Chapter 148: Joseph Buckel (1/2)

Chapter 148: Joseph Buckel

Annan found out the store clai ti the chatter with Salvatore back then, Annan wrote down all the places and characters that round stories

Otherwise, Annan would not be able to introduce these elements to the players

Annan didn’t realize that the story of this “baker” would be so crucial in the past

His original plan was to arrange for the idle players to go to Freezing Water Port to search for more clues After the players find out ation, Annan would release e the information with rare rewards and a the task as a secret mission

Annan was confident once the keywords “rare,” “hidden,” and “restricted” were o for it even if the rewards were e, let alone if he boasted the reward by a couple of ht that this baker was merely a monk ept the floor?!

(TN: It’s athat the baker appears ordinary like a random cleaner NPC)

“This is weird…”

Annan bared his teeth, a little depressed

He wore a soainst the cold Dece Water Port was fairly bright So even if the path wasn’t illuuish his path and direction

It was already 10:30 pht entertainment, and the fishermen had already fallen asleep

So hard to prepare the things for the business to

The fisher stunned, they saluted Annan with some trepidation

Annan responded to them one by one politely too

After half an hour, Annan finally arrived at the bakery not too far from the city lord’s residence

—Authentic Capital Bakery

A concise and powerful signboard name

They were authentic buns with meat in it… simple and unpretentious

But the bread here was delicious

Several players bought the bread here for Annan as breakfast and snacks The taste was indeed nificent

The bakery door would be closed at 11 p from within

“Is there anyone?”

Annan raised his voice and asked, knocking on the door, “hello!”

After a while, a confused and impatient voice came from inside, “We have sold out our buns Don’t you see what time it is already!”

“I’m Don Juan Geraint”

After the other party answered, Annan stated his identity clearly, “May I trouble you to open the door”

Annan did all that just in case

If Annan yelled out his name and knocked on the door, Buckel could pretend to be absent or already asleep to avoid him

Annan felt it was a wiser choice to wait for Buckel to answer before stating his identity

At least Buckel couldn’t use his petty tricks to avoid Annan

After about eight seconds, Annan heard the sound of the door lock unlocking

The wooden door opened

The “Buckel” that appeared in front of Annan looked quite sieon instance The only difference was that forty-five years ago, Brother Sledgehammer looked like he was in his thirties Forty-five years later, he looked like he was in his fifties and alray hair and many wrinkles appeared in the corners of his eyes, Buckle didn’t lose his steady deor without any hint of drowsiness even at 11 pnificant difference was that Buckel no longer bore the ferocious o Instead, he seemed a lot more quiet and peaceful

…It seeht now

Annan breathed a sigh of relief

But looking at Buckel’s face, Annan had a question in his mind immediately

How old is this person this year?

Buckel looked forward subconsciously After a brief pause, he lowered his head to look at Annan

His gaze shi+fted to the bronze bracelet on Annan’s wrist at the first round

“Is there anything wrong, feudal lord?”

His voice sounded respectful

“I o in first?”

Annan nodded,a tender and polite voice, “It’s a bit cold outside…”

Hearing this, Buckel hesitated slightly

Buckel responded quickly, “It’s a bit messy Please wait for me to clean up It will be done in just a ain

Annan raised his brows slightly,

—This is i, shouldn’t he bring guests to the living roouests suffer the cold wind outside…

Buckel is from the royal capital, not a countryman Would he not understand this etiquette?

Or is there anything he can’t show toevidence?

But such thoughts quickly ceased

It was because Buckel cleaned up too quickly

He closed the door for about five seconds, then opened the door back Annan didn’t hear any sound, nor did he see any flickering of lights inside It even felt a little quiet inside

“Please come in, feudal lord”