Endless Debt

The guests were silent for a while, and soon someone remembered the name. Exclamations continued. People's eyes showed joy, and they all moved forward to try to talk to Irwin. At this time, Nolen stepped forward at the right time and stopped everyone.

Nolen can understand the excitement and curiosity of the guests. As a famous writer, Blue Jay has a strong influence, but he is not active in the public eye like others. On the contrary, he is hidden under the world's knowledge. .

To the world, everything about the Blue Jay is a mystery. Apart from his works, the Blue Jay has left no traces that can be traced, like a dark silhouette.

At this moment, the mysterious blue jay appeared in front of the guests. This was much more interesting than any other rare treasures, and everyone was ecstatic.

Fortunately, this was a banquet, and the guests all knew what they were there for. The little commotion caused by Irwin ended quickly, but every guest paid more attention to Irwin. Irwin guessed that after the banquet, , I will definitely meet many waiters sending invitations. He hates invitations.

Nolen took Irwin out of the banquet hall, away from the noise, and his ears finally became quiet.

"Irwin, I thought the last time I saw you was the last time I saw you."

Nolen murmured, and it was obvious that he was really happy about Irwin's appearance.

Irwin responded with a smile, "There are always surprises in life, right?"

The smile on Nolen's face lasted for a while, and then turned cold. He said nothing, but stared straight at Irwin, with swords and guns hidden in his eyes.

"If I need to say it, I should have made it clear last time."

Nolen dug into his pocket and lit a cigarette. Like Hert, Nolen also had a craving for cigarettes under the influence of psychiatry, but the degree was much less severe than Hert.

"Irwin, you don't belong to that world. Don't dig any deeper. Isn't it good to live a peaceful life happily as an ordinary person?"

Nolen took a big gulp, and in the smoke, Irwin was still smiling. He seemed not to hear the threat at all, but was still immersed in the joy of reuniting with old friends.

"well……"

Nolen sighed. He still remembered the first time he saw Irwin. It was many years ago, but now he recalls it as if it was yesterday.

The Freeport at that time was much more chaotic than it is now, with all kinds of gray transactions going on, and there were even gray trading chambers of commerce involved in smuggling large quantities of alchemy weapons.

For the United Company, the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce has always been a love-hate organization. They bring huge benefits to the United Company every year, and they also bring countless riots and disputes.

Because the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce leaked a large amount of alchemical weapons inside and outside Freeport, several areas of Freeport were once out of control. Nolen was responsible for tracing where these alchemical weapons flowed, and then he caught a mysterious buyer, that is, Irwin. .

"Damn it, Irwin, didn't you close your book and retire?"

Nolen cursed in a low voice, "You don't need any so-called 'creative inspiration' anymore, right?"

According to the rules, Nolen should have executed Irwin. This has always been the style of the people of Xitao. After all, the talent of pirates is hidden in their blood.

Just when Irwin was about to die, Nolen discovered Irwin's identity. Nolen never imagined that he had just almost killed his favorite author, and Irwin never expected that writing a book would actually happen. Can save one's life.

After a simple question and answer, Nolen roughly understood Irvin's thoughts. Like many people Nolen had met, Irvin somehow knew about the existence of the Sublime Ones and felt a sense of this extraordinary world. Curious, he tried his best to collect related things and even trade alchemical weapons.

"So you do these things just to...just to find inspiration?"

The young Nolen was surprised by the answer given by Irwin, and Irwin asked loudly, "What else? I am an author. If I don't use it for inspiration, what should I do for it? Robbery? Do I think the royalties are not enough? ?”

Irwin is several dozen years older than Nolen, so he is already half an old man. Irwin was quite famous when Nolen was a child, and now he has accumulated enough wealth to spend the rest of his life luxuriously. In this sense, Irwin has reached the pinnacle of his life, and all that is left is to wait for death.

Or write something more interesting before you die.

Nolen was convinced by Irwin.

Nolen later regretted it. He thought he had been deceived by Irwin, but a few years later, he received a new book from Irwin, which also came with an autograph and a letter. The book is called "Night Hunters".

The content of the letter was very simple, a formulaic greeting, reminiscing about old times, and asking if we could meet. Irwin ran out of inspiration and wanted to know more about the super world.

A strange friendship was forged, and the two would meet every once in a while. Nolen tried his best to restrain himself from revealing some irrelevant secrets to Irwin. Nolen knew that it was wrong for him to do so, but as they often say , he has the talent of pirate in his blood, no matter what is right or wrong.

Nolen just wanted to know if Irving could write a more interesting story.

Back in time, Nolen has told Irwin too many stories about the otherworldly world over the years, and the relationship between the two has gradually become closer.

Nolen had nothing to tell Irwin, and saying too much would kill Irwin, so after the last meeting, Nolen firmly stated that it was all over.

But Irwin still appeared in front of him. Nolen was happy and angry at the same time. He knew very well what the real extraordinary world looked like, and people like Irwin should not be involved in it.

"Let me say something first, okay?"

Irwin waved his hand, trying to stop Nolen's scolding. Nolen fell silent, smoking a cigarette to himself. Looking at his appearance, Irwin muttered, "The boy back then has become a member of the United Company." He’s the boss.”

Nolen asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Just came to meet friends."

"that's all?"

"What if?" Irwin said, "Have you been watching the news?"

"No," Nolen shook his head, "I'm very busy at work."

"Then you missed some big news, Nolen," Irwin said. "I'm going to publish a new book."

Nolen's movements paused, and Irwin continued, "This book is my last book in the true sense. For this reason, before the new book is released, I made a journey plan to meet people who have helped me friends."

Irwin added, "This is your last stop."

Nolen put out his cigarette butt on the trash can. If he had heard about these things in the past, he would have been very excited, but now Nolen only felt tired and couldn't remember the last time he read a book. .

Nolen said flatly, "Congratulations."

"Thanks," Irwin said, "It's not that easy, is it?"

"Um."

Nolen nodded, feeling a headache and anger when he thought about what he would face next.

Bright red flashed in front of his eyes. Nolen took two steps to the side, and the red color also moved and avoided, like an eagle catching a chicken.

Cinderella didn't hide in the end, and she poked her head out from behind Irvin with vigilance. Nolen was shocked that he didn't notice that there was another person, and he was glad that the conversation between him and Irvin did not involve anything from the otherworldly world.

Nolen was suspicious, "Your daughter?"

Irwin couldn't hold it back and laughed, "No, it's not."

Nolen was also amused by his words. He knew that Irwin had never married a wife, and he probably would never marry again.

Looking down at the time, Nolen hurriedly said goodbye to Irwin, "Don't leave after the banquet. Please wait for me."

Irwin nodded, Nolen turned around and walked quickly towards the depths of the corridor.

The conference room was full of people at this moment, and everyone was waiting for Nolen. The next second, Nolen opened the door and appeared in everyone's eyes.

Nolen looked at everyone present. The directors had been drifting on the ocean for many years. They only sent representatives to this meeting. Before Nolen could speak, the representatives stood up one after another to express the dissatisfaction of the board of directors.

"The board has made a decision and Huerter's matter must be resolved today."

Nolen responded in a tough tone, "I am the navigator and I am in charge here."

"The board is not proposing to you, Navigator," said one of the leading representatives, "we are informing you."

Nolen stood there, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.