The early morning mist envelops the tranquil city of silver tides, and the towering spires of the churches pierce the faint blue sky for the first rays of the day.

The gold-painted dome glows with golden brilliance under the nascent sun, as if it carries the sacredness and majesty of heaven. Melodious bells ringing from the church's bell tower break the tranquility of the Silver Tide City.

A flock of white doves spread their wings and circled over the spires of the church to the melodious sound of bells.

The streets grew popular, and horse-drawn carts carrying empty barrels drove through the long streets of the Silver Tide City to the newly opened gates. The wheels crush over the gravel floor, making a whirling sound like a bell for work, reminding the city's residents of the start of a new day.

Karl opened his eyes and climbed out of a comfy wooden bed.

The morning is extraordinarily quiet, the room is quiet, only the rising sun shines through the gaps in the wooden planks, casting a series of small spots of light in front of the bed, indicating the arrival of a new day.

Like most inns in the world that operate in one tavern and lodging, the rooms at the Copper Kettle Tavern are not very spacious. In the small room, in addition to a large comfortable bed, there was only a thick and heavy wooden table, on which a white pottery kettle and a wooden basin were placed.

It is used to wash and wash the feet of guests, so that a traveler can soak his feet comfortably and sleep well after a tiring long journey. In a cheap civilian hotel, this is already a very attentive service.

Carl slept well, the bed in the copper kettle inn was more comfortable than the steps of the flower bed, not to mention, in order to celebrate his successful job and survive the first crisis of his life, he also drank a small glass of red wine and a large glass of ale, and slept sweetly.

Of course, the environment of the hotel certainly can't compare to Princess Alicia's exquisite and comfortable princess boudoir. It's just that Alicia's life is very enviable, but it is always difficult to give him a sense of reality, although in the dream, he can deeply appreciate Princess Alicia's stripped of all emotional entanglements, only retaining the purest rational pure state of mind, but every time he wakes up, recalling the experience in the dream, he always has an inexplicable sense of combing, feeling that he is not becoming Princess Alicia, but just watching Alicia's life from the perspective of a bystander.

But this time, Carl was not just observing Alicia's life as a bystander, he was trying to hypnotize himself before going to bed, constantly reminding himself that he must stay awake on days, he must go to the royal library, and he must go to find the secret method of vindictive qi cultivation treasured by the royal family, and see it with his own eyes.

The final experiment was successful, although he did not achieve the ultimate goal, but he managed to retain a little bit of his subjective consciousness in the dream, although he still can't remember his memories as Carl, but before going to bed he desperately hinted at his thoughts, but left a little trace in Alicia's heart.

Carl finds himself in a way to influence Princess Alicia, who is absolutely sane, but he can convey some simple desires and thoughts to Alicia by constantly hinting at himself before going to bed.

For example, go through some knights' practice cheats, revisit your own cultivation path, and so on!

This discovery finally allowed Carl to get rid of the embarrassing situation of sitting on Baoshan but not knowing where to start, and saw the hope and dawn of learning extraordinary power.

Now, Carl feels refreshed and confident in his future.

Karl quickly got up and dressed, poured water from the copper kettle, washed his face in a wooden basin, and then walked out of the room in good spirits.

The corridors and rooms of the hotel are small and dark, and because of the age and the people coming and going, the walls have peeled off a lot, leaving only an ancient and mottled historical atmosphere.

Stepping on the creaking wooden staircase, Carl returned to last night's bar.

The first floor is both the lobby of the tavern and the restaurant of the inn, and although it is morning, there are already people busy.

Uncle John is holding a candlestick and tidying up the counter of this bar, preparing for the opening of the new day. The side door leading to the back kitchen, half-open and half-closed, a rich aroma of barbecue, sausages, honey, and bacon constantly flows from inside, filling the entire tavern.

Seeing Carl coming downstairs, Uncle John's dark and tough face showed a smile and asked, "How was your sleep last night?"

"Very good!"

Carl was in good spirits and said very happily, "This is the best sleep I've had since I came into this world!"

Uncle John looked at Carl with some surprise, and in just one night, Carl's temperament has changed amazingly compared to yesterday. Yesterday's Carl was confused and hesitant, although he tried his best to make a confident appearance, but Uncle John, who has rich life experience, saw through his weakness on the surface of strong composure at a glance.

However, today's Karl is like a different person, confident and high-spirited, and his gestures are full of an indescribable temperament, not the temperament of a scholar, but the elegance of a high-ranking aristocratic figure such as a prince and princess.

"Could it be that this young man of Karl, who claims to be Roland's home, is a prince who has an incognito real identity?"

Uncle John couldn't help but think of such a thought, and he was startled by this thought of his own. However, the more I thought about it, the more likely Uncle John felt.

A person's identity can be faked, but a person's temperament is difficult to fake. The world of the aristocracy is very hierarchical, and there are different levels of etiquette forms between different nobles, and these interests are trained by special etiquette teachers at a very young age.

As they reach adulthood, these long-term ritual trainings will be fully integrated into their lives and become their casual habits.

Uncle John is also a well-informed person, and he once saw a princess of the Holy Hyrule Empire from afar, and was very impressed by the princess's elegant and unique royal demeanor.

And today, Carl gives him the feeling that he vaguely has such a temperament.

Thinking like this, Uncle John's couldn't help but soften.

"What's for breakfast?"

"Well, just feel free to do it. ”

Carl didn't realize that when he tried to influence Alicia, he seemed to be unconsciously influenced by Alicia, and between his demeanor, he already had a unique temperament that only royal nobles have.

"Then let's have some cheese and grilled sausages!" Uncle John thought for a moment and helped Carl make his decision.

Karl didn't realize the change in himself, so he sat down at random, and after a while, a beautiful waitress in a white silk shirt and black skirt came over with a huge wooden plate. The plate served some slender strips of cheese, a few slices of bread that had been cut, and a few toasted fragrant sausages.

"Hessian grilled sausage, this is the signature dish of the Copper Kettle Tavern! Uncle John learned from a Hessian mercenary comrade-in-arms from the Dro Empire, the authentic Derot taste!"

The pretty hostess brought the food out of the tray and smiled as she introduced it to Carl.

"Is that you?"

To Carl's surprise, the beautiful hostess was none other than Lucy, the girl he had seen last night.

"It's me!"

The girl's face was flushed, and she was a little nervous and a little embarrassed and said, "Aunt Lyman is sick, and Uncle John lacks a kitchen helper here, so I came here to work for Uncle John temporarily!"