sjar Chapter 312: 2 Cups of "Minoan Mist"
Chapter 312: 2 Cups of "Minoan Mist"
Leaving the Maylander Foundation headquarters, Roy walked along the busy Washington Avenue. Various advertisements were played on the electronic screens hanging on the exterior walls of high-rise buildings.
"Have you ever tried Orange Storm? How about Screaming Cherry? Watermelon Bomb or Softberry Sweetheart?"
"Of course, you have probably tried it. Mama John's is a brand that carries Colombians' childhood memories..."
The young Carter's salesman, dressed in royal blue jeans and a white shirt, spoke with an energetic and enthusiastic Colombian accent as he promoted the "Candy Eating Contest" hosted by John's Ma.
The final winner will receive a gift package of "Seven-day Tour to Dos Sores", which is indeed a tempting prize.
"...Well, you can consider bringing some candy back as a gift. Amiya will probably like it." Roy paused for a moment and selected the appropriate flavor from the products displayed in the advertisement on the screen.
At the corner at the end of the street, Holhaiya followed Roy from a distance, using the cover of passers-by. As a top agent of the Melander Foundation, Holhaiya was good at single-player combat and familiar with various covert operations.
She knows no less than a hundred ways to reduce her presence. Tracking a young Sarkaz shouldn't be easy for her, right?
"Hmm?" Roy noticed the gaze and turned to look in the direction he was coming from.
"Holhaiya, why is she following me?" Under the observation of magical vision, the covert skills of the top agents of the Melander Foundation were of no use at all.
"Have you been noticed? Pretty sharp perception..." Seeing that his tracking was noticed by the target, Holhaiya smiled slightly, no longer concealing his figure, and walked towards the Sarkaz man in the crowd with elegant steps.
"What a coincidence! Are you interested in going for a drink? I think we'll have a lot of common topics..." Holhaiya had a confident smile on her face; she was beginning to become interested in this man.
"Okay." Roy nodded, and at Holhaiya's invitation, they walked into a narrow alley side by side.
"There aren't many pubs that have truly inherited the style of Columbia's pioneering era. I happen to know one, and I'm a regular there..."
"Are there any non-alcoholic drinks? I rarely drink and it affects my brain's judgment..."
"Yes, I can make a special cup for you." Holhaiya raised the corners of his mouth, with a hint of conspiracy succeeding.
She always carries with her a drug that does not contain alcohol but can put a person into an unguarded state of consciousness after drinking it.
"Ding Ding~~~" Holhaiya pushed the door and entered the tavern at the intersection of two alleys. The bell at the door made a clear and pleasant sound, reminding the boss that a guest had arrived.
"Hey, you brought friends with you this time. What would you like to order?" The boss wiped the wine glass with a rag and asked in a very familiar manner.
"We're not really friends, we just met by chance on the road. I mix the drinks myself..." Holhaiya walked to the bar, picked up the glass and juicer skillfully, and started the secret operation with the help of the white coat.
"Here, two cups of "Minoan Mist", freshly prepared..." Not long after, Holhaiya came over with two cups of green drinks. A faint mist emanated from the mouth of the cup, which looked particularly strange under the orange light.
"Ms. Quetzalcoatl, are you sure this thing is drinkable?"
"It's not polite to call someone by their race, Mr. Sarkaz." Holhaiya sat down and handed a cup of "Minoan Mist" to Roy.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Holhaiya, I doubt the drinkability of this cup."
"Haha... If Mr. Ethan is worried, I can drink first." Holhaiya raised his glass to Roy and took a sip.
Holhaiya had already taken the antidote in advance, and the effect of the potion was useless to her.
"Mr. Ethan, where did you hear about the Quetzalcoatl race?" Holhaiya crossed his legs, held up his chin with one hand and looked at Roy, his gentle tone full of charm.
"I learned this from a lady named Filin who tells riddles all day long. She has lived long enough to know many secrets hidden in the long river of history..."
Roy brought out the old cat Kal'tsit, facing the fat snake Holhayya who was also a Riddler.
"Oh, there are people like this, I really want to meet them..." Holhaiya said with interest, picking up his shaky lacquered flat shoes.
"What is Mr. Ethan's relationship to the Tin Man?"
“No comment”
"What is your purpose in exploring the Bone Wasteland?"
"Nothing to do with you."
"What is your true identity?"
“No comment”
......
Thinking that the potion was effective, Holhaiya used a hypnotic tone to guide Roy to answer her questions.
However, the only answers he got were "No comment" and "None of your business." Holhaiya soon realized that the man in front of him had not been fooled.
"No more questions, Ms. Holhaiya?" Roy drank the remaining "Minoan Mist" in the cup and smiled proudly.
It's really fun to play with this fat snake.
"Since I can't get the answer I want from you, there's no need to waste any more time." Holhaiya's face turned slightly cold, and the toes of his flat shoes dangling under the table stopped.
"I have a way to make you a real Quetzalcoatl... But I hope you can think it over before making a decision. Once you start, there is no turning back. You are no longer you, but Quetzalcoatl."
Roy put down his empty glass, stood up and left.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Just consider it as... my way of thanking you for this special cup of 'Minoan Mist' that you prepared." Roy waved his hand, and his figure flashed and disappeared in front of Holhaiya.
......
In Washington's Central Park, two figures behaved intimately, sitting side by side on a bench, like a couple in love.
"This is a ham sandwich I made myself. Come and try it. I want to hear your opinion." The elf girl Muirseth picked up the sandwich and fed it to Roy's mouth.
"Okay, I'll eat it, you can eat it too." Roy opened his mouth and took a bite, carefully savoring the taste dancing on his taste buds.
"It's delicious. You are worthy of being my Miu Miu."
"Of course! There's some cream on the corner of your mouth, let me clean it up for you."