I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

　　 One day has passed.

　　 This evening, the servants in the Baron’s Mansion were extremely busy, especially in the kitchen. They were preparing for today’s dinner from 3 o’clock in the afternoon.

　　 When Xifa came to the restaurant, he saw the servants walking around, putting food, fruit, and wine on the long table one by one.

　　 In the corner of the restaurant, there is also a musician playing the violin, playing soft and soothing music.

　　 The butler Sebastian and Kunna are pouring the wine personally, their movements are elegant and perfect, and they are pleasing to the eye.

　　 "Hey, is this going to entertain some distinguished guests tonight~"

　　 The voice was soft, the treasure of the Disraeli family, the blond girl Hribel walked in holding her sister Pasha's hand. She looked in a good mood, with a bright smile on her face.

　　 "There is no banquet in our house tonight. As for why it is so grand, you will know it later."

　　 Baron Bison was full of red face and strode in. Behind him was Anilu who was holding Jom.

　　 So all the members of the Disraeli’s family arrived, and each took their seats under the service of the servants.

　　 Byson raised his hand, the music in the back stopped, and the baron raised the glass that was already filled with white wine: "Tonight, I have one thing to announce."

　　 He looked at Sifa with a smile on his face, Heri Belle and the other two little guys, and finally fell on his wife.

　　 "Sifa, my eldest son, your elder brother. For the sake of family business, tomorrow morning, he will go to Tingen."

　　 Heri Belle, who had a smile on her face, had a wrong expression when she heard the news.

　　 She looked at Xifa abruptly: "Why didn't I hear you mention it before!"

　　 Xifa coughed dryly and said, "I made this decision yesterday, and then I have been busy preparing to pack, and forgot to tell you. But now it's the same for Dad's announcement, isn't it?"

　　Helibele stood up with an angry look, but she did not forget to pick up her skirt and said to her parents: "Sorry, Mom and Dad, I'm a little uncomfortable. I'll go back to the room first."

　　 Is she angry?

　　 Why is she so angry? Didn't you tell me in advance? Xifa instinctively wanted to stand up and wanted to keep his sister.

　　 can think about it again.

　　I will leave the family sooner or later, so it doesn't matter whether Hellebe is angry or not. So he sat motionless, his gaze fell on the wine glass in front of him.

　　 Ai Nilu on the other side of the table looked at him, winking, and Sifa could only pretend not to see it. In desperation, Ainilu had to stand up: "I'll go see Belle."

　　 Byson nodded and didn't say anything, but in this way, the atmosphere of the dinner became unpleasant.

　　 After having dinner, Xifa took a short rest, then changed into a ‘duke’, brought weapons such as ‘blood tribute’, and quietly left home.

　　 When he came to the Sea Monster Tavern on Qingyuan Road, he opened the door, mixed with the weird smell of alcohol, smoke, sweat and perfume, and rushed into Sifa’s nose.

　　 He pressed his hat down, came to the bar in a low-key manner, sat on the chair, and whispered, "Old rules."

　　The bartender Sangqi glanced at him, put aside his work, and made up the wine for him: "The news you inquired about has results."

"The full name of the best-selling author is Fors Wall, who lives in Backlund. He was once a doctor. After he changed his career and became a writer, he wrote novels such as "Storm Mountain". There is a small reputation in the industry."

　　 Speaking, Sanchi threw him a photo.

Xifa took it, and based on the reference in the photo, he estimated that Miss Fors was about 1.65 meters tall, with slightly curled hair and a playful smile in her eyes, pinched between her two fingers. Holding a cigarette, the temperament is lazy and even a little decadent.

"Give you."

　　 Sangqi put a glass of mixed wine in front of Xifa and stared at the photo: "Besides, this lady is still single."

　　 You don't need to remind me of this...

　　 Xifa glanced at him, put the photo away, and said, "What's the specific address?"

　　 Sangqi spread his hand: "I didn't inquire, but she is a celebrity. If you want to find her, you should find her in Backlund."

　　Sifa nodded, drank the wine and was about to leave.

　　 "The Duke."

　　 Sangqi stopped him: "Be careful, those two people who are looking for Bridge, have been inquiring about you last night."

　　"What's the matter with me?" Xifa was a little surprised, "Why?"

　　 Sanchi wiped the cup: "I wish I knew."

　　 Xifa didn't care, anyway, he was leaving tomorrow, but at this moment, he felt someone approaching, and immediately put his hand into the long coat and placed it on the handle of the'blood salute'.

　　 "Relax, sir, I'm not here for trouble." A strange accent sounded nearby.

　　 Xifa raised his head and looked at the man in front of him with a height of about 1.7 meters, wearing a bowler hat, wearing a formal suit, and a goatee smiling at him.

　　 The other party took off his hat, revealing a bare head, and then tapped on the table top of the bar with his hand: "Give this gentleman a glass of wine and ask for the best."

　　 Then he looked at Xifa again, and smiled and said, "I'll treat you."

　　Sangqi didn't move, just looked at Xifa.

　　 Xifa noticed that there was a tattoo on the back of this man's hand, but it was mostly hidden by the sleeve ~www.readwn.com~ and I couldn't get a full view.

　　 I only saw that the element with curved corners on the tattoo seemed to be some kind of animal or a demon.

　　 "Our people in Enqi Town are simple and hospitable. But we will not invite people to treat casually unless he is a friend. As for strangers, I am sorry."

　　 Xifa took off his hat and spread out his hands, and then he was about to leave.

　　 One hand stopped him.

Another tall man blocked the way. His skin was white, his pupils were dark blue, and his eyebrows were thick. He said in a voice with a northern accent: "You better drink this glass of wine, and then we can sit down and talk. "

"Oh?"

　　 Xifa looked at the bartender.

　　 Sangqi blew his whistle, suddenly took out an old-fashioned rifle from under the table, and bravely pointed the muzzle at a bald head sitting next to the bar.

　　 In the bar, the men who were teasing the dancers, those who were playing cards, and those who were drinking, now, they all stopped, and then came to the bar in droves.

　　 They surrounded the two outsiders, and they took out a handful of revolvers with different shapes and pointed them at the two.

　　 Sangqi turned his mouth toward the door: "You are not welcome here. Either you leave by yourself, or let us lie down and leave."

　　 The two men exchanged glances. The bald man put on his top hat again and smiled at Xifa: "We will always have a chance to meet. Next time, I will invite you to have a good drink."

　　 Xifa disapproved and said authentically: "I'll talk about it next time."

　　 The two outsiders looked at the surrounding gun forest, without expressing that, they left the tavern during the ‘farewell’ of more than a dozen pistols and rifles.

　　 Xifa took out a banknote, patted it on the bar, and said to Sanchi: "Please have a drink, gentlemen here, and ask for the best."