The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 148: Joseph Bakker

Annan has long known about the store where the "baker from the royal capital" is said to be.

When he first talked with Salvatore, he specifically wrote down all the places and people who might have stories.

If it weren’t for the players arriving, he wouldn’t be able to introduce them to the players one by one...

It's just that Annan didn't realize that the plot of this "baker" would be so important before.

His original plan was to arrange for idle players to go to various places in Frozen Water Port to inquire about information. For these characters with secrets, Annan can wait until the players are almost done investigating, and then Annan will come over and send a mission to take away the information and give them some rare rewards and a lot of favorability.

Think of it as a hidden mission.

Annan can be sure that once the keywords of "rare", "hidden" and "limited" are involved, a large number of players will come to get rewards even if they are general. Not to mention the rewards are very rich...

...But who would have thought that this baker is actually a sweeper? !

"It's really weird..."

Annan gritted his teeth and looked a little depressed.

He was wearing a thin coat at the moment, running quickly on the deserted street in the cold wind of December. Fortunately, the moonlight in Frozen Water Harbor was still bright, so I could at least distinguish the road without any illumination.

It was already half past ten in the evening... Frozen Water Port didn't look like Roseburg either. There was no nightly entertainment and the fishermen had already gone to bed.

In other words, some shops that will open tomorrow morning are still working hard to prepare things for tomorrow morning.

They were a little surprised when they saw Annan running past.

After being stunned, he saluted Annan with some fear.

Annan was also very polite and returned the greetings to them one by one.

After half an hour, Annan finally ran to the bakery not too far from the city lord's palace.

——Authentic Wangdu Bakery.

A very concise and powerful signature name.

Just like the authentic ○○ Xiao Long Bao and the authentic XX Roujiamo... simple and unpretentious.

But the bread here is really delicious.

A few players also bought bread from here for Annan for breakfast and snacks. One thing to say, the taste is indeed good...

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the door of the bakery was closed. But some light can still be seen inside.

"——Is there anyone?"

Annan asked loudly and slammed the door: "Is there anyone there?"

After a while, a confused and impatient voice came from inside: "It has been sold out for a long time - what time is it!"

"I am Don Juan Geraint."

After the other party answered the call, Annan directly revealed his identity: "Please open the door."

This is just in case.

If Annan directly calls his name and knocks on the door, and Bakr doesn’t want to see him, he can pretend that he is not there or has fallen asleep...

Wait for him to respond first, and then reveal his identity.

At least it will stop Bucker from pretending to be dead.

After about seven or eight seconds, Annan heard the sound of the door lock turning.

The wooden door opens.

The "Baker" who appeared in front of Annan indeed looked very similar to Brother Sledgehammer in the copy. The only difference is that forty-five years ago, Brother Sledgehammer looked like he was in his thirties...but forty-five years later, he looked like he was in his fifties, almost sixty.

Although there are some white hairs on the head and many wrinkles appearing in the corners of the eyes. But his aura was still very calm, and he was quite energetic, not feeling sleepy even at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

The biggest difference is that he no longer has the ferocious killing intent and hostility that he had forty-five years ago. The whole atmosphere became quiet and peaceful.

...It seems that there will be no danger.

Annan breathed a sigh of relief.

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

How old is this big brother this year?

Baker looked forward subconsciously, then paused before looking down at Annan without leaving a trace.

His eyes immediately moved to the bronze ring on Annan's finger, and then quickly moved away to look at the ground.

"...What can I do, Lord?"

His voice was very respectful.

"There is indeed something going on. But, can I go in?"

Annan nodded and made a childish, polite and somewhat weak voice: "It's a little cold outside..."

Hearing this, Bucker hesitated slightly.

He responded quickly: "It's a bit messy, please wait for me to clean it up...it will be fine soon."

As he spoke, he closed the door again.

Annan raised his eyebrows slightly,

——This is not polite behavior.

Generally speaking, guests should be sent to the living room first, right? At least it's impossible to let guests stay outside in the cold wind...

Baker is from the royal capital, not a country boy. Would he not understand these etiquettes?

Or is there something about him that Annan cannot see?

Are you destroying evidence?

But such thoughts soon ended.

Because Bakker cleaned up too quickly...

He closed the door for about four or five seconds and then opened it again. And Annan didn't hear any sound from him, and didn't see any sound and light effects inside. It even feels a little quieter inside.

"Please come in, Lord Lord..."

Baker respectfully welcomed Annan in.

He took Annan through the bakery and walked to the yard behind. Then he walked through the yard to the house at the back.

After leading Annan to sit down in the living room, he made Annan a new pot of black tea.

Annan looked at the tea box curiously.

Although everyone in the Kingdom of Noah has the habit of drinking tea, if Annan remembers correctly... the tea that Bakr drank was better than the tea brought by Salvatore.

Is the bread-making business so profitable?

After Bakr poured hot tea for Annan, Annan said gently: "I just heard some opinions. I will say it first, and please don't pay too much attention to the content of the subsequent conversation...

"This...um..."

"Joseph Buckle."

Before Annan could ask, Bakr directly said his full name: "You can just call me Joseph, sir."

"Very well, Joseph."

Annan followed the good deeds.

He asked softly: "I want to know, how many years ago did you come to Frozen Water Port?"

"About... more than forty years ago."

Joseph replied.

"What exactly?"

Annan asked: "Yes...

"——Forty-five years ago?"

Hearing this, Mr. Joseph Bakker fell silent.

He paused and suddenly sighed.

He leaned back weakly.

"Do you want to ask me...do I know Amos?"

Joseph's mouth twitched slightly and he smiled bitterly: "If that's the question, then I do know him."

As he spoke, he looked at Annan's ring again.

Seeing that Annan did not reply immediately, he asked: "I guess you just came out of a nightmare? Did you... enter the nightmare yourself?"

"I entered the nightmare under the protection of Padre Louis."

Annan nodded and said softly.

He chose a less high-profile statement.

"That's it."

Seeing this, Joseph relaxed slightly and chuckled: "Did I... scare you in the nightmare?"

"It's okay."

"I also entered that nightmare back then. I was scared to death by myself at the time...but I used a trick and convinced myself directly."

He took a sip of tea and said so.

Annan noticed a word keenly.

"You said...back then?"

Annan asked.

He also noticed that Joseph was not wearing any bearings.

Bronze or silver...nothing.

He was wearing a thin shirt at home, and the silver bracelet he had seen in the nightmare had disappeared.

Joseph had no taboo on this topic.

He nodded: "I gave up. I no longer want to be a transcendent."

...You put it lightly.

Annan's eyelids twitched.

Extraordinary people - can you still say that you won’t do it if you don’t do it?

Isn’t it true that once you enter this industry, you can’t look back?

"If you are planning to recruit me... I can only say that if I can help you, I will definitely help."

Joseph smiled bitterly and said: "But I am a useless person now. The remaining spell-casting ability cannot be moved, and what I can do is estimated to be limited..."

As he spoke, he pointed to the kitchen and ordered:

"[Continue working]."

In the kitchen not far away, the dough suddenly came to life and began to knead itself. As for the fermented dough, they lined up and got into the oven one by one - the bread that had been baked before that had to jump out first.

First out, last in, just like taking the subway.

"Simple 'temporary activation'. My carrying object can no longer be used, and the remaining spell casting ability is just enough to prevent me from starving to death...I can't even reach the Silver level."

Joseph spread his hands: "I didn't know your purpose just now, so I turned around and entered the house just to stop them... to prevent them from scaring you at night."

"What happened forty-five years ago?"

Although Joseph's spell has many advantages, Annan ignored this and prioritized asking more important questions: "What is the real ending?"

Joseph paused.

He opened his singlet and turned his back to Annan.

His back was covered with scars as dense as a spider web.

But that's not Scar.

It's more like the spider web marks left behind after a bullet hits the bulletproof glass. Those cobwebs are all his bulging veins, leaving dark blue bulges on his back that are still pulsing slightly with his heartbeat.

And in the center of the spider web scar...

That location ~IndoMTL.com~ is roughly his heart.

"I have actually been killed by Amos once. He launched a sneak attack from the future, and he had a powerful spell in his hand that I could not avoid or defend against. I was attacked by the secret spell of 'that sect' The 'dirty blood bomb' hit the heart, and was cursed with a powerful force, while also falling into a state of near-death——"

Joseph put down his clothes, turned back to Annan and replied slowly and seriously:

"But after that, he didn't kill me. The reason is...if I die, the curse in my bearer will be revealed.

"——Yes, he stole my curse bearer."

Chapter 2, updated!

(End of this chapter)

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