Chapter 70 The only Member of the Sunset Red Tour Group

"Welcome guests from outside. We haven't had guests in Godot for a long time."

The old man didn't mind Grete's puzzled look at all, just smiling at Grete.

"Don't worry, we have no ill intentions, we just want to invite guests to visit."

Since he has been discovered, Grete doesn't need to hide, and he removes the disillusionment spell on his body.

The main thing is that a group of old wizards who look old are not far away, male or female, all holding wands, looking at Grete vigilantly, as if they are afraid that he will suddenly hurt people.

Seeing Grete put down his wand, this group of elderly people also smiled kindly.

It is said that in such a strange town, seeing outsiders, or outsiders with disillusionment spells entering, should not be treated too well.

But Grete felt a strange and extremely friendly, or welcome, from this group of people.

The old man with the floating spell next to him spoke.

"Mr. Mike Grete, I am Vladimir Diergo, the grandfather of Seni. On behalf of all the residents of Godo Town, I welcome you."

At the same time, Grete saw a blond, but fashionable old lady not far away, and gently raised her wand.

The soil next to the city wall gathered together and was shaped into a staircase down the city wall.

Around the staircase, bright red, lavender, tender yellow...

Flowers of various colors exuded fragrance wantonly.

Grete felt more and more strange. He imagined that he might be troubled or even in danger when he came here to find Seni.

In any case, he never expected to meet such a warm welcome.

The white-haired old man in front of him who called himself Vladimir Diergo, if observed carefully, did have similarities in appearance, such as the forehead that was much wider than that of ordinary people.

Obviously, this was a family inheritance.

Grete had always suspected that his chief general Seni would become a light bulb when he got older, but now there was no doubt about it.

His grandfather's shiny forehead had helped Gret resolve his doubts.

No wonder Seni had to buy a lot of Porter's shampoo every month, which was a considerable expense.

However, Gret felt that if he didn't wash his hair so frequently, he might be able to keep his hair for a few more years.

Vladimir landed on the steps, gave a friendly chest-touching salute, and then spread out his right hand to invite Gret to walk down the wall together.

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Next to the wall was Titanic's leather goods shop, and further ahead was Mrs. Daphne's clothing store.

Mr. Dolson's craftsmanship was the undisputed number one in Godot Town, and his restaurant was located on the most prosperous commercial street in the town.

Mrs. Kaelin ran the only tavern in Godot Town. No one could compare to her in brewing or mixing drinks.

Along the way, Vladimir enthusiastically introduced every store he passed by to Gret.

Whenever Gret was surrounded by these old men and women and passed by these shops, the owners of the shops would "happen" to go out.

After looking at Gret, he smiled and returned to the store.

Some enthusiastic people would come to the front of the line and give Gret some small gifts, not giving him any chance to refuse.

The only one who was rejected by Gret was Mrs. Kaelin, who was known as the Queen of Drinks in Godot Town.

Although she said that the starry cocktail she presented was a special concoction that basically did not contain alcohol.

But Gret knew her alcohol tolerance, so before confirming Seni's current situation, she had to leave the bar of Mrs. Kaelin, who looked quite disappointed, with an embarrassed face.

In the end, Vladimir Diergo came up to her and whispered something, and she looked at Gret with an understanding face and finished the wine in her hand.

The more Gret walked, the more confused he felt. He remembered that he came to save Seni, but now he seemed to be dragged by the Sunset Red Tour Group.

He picked up the conversation more than once, trying to ask Seni's grandfather about Seni's current situation.

However, this old man who looked as reliable as Seni was much more cunning than Seni. As long as Grete asked other questions, he would get an immediate response.

But once Seni was mentioned, he started to pretend to be hard of hearing, and he looked like an old jerk who was drunk and making trouble in the port of London.

Other people in the team also pretended to be old, stuttering and deaf.

Some people beat their chests and coughed, and some bent over and beat their backs.

You know, along the way, when you come across a store you like.

This group of people are not 100-meter sprinters, but at least they can run fast. The way they run is much more energetic than the young people nowadays.

Grete swore that if Vladimir was not Seni's grandfather, Grete would let him taste what the iron fist of a genius boy is.

"Don't worry, Seni is my grandson. I will never hurt him no matter what. I promise that he is very safe now. I will let him go back with you when he comes out."

There was no choice but to accept his fate and follow this group of old men and women to continue his sunset journey.

Besides, he didn't think he could escape from these old men who seemed to be powerless.

After all, it can be inferred from the scars on the old men who fell at the end of the team.

When they were young, they were definitely elites, and they were veterans who stayed after hundreds of battles.

Unconsciously, Gret walked to the center of the town under the guidance of Vladimir.

The hollow ring that he had found strange in the air.

Now that he was able to get closer, Gret keenly sensed the fluctuations of magic.

It seems that the hollow shape of this town is not a special design, but something is hidden by magic.

Gret, who had raised various questions along the way, was strangely silent at this time.

Secrets have always meant trouble. He had no interest in understanding this kind of top-secret thing.

Vladimir, the talkative old man, also fell silent strangely.

The people following behind him were also the same, with serious expressions, looking up at the nothingness in front of them.

Gret could feel a special atmosphere lingering around them, and it was hard to tell whether it was loss or disappointment.

This situation did not last too long, just more than ten seconds.

Seni's grandfather always liked to introduce every plant and tree in the town to Gret, even the newly sprouted small trees had their own names in his mouth.

At this time, he deliberately bypassed this place and dragged Grete away from the central square.

"The hotel in the town is in front. You are the first guest here. Don't worry, we cleaned it very cleanly. You will definitely like it."

Vladimir was like an old child, showing off in his words.

The old man and the old woman behind him also followed up eagerly, with fighting spirit in their eyes.

"Yes, Grete, you must take a closer look. We have spent a lot of time on it. When the time comes, you can choose the design that you like the most."

Without looking back, Grete felt the tit-for-tat anger permeating this group of people.

Thanks to the monthly ticket support from the book friend Youlai Chuangzao, the author thanks you.

Small theater

Seni Diergo: Chief, I heard that you came to save me, Seni, I am really moved.

Grete (raising the glass): Old man Vladimir, who said I can't drink, I am a banished immortal in the wine world. Come on, drink this one, there are still three cups...

Vladimir: ...

Karin: So what you said about him being drunk was not made up. By the way, Dolson, are you sure you used cooking wine today? I remember that you just bought a bottle of brandy from me yesterday.

Dolson (scratching his head awkwardly): Sorry, that batch of cooking wine is used up.

You know, the ancient Eastern country prohibits wizards from other countries from entering their territory.

I will have a chance to restock the next Kunlun Trade Fair.

PS: It will not involve domestic plots.