Grant sat on a chair in the far corner of the hotel lobby, with a lot of small white snacks on the table in front of him, floating a faint smell of cheese and frying.

He ate unhappily, as if at a leisurely pace, tearing open a loaf of bread with one hand and putting it into his mouth one by one.

While Grant was eating, he was also thinking about the harvest of the past few days.

When he was researching the difference between ghosts and evil spirits, he successfully analyzed some of the most needed information, and used the data to research a second-order enhanced attack spell in the direction of the necromancy (with the red-robed black robe and the white robe as the core). Speaking of enhanced spells, Grant has always been based on first-order spells, except for the second-order auxiliary spells he started getting. Now that I have finally climbed up to the second order, I believe that when I reach the Holy Land of the Royal Capital, I should be able to improve the strengthening spells between the second and third orders, but it is a pity that I need to go to the middle of the Extreme Continent to improve these aspects when I reach the fourth order.

"It's not bad now, the rest is estimated to be able to study for a week, and it is estimated that you can get three to five enhanced spells, and then I will clean up some of the negative energy floating around, it's a little too much." Grant ate slowly, his calm face, and his eyes became a little complicated.

At this time, my ears moved, and I turned my head to see two seven or eight-year-old children playing on the gray street, but I didn't expect that the child in the lead slipped and fell directly to the ground, and the bridge of his nose also left bright red blood stains on the stone slab.

The shrill cries attracted the attention of the passers-by, but unfortunately they did not pay much attention or try to comfort the child.

Just a few minutes later, a slightly chubby woman with wavy curly hair walked there. gave a few slaps to the child who fell to the ground, and still said that everything was your mess. Otherwise, it won't fall over or something.

Grant looked at it for a moment, then withdrew his gaze. He found that the civilians here were very strict with the education of their children. Basically, there will be no pampering behavior like in the Earth Age or the Eastern Regions.

As Grant continued to bury his head on the rest of the food, a crisp voice interrupted the process.

"Hello, can I sit next to you?"

Grant turned his head and saw the landlady wearing a long black and white dress, with a slightly low V-neckline and a large area of snow white and a seductive trench.

On the delicate face of the female boss, her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a very kind smile. Maybe it's a provocative outfit, or a plump and sexy body. Grant always felt a little seductive and charming in his smile. But when I looked closely, I found that the smile in my eyes was a little suspicious and a little disappointed.

Grant was sure that the other party wanted to interrogate him, his expression did not change as usual, and he sat there quietly and asked the female boss to sit down.

The female boss pursed her ruddy cherry lips, pulled her somewhat messy skirt with both hands, and sat down directly.

She smiled, "Are you satisfied with the food here?" How about the taste. ”

Grant smiled and praised: "The food is very good, better than the few things I have eaten before, how?" I see that the boss seems to have some annoyance on your face, if you don't mind me as your traveler. You can talk to me about those things, maybe it will make your mood a little better. ”

It seems that when talking about the female boss, the smile on the delicate face has also converged a little, but there is still an upward arc.

She smiled slightly: "Actually, this is the case. Recently, the travelers on the third floor said that they had a very bad sleep and their appetite decreased, and that the food I cooked was not delicious. So this time, I want to ask you how about the food I cooked? ”

When Grant heard this, the expression on his face did not change at all. Thought. This female boss is really good enough, and her poor sleep is mostly caused by studying the negative energy leaked by evil spirits by herself. I guess this woman was suspicious of me, so I deliberately asked how the food tasted first. After saying the incident in a hidden way, if you do it, there will be some changes in your expression, even if it is not with the help of food denial, you can make yourself think that this matter is just a joke.

Just a few words can handle things so mellowly, Grant has to see that this woman does have some small means.

But even so, Grant doesn't plan to stop researching.

He shook his head and pretended to be indignant: "These guys are so discerning, the boss can't make a correct evaluation of such a delicacy, no wonder they can't sleep well." A man like me, who eats and sleeps and still sleeps deadly, doesn't sleep well at all, let alone eats the boss's food, and sleeps more soundly than usual these days. ”

The boss's smiling face crossed a trace of suspicion, and quickly returned to his usual appearance, chuckling and said, "Your mouth is really sweet, since your sleep is quite good, then I will be relieved." You eat slowly, and I'll greet a few other hostels. ”

Grant nodded, waved his hand and didn't care: "Well, then you go and get busy, I'm still going back to the room after eating these and sleeping for most of the day." ”

"Do you still want to sleep?"

"Yes, my physique is very special, and the amount of sleep I need is not ordinarily large, so you have to understand me."

"You're really funny, it's mysterious."

After the female boss said this, she got up and left a bunch of faint feminine scents, and rushed to the counter. After turning away from Grant, the boss's smile instantly converged, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

She understood that asking such a question would have no effect, and she had to find a way to sleep for one night first and notice the effect, and then find a way.

Table in the corner of the hostel.

After Grant glanced at the departing female boss, he was also quite unconcerned.

He quickly finished the food in his hand and walked directly up the stairs to study the evil spirit in his hand again.

2nd floor, room 308.

Chirping!

After Grant opened the door, he directly saw that it was already floating with a thick black fog, and it was gloomy everywhere, and in the shadows in the corners of the walls of the room, several pairs of red eyes blinked one by one, giving people a very terrifying feeling.

Hiss!!

In the middle of the room, there was a dying evil spirit, his eyes slightly closed, and he didn't seem to have much energy.

A ball in the forehead is arching there, absorbing enough energy to analyze.

Grant stepped forward, quickly went to the table, and continued to deal with the matter at hand.

…………

At night, it gradually darkened.

In the dark night sky, a sickle moon hung silently on it, sprinkling a soft layer of light.

Inside the city, a hotel is closed as normal.

The landlady stood in front of the counter, holding a black key in her hand, and her eyes were slightly complicated: "I'll go to sleep inside today to see if there is any strange thing, if there is really a strange thing, it is likely to have something to do with the guest in room 308." ”

After she finished tidying up, she walked upstairs with some nervousness in her heart. The staircase, which usually feels familiar, I don't know why, always looks a little dark and weird today, as if the staircase has countless blurred eyes staring at itself, and a gust of wind blows from behind to the neck, with a layer of goosebumps on the skin.

"It's strange, how can it feel like this. No, it must be that the previous events brought too much depression to my psychology, otherwise I would never have it. The boss first denied this weirdness to his psychology, and the more he thought about it, the more this feeling gradually diminished.

She was able to live here, on the one hand, because her father had huge connections, and at the same time, she was also a junior alchemist plus an ordinary knight level, and ordinary men really didn't pay attention to it.

In terms of courage, it is naturally a little bigger than the same people.

She was brave enough to go straight into room 307 and sleep.

Until the next day, the boss opened his eyes, but found that there was nothing, except for some cold at night, there was no other discomfort.

Following the golden sunlight spilling into the room, the boss lying on the bed revealed his delicate body and two slender white arms.

She rubbed her head and muttered strangely, "Strange, what's going on?" It didn't seem like anything strange was happening at all. Why did the guests say there was a problem? Is it really just that they are picky? Probably not. ”

She couldn't get any specific clues after thinking about it for a long time, so she had to give up on this matter.

Of course, she didn't think that Grant would just take back the negative energy scattered around her that day, otherwise she would definitely have a big nightmare.

Over the next few days, the owner was speechless when he found two more hotels on the third floor, and then withdrew. I can't help it, so I go there again and then go to sleep.

But disappointingly, nothing special was found.

The boss already felt that someone was playing tricks on him, and then sent the hotel to say that there was a problem with his third floor.

Grant also vaguely knew about it, but he didn't think it would hurt anyone, and after staying here for a few days, he didn't squeak.

Until a few days later.

He succeeded in extracting five spells before leaving the city and moving on to other legendary lands.

Grant understands that there must be many important treasures lurking in those legendary places, and if he gets a few, it will be very beneficial for him to go to the middle of the Extreme Continent in the future.

So, it has been four days all the way to the city of Aria.

…………

Hostel after half a month.

Syllable!

"Damn, there's definitely something wrong with Room 308." The boss slapped the counter angrily, his eyes a little annoyed.

After Grant left, nothing strange happened on the third floor. This way has proven that the cause was done by Grant, and as for why he was okay every time, it is obvious that the other party knew that he deliberately did not do it.

Although the boss doesn't understand the principle inside, he still hates Grant, and if he hadn't been there, he wouldn't have had this kind of thing.

"If I bump into it one day, if I don't teach you a lesson, I really think I don't have the slightest ability." The boss muttered, looking eager to teach Grant a lesson immediately. In his heart, he understood that this was just venting, and the other party could come up with that means, which was obviously many times stronger than himself. (To be continued......)