People are pirates, creating Cthulhu

In the hotel, Rosinandi looked thoughtful as he watched Crocodile leading the king's guards away.

"A nightmare that leaves you completely depleted of energy the next day..."

This feeling is very similar to that of him who didn't find the correct interpretation of the dream at first.

Could this nightmare really be related to me?

Even he couldn't help but start to doubt himself. After all, the two were so similar, and according to Crocodile, the timing of this nightmare coincided with the time he arrived here.

Rosinandy doesn't believe it's all a coincidence.

Therefore, he planned to stay in this country for a while to investigate the influence of this dream before going to Malinfando.

No matter where you are, the tavern in every town is always the most well-informed place.

So in the afternoon, Rosinandi sat leisurely in a tavern and quietly listened to the chat among these drunkards.

"Brother Ah Si, have you become rich recently? Why do you suddenly want to treat us to a drink?"

"Not yet, but soon! Hehe..."

The man known as Ah Si had a rosy face, smiled with blurred eyes, and took another swig of strong wine.

Seeing Ah Si's reaction, the other people sitting around the same table with him immediately became energetic. They looked at each other and finally decided to let the person who asked him before continue to talk.

"Brother Ah Si, we have been good brothers for decades. If you have a chance to make a fortune, don't forget us."

"Yes, yes."

"Don't worry, everyone... hiccup... everyone has a share!"

Sure enough, under the unanimous cheering of everyone, Ah Si's face became even more rosy, his blurred little eyes turned twice, and he moved his head forward, as if he was planning to whisper to them.

"Let me tell you, I went to Eluma with a caravan some time ago. When I was crossing the desert, I saw a dark red desert not far from the caravan road. I ran over and took a look out of curiosity. It was discovered that there were countless huge golden pillars buried deep in the desert.”

Although Ah Si made a gesture of whispering, his voice did not weaken at all. On the contrary, at the end of the sentence, his voice became a little louder due to excitement.

"Hey, another guy who can't tell the difference between dreams and reality! I have walked the road from Alger to Eluma thousands of times, and there is no crimson desert at all along the way."

"Hahaha, hey, Groot, don't be so direct. After all, it's not a bad thing that a young man likes to brag. When you were young, you boasted more outrageously than this."

"That's right, I still remember when you said you passed the recruitment exam for admiral."

"Yes, yes, that incident is still funny to this day."

"Hey! Everything I said is true! If you don't believe it, look at this. This is the evidence I brought out from that desert!"

Although the middle-aged man named Groot was made red-faced by the other drunkards, it was Ah Si who slammed the table and stood up angrily. It was indeed Ah Si who was teased by Groot in the first place.

I saw him raising his left hand high, holding a glass bottle in the palm of his hand, which was filled with dark red fine sand. Occasionally, among the fine sand, particles reflecting golden light could be seen mixed in. in.

That's...real gold!

Several people at the table with Ah Si were immediately anxious. They did not expect that what Ah Si said was true.

The whole tavern became quiet for a moment.

After a brief period of tranquility, the drunkenness of the guests was immediately wiped away. Everyone rushed out of the tavern, trying to catch a glimpse of the crimson desert where countless gold pillars were buried and become a gold digger.

Even Ah Si's tablemates were no exception. Soon, only the drunk Ah Si and Rosinandi, who was deep in thought, were left in the messy tavern.

"Huh!? Where have everyone gone?"

Ah Si plucked the wine bottle in front of him and was about to touch it with his friends, but he vaguely realized that he was the only one left on the table.

Seeing Ah Si, who didn't care about his friend leaving, drinking alone, although he didn't know whether the golden pillar thing was true, at least Rosinandi could feel that something was not right about Ah Si's state.

If there is really so much gold in the desert as he said, shouldn't a normal person go to the desert to pan for gold as soon as possible?

Why did he invite his friends to the pub to drink, and even drunkenly told the story.

It felt like he was deliberately trying to spread the news.

Just as Rosinandi was secretly calculating the truth behind this incident, he had already drank all the wine bottles on Ah Si's table.

He shook the last bottle of wine in his hand with some unsatisfied thoughts. Instead of asking the landlady to add more wine, he chose to slap the money on the table, stood up unsteadily and walked out of the tavern.

When he saw Ah Si standing up, Rosinandi followed closely. However, even after the two of them stepped out of the tavern, he found that there was no trace of Ah Si on the street.

Disappeared! ?

Rosinandi was shocked. There was no cover around him. He and Ah Si left the tavern at the same time. A living person suddenly disappeared from the street right under his nose.

This thing is indeed a bit strange.

Rocinante thought for a while and thought that he had not yet investigated the nightmare matters clearly. It would be unwise to get involved in such an incident that obviously exuded a conspiracy atmosphere.

Maybe he could return to the port in Rapeseed along the same route and inquire about the villages where nightmare events occurred.

It is foreseeable that the crimson desert incident spread from Ah Si will soon spread throughout Algina, and by then such innocuous things as nightmares will soon be forgotten by the people.

At that time, even if he wanted to investigate, it would be difficult to obtain any effective information. It would be better to visit the villages he passed before.

After making up his mind, Rosinandi no longer hesitated, returned to his temporary hotel, packed his things, and prepared to leave the royal city.

Just when he stepped out of the hotel, at the corner of the street, a man in a green robe said to the bald man wearing a beak-shaped loudspeaker and a black feather coat: "Karas, follow me. Fuck him and see what this guy is going to do.”

"no problem."

"Be sure to be careful not to be discovered by him. This guy has the aura of 'His' on him."