The innkeeper quietly watched Qin Ran's hand shadow play, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head.

"Different."

"They have no soul."

The innkeeper said.

"Soul?"

"Yours is just an ordinary hand shadow play, and you don't have a soul?"

Pol was stunned.

Ahem, ahem.

The innkeeper coughed lightly, it was the first time he had found Pol so annoying, he didn't even know how to talk, how did you become a businessman?

Your reputation and business qualifications weren't bought, right?

Under the stares of the innkeeper, Pol scratched his cheek and said no more.

The innkeeper looked at Qin Ran again.

"Do you think I'm lying to you?"

The innkeeper asked, and then, without waiting for Qin Ran to speak, he continued: "Sometimes, if you can't see it, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist, if you have enough talent, you should be able to see it." ”

"I think you can see it, too."

"It's a pity that ......"

As he spoke, the innkeeper shook his head regretfully, as if he was lamenting something.

Pol didn't speak.

But Pol thinks from the bottom of his heart that this is Horuff cheating people.

He had seen similar tactics when he was on the border with Morsa.

Some people also call themselves witchers, and some simply say that they are demigods, and then, with this esoteric discourse, they begin with a series of things that seem like you should have to worry about, but eventually, all transfer to Kimpton.

To put it simply: Kimpton is omnipotent and can solve everything.

To sum up, it is: I, bluff you, hit the money.

There are no middlemen to make the difference.

Of course, Horuff is different.

At the very least, Horuff should be a liar with some skills.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to live to retirement.

"Boy, I can see in your eyes that you seem to be thinking about something disrespectful to me, and I think I need to teach you well."

Horuf looked at Pol and his tone became unkind.

He swore that if he hadn't retired, he would have hung Bol on the city gate and blown the night breeze all night.

"Sometimes, it's hard to accept the truth."

"I can feel the feeling of pretending to be someone else and indulging in it – but when it's time to wake up, I still have to wake up."

"You're Horuf, not anyone else."

"Even if you used to be someone else, and now you are Holuf, the owner of the Yanan Inn, a somewhat mysterious retired old fellow, I cherish a friend like you."

"I don't mind your past."

Pol slapped Horuff on the shoulder.

He was telling the truth.

At the time of the initial dungeon, if it weren't for the other party's help several times, it would have been impossible to mix to the current level, not to mention the well-known merchant of Border Morsa, I'm afraid he would have died I don't know how many times.

For kindness, Pol is in his heart.

So, he doesn't mind Horuff and himself bragging.

But......

He's not alone now.

also with Qin Ran.

A guy who is enough to be frightened to the extreme.

Although the other party has many titles, but the 'Flame Demon' is the most popular title of the other party, what will happen to deceiving a guy who is called 'Demon'?

Pol didn't think that someone like Qin Ran would be patient.

Therefore, while persuading Horuff, he glanced at Qin Ran.

There was a hint of pleading in his eyes.

He didn't want to lose a friend.

But to Pol's surprise, Qin Ran didn't pay attention to him at all, but instead looked at the wall where Horuff had just drawn a wolf shadow.

Qin Ran's strange appearance naturally attracted Horuff's attention.

The innkeeper slapped Pol's palm open, his eyes suspicious.

"What do you see?"

The innkeeper who has learned a lesson does not want his excitement to be rewarded with 'I'm good at hand shadows, not only wolves, but also pigeons, foxes and snakes.' Answer.

However, in order to confirm, the innkeeper once again posed with the hand of the wolf.

"Maybe your hands are a little fat."

"It looks a little bloated."

"Like Alaska."

Qin Ran replied sincerely.

Pol got the hint, looked at it carefully, and nodded very seriously.

"It's like!"

Pol agreed.

Holuf: ......

Horruf swore that if he hadn't retired, he would hang the two guys together on the city gate to blow the night breeze for two nights.

Breathe!

Breathe!

After a few deep breaths, Horuff finally stopped dwelling on the issue.

He could see that the two people in front of him were deliberate.

Deliberately did not pick up his stubble.

As for why?

There is no doubt that the necessary trust is lacking on both sides.

Even if he unilaterally believes that the two sides can be trusted.

But the two in front of him are not like this.

Colin he didn't know and didn't know.

The other party's face was cold and silent, which also made him difficult to grasp, but Pol was very familiar with him, look at the Pol with an embarrassed smile and an apologetic face, if he didn't know the other party's family history, he would have been deceived a long time ago.

Bastard!

The thought of being teased by the other party made Horuff feel uncomfortable.

He talked to the other party with the mentality of leaving a last word.

But not trusted?

It's really uncomfortable.

The innkeeper's voice became cold and hard.

"You want to know 'Lady Calamity'?"

"I've got some scoops."

"However, you must understand that the message of a god is not so cheap."

"More money?"

Qin Ran asked very dryly.

"5000 Kimpton!"

The innkeeper quoted a price.

Qin Ran turned his head directly to look at Pol.

He, not enough money.

"How much?"

Pol asked, stammering.

You know, the money he spent to buy the knighthood was only 3,000 kimptons, and he, a well-known merchant on the border of Morsa, had a net worth of almost 5,000 kimptons.

Deliberately!

Holuf did it on purpose!

Otherwise, it would not have been possible to choke his entire net worth!

Pol suddenly guessed something, and immediately, pitifully, looked at the innkeeper.

He's not like this, but he can't help himself, it's the 'Flame Demon' who is in charge now, he is an obedient person, why bother him?

The words in his heart made Pol more and more pitiful.

Unfortunately, the innkeeper ignored Pol at all.

"No credit."

"It has to be cash."

Horruf hugged his shoulders and raised his chin.

Pol smiled bitterly, and then began to take off his shoes.

Underneath the insole, he pulled out a money order.

It has the number 5000 on it.

Then, the smell of the bill of exchange was placed on the table by Pol.

Looking at the bill, Horuff looked at Pol in disbelief.

"The disappearance of several horse bandits on the border has something to do with you?"

The words are questioning, but the tone is extremely affirmative.

The innkeeper began to look again at the small merchant he thought he knew.

And Qin Ran?

Still sitting there expressionlessly, not pretending to be a gesture, but really knowing that when he met Pol for the first time, Qin Ran noticed the strange sound in the other party's boots, as well as the unique atmosphere that belonged to coins, although he couldn't determine how much, but his intuition told Qin Ran that it should be a big deal.

Qin Ran trusted his intuition very much.

This time was no exception.

So, he chose fair trade.

After being silent for about two seconds, Horuff picked up the smelly bill of exchange and said intuitively:

"'Lady Calamity' is even weirder and more mysterious than you think."

"He's definitely not the god enshrined in that little town."

"It's not the evil around it."

"However, the 'black plague' is indeed because of the other party."

"In the same way, we demon hunters also died on a large scale because of the 'Black Plague', even if we didn't go after the 'Black Plague' in the first place."

In the slightly tongue-twisting words, an imperceptible sadness appeared on the innkeeper's face.

Qin Ran and Pol didn't speak, and listened quietly.

However, the innkeeper did not tell directly.

"Do you know about the Silent Night Secret Order?"

The other party asked.

Qin Ran shook his head, he didn't know much about the copy world in front of him.

Although Pol had experienced it once, he had also not been in contact with a too secretive organization, so he also shook his head.

"It's an organization with a long history."

"It has existed since before Aitandine I established the empire."

"Even, according to the secrets of the demon hunter world, it was Aitandine I who got its help to dominate the northern continent."

"Such a secret is true and credible, not hearsay."

"As for why it helped Aitandine I?"

"I don't know, and no one among the witchers knows."

"But we know very well why this organization would suddenly assassinate Aitandine I."

"What?"

Pol exclaimed.

He knew it was rude, but he really couldn't contain his surprise.

Unlike Qin Ran's ignorance, Pol, who had been here for a while, clearly knew what Etandine I meant.

Strong enough to slay dragons.

Great enough to build an empire.

There were people from different principalities, some of whom had feuds, but under the influence of the charisma of Etandin I, they gave up their grudges and joined the emperor.

And it's not all.

According to rumors, Hokuriku at that time was a hundred kingdoms competing for hegemony, and Etandine was just a small nobleman in the countryside, not only lost his fief when he was an adult, but also was expelled from the principality where he was located, and exiled to what is now Etannobi, which was also called Aertinoburg at that time, and was the domain of a grand duke.

After arriving at Fort Edander, Etandine was ready to survive, but just as the Emperor was about to do some menial work to make ends meet, the Archduke of Eddie summoned him and married his only daughter to him, and then, a month after he married the daughter of the Grand Duke, the Archduke of Audepeter fell ill and died.

Then, several surrounding principalities saw an opportunity and immediately formed a coalition of 30,000 to rush towards Epidesburg.

The Grand Duke was newly mourned, and the daughter of the Grand Duke inherited the title, but the undercurrents in the principality were turbulent, and the Grand Duke was tired of dealing with civil strife, but the foreign enemy was in front of her, at this time, her husband Etandin, who was the Grand Duke, stood up and led 100 cavalry out of the city.

Aitandine intends to make peace with the coalition forces and stall as long as possible.

But the moment Etandin appeared in front of the coalition forces, a meteor fell from the sky.

30,000 coalition troops were wiped out.

Several Grand Dukes in the coalition also died together.

Several of the principalities of the coalition were suddenly plunged into civil strife.

Instead, Etandin and the Grand Duchess quickly quelled the civil strife, and then sent troops against the coalition principalities.

According to records, the emperor swallowed these territories without much effort, because, every time he arrived in a city, a city fell, and all the people were infected by the emperor's charm and opened the door and knelt down to welcome him.

Until the Hokuriku were all unified.

With the exception of the best assassination, the life of Etandine I was a life of legend.

"Etandin I was assassinated by the 'Silent Night Secret Order?!"

"Wait!"

"Aitandine I, who was in the prime of his life, was preparing for a crusade against the south, and the 'Black Plague' came from the south...... Don't? ”

Pol guessed, his eyes flickering as he stared at the innkeeper.

"Similar to your guess."

"Wherever you walk, there will be traces."

"When the 'Black Plague' appeared, the demon hunters found such traces, so everyone organized and wanted to find out."

"The result?"

Horuff laughed and did not continue.

But the sadness in the laughter is self-evident.

The fact that the Demon Hunters were killed and injured while investigating the 'Black Plague' is not a rumor, but a fact.

Even, many people believe that the witchers have perished.

"If it's the Silent Night Secret Order that dominates all this, it's for ......"

Pol's brow furrowed slightly.

He thought of something more.

After the 'Black Plague', the entire Etandine Empire almost collapsed.

The god of war, who was very active a few decades ago, has almost disappeared.

And the sudden 'Lady of Calamity' is a flash of divine light.

The answer is obvious.

Make a god!

No!

Yes, gods!

Use all of this to create the image of 'Ms. Calamity'.

Thinking of this, Pol's heart was shocked.

Because, he thought of all the evils and mysteries that happened in Hokuriku after the appearance of the 'Lady of Calamity'.

Obviously, the Silent Night Order is definitely not just here to create a 'Calamity Lady'.

Subconsciously, Pol looked at Qin Ran.

He hoped to get a more accurate answer from Qin Ran.

But to Pol's disappointment, Qin Ran was still expressionless.

Pol believed that Qin Ran should be able to guess all this from Horuff's words, but such calmness?

Could it be that the 'Demon of Fire' knew about it in advance?

Impossible!

Pol wanted to shake his head, but immediately he thought of the strange appearance of the other party.

Then, inexplicably, he thought of the 'fog giant' again.

I thought of the flames that fell from the sky.

I thought of the god of 'Lady Calamity'.

When these were linked, Pol's gaze at Qin Ran changed.

Become cautious, scared, and worried.

It's like a rabbit seeing a tiger.

Horruf didn't notice such a gaze, and he continued.

"yes, we're almost dead and wounded."

"What remains is the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled."

"The only thing to be thankful for is that some of the training bases are well preserved so that we don't lose the legacy, and that 'Calamity Lady'?"

"He didn't have a good time."

"We have prepared a gift so that He has not really become a god until now!"

"But we are doomed to not be able to completely cut off Him from becoming God, and we can only delay time."

"And that's almost the end of time."

"So, we need help."

"It's not gratuitous, the accumulation of thousands of years of demon hunters, the opportunity to become a god, will be a reward!"

As he spoke, the innkeeper looked at Qin Ran sincerely.

After Qin Ran nodded to show that he understood, he said very simply-

"I refuse."