Henrik was so efficient that he called Roger right after dinner in the morning and left an address.

"I've already contacted him for you, and I said hello in advance. You go directly to him and explain your purpose. He will help you build a new weapon according to your request."

"By the way, there is one more thing. The materials you asked me to collect for you have also arrived. It just so happens that you are going to Bordeaux this time. You can pick them up yourself."

"Those things can't be mailed by normal means."

"How much is it……"

"It can be seen that Henrik seems to be very short of money. The box of gold coins they got before has not been sold, and Roger still has a few missions in his hand."

"I'll help you pay in advance. What you have in hand is not enough. Not to mention anything else, the deposit for casting a steel sword exceeds 10,000."

"Well……"

"All right."

Roger can only thank him again and again. He and Henrik have established a deep friendship after several missions, and the friendship between them can be regarded as life-threatening friendship. Naturally, there is no need to push back and forth for this little money.

Don't look at Henrik who was greedy for money yesterday, but in fact, even if Roger was really willing to give his part of the money to Henrik, Henrik might not necessarily want it.

If it was accepted, he would certainly make up for Roger elsewhere.

Both of them knew each other well.

What happened to Amanda made it impossible for Andrine to continue working as if nothing had happened. She asked the police station for a few days off and planned to spend time with Amanda.

The mother and daughter made a plan, and took advantage of the time to take Little Jack and his aunt's family to visit relatives nearby.

Originally, Andrine planned to call Roger, but Roger made an excuse, saying that Professor Conders wanted to talk to him about music.

After packing up briefly, Roger drove to Bordeaux.

This is the first time he has come to this most prosperous seaside city nearby.

As the largest city in the entire state, the population of the entire urban area of ​​Bordeaux is about 450,000, and the total population of the small towns under its jurisdiction exceeds 1.5 million.

If it weren't for the hurricane that happened in the past 30 years, the current city of Bordeaux should be more prosperous.

Roger preliminarily determined that the place Anna asked him to look for should be in Bordeaux.

Because on the outskirts of the entire city, there is a river that surrounds the city. The entire river is meandering. From the map, it looks like a crescent moon.

So many years ago, this city was also called Crescent City.

According to Roger's speculation, Bordeaux should have been called Crescent City when Anna was alive.

The distance from Bay Town to Bordeaux City is not too far. Roger didn't drive fast, and it took about three hours to enter the city.

The whole city was divided into several areas. From the outside, it didn't have the metropolitan style in Roger's impression at all. Instead, it carried an inexplicable decay and old atmosphere.

This is a city where the old and the new alternate. Under the superficial prosperity, there are some special cultures left over from the colonial period hundreds of years ago.

According to the address given by Henrik, Roger parked the car in a nearby parking lot. The place he was going to was a pedestrian street, and there was no way for a car to reach the destination directly.

Royal Street.

Although the name sounds expensive, in fact, this street is one of the oldest streets in the entire city of Bordeaux.

He retains a lot of the colonial architectural style of the Faku period. The houses on the whole street are painted in colorful colors. Walking on the street, Roger can see many tourists wandering around.

There are wandering musicians who perform in the streets and alleys, as well as artists who paint for people. What gets into the ears is the unique melody of jazz.

For a moment, Roger even thought that everything he experienced was just a dream.

"Sir, would you like to draw a portrait?"

"It only takes 15 minutes for me to draw it for you. Believe me, it won't take too much time for you."

"Use the ordinary 15 minutes of your life to exchange a good memory in Bordeaux, why not do it?"

What stopped Roger was a girl wearing ripped jeans. She was a little taller than ordinary girls, with freckles on her face, and she seemed to be of Nordic descent.

"Draw me a picture."

Roger sat on a low stool nearby.

"I have a request. You have to draw four eyes and two mouths on my face. Of course, after drawing it, it must be exactly the same as me."

The girl was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Roger carefully, and then nodded.

"Customer is God, I will meet your requirements."

As she spoke, she picked up the brush and began to sketch quickly.

The girl didn't seem to need to compare Roger's appearance at all. She lowered her head and focused her attention on the drawing paper.

And Roger didn't move, just looked around, this street was full of freedom and loose atmosphere, and the girl in front of him was also very ordinary.

It's hard to think that she is from the Hunter's Guild.

In less than 10 minutes, the girl stopped writing. She didn't even show Roger her painting, but quickly rolled it up and handed it to Roger.

"You're going to love it."

"Walk to the end of the street, then turn right into the alley, you will see a red iron gate, hand this painting out, and someone will take you where you want to go."

"By the way, there are..." Said the girl twisted her fingers.

"My tip."

Roger paid the money and turned to leave.

This is what Henryk can tell him. Without an acquaintance to lead the way, he needs to obtain a certificate here first when he goes to the swordsmith's place for the first time.

The old man was a queer fellow, and he only served people who were pleasing to the eye, and Roger didn't know what kind of person was pleasing to the eye.

According to Henrik, although this painter does not have any strong combat power, she is very talented, plus a period of acquired training.

In her portraits, she can accurately show a certain quality in someone. And this quality is the stepping stone to the swordsmith.

Roger didn't know what he looked like in this girl's eyes. The picture scroll in his hand was tied with a string, and he didn't intend to break the rules.

Following the direction pointed by the girl, Roger came to the iron door, he knocked on the door, and a gap was opened. After thinking for a while, Roger stuffed the scroll in his hand along the gap.

This should be a special passage for newcomers, and old people like Henrik will have other ways to enter.

The opposite street was bustling, but there was no one in this alley. At this moment, another woman walked into the alley. Before Roger could look at her, the iron gate was opened, and a voice sounded.

"Sir, you have been invited. Plz follow me!"

Without any hesitation, Roger pushed the door open and entered.