Dream Bar.
This was a hotspot located in the center of Mountland, bustling with attractive men and women, especially women, dancing wildly in the crowd in their body-hugging clothes.
“Master, according to our informant, Allie is in this bar,” said a man in a suit, speaking lowly beside Robin.
He was someone Dylan Harding had specifically sent to assist Nightowl.
“Alright, you can leave,” Robin waved his hand, and the man left.
Subsequently, a thoughtful look flashed across Robin’s eyes. It must be said that this Dylan Harding was indeed quite a character. He knew Mountland as if it were the back of his hand. He had already ordered Allie to hide, yet she was still found.
“Let’s go,” Robin softly said, and he and Nina Houry walked into the bar.
Inside the bar, it was bustling. There were several poles around which scantily clad women danced seductively, their lips painted red, constantly throwing flirtatious glances at the crowd below.
Among the many men and women, Robin spotted Allie at a glance.
She was wearing a hat, exposing only a pointed chin, mixing drinks at the bar. She was also scantily clad in a tight white tube top, accentuating her chest, and a pair of shorts, revealing her pale, tender thighs.
A bartender. This was Allie’s hidden identity. Quite different from before.
Yet she was still discovered.
“I’ll have a Blue Temptress,” Robin sat down and ordered.
Nina Houry obediently sat beside him, holding a rusty broken sword, behaving well.
Allie stiffened. She recognized this voice, Primus. She raised her head slightly and indeed, it was Primus. She’d only given him her contact info, not her address.
How had he found her?
“Dylan Harding sent me to kill you. You’ve been exposed,” Robin said flatly.
“I’m sorry, Primus,” Allie lowered her head.
But inside, she was greatly shocked. She had been exposed.
This Dylan Harding was no good.
“Come with me later,” Robin ordered.
“Yes,” Allie nodded.
There was no need for pretense now. By now, he and Dylan Harding had reached a silent understanding. Both sides were on the verge of exposing each other. Robin’s identity had been discovered, and he knew that Dylan Harding had found out.
The reason it hadn’t been exposed was because Dylan Harding couldn’t take on Robin.
Once the high-level practitioners of the Harding family arrived, and the South Land army arrived.
Then he would make his move.
Right now, he wouldn’t interfere with anything Robin did, nor did he have the courage to.
So he didn’t really have to capture Allie.
But since Allie had already been exposed, he might as well take her away.
“Hey, you two. Are you harassing our bar’s beautiful bartender? That’s not nice. You’re already with such a pretty girl,” two flashy men approached.
One with curly hair, thinking himself fashionable in his outfit.
The other wearing a jersey, sporting a large silver chain, bigger in size and muscular, with a fierce look.
“Little girl, see how your man is flirting with another woman. Does that make you comfortable? You don’t need such a scumbag. Come with me, I’ll show you a good time,” Curly Hair reached out, aiming to grab Nina Houry.
Such a soft girl would surely not evade his grasp.
Meanwhile, the muscular man with the silver chain quietly stepped forward, standing in front of Robin, blocking him, so Robin wouldn’t interfere with Curly Hair’s plans.
If Robin tried to intervene, he was ready to take him down.
“Little girl, let’s go.” Curly grinned with laughter.
At this moment, Nina Houry pouted. What was this person trying to do? Did he truly think she was so easily bullied? Instantly, she drew the Sword of Kings from her bosom, which elicited laughter from Curly.
“Little girl, are you trying to be funny? Holding a rusty sword, it’s full of rust and must be an antique, right? You want to use it to fight? You’re too naive,” Curly took a step forward.
This time, Nina Houry began to swing the Sword of Kings. However, her strength was ultimately not great, and with a thump, Curly caught it, then laughed, “This rusty sword, see, I can catch it bare-handed.” He was still laughing.
Suddenly, Curly’s voice became somewhat fearful, “This sword… is glowing.”
Although Nina Houry’s strength was not great, and it was a rusty sword, when she swung it down, it still hurt Curly’s hand, causing a small cut. But it was from this small cut, a drop of blood made the rusty Sword of Kings faintly humming and glowing.
It seemed like something was about to burst out.
At this moment, Robin kicked Curly, sending him flying, then caught the Sword of Kings and suppressed it with his energy.
The Sword of Kings was sealed. It would kill upon contact with blood.
This was a sacred weapon, but the accumulated killings over thousands of years had gradually given it a demonic nature. However, it was sealed again by Robin.
“What happened?”
The big silver chain was dumbfounded. Just now, Robin was right in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, he had kicked Curly flying. He quickly went to help Curly up.
“This thing, it’s a treasure.”
Curly got up from the ground, dusted off his butt, and looked at the rusty sword, “A glowing sword, it’s the first time I’ve seen it. Fatty, hurry, call people, this is a treasure.”
Treasure?
Allie, pouring drinks, had a strange look in her eyes.
Treasure.
This was not simply a treasure, this was the Sword of Kings, something that many forces in Mountland were striving for. Or rather, something that could influence whether Kisia still existed.
It couldn’t be described simply as a treasure.
“Okay.”
The big silver chain immediately made a phone call.
In no time, there were many more people outside the bar, all kinds of people, each holding a big iron stick, then proudly walked in.
“Curly, we’re here.”
The leader was a tattooed man who looked at Curly.
Curly, supported by Big Silver Chain, pointed at the Sword of Kings in Nina Houry’s hand, greed flashed in his eyes, “That rusty sword, a treasure, an absolute treasure. As long as we grab it, we can get rich. I’m not lying to you, it’s really a treasure. I just saw it glow.”
“Glowing?”
The tattooed man frowned, but he had known Curly for many years. He knew that Curly’s family ran an antique shop. Whether it glowed or not, since Curly said it was a good thing, it must be a good thing.