Records Of Barton's Fantastical Events Chapter 154 – Newcomer

Translator: Doggotranslation 

“James, can I ask you a question?” Zach looked at the person behind the desk. James seemed to calm down completely. He was not as agitated and angry as he was in the previous conversation. “If you find this person, what will you do?”

“I don't know.” James glanced at Zach, “But what I know is that he can't continue hunting like this.”

The corners of Zach's mouth curled up slightly, “Then you are here to ask us to find this person for you?”

James took a deep breath, “No, it's an exchange of information. I need to know the situation I may encounter, I have to prepare myself.”

Although James had a very bad impression of Crowlie, he had to admit that Crowlie's behavior was very restrained this week. It was a sign that she was seriously considering a permanent presence in Barton. Anthony had explained what it meant to open the gates of hell: if Crowlie died or returned to hell, another demon would come up. Unfortunately, as Crowlie said, the new demon may not be more rational than Crowlie.

Although the first interaction with Crowlie was not very ideal, her performance wasn't very bad after that. The trouble she made was only limited to the worst neighborhood in Barton, and the content of the church service was also very common.

Zach smiled and shook his head, “There is nothing to prepare. You can think of them as humans like Spell, probably, they may not even be humans.” Zach didn't want to limit his thinking anymore. Something was obviously happening outside of Barton, so it was not surprising that some strange things would appear in the easternmost city of the Federation.

“If you really met him.” Zach thought for a while, and looked at James with a meaningful look, “try to talk to him, if that failed, then look for support. Our Grande family and Crowlie are both good choices.”

James thought for a while. He didn't know exactly how much he knew about this new world, but he believed that he could understand most of it now. With his weak ability, whether he wanted it or not, there were nonhumans in this world. The vampire and new demons will always be in Barton, he could not make them disappear, nor was he stupid enough to want to be caught in between them. Then he had to choose one party for help. With James' experience, it was naturally the Grande family.

Seeing the realization on James' face, Zach smiled and waved his hand; there was nothing left to say, and he signaled that James could leave.

James stood up, said goodbye, and when he turned around, he suddenly looked at Zach, “I know what happened to Quest recently. You should stop him quickly. He has already done too many things that attracted too much attention.”

Zach raised his head and smiled, “Thanks for reminding.”

The guests of the Grande family left, and this messy 'family' containing various types and systems of nonhumans returned to quietness again, but without the werewolf and the banshee, it was always a little empty.

The boring vampire wandered inside the building; having nothing to do all of sudden, he could not even find a person to talk to. Looking for Louise? To confide a man's troubled thoughts to a woman, the vampire didn't think that he would sink that low.

Time changed slowly; when it finally reached dusk, Zack 'dated' Cook instead of Alice. He planned to tell Alice what this chubby caring guy has made today after she came back.

When Cook tried to taste a piece of beef on the small screen, the phone rang.

Zach handed over the control of the channel to Louise to prevent Old Hank from changing channels. He wanted to know what was special about the sauce that Cook had just spent more than 20 minutes preparing. Zach returned to the office and answered the phone.

“Grande.”

“Mr. Grande! Haha, I thought it would go directly to the answering machine.” The man in the receiver sounded like he was slightly drunk. The voice was loud and the background sound was also very noisy, full of people's voices.

Zach recognized this voice, although it was slightly different when the other party talked on the phone. Noor Rapayet, Zach had a good impression of this guy.

“Mr. Rapayet.” Zach replied with a smile, “Can I help you with anything?”

“Ha, nothing special.” The noise from the receiver changed from low and loud repeatedly. Obviously, Noor was not alone. He then signaled to others, “We have a small gathering of a few friends today, mainly having a few drinks together and having some chit-chat. I don't know if Mr. Grande is interested?”

“A gathering of friends?” Zach raised his eyebrows. “I'm happy to join you.”

“Great! Everyone is looking forward to meeting you! The address is Becky Street, BOOSBOOS Bar Do you know the place?”

“I don't know, tell me the address.” Zach curled his mouth and told a little lie.

The other party smiled and gave an address; then he also added, 'please prepare some one dor bills.'

Zach hung up the phone, went back to the bedroom, and told Louise that he was going out. Glancing at Cook who was already standing in front of a plate of steak, he reminded Louise to tell him the specific content later.

Old Hank was annoyed when he was called out by Zach, but Zach asked, “Hank, I was invited by [Noor Rapayet's Office] to attend their small party. Is there anything I need to pay attention to?”

The old man snorted, “A group of guys who like to watch women undress! Why accept their invitation!” Old Hank left Zach and turned to urge Louise to make dinner.

Zach smiled helplessly but still left the house.

The dusk slowly disappeared on Highway 27. When Zach entered the former Becky District, the sky was already completely dark. The neon lights on Becky Street were reflected on pedestrians as if everyone was Tulpa like Daniel.

Zach parked the truck on the corner of the street and walked towards the 'gentleman's bar' where Madison had worked briefly for a while.

The waiters, the bartenders, the small round tables, the erected steel pipes that he had seen once… Of course, he didn't come in at the right time last time. After all, it was not the 'real' business hours of BOOSBOOS Bar. This time, the round table was full of men of all kinds. They raised their hands with the folded one-dor bills between their fingers, shouting loudly. The waiters bustled around the guests while paying attention not to bump into neatly dressed women who had chosen their targets and were making their way to them.

Noor was on the second floor, looking at Zach and waving with a smile.

Zach smiled and walked over.

The waiter guarding the stairs accepted the instruction from the person above and let Zach in, “Zachry Grande.” As the only person who knew him, Noor introduced him to everyone like a very responsible host. Sitting on the semi-curved sofa, he smiled and called out the names of everyone.

Zach remembered their names. Since he had attended the gathering, there was no need to address him formally. He greeted them and said with a smile, “Just call me Zach.”

“Great, Zach, the timing of your arrival is just right!” No longer looking serious and reliable like how he talked to Zach yesterday, he draped his arm around Zach's shoulders and sat down on the sofa, smiling at eight people, “This is Zach's first time. We should let him choose.”

Everyone laughed and clapped their hands. There was also a slightly older man who laughed without malicious intent, “Please don't inherit the tradition of your previous generation, the new Grande! We can't stand it!”

Zach didn't mind such direct jokes, instead, he became much more relaxed. Under Noor's guidance, he looked at the women standing downstairs who were still holding small mirrors doing the finishing touches and selected a few randomly.

The waiter brought a tray of small liquor glasses; the blue liquid sloshed in the glasses as they were put on the glass table. Since it was on the second floor, there was a slight difference between the decoration on the first floor.

“'Bomb shot'.” Someone had already divided the glasses, “You must try it!”

Zach looked at the two small glasses that were pushed in front of him. The vampire was not averse to real alcohol. He smiled, picked one up, raised his head, and drunk it without any hesitation.

Zach looked at a few people and said with a smile, “Sure it is a bomb!”

“Wait until it exploded, then you will know.” Several people raised their heads and let out hearty laughers.

At the end of the round, the women who were selected by Zach also came upstairs. The exquisite high-heeled shoes stepped on the glass table. The clothes, which normally represented a serious look, bulged and tightened, forming an amazing arc on their gifted bodies.

A few women walked around the table as if showing, they looked down at the sitting men and winked at those who had already shown interest. The soles of their shoes were carefully stepped across the scattered glasses, and then with ambiguous and seductive eyes, they walked directly from the table to the long “stage”.

As they determined their positions after a brief exchange, each of them began to perform with a steel pipe lit by the light.

“Second round!” Everyone picked up another glass and raised their heads; the blue liquid finally disappeared in their mouths.

All the shows that BOOSBOOS Bar could provide had all appeared, and the party has really begun.

“Zach! You are really good! Did the 'bomb' not explode? Or are you the kind of guy that has slow reactions? !” Someone's eyes were already slightly red, and they looked at Zach with a smile.

Zach smiled implicitly, and Noor tapped his fingers on the table, laughing loudly, “You don't know, this Grande, his drink during the day is wine!”

This was obviously what Noor had seen and heard at the Grande House yesterday. Zach smiled and shook his head, “It's just red wine to pass the time, it's not strong.”

“Hey! Noor, did you hear it!? He drank it to pass time!” Someone looked at Noor, “You took his job! So he needed to drink win to pass time! You need to compensate him!”

Noor smiled and waved, shouting to the waiter, “Don't stop, keep going!” This was his compensation.

“That's not the case, I'm glad to get rid of someone.” Zach smiled. When talking to strangers, finding a common topic was important, and Quest was obviously this topic. Zach had already guessed the identity of the people at this party. This could be the union of their profession.

“Someone!” Someone snorted and looked at Zach, “Since we are all peers, let's speak openly. There is no need for us to protect his reputation. It's Quest.”

While the man said it, someone else handed cigarettes and matches to Zach. This was something that Zach used often, but with the current environment, he didn't really need it. However, he still took it over.

Noor smiled and said, “I got rid of him too! Haha!”

Zach raised his eyebrows, and picked up the blue alcohol that the waiter sent again, “Congratulations. Did he finally give up?”

Now that the other party has said that he could speak openly, then Zach could inquire about information openly. Although Zach didn't value getting into this circle, it seemed that it would be convenient for him in some way in the future in the future, and since there was nothing to lose, there was no need to refuse it.

“Give up?” Noor shook his head helplessly, “He has found a new guy to harass. I feel very sorry for the new guy.” Noor smiled and looked at Zach, “Hope he received the deposit first!”

Zach raised his eyebrows, and the emptied glass was put down. “New guy? I thought I was a newcomer. ”

Chapter end