"Big Rabbit Nest Town" is located on the bank of the Veres River, backed by the Ogre Mountains, adjacent to the subsidence area, the population of the town is about 1,000 people, more than seventy percent are Far Eastern dwarfs, less than thirty percent of humans and other races, and most of them are business travelers. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The terrain surrounded by mountains and rivers provided a natural barrier for the town, and the gnomes dug a large number of caves along the sloping hills to serve as dwellings, and randomly fenced off the fertile fields along the river to graze cattle and sheep, and the vast flat between the hills and the river beach developed into a market for trading goods, and various commercial buildings were expanded at will.

Roland urged the horse to climb the hill by the river, stop and look at the town, from the perspective of town planning, it is simply chaotic, but he also understands the truth of "Zifei fish know the joy of fish", this chaotic and lively atmosphere is in line with the nature of the dwarfs who love freedom, if the home is planned neatly and cleanly, they feel uncomfortable.

"That's Big Rabbit Nest Town?" Bloom looked out at the mess of buildings at the foot of the hill, and the corners of his mouth twitched. The dwarves are also good at building, but the architectural style is diametrically opposed to the gnomes, paying great attention to neatness, and even can't tolerate anything asymmetrical, and the free-spirited and individualized layout of the town in front of him has caused a lot of mental impact on Bloom, and he grinned for a while before he spit out a comment, "It's so apt!" ”

And when Lyudmila suggested going to the town's famous "unmixed tavern" to rest and inquire about the news, the dwarf couldn't help but look worried: "It's best that this tavern can live up to its name when it comes to naming." ”

Roland didn't care about the quality of the drinks, and the main purpose of going to the tavern was to find out the news and exchange traveler's checks.

The world of Varess has a relatively mature financial system, and in the case of the Holy Assanian Empire, the capitalists have formed a social class that can compete with the nobility and the clergy, and the social status of successful bankers is not lower than that of the aristocratic lords.

Where there are people, there is commodity circulation, and where there is a commodity economy, commercial banks are needed, and the Far East is no exception in the poor and remote regions. Walking into the town of Big Rabbit's Nest, Roland went straight to the shopping street, where it was theoretically unlikely that there would be an independent banking institution, and savings offices and exchange points were often attached to the temple, the mayor's residence, and the large hotel store, opening up an independent façade.

As Roland expected, Far Eastern Commercial Bank has an office in the town of Big Rabbit's Nest, which is located in the "unmixed tavern".

Gnomes are a group of optimistic and enjoyable little creatures, and food, wine and exuberant music are their favourites, as Roland, Lyudmila and Bloom fully appreciate as soon as they walk into the "unmixed tavern".

The bank clerk was a dwarf aunt with a shrewd smile on her face and opened her mouth to say, "Young man, have you heard of Amway?" Roland chatted with her for a while about the latest news in the securities market, and after the conversation the proprietress apparently realized that the handsome young man was not a country turtle to fool around with, she discouraged the idea of selling him travel insurance, and exchanged the traveler's cheques issued by the Far Eastern branch for a pocket of gold and silver coinage.

"If you have money in your pocket, of course you have to drink well!" This is the voice of the big brother Bloom, and it is the consensus of most people in the tavern.

Before the sun set, the tavern was crowded with people, laughing and laughing, and among the group of dwarves, the tall and slender handsome men and women of Roland and Lyudmila stood out, and immediately attracted onlookers.

Lyudmila, who had grown up in an inn, was so comfortable with the noisy atmosphere of the tavern that she ignored the curious gazes of the people, took Roland by the hand and went straight to the bar, ordering three glasses of the most prestigious apple brandy in the region.

The iced brandy was so delicious that Bloom gave Roland a thumbs up, meaning that it was genuine, unwatered.

Roland smiled wryly and clinked glasses with him, "Brother Bloom, we're not here to drink. ”

The dwarf chewed the bacon sausage and smiled: "My principle is that if there is wine today and drunk tomorrow, let go of other things first, and then talk about it after drinking!" Then he poured another sip of wine into his mouth and burped comfortably.

Roland shook his head helplessly and placed a silver coin on the tray.

A dwarf fellow approached with bright eyes, pretending to wipe the bar, took the silver coin quietly, and asked him in a low voice, "What does Mr. Knight need, just as he commands." ”

"I'll ask you about something." Roland said to him.

The guy glanced up at the stage across from the bar, where the band was playing, and a richly dressed dwarf poet was playing bagpipes.

"I can talk to you for ten minutes, and I'll have to go back to the kitchen before Rogge finishes playing, or I'll lose more than a silver coin."

Roland chuckled and dropped another silver coin on the tray, "So that skilled bard is the owner of this tavern?" ”

The man quickly put away the silver coins and spoke much more happily, "This shop was actually founded by Rog's father, it is said that Rogge did not intend to inherit the family business when he was young, he preferred to recruit brave people like you to go on adventures in the outside world, and then his father was old, and he also lost interest in adventure, so he came back to inherit this tavern, I have to say, Mr. Rogge is a master businessman, he plays bagpipes to entertain guests, and he will use magic to conjure up a large table of sumptuous feasts out of thin air, and his former adventure friends often come to party, and there are still customers who come here, and the business of the tavern is getting better and better, but ...... Anyway, Rogge is probably not a good boss, he is stingy, and would rather find a stupid guy to run away than give his most savvy and capable guy a raise. As he spoke, the dwarf pursed his lips, clearly unhappy with his salary.

"I have a friend who lives in a nearby lumber mill and has made an appointment to meet me here today, but he hasn't shown up yet, which makes me a little worried, how much do you know about the lumberyard over there?" Roland asked, knocking sideways.

The little dwarf hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and replied, "Honorable sir, I have to tell you bad news, I'm afraid that your friend won't come." ”

"Why do you say that?"

"Three days ago a trader came to the shop and told me that there had been a terrible murder in the lumberyard and that everyone had died...... Of course, if your friend is lucky, he may also survive. ”

"Ah, what a tragedy!" Roland put on a surprised expression, "Who did such an atrocity?" ”

He went around so many circles, what he really wanted to ask was this matter, he thought that the other party would know at most a little clue to catch the wind and shadows, but he didn't think that the little dwarf showed an expression of "this question is stupid", stretched out his hands and asked: "Sir, isn't this an obvious thing?" Of course it was the kobolds! ”

"What proof do you have for that?" Lyudmila couldn't help but interject.

The little dwarf gave her a strange look, "How can there be any evidence, from the Perren Canyon to the subsidence area, if anything bad happens, it must be related to the kobolds, those bastards do all kinds of evil!" ”

Lyudmila gave Roland a look and motioned for him to change the subject, otherwise the dwarf would have caught the kobold and squirted endlessly, and he would not want to get any more useful information from him.

Roland was skeptical of the gnome's judgment.

Excluding the extremely rare perversions of kobold ghost mentors, twilight dragon body kobolds, pun-pun and the like, the kobold race as a whole is relatively waste, and probably does not have the strength to wash the woodyard in blood, and the dwarf and kobold have been enemies for thousands of years, and preconceived notions may account for a large part.

"Who is the wisest man in your town?" Roland changed the subject.

"Mr. Duvalin, of course." This time the little dwarf replied quickly, "He is the priest of the Gar Shining Gold Temple, and he is also a master alchemist, and the town is recognized as a wise man, if you have a difficult problem, you may as well go to the temple to talk to Mr. Duvalin." ”

Roland wanted to ask him something else, but he grabbed the rag and ran away. The dwarf poet Rogge came over with bagpipes in his arms and smiled at Roland.

"Distinguished guests from afar, if there is anything you need me to serve, just say."

"We're going to take a day off in town, so please prepare three clean rooms and take care of our mounts." Roland didn't inquire about the lumber yard again, this Rogge's social relationship is too complicated, it is better to be careful.

"No problem, I'll let you clean up the room, by the way, you haven't had dinner yet, have you?" We offer a luxurious Heroes Banquet, so please make a reservation in advance if you need it. Rogge smiled.

The "Hero's Feast" is not an ordinary feast, it refers to a kind of wine banquet created by high magic, which not only has abundant food and drink, but also heals diseases, temporarily boosts vitality, immunity to toxins and fear within 12 hours after eating, and increases attack and will immunity, among many other benefits.

The Hero's Feast is both the magic of the Six-Ring Priest and the Six-Ring Poet's Arcane, and it is relatively easier for the Priest to master this spell.

In a big city like the Fort of Atonement, if you can be invited by the powerful to attend the hero's banquet in the hotel, or be invited to the sacrament and charity auction hosted by the church, it is a very face-saving treatment, and it is also a symbol of status and status.

Of course, eating this meal is not cheap, a Hero's Feast (at least 11 people) will cost at least 3,300 gold, which is still the price of the church, and the cost in the tavern is even higher. It's not that Rog is darker than the priest, the main thing is that the bard needs a higher level than the priest to cast this spell, and the cost is more expensive.

"There are only three of us, and we can't afford such a sumptuous feast, so just bring us a little delicious and affordable stew." Roland smiled and declined, but he didn't say anything, "If Mr. Rogge can gather sixteen guests, we might as well count them as one." ”

As soon as Rogge heard him say this, he knew that the other party was not the kind of person who was stupid and had a lot of money, so he smiled and said, "I will pay attention to it, and I will notify you if there is news." ”

The three of Roland rested at the inn for the night, and the next day they got up and had breakfast and went to the Temple of Gar Flash to visit the legendary wise man and dwarf alchemist Duvalin.