Raglan walked in from the small courtyard at the back of the store carrying a bag of carbon.

Although the night was already chilling, it was far from the time to burn the boiler, but the innkeeper thought that the room should be warmed up at the thought of the terrible sleep of the six little girls such as Shaya, even if he knew that it was not the temperature that really made the little girls insomnia.

But at the very least, a warm environment is better for sleep, isn't it?

The boiler was lit, and the broken charcoal was filled into it little by little, feeling the heat, and the innkeeper did not wash his hands, but picked up the beer glass and took a large glass of beer.

Knock, knock.

The sound of swallowing rang out in the empty hall of the inn, but it couldn't hide the noise outside the 'fish roasted in the oven'.

The previous explosion made the members of the special operations group extremely embarrassed, and the ordinary police did not dare to appear at this time, so they could only be rescued by a small number of members of the special operations group.

"It's a nuisance."

Thinking of what had happened to the poor fellows, the innkeeper went to the kitchen and lit the fire, and put the grilled fish and toasted bread on it.

When the grilled fish and toasted bread emitted the unique aroma of food, the innkeeper walked out of the inn with the food, and he walked directly towards the place where the explosion occurred.

Soon, the innkeeper saw Meel in the crowd.

"I'll leave it to you."

The innkeeper said.

"Okay."

Mier, who was busy treating civilians, said without raising her head.

Although she really wanted to find Qin Ran now, she didn't forget her duty.

After a slight pause on a corpse covered in a white cloth, the innkeeper returned the way he came.

And at this moment, in the hall of the 'Grilled Fish in the Stove', there is already one more person.

Smith.

With a solemn face, Smith stood in front of the bar, watching the innkeeper walk into the bar before he spoke.

"I want to join the witchers."

Smith said.

The innkeeper looked at Smith and raised his eyebrows and didn't answer at all, but slowly took out a cigarette and lit it himself before asking Smith, "Do you smoke?" ”

"No, thank you."

"I want to join the witchers."

Smith thanked him and reiterated.

"Do you know what a witcher is?"

The innkeeper asked, puffing out a puff of smoke.

Smith shook his head honestly, and then, after thinking for a moment, he said, "Fight the monsters and protect the civilians." ”

"Hmm."

"But not comprehensively."

"So, you didn't pass the interview."

The innkeeper exhaled another puff of smoke, refused, and raised his hand to signal Smith to hurry upstairs.

"You don't have to be strong to become a demon hunter."

"The Witcher needs to carry more than just the 'honor' you imagined...... Sorry, I was wrong, how can a witcher be glorious? ”

"They're all fools."

"Hurry up and see Shaya."

"If you don't go back, they won't be able to sleep."

The innkeeper turned and went back to his room.

Facing the empty bar, Smith's face appeared hesitant and struggling.

Eventually, when considering whether to knock on the door or go upstairs to take care of Shaya first, Smith chose the latter.

After all, his original purpose was to take care of Shaya.

This doesn't conflict with being a witcher.

Of course, Smith didn't put the cart before the horse.

Tread, stomp.

Squeak.

The sound of footsteps and the slightly old staircase made a distinctive sound, and after hearing the sound fade away, Raglan stepped out again.

"Really, all of them are so uneasy."

"But ......"

"How did he get so strong?"

The innkeeper muttered to himself, his expression involuntarily solemnized.

He knew a lot of ways to get stronger all of a sudden, but without exception, each of them had extremely strong side effects, and some even came at the cost of life.

At a time like this, he didn't want anything to happen to Smith.

Otherwise, what about Shaya's little girls?

Even if the witcher had an adoption agency, he wouldn't have contacted those guys if it wasn't for the last step.

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

If you get it, you will definitely have to pay.

The Witcher's organization is no exception.

Adopt orphans, the best of these orphans will become witchers, and those who are not good enough will become members of the witcher's service in the witcher's organization.

Of course, after reaching a certain age, there will be a fairly complete pension system.

But......

Basically no one has been able to reach it.

The witcher itself is synonymous with trouble.

This is true for outsiders as well as for one's own people.

"Trouble!"

"What a nuisance!"

The innkeeper muttered, picked up another beer for himself, and then looked into the shadows on the side of the bar.

Qin Ran walked out without concealment.

"The K family's lair was set on fire by you?"

The innkeeper asked.

"Hmm."

Qin Ran nodded.

"Exactly the same style."

"And said no."

The innkeeper muttered under his breath and asked, "Do you need any food?" Grilled fish and toast are gone, but there are sausages. ”

Qin Ran, who had already had a full meal, hesitated slightly.

Eventually, he nodded.

"Okay."

Soon, the innkeeper showed up with sausages and egg drop soup.

Qin Ran still chose the table in the corner.

The innkeeper didn't put down his plate for a while, he knew that once he put it down, he wouldn't have a chance to ask questions.

If you want to ask anything, you have to open your mouth now.

"Smith wants to be a witcher."

"Hmm."

"He's under your influence?"

"Hmm."

"So do you know why he's suddenly stronger?"

"Hmm."

"No side effects, right?"

"Hmm."

Between the questions and answers, Qin Ran's eyes were completely attracted by the sausage.

The innkeeper who got the answer he wanted simply put down his plate.

The sausage is a large sausage that has been grilled over charcoal and has been completely burst, and on one side it is a lemon salad dressing with a little wasabi on the dipping sauce.

Egg drop soup is very simple, it is brewed with boiling water and sugar.

Qin Ran's eating speed was as fast as ever.

Three sausages, dipping sauce and egg drop soup are quickly wiped out.

Then, putting something on the dinner plate, Qin Ran took the plate and handed it to the innkeeper.

"You've already paid for your meal."

The innkeeper said.

"So, it's not for you."

"Putting it in Shaya's room is good for their sleep."

After Qin Ran finished speaking, he turned around and walked upstairs.

As for the boiler that was ignited in the distance?

Qin Ran didn't need to check it at all, the change in temperature was noticed when he was close to the inn, just as he could easily guess why.

"Awkward guy."

The innkeeper muttered, picked up the contents on the plate, and thought about what to give to Shaya and the other little girls.

And the value of this thing as a magical item?

Whether it was Qin Ran or the innkeeper, they didn't think about it so much.

Although Qin Ran still had a little pain in his flesh.

The night goes away again with the appearance of the morning sun.

IDEXX is back to life.

Qin Ran, who was thinking after a short break, was interrupted by a very rhythmic knock on the door.