Masha, Van Taut and Andrea sat down around a table in the hotel.

There are not many people on the first floor of the hotel now, and most of the adventurers and extrajudicialists who usually gather here are still making a living.

So Masha and his group could get two square tables in the corner to put them together and sit around.

Even the little Budian and Bailong who didn't understand English at all had a chair. Normally, there was no need to let them go to the table. After all, they couldn't participate in the conversation at all.

"So, why is Van Taut, the leading Grand Theater, here, and it seems that he has teamed up with you to kill so many people?" Andrea asked.

Masha: "Your new clothes look great..."

"Is that so? I just think Zhendan may like yellow and red - no, I'm asking you!"

Masha: "Actually, I like sky blue."

"Okay, I understand! Let's talk about what trouble you have caused!" In order to strengthen her tone, Andrea slapped the table hard, but because she put her chest muscles on the table now, the sound of slapping the table sounded dull.

Masha hurriedly told the story all the time.

Andrea: "So when I was busy buying things all over the street, did you go and get a local tyrant?"

"Calm down, listen to me." Masha said the few words he heard when he was ambushing.

Andrea couldn't even close his mouth: "You mean, if you don't mess with this, he would have come to me? Is this a bad thing? It makes no sense. I lived in Fort Worth before...oh!"

Masha: "What did you think of?"

Andrea looked at Masha and blinked: "I... ran away from marriage and fled here. The annoying guy colluded with my original lawyer, got engaged to me and forced me to marry his son. So Rhett took me here. Did I say it before?"

When talking about Reed Beth, Andrea's tone slightly sank, but he immediately took it over.

The fleeting loneliness on her face was seen in her eyes, and her eyes became much softer involuntarily.

"Anyway, when I came last time, I was brought in by Rhett. Then I stayed in the room and couldn't come out, so I only had the store manager who had sent food to the room and recognized me. The other regular customers in the store didn't respond when they saw me. On the last day, we took the train and I showed up on the train."

Masha: "I want to put you in my suitcase once too...I mean, we can try to get out like this in the future."

Andrea looked at Masha: "If you act accidentally, we both have the chance to be packed in boxes and leave the hotel."

She obviously meant to be packed in a wooden box.

Masha raised his hands and said the classic line: "My."

At this time, Mr. Fan said, "Don't worry so much. I've already released the wind, so the Jose family is likely to think that I'm making trouble. I'm a little unhappy with them because I've been advocating the good of electricity. I've also told a lot of jokes in the opera and laughed at the gas lamp."

Masha raised his eyebrows: "You have done such a thing."

"Yes, so the Jose family didn't like me very much, and they always suspected that I was having sex with Mr. Walter, who runs the power company."

Masha said "Oh": "No wonder you were going to stand up and do that Ronde Jose."

"No, if I stand up, Ronde Jose will run away in shame." Mr. Fan smiled at Masha, "So thank you, because it was you who proposed the duel, Ronde Jose underestimated the enemy, and then died simply. Now you understand? In the eyes of the Jose family, this is a conspiracy. I instigated the unknown Dende Gunner to challenge their baby son, successfully got rid of him, and ambushed the thugs of the Jose family who came to arrest people here..."

"This looks like a perfect trap for the Jose family," Masha said.

"That's right! And it just so happened that the Jose family had failed to try to blow up the Walter power plant before, so the Jose family would think that this was Walter's revenge. If they want to target you, they have to think more about things and make a lot of preparations. At least you are safe in the past few days."

Andrea slapped the table with both hands: "Okay! I probably understand what's going on! To summarize it simply, we were involved in the struggle between two big companies."

"Absolutely." Mr. Fan responded concisely.

Andrea sighed and was about to speak when a series of loud noises came from outside.

Van Tautt: "I bet a pound, bet that the Jose family's gas filling factory exploded. After all, the most elite among their thugs was shoveled by Walter himself, and the second elite was shoveled by us. Now is the time to be empty."

Masha recalled the people who were eradicated this time: "Is this a second-class elite?"

"Please, we used two spells to defeat them." Van Tautt spread his hands, "and counting the fireball technique you fired with your weapon, it is actually three spells. It is already a luxury to deal with a team without a mage. Even so, the gunman still escaped."

Masha: "So you don't know what his name is?"

"Because he never said his name, he appeared around someone in the Jose family from time to time. This is the first time he led the commando team, and he usually needs someone to guard it." Van Tautt paused and asked Masha, "Didn't you hear what the thugs call him?"

"They call him boss." Masha responded.

Mr. Fan was shocked: "Actually, I have investigated the origin of this person, but I only knew that he was one of the servants who came to this city with the Jose family, and he was considered the direct line among the direct line of the Jose family."

Masha: "He looks strong."

"Yes, the scroll is used as soon as it is said, and you can ride a horse, and you will always be free to act and wish you freely." Mr. Fan shook his head, "Forget it, let's not talk about him anymore. Let's talk about you. I was going to talk about the instruments to you at noon, but it was interrupted and I didn't even bring back the guitar. You come to the Grand Theater tomorrow. I will teach you a few simple chords before the rehearsal begins."

Andrea asked curiously: "Music instruments? Do he want to learn musical instruments?"

"Yes, I'm going to be a bard," Masha replied.

Andrea raised his eyebrows: "If you really think of this as a bard, you will be the first person I know who works part-time with two spell casting professions."

Mr. Fan smiled and said, "Maybe he will become a part-time maniac like Ilminster."

Andrea looked at Masha with a smile: "Then I really want to take a look. If Ilminster is, I can really kill Dejin easily."

"Wait a minute! Are you going to go to Dekin? Dekin Balas?" Mr. Fan confirmed with shock.

Masha nodded: "Yes, we are going to fuck him, what's wrong?"

"So you want to go west? Tsk tsk..." Mr. Fan smacked his lips and raised his hand to scratch his hair. "This is not good. Recently, many federal troops are heading west. There are rumors that Congress wants to approve money to purchase new warships from Ingles, the kind that can be driven onto land."

Andrea asked seriously: "What exactly happened to the west? The mage we met on the train would not let go."

"It's impossible to tell you, because all the insiders were forced to sign a ban contract. Of course, the men in Congress probably didn't sign it. You can write a letter to ask the men in Congress to see if they would say it."

Mr. Fan paused and looked at Masha seriously: "Anyway, it is very dangerous to go west now. If you want to go to the west coast, I suggest you go north to Azkh, and then cross the continent from Azkh to the west, and take a boat on their west coast."

Masha curled his lips: "Our goal..."

"Forget Dejin, or wait until the federal army clears the west side before going."

Masha understood that Mr. Fan did not know that the things in the west might be related to Dejin.

He thought Masha and Andrea were just ordinary rewards.

"Thank you for your advice, but we have something we have to do," Andrea said.

Mr. Fan looked back and forth at her and Masha’s expressions, then sighed: “I understand. Let’s do this. Come to the Grand Theater tomorrow, and I will give you a small meal, so as to make you a qualified bard within a month, and at least master the music of a bard and a magical technique.”

Just as Mr. Fan said this, the lower right corner of Masha's vision changed.

He was attracted by this change, and to others, he was stunned.

Andrea patted Masha on the shoulder: "Hey, I said I want to accept you as my apprentice! It's a bit of a sign!"

Van Tautt: "The bard does not have a strict master-apprentice relationship, because everyone's artistic pursuits are different. However, what I want to do is indeed no different from that of a master, a teacher or a tutor."

Masha: "Ah, oh, thank you."

His attention was still being attracted by the lower right corner of his field of view, so the response sounded quite a bit of a job.

He immediately realized that this was not good, so he adjusted his attitude without waiting for Andrea to complain and looked at Van Taut: "Sorry, I'm very grateful for doing this for me."

"Don't care, I admire you very much after what happened today." Van Taut waved his hand, "I would be very sorry if you died in an adventure. Although a little bit of bard skills can't help much,... in short, that's it."

At this time, the hotel owner's daughter approached Van Taot and whispered: "Well, a gentleman over there ordered a glass of wine."

Van Taut turned his head and looked in the direction the wheat-colored skinned girl pointed.

The man who ordered him to raise his glass: "Toast Mr. Van Tautt, the pillar of the Grand Theater!"

Van Taot smiled, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, and then stood up.

Masha: "What are you doing?"

"The bard should always respond to the enthusiasm of fans." Van Taut turned around and said this to Masha, then squeezed his eyes, "This is the first lesson."

After saying that, he turned around and opened his arms: "Hello everyone, I am Van Tautt. As a thank you for giving me a glass of such delicious wine, please allow me to sing a song for you!"

Cheers immediately rang in the hotel lobby where there were not many people.

Only then did Masha realize that Van Taot is indeed a big star.

He sang loudly, and even if Masha was an amateur, he could hear his singing style was extremely professional.

Speaking of which, Reid Bertel is also an actor, I don’t know if he can sing with Van Taut – what am I thinking.

Masha looked at the others at the deskmate and found that their attention was all on Van Tautt's performance, so Masha pretended to be listening and turned his attention to the lower right corner of his vision.

He was sure that he read it right, and in addition to the progress bar in the lower right corner, there was a label of "training bard".

What the hell?

I learned the first trick and the first serious spell yesterday. Why is there no label of a trainee mage?

Is this necessary to enter the industry seriously? Or should I find a tutor?

Not sure at all.

I didn't explain this golden finger at all. For example, this progress bar now knows nothing except that I know that some of the courage left by Rhett.

Masha frowned because he found that with the appearance of the label, the progress bar was different.

The progress bar has detailed description!

He silently read out the explanation of the progress bar: "This progress bar is a comprehensive reflection of all the trump cards you have, including your courage, your wit, and everything you master that can be called trump cards. In addition, its length will decrease marginally, and you will never guarantee 100% success in your adventure."

Masha was shocked.
To be continued...