The Lich and Marshal walked out of the forest by the instructions of the necklace, and then passed by a city, and after thinking about it, the Lich decided to take a look here, and by the way, he could learn about the situation here, and see if he could know anything about the Space Chapter. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After entering the city, the lich found that this was not too big, not even the city of thorns was completely incomparable, but this was not the lich's concern, the place to know the news was undoubtedly the tavern, where the lich was going to start.

The Lich is not familiar with this strange city, but who said that if you are not familiar, you can't find the way, follow the mercenaries who have just returned from outside the city, for these guys with their heads tied in their trouser belts, after each harvest, they must go to the tavern for a drink to celebrate that they are still alive, and the other thing is to find a chick to spend the night, so the Lich still arrived at the tavern in the city without any problems.

The tavern's name is Warm Lair, a nice name that at least gives a feeling of warmth, which is a fatal temptation for the mercenaries, and it's clear that the owner has a lot of brains.

The lich and Masal sat down in the tavern, because they had been in the forest for too long, their bodies were already covered with mud, especially Mashal, who was completely like a wild boy, no one would notice that she was a woman, which would reduce a lot of trouble, at least those mercenaries who were full of gold coins and women would not let go of a beautiful woman.

"Give me a beef and wine, and a roast chicken."

"Yes, sir."

The lich began to order food from the owner of the tavern, the owner was a middle-aged fat man who looked quite kind, and wore an eyepatch in his right eye, but it had no effect on the boss, the boss was very kind, and did not despise the lich because of their appearance, but personally served the lich to them.

As soon as the lich was served, he began to pay attention to the mercenaries around him, and according to the habits of these guys, it would be uncomfortable not to brag, especially in places like taverns, so now is the best time to find out the news.

And Marshall, who was next to her, had already begun to eat wildly, and she had been tortured enough in the forest for the past few days, and now she was finally able to eat a good meal.

The lich kept listening to the situation, but the mercenaries had no other useful information other than talking about the woman and his heroic deeds, and the lich was a little annoyed, knowing that it would be fruitless to continue waiting like this, so he had to use a more direct method.

"Hello, my name is Wu Yao, maybe we can talk."

"Hello Wu Yao, my name is Charles, the owner of this tavern, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I want to know some information, I don't know how many gold coins I need."

"Intelligence, Mr. Wu Yao, how can I have such a thing as a tavern owner, don't be kidding."

Charles was smiling on his face, but the lich could see the stiffness on Charles' face, and it was clear that Charles was hiding something now.

"Perhaps, if you don't want the dagger on your belt to be handed over to the soldiers of this city, I agree that you are a tavernkeeper."

"Who the hell are you, sir?"

"You don't need to know who I am, I only care about your answers."

"Sir, you have won, please come with me."