Orlondo Marta looked at the three plates and the soup: “It looks good, I wonder how it will taste”.
Dulcina Calvo’s eyes lit up: “Eat! I’ve put my heart and soul into these three dishes and a soup! If you don’t see the care and attention I’ve put into them, your taste buds won’t work.”
Orlondo Marta laughed softly, “Girl, your downward provocation tactics don’t work on me.”
What a strange and difficult old man!
Orlondo Marta took a bite of the scrambled eggs with tomato and Dulcina Calvo looked at her with an expectant face: “How is it, is it good?
“It’s not too bad, the tomatoes are almost fresh.”
Dulcina Calvo: “…. Then try this one”.
Dulcina Calvo looked nervously at the old man, “How rich was he?”.
Orlondo Marta shook her head, “It’s not as good as scrambled eggs with tomato.”
Dulcina Calvo stubbornly offered Orlondo Marta a bowl of soup: “You will have a sip of soup to calm you down, why not, I tasted it and it was delicious”.
Orlondo Marta takes a sip of her soup and frowns.
Dulcina Calvo was quick to ask with concern: “What’s wrong, isn’t the soup good?
“Just this soup … it’s fine.”
Dulcina Calvo breathed a sigh of relief, “Are you trying to scare me to death?”.
Orlondo Marta laughed, this girl was quite funny, no wonder her cold and wooden pupil, who was never open to feelings, had fallen in love with this girl.
Orlondo Marta asked significantly, “So scared? Do you want to know where Esteban is going so badly?”
“Of course I want to know!”
Dulcina Calvo puffed up her little face and said with some consternation: “It’s been almost a month since I’ve seen him…. What kind of crappy organization is this, that you guys take so long on every mission. You’re not going to do anything improper, are you?”.
Orlondo Marta rubbed her chin and said without skipping a beat, “Not only do I know where Esteban is, but I can send Esteban to you. Do you want to?”
Dulcina Calvo’s dull eyes immediately sparkled and she nodded her head vigorously: “Of course I want to! What else do you want to eat, old man, I’ll fix it for you right now!”.
Orlondo Marta smiled and stood up, “I’m full.”
“Huh? Is that enough to eat? But…”
“Pack your things tonight and I’ll send someone to take you to Esteban tomorrow. ”
Dulcina Calvo froze for a few seconds and almost shouted, “Don’t back out, old man! You can’t go back on your word.”
“At my age, I’m not like you girls who are afraid of being fat, so it doesn’t matter if I take it back.”
Dulcina Calvo’s face wrinkled: “No, no, no. Otherwise, it will be disrespectful.”
“Oh? You mean I’m old?”
Dulcina Calvo’s mouth was sweet as honey: “You’re young!”.
…
The Polar Kingdom.
Esteban Zaragosa and his group had not re-entered the subway river for two days due to the snowstorm two days earlier and the adjustments that needed to be made.
As night fell, Esteban Zaragosa decided to go back under the subway river to find out what was going on.
After diving underwater, Esteban Zaragosa searched for a long time for the mechanism and finally found it open in a hidden and narrow place.
As he reached out carefully to open it, a tomb door opened at the bottom of the river, and Esteban Zaragosa was stunned at what he saw. The door opened into a huge, bustling, suspended dungeon, but the entire dungeon was isolated from the water and, naturally, from people by a barrier.
Esteban Zaragosa did not act rashly at once; that floating dungeon, even if he broke through the barrier to enter it, would contain no less traps, and entering that floating dungeon would only be fraught with misfortune.
Here everything is unpredictable, and breaking the barrier can trigger unexpected traps and dangers.
Esteban Zaragosa swam up and out of the subway river and returned to the tent.
Back to his tent, he was followed, and by someone whose steps were clumsy, not at all like a trained professional mercenary, but Esteban Zaragosa wasn’t sure if this was a deliberate disguise to get him to drop his guard, or if there was an ulterior motive.
The subway river and the store, separated by a distance.
Instead of turning and drawing his weapon, Esteban Zaragosa took cover behind a snow bank with extreme speed.
At the moment, he is in the shadows and the enemy is on his line of surveillance.
Soon, the “enemy” came in sight –
But this clumsy, small-looking enemy wore a thick feather coat, a scarf and a hat, and only two eyes were visible, and because he was dressed so thickly, from a distance he looked like a comically fat penguin.
After losing his stalker, the chubby little penguin stood puzzled in the snow, looked left, looked right and turned around several times, apparently he didn’t see Esteban Zaragosa, so he took a few more steps forward …
Esteban Zaragosa’s brow furrowed, confused as to whether this guy was the enemy or just a drifter lost in the snow.
But what traveler would visit such a place?
Looking at the small, chubby penguin not far away, Esteban Zaragosa put away the pistol he held tightly in his hand.
This guy, who seemed a bit of a dummy, could lose his stalker and still need a gun to get rid of him?
But Esteban Zaragosa had no intention of showing himself now, he wanted to stay behind the snowdrift and observe the guy’s motives.
In the snow, the little fat goose, who had been looking for him for half a day, seemed a little anxious, and suddenly stretched out his little white hands, peeled back the scarf that informed his beak and nose, and shouted: “Esteban Zaragosa!