Chapter 243: Roselle, please have some shame
January 1, 1350.
Hastur didn't get up from the bed until two o'clock in the afternoon.
"Meow!"
Azshara jumped up from the ground and landed on his quilt, making a very dissatisfied meow.
Last night, it had a small silver fish in front of its right paw, a tender fish fillet in front of its left paw, and a dry fried meatball in its mouth. It was so comfortable.
But its owner drank some wine in the middle of the night, and took advantage of the alcohol to drag it out of the snack hut.
It was originally lying in the owner's arms, eating small silver fish, but before long, the owner gently put it down, and then turned around to drink, not caring about it at all.
It was also a beautiful lady who fed it some snacks.
It was disturbed from sleeping, and it couldn't sleep because of the fireworks outside.
But its owner slept very sweetly and slept until the afternoon. Can this be tolerated?
It was ready to slap him a few little paws to make him remember.
"Azshara, which new clothes are you going to wear today?"
A voice like a demon whispering sounded, and Azshara's hair stood on end. She jumped off the quilt consciously and slipped away from the slightly opened window.
"You escaped so quickly."
Hasta got up from the bed, changed his clothes, went to the bathroom to wash and take a bath to wash away the smell of last night's alcohol.
On New Year's Eve last night, it was not until about six in the morning that Hasta asked Butler Neil to send a carriage to take Sharon back. As for Maric, he was already drunk and probably hadn't woken up yet.
When Hasta came out of the bathroom, Maric stretched his body and appeared. He did the same as Hasta last night, deliberately not suppressing alcohol, and only competing with Hasta based on his alcohol consumption.
"It seems that you lost."
"The barbarian's physique is really powerful, and even his alcohol consumption can be greatly increased."
Hasta smiled and asked Maric to go to the bathroom to wash first, and he went downstairs to eat something.
The considerate Butler Neil had already prepared suitable food and made two sweet soups to quench thirst and sober up.
After Maric came downstairs and had something to eat, Hastur invited him to go out and play, but he refused, saying that zombies were not suitable for shopping during the day and they had to go back to sleep.
Hastur could only take Azshara out for a stroll.
Queens, where the nobles lived, and in order to celebrate the New Year, most of the nobles were willing to spend money and invited many performance groups from other countries. Even the performance group from the southern continent brought several animal training projects to liven up the atmosphere.
The people of Backlund could visit these performance groups for free, without tickets. The only requirement was to dress neatly and not have any peculiar smell on their bodies.
Hastur also took out some money, about 500 gold pounds, and hired a song and dance troupe from the Republic of Intis.
If you want to experience a more authentic New Year atmosphere, you can only go to the Republic of Intis. They still have many song and dance dramas invented and created during the Roselle period.
When he was about to walk into the song and dance hall with Azshara in his arms, he saw Klein leading Benson and Melissa over here.
It can be seen that Klein's idea is the same as his. They all want to see what kind of cultural heritage this fellow countryman Rosel has left behind.
Hasta and Klein only had contact during the nursing home incident. When they met at this time, they just nodded slightly and found a seat to sit down.
"There are so many people. Is the New Year in Backlund so lively?" Melissa exclaimed at the huge crowd.
Benson observed for a while and said, "It is indeed more prosperous and lively than imagined. We will live in Backlund in the future."
Klein was looking for a suitable seat. Because he didn't need to buy a ticket, there was no seat number. He couldn't find a seat where three people could sit together.
There were basically only a few empty seats, and they were all in the corners.
At this time, the service staff of the dance hall came over with a smile on his face and said, "Three guests, you can come to the front row and sit down. This is the order of Baron Campbell."
Is it him?
Klein did not explicitly refuse. He really couldn't find a suitable seat.
"Today's song and dance performance was paid for by Baron Campbell."
Hearing this, Klein did not refuse and let the service staff lead the way.
The three of them successfully came to the first row and had an excellent viewing position.
At the front of the first row, there was a single seat.
At this moment, a young nobleman holding a small black cat was sitting on it.
The golden hair was dazzling, attracting many eyes from behind.
Klein felt that the real dazzling thing should be the gold pound ability of Baron Hasta Campbell.
To book such a song and dance troupe during the New Year, at least a few hundred gold pounds are needed, and a certain noble status is required.
Although the wealthy businessmen can afford the price, this is the Queens District, a special show for the nobles. The rich need to line up behind the powerful. This is an unchanging truth since ancient times.
It's luxurious.
Klein sighed and felt that he seemed to be a time traveler who was doing worse.
Roselle was born with the status of a noble, and later he established the Republic of Intis and stood at the pinnacle of power.
And he is still a member of the Night Watcher Team of the Church of the Goddess of the Night. With a salary of about one thousand gold pounds a year, he can only be regarded as a high-level worker.
Klein thought for a while and felt that the time travel had used up all his luck, which was why his fortune was so bad.
After waiting for about ten minutes, the song and dance performance finally started on the stage.
The first show was a musical.
When the classic music sounds, when the exciting plot unfolds, when a slightly terrifying atmosphere begins to envelope...
The corners of Hastur and Klein's mouths twitched slightly at the same time, secretly scolding Russell for being a shameless person who even plagiarized the musical "Phantom of the Opera".
When the second program, the ballet "Romeo and Juliet", appeared, Hastur and Klein were too lazy to complain about Russell, the great copycat.
At the same time, I was regretting in my heart, why did I have to come here to suffer this sin today?
The musical is good, the ballet is good, but with the addition of Russell, everything seems to change a bit.
Moreover, what they want to see is the singing and dancing with the characteristics of their hometown. Even if they come out to play drums, suona and erhu, they feel that the trip is worth it.
It wasn't until the end of three hours that Hastur was the first to get up and leave.
What made him feel a little unbearable the most was that after the song and dance troupe performed the show, they also asked Russell to praise them.
The audience below also began to praise Russell, a historical figure who combined art and literature.
Klein and Hastur have the same inner feelings. He is even more miserable because he is afraid that Melissa will be affected by these musicals.
Fortunately, his worries were unnecessary. For Melissa, studies and making money were the most important things at the moment.
Benson, who was half-understood, thought for a while and made a comment: "The head of a person like Emperor Russell can be as strong as ten thousand curly baboons, right?"
After leaving the song and dance hall, Klein wanted to thank Baron Hastur Campbell, but he was no longer in his sight.
Benson asked curiously: "Klein, does that noble have a good relationship with you?"
"I just had one contact. He has a relatively good relationship with a friend of mine."
"He looks young and has outstanding looks."
This was confirmation from Melissa, and Klein immediately canceled the idea of taking Benson and Melissa to meet each other.
Klein suggested: "Let's find a place to taste delicious food first."
In the winter, it gets completely dark after five o'clock in Backlund, and the sky is now pitch black.
Fortunately, this is Queens, and the bright street lights are very dense. Together with the lights from the surrounding shops and various performance groups, it is enough for people to see everything clearly.
Melissa hesitated: "Eating here must be very expensive. Let's go back to eat. It just so happens that there was still a lot of food left unfinished last night."
Benson thought for a moment and agreed: "Yes, I still believe in your cooking skills, Klein."
"You should also try Backlund's special food once in a while."
Klein didn't give Benson and Melissa a chance to refuse, and he planned to take Benson and Melissa to other places after dinner.
If we go back to the southern area of Daqiao, we will not be able to afford the carriage fee for today's trip.
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After Hasta walked around, he did not choose to eat out because every restaurant was full.
Moreover, he has basically eaten all the food in Queens, and now he doesn’t think it’s anything new.
After returning home, Hastur urged Azshara to change into New Year's clothes. Last night, he was busy drinking with Maric and forgot about it.
"Meow!"
Azshara waved her claws to show her displeasure.
"Ten little whitebaits!"
"Meow."
Azshara obediently followed the maid and left.
After enjoying dinner, Hastur teased Azshara, who was dressed as a little lion, for a while, and then let him enjoy the delicious little whitebait.
Seeing that Hastur was at ease, Butler Neil came over and took out an invitation, saying it was an invitation from the king.
Hastur opened the invitation and glanced at it. The king wanted to see him, and the date was set for January 5th.
Generally, after the king meets him, he will leave for South Wales three to five days later.
At this time, Hastur could still accept that his affairs in Backlund had been arranged years ago, and this time he did not choose to bring Butler Neil with him, but asked Butler Neil to stay in Backlund to handle the matter.
As for the new butler, wait until he arrives in South Wales before finding someone who is familiar with the local conditions.
This is also the solution adopted by most nobles when they leave Backlund for business.