Chapter 128: Happy Cooperation
The flames of the bonfire in the center of the site burned extremely high and the dry and cracked firewood made a series of crisp noises in the flames. The unique smell of wood burning filled the night breeze, making the summer night that was already warm hotter. People were dancing and they sprinkled the grass with their exaggerated clinking movements of their glasses spilling the inferior liquid that had a sour taste. The men made loud noises, while the ladies picked up their skirt and twirl around, while the children screamed and bumped in between people.
Adrian originally thought that what was waiting for him would be a relatively quiet tavern, not a lively bonfire party.
Jesse opened his coat, loosened his tied blond hair, and pulled his arm very freely into the crowd. He rushed all the way to the edge of the campfire, picked up two glasses of fruit wine that smelled a bit pungent, and briskly threw down a few coins.
“Yours.” He put the dirty wooden wine glass into Adrian’s hand, his fingers were wet of wine. “You’re welcome—”
The former knight commander looked down and saw fine grass clippings floating in the muddy liquor. As if he hadn’t seen it, Jesse drank most of the glass happily, and then began to scour the crowd, trying to find himself a snack.
Adrian took a sip, stared firmly at the blond shining hair in the night. He didn’t know if Jesse deliberately chose this kind of occasion. The overly warm and relaxed air here made him a little confused, and he didn’t know where to start.
Adrian Cross had met many people. It stood to reason that it was difficult for people to wash away the influence of their origin. No matter how their circumstances had changed, there was always a trace of past in their bones. He was good as grabbing clues, using it as a foundation, and slowly figuring out the person in front of him.
Except for this one.
He couldn’t find where the other party had come from, and Jesse Dylan could prose any accent when he was happy. He was as slippery as a loach, always avoiding temptation against himself, and didn’t seem to truly get angry about anything. To be honest, Adrian could perceive Oliver’s and Ann’s vigilance against Jesse. Disregarding Ann, even Oliver’s, who always seem to be good-tempered, alertness against him was a bit too unnatural.