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Sheriff William stood in front of Agamemnon with an unusual relaxed and friendly smile. He looked at Agamemnon and asked, "Are you also here for the memorial service?" Agamemnon lightly hummed and nodded in response.
William relaxed a bit and continued, "So, where do you plan to go after the event? Are you heading straight to Orlando, or do you have other plans?" His eyes revealed curiosity about Agamemnon's future whereabouts.
Agamemnon pondered for a moment, then replied slowly, "I might go to Orlando. I've always gone with the flow, but now that I have a goal, I might as well go there and give it a try." His voice was calm, but his eyes revealed determination.
William nodded, seemingly processing this information. He then awkwardly suggested, "Um... before you leave, would you like to attend Bolt's charity event? We can have some drinks, eat, and have a chat together." As he spoke, a hint of an unnatural smile appeared on his face, clearly trying to break the awkward atmosphere.
Agamemnon looked at William's somewhat clumsy appearance and couldn't help but smile slightly. He felt William's sincerity and friendliness, so he nodded in agreement, saying, "Well, I'm not in a hurry to leave anyway." His response visibly relieved William, and his expression became more natural.
The two of them chatted in the square like this. William's embarrassment gradually dissipated, and Agamemnon also felt a hint of warmth and belonging in this simple interaction. The invitation to the evening party was not just a simple gathering, but also a continuation of the friendship between two comrades.
Agamemnon and Sheriff William leisurely walked towards The Der Yi Tavern in the town. As they approached, the noise and cheerful music coming from the tavern gradually became clearer. The atmosphere in the tavern seemed unusually lively, in stark contrast to the mourning ceremony they had just attended.
William furrowed his brow slightly, sensing the discordance of the atmosphere. He shook his head gently and said, "The the Tesnan family has just suffered a major blow, yet the tavern is so cheerful, it's rather disconcerting." His words carried a hint of sympathy for the loss of loved ones and confusion at the ease of joy in life.
Agamemnon calmly listened to William's words, then responded lightly: "Life and death, joy and sorrow always intertwine in this world. We should have sympathy for the the Tesnan family's misfortune, but life must go on. Tonight's party may also find a new home for Kobold. Isn't that a good thing?" His tone revealed a deep understanding of life's uncertainties and hope for the future.
William listened in silence for a while, then nodded, evidently convinced by Agamemnon's words. He pushed open the door of the tavern, and the two entered the lively interior. Music, laughter, and conversation filled the air, creating an atmosphere of joy and relaxation. The sound of clinking glasses and people's footsteps on the floor filled the entire space with vitality.
Agamemnon's gaze swept through the tavern, taking note of every face and every interaction within the groups. His expression was composed, but his eyes subtly revealed an appreciation for this lively scene. Despite being accustomed to solitude and battle, the liveliness and joy of the crowd seemed to hold a certain attraction for him.
William and Agamemnon found a relatively quiet corner to sit in, their faces adorned with relaxed smiles, evidently having set aside their burdens and ready to enjoy the evening. In this lively setting, they seemed to have found a hint of inner peace.
In the lively corner of The Der Yi Tavern, a short, chubby, bald middle-aged man walked cheerfully towards the table where Sheriff William and Agamemnon were sitting, holding two foamy beers in his hands. A warm smile adorned his face as he greeted them happily, "Oh, Sheriff William, long time no see! Why haven't you been coming here often?"
Seeing the familiar face, Sheriff William also smiled warmly and replied, "Der Yi, you know I'm usually very busy, so I don't have much time to come by regularly." His words carried a sense of ease and familiarity.
Der Yi laughed heartily, placing two beers on the table, and teasingly responded, "Old rascal, what trivial matters are you always busy with!" With that, both of them burst into laughter, as if this kind of exchange was already a common occurrence.
Then, Der Yi turned his gaze to Agamemnon with curiosity and amazement, saying, "Wow, who is this handsome guy? He looks fully armed!" His words carried a hint of jest and admiration.
William smiled and introduced Agamemnon: "This is Agamemnon, who helped solve the threat of the monsters this time and rescued Kobold. He is a Half Blood." At the mention of Half Blood, Der Yi's expression suddenly became somewhat serious, as if his mood had momentarily darkened, and then he awkwardly said, "Oh, I see! Nice to meet you!" With that, he reached out to shake hands with Agamemnon.
Agamemnon smiled and shook hands with Der Yi, sensing the tense atmosphere coming from him. He knew that for many ordinary people, the identity of a Half Blood always carried some mystery and uncertainty, but he was used to such reactions. His smile revealed a sense of understanding and tolerance, while also maintaining a slight distance to avoid making the other person feel too pressured.
Der Yi shook hands and said he was going to say hello to others and get ready to leave. However, an unexpected incident suddenly occurred. Just as he was about to walk away, his pants made a crisp tearing sound, followed by a sizable hole appearing. This scene made Sheriff William unable to help bursting into laughter. He even laughed until tears streamed down his face, teasing, "I told you to lose some weight. Look, now even your pants can't hold you back!"
Although he had a look of annoyance on his face, he also understood that this was just a joke between friends. He pretended to be angry and lightly punched William's head, and the two of them playfully tussled, creating a very relaxed and joyful atmosphere.
This sudden little incident caught the attention of Agamemnon. When Der Yi's pants ripped open, Agamemnon keenly sensed a faint but distinct magical aura that abruptly pierced through the cheerful atmosphere and instantly entered his nostrils. His expression immediately turned serious, with a hint of vigilance and strangeness flashing in his eyes.
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