Endless Debt Chapter 1471 - 52: Movie Lines_2

Sometimes, when things remain unchanged, it can make people lower their guard.

"Looks like someone is here to meet us."

Bologue murmured, not hesitating, he directly led Palmer towards the two people.

Palmer looked at the two unfamiliar faces and asked in confusion, "More acquaintances?"

"Not yet, but they will be soon."

Listening to Bologue’s response, Palmer was momentarily questioning life, "Bologue, we’ve been here for less than forty-eight hours!"

In less than forty-eight hours, Bologue’s friends were everywhere in the Land of Secrets.

Shocked, Palmer couldn’t help but complain, "I thought you were the antisocial type."

"Depends on the situation. In everyday life, I do dislike unnecessary socializing, but if it’s for work, I do it quite well," Bologue was full of confidence, giving a glance towards Yolanda, "Want to bet? They’ll soon be our good friends."

Palmer looked at Bologue disdainfully. If Serey said these words, he might believe some of it, but Bologue? Absolutely not, even if Bologue was good at socializing, he was definitely not good at socializing with women.

"Hello."

Bologue greeted the two, after all, he was an outsider, no matter what he planned to do next, it was best to have some locals to help.

Yolanda smiled at Bologue, and Yannis beside her nodded slightly, having spent a lot of time with Palmer, Bologue had also developed some bad humor.

In this situation, Bologue said to Yolanda, "I’m being followed—oh, to be precise, hunted down."

Upon hearing the first part, Yolanda laughed uncontrollably.

"To shake off these guys, would you please cover for me?" Bologue seemed slightly embarrassed, "Just pretend to be my old friends, look like we’re having a great chat, and maybe invite me to your place to hide for a bit."

Palmer looked desperate, having recognized that Bologue was reciting movie lines. Using movie lines to strike up a conversation—he should never have trusted Bologue’s nonsense, but what unfolded before Palmer was a shocking scene.

"Sure."

Yolanda readily agreed with Bologue, she turned and winked at Yannis, who walked to the corner of a store and pulled open the back door.

"See, it worked," Bologue signaled with his eyes.

"No way!"

Palmer had completely forgotten that a group of High Tier Condensers were hunting him down. Just like in everyday banter, he said, "Is it really that simple?"

"Yes, it’s that simple. It’s something Serey taught me," Bologue pursed his lips, "Would you like to try it? It works well."

"No... no need, I have Vasilina."

In this case, Palmer surprisingly stood on the moral high ground.

"But... is it really that simple?" Palmer asked again.

"Perhaps, or maybe I just have an outstanding charm."

Bologue adjusted his tattered collar, the Duke of Origin’s Ether lightning had burnt his decent shirt full of holes. He hoped there were new clothes to change into inside the store.

Once inside, Yannis cautiously closed the back door and locked it. This door, this wall, this entire house, couldn’t stop High Tier Condensers, they would be utterly destroyed in a breath, but for the fragile Imperfect, this was one of the few ways to increase their sense of security.

In this temporarily safe environment, Bologue’s previously composed smile suddenly turned serious.

"We need a batch of supplies, preferably Mang Silver Soul, my Ether was significantly depleted during the escape."

With the Defender’s Ethereal Amount, this consumption wasn’t a significant impact on Bologue, but out of caution, he wanted to maintain peak condition at all times.

"I also need a detailed map of the Land of Secrets, and also of the Supreme Hub," Bologue precisely listed his demands, "If possible, I hope you can help me plot a route directly to the Supreme Hub, the more discreet, the better."

Yolanda was momentarily stunned, and after snapping back to reality, she said, "You’re more professional than I imagined."

Bologue replied, "It’s alright, I was just thinking about the next steps and organizing the inventory on the way."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Palmer still couldn’t catch up with the pace, but he realized that everything Bologue said earlier was a lie, he actually knew these people all along, it wasn’t any pickup artistry.

Bologue ignored Palmer’s words and continued asking, "I’m in a hurry, can you provide it as soon as possible?"

"Of course."

Yolanda turned and led the way.

This was a tailor shop, with fabrics, half-cut clothes, and ready-to-sell products hanging everywhere. Some were ordinary casual clothes, while others were extravagant and exquisite robes and capes, seemingly the ostentatious traditional attire of the Extraordinary Clan.

Bologue lightly stroked the fabric, seeing hints of the All Secrets Order Condensers’ attire in these luxurious clothes.

Indeed, noble Condensers wouldn’t become tailors, yet they needed someone to make clothes for them, these tasks naturally fell to the Imperfect.

Like tailoring, other jobs also required someone to fulfill them, but it would never be the Condensers.

Yannis walked at the front, this man always had a silent disposition, he pulled open a secret door, revealing a storage room.