Chapter 747: Transaction in Progress

Venus City Outer Ring, Spark Bar.

This is a bar with a ten-thousand-year history. It is said that in that distant era when the Demon King had not yet emerged and the City of Night was still shrouded in the shadow of the thirteen vampire clans, this bar already existed.

And now, thirty thousand years later, this shop is still standing strong. Although it has experienced ups and downs, repeatedly facing bankruptcy or having no successors, it has finally continued, and under the hands of the current thirty-second generation owner, it even has a trend of development and growth.

Nowadays, this is the most popular bar in the entire outer ring. In addition to the endless stream of outer city guests every day, there are often many inner city guests who come here by reputation. If you squat here every day, you can even see many popular new stars or long-established superstars of the City of Night disguised and coming here.

But this is also normal. After all, everyone knows that the hostess of Spark has eyes and ears all over the city and is one of the most famous talent scouts and middlemen in the City of Night. Many popular stars in the entertainment industry were picked up, trained, and cultivated by her back then, and only then did they have today.

People are always nostalgic. Many legendary big shots in the City of Night who walked out of this Spark Bar will occasionally "go home to see." Sometimes when they are in a good mood, they might even go on stage to perform, pulling popularity and heat for the bar.

Therefore, this Spark Bar is almost full every night. Some of the guests who come here are just here to play, some are here to try their luck to see if they can meet their idols, and some want to see if they can be favored by the hostess of Spark, and then fly into the sky from then on.

In short, it is mixed with fish and dragons, and there are all kinds of people.

However, what does this have to do with it?

Anyway, Spark's rule has always been to enter with a mask. All guests should be well disguised when they come here to play, and then abandon their true identities and invest in the upcoming all-night carnival as a brand-new free person.

Here, you don't have to care about other things, just indulge yourself as you wish.

"Tsk, another Phantom Thief Jack. Seresa, how many Phantom Thief ladies is this tonight? Although I know tonight is Phantom Thief Day, there are too many Phantom Thief ladies. Now if you throw a cup in the shop, you can hit a dozen Phantom Thief Jacks."

A young red-haired witch wearing a black and white butler suit looked at the new guests at the door with some boredom and complained to her companion.

"Dante, the boss has explained that the customer is God. They can dress however they want; that is people's freedom."

Seresa, who was wearing two thick braids and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, shrugged, looking indifferent to this.

However, she also glanced at the new customer at the door.

Just as Dante said, this guest was also dressed in the classic Phantom Thief Jack style: a black tailcoat, a black top hat, and a butterfly mask covering the upper half of her face.

This is also the most common outfit in the shop tonight.

No way, who told that Phantom Thief Jack just now to play with the guards in the city in front of everyone in the city, and then run away so stylishly and calmly?

This is too cool for demon witches, making it impossible to refuse, so naturally, many imitators appeared, and some people even began to suggest that today should be Phantom Thief Day from now on, and the Witch Opera House could also be renamed Phantom Thief Happy House.

Well, don't look at the big shots in the city who are busy and troubled because of that Phantom Thief lady now, but this has nothing to do with the ordinary people in the city. Who would really care if that Demon King's love letter was really stolen? Everyone just wants to see the excitement.

However, Seresa's gaze kept following the back of this new Phantom Thief guest until she disappeared into the crowd in the shop.

"Hey, Seresa, I always feel that this Phantom Thief lady is a bit special."

She frowned and whispered to the sister beside her.

"Special? What's so special? Could this be the real thing? Stop messing around. Compared to this, I think we should care more about how that old drunkard D is doing. Could she have died on some woman's belly?"

Dante didn't care about this, but was complaining about the boss who hadn't been seen all day today.

"Although this is your family's business, I still think it's not very appropriate for you, Dante, to complain about your mother like this. Be careful of being beaten if your sister hears it."

Seresa kindly reminded her.

However, the young butler witch couldn't listen to this.

"Hehe, can that guy V beat me? Would I be afraid of her? Uh..."

Before Dante finished speaking, she suddenly felt a chill behind her back, and then she saw a cold-faced blue-haired beauty standing behind her, and her face immediately showed a flattering smile.

"Yo, isn't this my dearest sister?"

It's just that before she finished speaking, she was knocked down by the blue-haired beauty cleanly.

"V, I'm telling you, don't go too far. Do you really think I don't dare to fight back?"

The red-haired witch who got up with a nosebleed glared at this biological sister, and the two sisters were about to start their daily fighting.

And Seresa on the side shrugged when she saw this. She was just a part-time worker in the shop and couldn't help the two young ladies of the boss's family.

However, just at this time, the shop door opened again, and a figure walked in.

That was a strange person wearing a yellow robe.

The part-time worker witch looked curiously at this new guest. Although she had seen all kinds of strange outfits since working at Spark for so long, the outfit of this yellow-robed guest still made her a bit shocked.

Wow, this is really cool.

And just when she was amazed in her heart, the guest had already walked to her side. As a high-inspiration witch, Seresa could feel the other party's gaze sweeping over her, and then inexplicably became a bit closer.

Although the hood of this guest's yellow robe was empty, with no face, let alone eyes.

There was only darkness under the shadow of the hood, darkness full of unknowns but mysterious, making people curious and also making people afraid.

"Miss, may I ask where booth 233 is? I have an appointment with someone."

A pleasant voice came from under the hood.

That was the best voice Seresa had ever heard so far. Well, even the voice of the famous Nine-Tailed Songstress who had just performed on stage tonight seemed to be slightly inferior to this guest.

The part-time worker witch was almost directly fascinated by this voice. Not only her, but the sisters who were about to fight on the side also stopped fighting and looked curiously towards this side.

"Booth 233, guest, please come with me, I'll take you there now."

Seeing Dante's eyes shining and looking eager to try, Seresa hurriedly walked out of the counter and said so.

Although she usually never bothered to lead the way for guests personally, she inexplicably wanted to walk a few more steps tonight.

"Then thank you."

The heavenly voice sounded again from under the yellow-robed hood, just like the first rain of spring, inexplicably very healing, making the part-time worker witch's mood improve.

In the past, when she was cleaning the shop, she only hated that the shop was too big and tired people to death. But today, she suddenly felt that the boss was a bit too stingy. Why not expand the scale of the shop? The state of the shop being full every day should have been expanded long ago.

Well, if it were bigger, she wouldn't have arrived at booth 233 after walking only these two steps.

Seresa thought regretfully in her heart.

However, when she brought this mysterious yellow-robed guest to the destination, she discovered that a familiar figure was already sitting at this booth.

It was the Phantom Thief lady who was a bit strange just now.

Ah, this... are these two guests acquaintances?

The part-time worker lady was a bit surprised, but felt it was as it should be. After all, such special guests are rare to see on weekdays.

However, having completed the leading task, she had no reason to stay any longer, so she had to say goodbye and leave with some reluctance.

And in place, the Lord in Yellow and the Phantom Thief lady looked at each other, and the atmosphere was slightly silent.

"Hi, good evening, are you the Witch lady?"

In the end, it was the Phantom Thief lady who spoke first. She looked at the guest's outfit with some surprise, and then waved her hand and asked like this.

"Well, are you the harmless magician?"

The yellow robe nodded, and then asked with a strange tone.

Well, Dorothy now had the urge to run away. No way, who told her to recognize the identity of this person in front of her at a glance.

This is not a guest cosplaying as a Phantom Thief at all; this is clearly Phantom Thief Jack herself.

Tsk, what a dark place under the lamp. Although this guy hid quite well, she couldn't deceive the unforgettable eyes of the Home Witch.

Damn it, although she had long expected that the internet friend meeting tonight might not go smoothly, after all, she now has some self-knowledge about her disaster-prone constitution, but it is still a bit too much to come up with this.

"Yes, am I not harmless enough?"

The Phantom Thief lady blinked innocently and asked back with a thick skin.

Dorothy: "..."

Tsk tsk tsk, you are harmless, and I am honest and friendly?

She couldn't help rolling her eyes. If the goods hadn't been obtained yet, she would have turned around and run away now.

After all, coming into contact with this Phantom Thief lady is too dangerous. Whether it is her person or the things she caused today, these are all troubles.

The Home Witch hates trouble.

"Then what about the goods?"

Dorothy didn't talk too much nonsense. She didn't even sit down and asked directly.

She felt it was better to finish the transaction early, and then everyone go home and find their own mother.

"Of course I brought the goods, they are here, take a look."

The Phantom Thief lady opposite didn't seem to have any intention of making trouble. She snapped her fingers, and an exquisite box appeared on the table in front of her. She pushed the box towards Dorothy, signaling that the other party could check the goods first.

This guy could be so straightforward, which really surprised the Home Witch. However, she still reached out and summoned, and an invisible tentacle rolled up the box and sent it to her hand.

Subsequently, she opened the box in front of her.

And as the box opened, even if it was just a small crack, a powerful and majestic mana aura surged from it.

With this movement, it should normally be a standard scene of heavenly treasures being born, and there should be frequent visions, making the whole city pay attention. But now, no matter how surging the mana from the box is, it is still held in Dorothy's hand, and not a single bit of aura can leak out, as if the palm of the Home Witch is an independent world.

This is a supernatural power, the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm.

Well, a new magic that the Home Witch thought of on the way.

It's not difficult, quite simple, it's just a little fusion of space magic and Bodhisattva state of mind, it's just a bit mana-burning, one second can squeeze a Home Witch dry.

However, what does squeezing the Home Witch dry have to do with my Home Outer God?

Now she has enough mana and can wave it as she pleases.

Really, if she had so much mana earlier, would she, a mage, have to fight with people every day? A mage should cast spells elegantly.

"Well, the goods are good, the quality is premium, and it is well preserved. I am quite satisfied."

Looking at the golden, gold-cast dragon heart jumping in the box, Dorothy nodded and said with satisfaction.

This ancient Brilliant Dragon Heart is really of excellent quality, as fresh as if it had just been picked.

"That's for sure. Seeing your commission, Witch lady, I specially went to the Dragon World and just got the goods, naturally fresh. That old thing scolded me once 13,242 years, 265 days, 13 hours, 45 minutes, and 8 seconds ago. She deserved this disaster, but she was already old and dying, and had already moved into the dragon tomb. She didn't have many years to live anyway, so I just helped her a little. She should thank me."

Opposite, the Phantom Thief lady was also very proud to hear this. She held her head high and chest out, looking like "I'm amazing, praise me."

Dorothy: "..."

Ah, this, really kill on the spot.

The Home Witch couldn't help but be speechless.

Tsk, what a sin. Is there no killing if there is no buying and selling?

She silently lit a candle for the unlucky ancient Brilliant Dragon in her heart, and then directly maxed out the danger level of this Phantom Thief lady in her heart.

Turtle, just because others scolded you, you want their life. This is harmless, ghost. I have never seen anyone more cruel than you.

And, compared to slaughtering dragons at every turn, Dorothy felt that being able to remember hatred accurately to the second seemed to be even more terrifying.

Mom, can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend, better finish the transaction and run away.

Dorothy felt that her little heart couldn't stand this stimulation, so she had to speak again.

"Then what is the price?"

Well, this guy refused to say the price before and insisted on meeting in person. Now that they are face to face, she should quote the price, right?

In short, hurry up. Even if she is slaughtered, she is slaughtered. As long as it is not too outrageous, the Home Witch feels that she can accept breaking money to eliminate disasters. Being able to leave this cruel plague god quickly is better than anything.

"What do you want? Library points or something else?"

She asked like this.

"What do I want? Of course, I want you, Witch of the Forest lady."

The Phantom Thief lady didn't dawdle this time. She sat on the soft booth sofa and looked at Dorothy with burning eyes.

Well, that is the look of a thief seeing a favorite treasure.

Or the look of a weasel seeing a chicken delivered to the door.

Phantom Thief is thinking...

That, are there any tickets, that is, monthly tickets...

(End of chapter)

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