Inside, there is no noise of ordinary hotels. Most of the people who come here are scholars, mages, warlocks, priests, and a small number of nobles and big businessmen who come for sightseeing. These people are very attentive to etiquette, and their voices are very small, which basically affects the people around them.

Even the stunning beauty of Xia and Loris, which didn't cause much of a stir, most of the people here just looked at it once or twice, and then turned their heads to do their own thing. Of course, it's not that Xia and Loris don't fit the aesthetics of these people, on the contrary, many people showed amazing eyes, but most of the people here are very cultivated, and no one will stare at the two ladies rudely.

Even if they are interested, they will only ask the waiter to send them a glass of wine and a bookmark, most of which are left with some gorgeous poems to praise their beauty. This is a unique way of accosting the Feren literati, if the girl who receives the poem is interested, she will naturally return a bookmark, and if she is not interested, she will ignore it.

Readers are different, pickled girls are so literate.

The two ladies obviously like this, Loris, who is from the Cloud Giants, and the Cloud Giants themselves are very fond of literature, poetry, and the Silver Moon, and Loris, of course, is no exception, so don't look at Loris's fierce battles, but she is still a literary girl.

As for Sianna, not to mention, although she was just an exiled princess before, this princess identity is still genuine, so she is also well-educated, and she is not allowed to contact some practical knowledge, such as governing the country, economy, spells, etc., and can only learn literature, which is unlikely to make much waves, so her petty bourgeois sentiment is also very strong.

The two women were intrigued by the influx of beautiful bookmarks, and for a time they even put aside their suspicions and discussed the poems on the bookmarks.

Only Solam has no feeling about this, and now the popular poems of Feron are still sonnets, no, it should be skilled, the continent of Feron is actually not very prosperous in terms of literature, such as sonnets, which have been popular for hundreds of years, and there is still no breakthrough.

Of course, Soram is just listening to people's nonsense, and he doesn't know what a sonnet is, anyway, this thing seems to him to be both hypocritical and boring, full of metaphors and code words, and rhymes, and it is very difficult to read, anyway, Soram thinks this thing is very anti-human, can't you talk well? It has to be so complicated that people can't understand it at all to be called learned?

So Soram could only drink while observing the people around him.

At first, Soram actually liked the atmosphere here, after all, it was quiet, everyone was polite, even if he made eye contact with Solam, he would smile and nod his head as a greeting, anyway, the atmosphere was very peaceful.

But after a long time, Soram felt bored.

Because it's not like a hotel at all, it's like a café! In Faerun, inns are generally in the business of taverns, and the lobby of the inn is the place to drink. Elsewhere, the halls are always full of people, drinking and chatting, in short, as enthusiastic as they are, and from time to time there will be dancers or simply waitresses performing some dance surfaces that are not suitable for children. At the very least, at the very least, there will also be bards singing some tribal tunes.

But here, everyone was quiet, and they could only drink three glasses, and even Solam didn't see how many people were drinking, most of them were holding a cup of coffee and pretending to be forced.

This is not the hotel that Soram remembers at all, boring to death.

At this time, Soram realized what Kogan meant by hell, but fortunately, Soram only planned to stay here for a few days before he flashed, otherwise he would definitely be depressed.

Just as Solam's bored Mi was looking around, a man in a coarse brown hooded monk's uniform walked into the hotel. When the people in the hotel saw this monk, they all nodded and said hello, it seems that this monk's status here is still quite high.

But Solam didn't pay much attention, Soram knew that in Candlefort, these monks were the ones with the best status. They were the monastery of knowledge, a kind of monk who practiced by learning, and they did not say that each of them was a scholar, but every one of them must have been a polymath.

These monks left their mundane status, power, enjoyment, wealth to come to the monastery of knowledge, gave everything they had to the monastery, and then plunged headlong into the ocean of knowledge, never to come ashore. They are the most devout people for knowledge, but their views are not accepted by everyone, at least many of their views are still opposed by many people in the world.

The monks of the Monastery of Knowledge always hold the view that knowledge is priceless, and that knowledge is also partly good and evil.

In the first half of this view, basically no one will object, but in the second half of the sentence, many people disagree.

These monks believed that knowledge was the greatest tool of mortals, better than anything created by human hands, and in the words of a famous mage, 'it should be knowledge that should arm oneself, not the one who is in tattered metal.' ’

So these monks try to learn and preserve knowledge as much as possible, believing that no knowledge should be destroyed, that there is nothing wrong with knowledge itself. According to their view, there is no good or evil in knowledge itself, and there is only good and evil in those who use it.

They will even use other things to justify their arguments, such as arguing that if knowledge should be destroyed, then all weapons in the world should be destroyed, because it will never be knowledge that kills the most, but the lukewarm pile of steel.

Even some of the more extreme knowledge monks believe that all knowledge should be disseminated, including the forbidden dark knowledge, that there is no benefit in hiding knowledge, and that no matter how crazy or illusory a new idea may seem, it should not be hidden, and it should be made public for the public to judge.

In short, although the intellectual monks are respected scholars, sometimes, these people may be the most terrifying in the world. By the way, in the central tower, there is a lot of forbidden knowledge that is strictly forbidden by the major churches and powers, but for some reason, the knowledge church rarely makes this part of the knowledge public, so I don't know how many war of words took place between the Ogmar church and the monastery of knowledge.

When the monk arrived at the hotel, he returned the salute and then walked straight to Solam's table.

Solam could naturally see that the monk was coming for him. He just didn't understand why the monks of the monastery of knowledge would look for themselves.

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