"Huh? Do you want to stay...... Okay, wait a minute. ”

Harold, who heard the voice, opened his eyes and looked at Roland and the others at the door.

I saw that it was a man in a wide black cloak and an old man in a scholar's costume, especially the smiling old man who gave him a very dangerous feeling.

But Harold wondered in his heart, how could Roland call out his name?

You must know that even the guests who have been here do not know his name, and most people will only call him the old hound.

"Alright, come with me, young man, and the old guy next to him who is full of death, it's not a good choice to come to this city."

The old Harold got up from his seat, held a string of black iron keys in his hand, waved at Roland, and walked in the direction of the stairs.

But Harold's gaze flashed a strange light the moment he saw the lich Buston.

But that strange gaze was quickly hidden by him, leaving only an inexplicable word.

However, Roland was not too surprised by this, because this old man was not ordinary, and he was a key figure in a hidden mission in his previous life.

Roland nodded, followed Harold, and walked towards the stairs.

"It's funny that he was able to see through me for what I really am!"

The Lich Bussoton seemed surprised that Harold was able to see the dead air on him, and the gaze that looked at the old man became strange, filled with a sense of danger.

After a while, Roland and the others were taken to the second floor of the hotel.

Although there were a few candles lit in the hallway, it was still a little dim, like an old mansion in a horror movie, as if a hideous ghost could emerge at any moment.

"Your room is here, and your room is over there."

According to Roland's request, Harold divided the two of them into rooms at the beginning and the end, which was definitely far enough.

After setting up the lich Busthorton, old Harold led Roland to the room at the end of the passage, and opened the door with a click, revealing a quaint room to Roland's eyes.

"This is your room, young man, rest well, and try to walk around as little as possible in the evening."

After the elder Harold handed one of the keys to Roland, he was about to turn and leave, but Roland stopped him.

"Harold, this is the money for the two of us, and the rest of the money...... Mr. Harold, could you please help me procure these things? ”

Roland immediately called out to Old Harold and handed him a small note and three gold coins in his hand, which were written on the materials needed to make blank cards.

Fortunately, at the cemetery in the Forest of Shadows, Roland got some gold coins, otherwise he would not have been able to afford to live in a hotel now that he was penniless.

"Of course no problem, I haven't had a guest here for a long time, I'm going to buy it for you, it's not a precious thing after all...... As for the note, I don't need it, my brain is still very good and can remember those things. ”

Old Harold glanced at the material written on the piece of paper, agreed to Roland without hesitation, took the three gold coins in his hand, and turned to walk downstairs.

Roland didn't say anything more, and watched old Harold walk down the stairs, then turned and walked into the room, taking off the cloak that was in the way.

Although the materials have not been bought back yet, Roland still has a lot to do, such as solving the trouble of his status as a wanted criminal.

Now that the streets are all his wanted warrants, Roland can't wear a cloak that gets in the way all day, so he has to fix the problem or he won't be able to move an inch.

Thankfully, he was seeing a solution in the Book of Honor, and that was to change his appearance.

It was an illusion-like magic seen in the Book of Enoble, called the False Face, which was able to transform one's appearance into another person.

As long as you don't meet some particularly powerful magicians or some strong people, you will generally not be able to see through it, and this magic is enough to deal with those soldiers.

"Mirror, mirror, found."

Roland turned his head and searched the quaint room, and finally found a mirror in the corner, and now he needed a mirror for the magic he needed to cast, plus a few spells.

However, when he saw his appearance in the mirror, his brows couldn't help but furrow, and there seemed to be some confusion on his face.

Because Roland found that the appearance of this body was exactly the same as in his previous life, and there was no mirror before, so until now, he was able to see what his own face was.

Although his appearance can't be said to be as handsome as a demon, it can't be the ugly kind, and it belongs to a very attractive face.

But...... Roland really didn't expect that he and Roland in this world would have the same name and appearance, what a coincidence.

But now was not the time to lament these things, because he still had a spell to cast.

It was the first time he had done magic in the real world, and he had to chant incantations. Whether it will succeed or not, he is not sure yet.

"The fog covers the eyes of men, and it brings fear, trembling, and blinds their hearts............"

Suddenly, Roland took a deep breath, held the mirror in front of him with one hand, and immediately chanted according to the incantations recorded in the Book of Aenoble.

As the sound of the incantation sounded, a trace of gray mist actually emerged from the mirror and slowly shrouded Roland's face.

With a snort, the gray mist enveloped his face, and there was not a single crack in it, as if he was a faceless man, which looked particularly strange in this dimly lit room.

The whole process didn't last long, and after ten minutes, the gray mist had dissipated into the air, and Roland's face had changed dramatically.

He opened his eyes and looked curiously into the mirror in his hand, and found that his face had changed into the image of a twenty-five-year-old, blond, blue-eyed, bearded man.

"Well, it's not bad, it's a lot easier to do things this way."

Roland looked at himself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

Now that he has become what he is now, he really has the temperament of a handsome uncle.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the room.

In an instant, Roland couldn't help but feel surprised in his heart, could it be that old Harold had bought those materials back so quickly?

He got up from his stool and walked in the direction of the door with confusion.

With a click, Roland stretched out his hand to open the door and looked out, but there was not even a shadow outside the door, not to mention a person.

No one, but who was knocking on the door?

In the entire aisle, there was only the sound of burning candles, and a strange atmosphere could not help but permeate Roland's heart.

(PS: Because there are some things tonight, the update is a little late, and if nothing special happens next, there will be at least two updates every day.) ）

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