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That night, Roger successfully escaped from prison. Before leaving the cathedral, he took advantage of the night to go around the outside of the barracks and stole a piece of clothing that suited this era. Because there were patrols in the city at night, he found a hidden place and the cat didn't come out until dawn the next day.

After the sun rose, the city regained its vitality. Roger found the wallet from his clothes, hid his left hand, and specially bought a pair of black leather gloves.

This can also cover the abnormality of the left hand.

Roger asked someone to inquire, and without much effort, he found the Shell Hotel in the city's trade zone.

The hotel is quite large, with a typical Gothic architectural style, divided into two floors. He observed diagonally across the street for a while and walked in directly.

The front of the hotel is the layout of the restaurant and the tavern, which is probably in the morning and there are no guests yet.

Roger found a place to sit by the window, and a clerk in a white shirt came to greet him. He took out a coin, bounced over, and said, "Come on some food and drink, make it simple."

He hasn't eaten anything from yesterday to now.

The clerk was very skilled and bowed slightly, and soon brought bread, sausage and a bowl of soup.

Roger has seen all the places on the first floor. There is a woman behind the counter. Because of sitting, she can't see clearly, but she is sure she is a stranger.

Another thing is this very ordinary clerk.

There are no traces of long-legged Anna and others for the time being.

Roger was hungry and ate first to fill his stomach. It may be because he lacked modern additives and the bread tasted very ordinary.

A carriage ringing outside the window rang. Roger turned to see that a carriage was parked in front of the hotel, and a young woman in gorgeous clothes came down from it.

This woman has long hair and a dignified and beautiful appearance. The most eye-catching thing is her white skin.

Looking at Roger, his skin is a bit abnormal and lacks the blood color that healthy people should have.

Could it be that he had lost a lot of blood just now? This should be described as pale, right?

Roger complained, and suddenly found a man staring at a young woman upstairs in the hotel.

Opposite the hotel is an art shop. The man sat on the balcony on the second floor, as if he was a painter. After looking at the young woman for a while, he took a pen and drew on the drawing board in front of him.

There was a street across the two sides, and Roger could not see whether he was painting the young woman.

However, the painter was very sloppy. His clothes and long hair that drooped on his shoulders were covered with colorful paint. He could paint directly if he was dipped in water.

Roger vaguely remembers where he saw it. In this era, people in Europe seem to have the higher their status, the less they do not take a bath. They think that taking a bath is prone to illness, and their odor is covered by perfume.

Thinking of this, Roger couldn't help but wonder whether this very white-looking woman would take a shower with two pounds?

"Madam, please come inside."

Not far from the door, the window next to it was also open, and Roger heard the clerk welcome the young woman in.

Looking at the opposite side, the painter was still staring at the young woman.

When the young woman walked towards the hotel door, she suddenly turned her head and smiled at the painter.

Before the woman could enter the hotel, a man of three or five thick steps down from the second floor.

"Lisa, my dear." The man hurriedly greeted him, "Why did you come here early?"

The young woman ignored him and looked at Roger first, then shook her head, and said, "I'm a little anxious after waiting for so many days."

The clerk interrupted at this time, "Boss, madam, go to the second floor."

Roger slowly chewed the bread and watched the man and woman go up the second floor. It was not difficult to guess from the clerk's words that they were the owners of the Shell Hotel.

Long-legged Anna asked to gather at Shell Hotel, so she shouldn't choose a place at will? Since she has the key, it's not surprising that she has been in before, otherwise how could she know that there is Shell Hotel?

The couple may have problems!

Roger turned his head and looked out the window. The painter also looked at this side. The two of them looked at each other, and Roger's heart trembled suddenly.

It seems to be a tremor from the soul level.

Roger called the clerk to pay the bill, left the hotel, crossed the street, and walked into the art shop opposite.

The store is not large in size, with seven paintings hanging on the wall, and none of them are finished. The semi-finished portrait is a bit scary.

Two people also entered the store, looked at the semi-finished products, and shook their heads and left.

His eyes swept over the painting, and Roger's eyes stopped on two adjacent paintings, one with a portrait of a man and the other with a portrait of a woman.

The man's portrait was half completed, with a majestic middle-aged man holding a sickle in his hand!

The woman's portrait is even more complete, her face is a bit playful, and she is holding a white marten!

Roger frowned slightly, the sickle and the marten are so coincidental, but looking at the appearance of the two in the portrait, it is clearly not Cecilia and Baron Samuel.

Looking at the side, it was a sketch of one hand. The hand reached in from outside the portrait, and I didn’t know who the owner was.

On the left side of the sketch, there is also a portrait of a character. A woman is teasing a child with flowers. The flowers are not colored and there is no variety to see, but the child has finished drawing them all and peering at the outside of the painting with a squint eyes.

Then turned to the other side, there were two paintings, one of which was painted in a formal attire, who seemed to be a businessman.

Another portrait is a half-body portrait of a woman in a skirt. The woman has a cold face. When people see it, the first impression is that she is naturally cold.

Finally, Roger looked above the six paintings, where there was a picture frame, with four animals, lion, ape, a cow and snake, as the background, but the center of the painting was empty.

The footsteps sounded, and the painter with oily hair came down from the upper floor.

Roger twisted his fingers, because the source of light encountered the resonance of the same clan and the same origin appeared again.

Is this man the power of heroic souls?

The painter glanced at Roger, and his eyes stopped on the dagger at his waist, without any indication. He bent down to clean up the paper on the ground. Just as he bent down, Roger clearly saw a pendant in the shape of a human ear from his hanging collar.

The source of light once again made him feel strong desire.

Roger was about to say something, but he held back because there was a sound behind him.

He turned his head and looked at it. A woman in her twenties came in at the door. The woman looked cold and her expression seemed to say that no one should be approached.

But she saw Roger and immediately walked over.

"hello."

The sound is soft and glutinous, and it is as sweet as cotton candy. "Do you like the paintings here?"

A woman with a cold face with such a fragrant and sweet voice, Roger couldn't help but be curious and looked at her for a few more times.

The woman stepped forward two steps, came to him, pointed to the cold half-body portrait and said, "I am Ginevilla Banqi. This is the painting of me. The portrait is not as beautiful as me, right?"

Roger secretly raised his vigilance, but flattered: "You are more beautiful."

The painter man suddenly said, "It's not open today, you all leave!"

The woman looked cold, but hooked her finger: "Come on, come with me."

"Everyone hurry up!" The painter urged again, "It's going to close!"

Roger could only follow the woman out of the store. Isn’t this just playing fairy dance?

I'm a super handsome guy, but it's not like women to come to you.

By the way, this is the first time that a woman has taken the initiative to flirt with her.

Although she is handsome, she has no money or status, so she ignores her beautiful women at all.

"The opposite is a hotel, let's open a room." The woman named Ban Qi was very proactive, "The cost is mine."

This is OK? Roger scratched his head, too thirsty, right?

Look at this woman, her face is cold and her mouth is hot, but she just doesn't know her legs...

Roger's eyes moved down. The woman was wearing a long skirt and couldn't see how long her legs were.

Also, the scars on the left hand and the chest are very scary.

In an instant, the woman's attraction decreased by a hundred points.

Seeing that Roger was still, Ban Qi pointed to the pedestrians on the street, leaned closer, and asked, "Do you want to be here?"

"Roger!" A voice came from the other side of the street, "I found you!"
Chapter completed!