Even the blood on his body was not cleaned up, because he cared about the emperor and Anne, Arthur immediately went out.

This is the hostel.

But it's unusually quiet.

Don't forget, this is a backward ancient world, and people don't have a so-called nightlife.

Although he lived in the Red Fort most of the time, Arthur still knew very well what the night was like in King's Landing, and the movement of the night, no matter where it was, there were no special events happening, basically only the female branch and the female wave.

However.

This is a hotel, and there will always be more or less the waves of female branch girls!

It can't be so quiet!

And Robert is not a peaceful person, when he comes to a foreign country, will he not look for a woman?

Try to push open the door to the next room and find either Robert, Eddard, Barristan, Ryan, Varian, Anne, or Hainrich.

Searched the whole floor, and there was not a single guest in the many rooms.

I can't figure out what's going on, but something must be wrong!

Robert and Eddard are all in danger!

Go down to the first floor.

The exoticism of the place did not attract Arthur's attention, and the large hall with a tavern-like layout was only a short and stocky middle-aged man sitting on a chair.

And seeing Arthur, the short and fat middle-aged man was a little surprised, but quickly restrained his expression and continued to drink red wine alone as if nothing had happened.

Arthur went over to ask, however the pudgy middle-aged answered... Is it Valyrian or Dothraki?

What should I do if I don't understand it at all?

Frustrated, Arthur leaves the hotel, only to find blood and corpses on the long and silent street.

Worry about the crowd.

He hurriedly searched for traces and tried to find everyone.

But when you leave the long street, there is no more blood or traces of fighting.

Oops, Robert and Eddard aren't going to be caught, are they?

So aren't Annie, Hain, and Azhara dangerous?

For a moment, he was a little flustered.

The long street leads to two roads.

Hungry, he was a little dizzy, but he still managed to run in the direction of the docks.

If you don't understand the language and have no money, who will bird him?

So, in the end, Arthur got nothing but to return to the hotel where he woke up hungry.

At this time, the hotel was not deserted when he went out, and the hall on the first floor was as lively as a tavern, full of guests.

The stocky middle-aged man was still sitting and drinking alone.

No one can be found.

Worried about Arthur's obsessive-compulsive disorder, he calmed down, and couldn't think of a way, so he decided to solve the hungry stomach first.

No money to buy.

Arthur said a pretending sentence with a straight face: "Everyone dies!" and then snatched the eight slashers on the table, snatching the red wine and meals from the hands of the short and fat middle-aged man.

As he ate, he asked, "Do you know where my companion is?"

The High Valyrian phrase "All mortals die" was the only Valyrian that Arthur knew.

In Essos, many people had heard this, and the hall fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked at Arthur, who was sitting opposite the stocky middle-aged man.

Feel the eyes of everyone.

Arthur ate his meal and said calmly: "What are you looking at, haven't you seen a handsome guy?"

Feeling that the meal alone was not enough, he snatched the broth that had just been served to the person next to him: "Don't worry, I won't rob you of your food in vain, this knife can be sold, it was made by the blacksmith of King's Landing, and it cost me ten gold dragons, enough to pay me for this meal." ”

"I'm sure there will be people here who can understand Westeros. ”

After a moment of silence, a young man who looked like a sailor stood up and asked, "Are you a believer in the God of a Thousand Faces?"

"Oh, you know Westeros, it's wonderful, I'm Arthur, and I'd like to ask if this gentleman knows where my companion has gone. Arthur pointed to the stocky middle-aged man in front of him and said to the sailor.

The sailor sneered: "Why should I help you?"

Arthur said: "I can give you money, you know Westeros, you should have heard the name Arthur Blackeye, know soap, perfume, paper, printing and other things, right?"

At this time, the short and fat middle-aged man sitting in front of Arthur spoke, in an awkward-sounding Westeros language: "I can understand you without his help in translating."

As for your companions, sorry, I don't know. ”

Arthur shook his head: "I don't believe it, if you don't know, why did you show a surprised look when I came down?"

"Did the Lannisters buy you? How much did they spend? I can pay three times!"

The chunky middle-aged man smiled: "Pay three times? How do you pay? Who do you think you are?"

"I can make soap, make printing, and of course I can create more valuable things, and besides, Emperor Saint Loren is my father, although he is an illegitimate child, I also have royal blood!"

"So, you're unusual. There was a strange glint in the eyes of the stocky middle-aged man, and a greedy smile appeared on his face, which made Arthur feel that danger was approaching.

"Don't use your brains!" Arthur said in a deep voice, "Answer my question!"

The short and fat middle-aged man sneered when he heard this, did not speak, and silently picked up his wine glass and took a sip of red wine to enjoy the taste.

The staff of the inn had quietly retreated, and the fierce man came out, and the many guests in the hall looked at Arthur with unkind eyes.

He regretted saying such impulsive and extreme things without asking clearly, and he hadn't asked everyone for information, so I was afraid that he wouldn't have the opportunity to ask again after he started.

With the person who quietly walked behind him, he moved.

Arthur, who had been prepared, found that the short and fat middle-aged man in front of him showed a vague look, and immediately got up and stabbed him backhanded.

Screams and blood appeared, like a signal gun, causing the players in the hotel to do their hands!

Didn't eat enough.

But after all, there is something to cushion in the stomach, and after fighting to the death again and again, Arthur is no longer the weak chicken he used to be.

A lot of fighting experience plus the flexible use of skills.

To solve the first few people who were killed and threatened, Arthur was the first to miss the short and fat middle-aged man who was separated by a table.

The table was knocked over, the saucers and wine bottles fell to the ground, and the blood-stained blade pierced Humpty Dumpty's waist, letting out a cry of pain, and Arthur, who had driven back many enemies with his sword, shouted in a deep voice: "Stop, or I will kill him immediately!"

"Dare to kill Mr. Mohar, you will never be able to get out of Telosi!" asked Arthur earlier if he was a follower of the God of a Thousand Faces.

"Telosi, so I'm in Telosi, where did the emperor and the prime minister go? I'm unconscious, and they can't leave someone to take care of me. ”

"Tell me everything you know!" Arthur, who was worried about everyone, was really ruthless, his face was full of hideousness, and the knife on the neck of the stocky middle-aged Mohar began to be forced.

The injury on his back made Mohar's blood continue to drain, his limbs began to weaken, and he felt the sharp blade on his neck, as a big businessman, he didn't panic much, took a deep breath and said: "Kill me, you will find them." ”

"You really know where Your Majesty is. Hearing this, Arthur would not let him go!

Mohar: "Of course I do, as long as you let me go and hand over those money-making techniques, I guarantee you'll know their whereabouts." ”

"Hehe, do you think I'm stupid?"

Constantly dragging this Humpty Dumpty man down the aisle, and seeing a person who moved, Arthur immediately glared at him, and burst out with unprecedented ferocity: "What do you want to do?

"If you can't find them, I guess it's hard to live, if you don't want to die, tell their whereabouts immediately, otherwise I won't cut your neck, and the wound on your waist will also make you bleed too much and die!"

Retiring into the dark corner of the hallway, Arthur leaned against the wall and whispered to the abducted Mohar, his eyes constantly looking around, trying to find an opportunity to escape.

...... To be continued......