Matthew is right, it's not the best hotel, but it's the safest and most comfortable.

The owner led Charles to the outside of a house, and when he opened the door, it was cleaner and cleaner than any inn we'd seen along the way, and he looked back at Charles as if to ask if he was happy with it. Charles nodded and walked in silently.

In fact, it's really funny when you think about it, but they can talk about it, but they seem to be acting in a pantomime.

In a few moments, a bathtub filled with hot water and a hearty lunch were delivered to Charles's room. Charles casually threw the fellow a Septin as a reward, and he took it, as it seemed that such tips were commonplace for them here.

After washing, Charles sat down at the table and ate his lunch, which was next to a wooden window, and he looked out boredly, only to see a golden hue under the sunshade, changing the atmosphere around him, and the warm breeze on the people's faces, everything was bright and magnificent. Between the inn and the bustling market there was a small gravel road with a slight depression in the middle, about twenty paces wide, and a parallel sand-paved path in front of it, lined with plane trees and verdant grape trellises, which, though it was only early spring, was already full of life. At the end of the path is a pawnshop, and it is very busy with people.

Charles finally had enough to eat, and made up his mind that he would take the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity to explore the city, which was full of novelties for him. But then he remembered his encroached hometown, and his oath to Viscount Hou'an. His face flushed with shame, and he looked around for a moment, only to realize that no one in his room would know what he was thinking.

Charles pushed the tray off the table, stood up and walked out of the room.

There were already a lot of people in the hall gathered to drink and chat, even though it was early afternoon and not evening, and the whole hall was already lively. Charles grabbed the guy who was so busy that he was about to fly, and gave him two Septins, but before Charles could speak, he opened his mouth first: "Master, if you want girls, you have to wait a little longer, they are still washing." ”

Hearing this, Charles couldn't help but blush, but after all, Charles had something to ask him, so he couldn't reprimand him, so he frowned and said, "I don't want to ask you this, I don't need that, what I want to know is where the clerk usually lives, I have a friend who asked me to bring a letter to a clerk, and I must find him as soon as possible." ”

The fellow also knew at this moment that he had made a mistake that had upset Charles, and he hurriedly said with a smile, "Look at my mouth! You don't look like that kind of vulgar person, if you want to ask for news in this city, looking for me is the right person! I just don't know who the clerk you're looking for is, but I can tell you the name when I know it! ”

Charles suddenly wanted to laugh, he had stupidly forgotten the name of Viscount Hou'an's brother-in-law, he took out the letter, looked at the name on the letter and said, "Larov, Viscount Larov." ”

The fellow's face immediately stiffened when he heard the name, as if a basin of water had been splashed on the wasteland of the far north, and he looked around, grabbed Charles's sleeve and whispered, "You can't say anything about Viscount Ralov now, you'll be out of luck!" ”

Seeing Charles' puzzled face, he took another step closer to Charles, but did not speak, just looked directly at Charles.

Charles had no choice but to stuff him with three more pieces of Septine, and then he was willing to open his mouth: "You can be regarded as asking the right person, this poor Larov and Earl Wood won the horse race, this is not a big deal, but Earl Wood is not good-looking." But he should never have gotten drunk at the banquet after the game, insulting the other nobles, and doing something to the countess. Now the king heard the news and ordered him to be arrested, and heard that he would be punished severely. But I don't think it's going to kill his head, but it's hard for him to live a good life. Now that the entire imperial capital has not stood up for him, you must not go out and shout that you know him, otherwise Earl Wood will be unhappy. ”

Charles didn't understand what was going on when he heard this, this Viscount Rarov relied on himself as the clerk of the empire and directly served the king, so he didn't take Count Wood seriously, and dared to win over Earl Wood in a horse race, which embarrassed Earl Wood, who had always had a good face. Then the old fox Earl Wood, out of revenge, directed and acted in such a play, and His Majesty naturally would not oppose an imperial count for a small clerk, so he turned a blind eye to the current situation.

Charles didn't care who was right and who was wrong in this matter, a stupid clerk who couldn't recognize his identity and a retribution, a small-bellied Imperial Count, he was not interested in either side, and the only anxiety Charles was now was how he could meet the king and get help without the line of Larov.

Charles frowned and slowly paced back to his room. Closing the door, he took out the wallet that Viscount Hou An had given me when he was leaving, and the wallet that had been bulging was now visibly deflated. Charles opened his wallet and counted carefully, and he only had twelve dinars and five septins left.

Charles had also taken some money with him when he escaped from his home, but it had been spent on the journey, and he could only hope for help before he spent it.

Charles tugged at the coins on the table, he didn't know how long they would keep him in the capital. He slammed the table down and made up his mind.

Since the normal channels are not working, then he can only pay bribes, although this amount of money is not much, but it should be enough to feed the vampires below.

Now that he has made up his mind, he does not hesitate. The money was certainly not enough for Charles to meet His Majesty, but as long as they could pass Charles' request, he thought the King would not ignore his subjects.

Charles inquired all the way to the Imperial Secretariat, which had been founded by the Empire's Founding Emperor, Harris I, and he hoped that the Secretariat, which would be synonymous with all fairness and justice, where commoners could pass on their ideas or complain about their injustices, though not always so successfully.

Although it may have had many problems of one kind or another, when Charles reached its palatial gates, he was shocked by the endless flow of people. The crowd ranged from rag-clad beggars and homeless homeless men to fashionably dressed young ladies and wealthy businessmen with big poties. There are old people, there are children, there are young adults, there are disabled veterans.

Charles looked at the sheer size of the crowd and didn't know when he would have to wait until he got in line. So he raised his chest as best he could, walked up to the doorman arrogantly, and casually threw a dinar to him: "I am an imperial nobleman, I have something important to deal with, let me in quickly." ”

So, he easily entered the interior of the secretariat.