch… got it!’

Hearing even the “Red-haired Woman” thought this mission was dangerous, the Black Goat unconsciously shrunk a bit, adding caution internally, but still scoffed: ‘If you ask us, she probably came here, drank herself silly, forgot her wallet, and didn’t want to admit it, so made up some nonsense task to make you run errands for her. Probably nothing serious.’

Heh, if your demon-level skills were half as tough as your mouth, you wouldn’t have been torn into seven pieces.

After hearing the Black Goat’s words, Leon couldn’t help but sneer disdainfully at it.

Even if the Bureau Director really lost her wallet, once Jerry Senior comes back, wouldn’t it be easy to find? Besides, if she really lacked money, she could borrow from Emma Senior. Why would she go through all this trouble to fool me? ‘Alright, enough chatter, time to work!’

Too lazy to nitpick with the stubborn Black Goat, Leon, looking at the three-story building sitting on the water in the distance, took a deep breath, then pressed his finger against the Black Goat’s forehead, quietly activating the soul vision.

Boom! It was like countless neon lights of chaotic colors lighting up simultaneously, or as if several buckets of colorful paint were poured onto a pitch-black giant canvas. Leon felt a slight pressure in his brain as a large amount of mixed and dazzling soul flames appeared before his eyes.

Wild, chaotic, intoxicated, frenzied…

Just one-ninth of the “Pink Mystery” already had nearly two thousand souls burning brilliantly… or perhaps slowly descending into darkness.

Taking a deep breath full of chaotic vibes, seeing those colored souls gradually being dyed, the Black Goat, pulled off the boat by Leon, couldn’t help but grin and chuckle:

‘Maybe we wronged that Red-haired Woman. With so many intense souls together, something extraordinary might really brew.’

‘Indeed, the Bureau Director is quite reliable when she’s sober.’

Nodding in agreement, Leon tied up the shopping bag and carried the sheep head into the three-story building still dominated by large areas of pink. Hearing his footsteps, a neatly dressed waiter immediately turned from the waiting area behind the door and asked with a smile:

“Guest, which floor would you like to go to?”

“Which floor… Is there a difference between the floors? Better higher up?”

“Not entirely.”

The waiter smiled and said,

“Our Pink Mystery Beverage Area will wholeheartedly entertain every guest who arrives. The reason we divide the floors is mainly to make everyone happier.

For example, the first floor is designated as the free-drinking zone. Although it’s a bit noisy, the atmosphere is great, suitable for guests with larger alcohol tolerance who want to come and drink heartily;

None of the above content is found in 69 Book Bar!

The second floor is divided into smaller areas, suitable for guests who prefer quietness, wanting to gather with a few friends and enjoy a few drinks; As for the third floor, it is for guests who have high requirements for the quality of beverages, valuing taste and style.”

Got it, first floor cheap, second floor expensive, third floor super pricey! Pinching his wallet discreetly after paying the boat fare, which already made him feel quite heartbroken, Leon nodded and subtly asked:

“So where’s the VIP area?”

“Hehe, as long as you come here, you’re our Pink Mystery VIP. We’ll try our best to provide thoughtful and considerate service, ensuring you have a wonderful and pleasant experience.”

After politely saying some formalities, the waiter smiled and said: “However, it’s true that some guests like to call the third floor the VIP area… Do you have an appointment with someone on the third floor? If so, I can take you upstairs right now.”

So… the VIP area is like a membership system, not allowing people up without referral or sufficient status, huh? Picking up the subtle implication in the waiter’s words, Leon couldn’t help but furrow his brow slightly, subconsciously wanting to activate the [Desire Dream Infiltrator] to make the waiter dream and bring him up.

But remembering the Bureau Director’s repeated warnings, worried that the fluctuations of abnormal items might be detected, Leon instead lightly tapped his cufflink and took out the identity badge given by the Lane Family.

“Can this get me to the third floor?”

Is… Lion crest? Five-feathered golden crown? Then isn’t this person… Duke Lionheart?!

The trained waiter’s pupils shrank instantly upon recognizing the meaning of the badge, and his expression suddenly became eager.

“Of course!”

Stepping aside quickly, the waiter smiled warmly and said:

“Respected His Grace, since it’s your first time here, please follow me to register briefly and leave a signature.

All subsequent bills will be charged directly under your name, and we will settle with the Lane Family, minimizing any disturbance to you… What do you think?”

Hmm? Meaning I consume here, and you guys bill the Lane Family?

Hearing that today’s expenses were covered, Leon couldn’t help but rejoice greatly, trying his best to stay calm and agree, then followed the waiter to the main platform, taking the feather pen he offered and pressing his left hand on the exquisite guestbook…

“Zzzt…”

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