"In fact, the distance between me and the nobles was only one ticket away. ”

**

Kleist sighed and stopped mentioning the topic after saying this, and Alan didn't want to stay on this issue for long, because the more he talked about it, the more sad it became.

"So, can you answer my previous question?"

He asked,

There were no chairs in the room, and Alan was leaning back on the rough but rather clean brown bedside table, talking to the merchant sitting on the bed, so it looked very informal.

But the merchant was now straight, and he said, "What do you want to know?"

Alan pondered for a while and said, "I want to know everything that is hostile to me. ”

"Then I'm afraid you won't understand," the merchant smiled, "Everyone is very hostile to you, because you, a foreigner, are about to enter into a marriage contract with Samuel's recognized dream lover, and no single man can be indifferent.... By the way, although I didn't attend, I still heard about it, why didn't I hear the Duke announce this at yesterday's banquet?"

"Maybe I forgot," Alan shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "Or do you want to lighten up when you see that I'm being hostile?"

"It's possible. Kleist thoughtfully: "That Jude was obviously pushed out against you, Lord Duke looks very arrogant, but he is very careful, and he should have considered that it will intensify the conflict." ”

"But if you put it another way," Alan retorted, although he didn't care very much, "that if he drags on like this, it will only make me run into more and more difficulties, and if this matter is settled, those people will not lose hope." ”

"Makes sense," nodded slowly, and the merchant suddenly asked, "Then what do you think?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"What is the truth, and what is falsehood?"

"Falsely, I hate trouble, and I want to get through this time quietly and then go back to the bay. Allen said

"And what about the truth?"

"Truth..."Glancing down at his wrist, Alan smiled: "The truth is, the more trouble, the better!"

"It's really weird that you think. "The merchant doesn't understand Allen a little anymore. Is there anyone in the world who likes trouble?

Could this have done him any good?

"It doesn't matter," Alan shook his head and said, "We might be able to get down to business." ”

The merchant nodded, and naturally picked up the previous topic: "I just said that many people in Samuel are hostile to you, so simple statistics can't be counted at all, but I can tell you about some of the most important forces in Samuel, they are not necessarily hostile to you, but if there are some of them who are hostile to you, you must pay attention to them." ”

"Listen up. ”

"First of all, the bards of Silvermoon Street!" said the merchant, "although they live in Samuel, they are basically beyond the jurisdiction of Samuel, and the bards have formed a troubadour guild on Silvermoon Street, which is very formal, and it is a holy place that the bards of the stars yearn for." ”

"It has a lot of energy, and the president of the guild, Cavett Dick, is a very mysterious and resourceful man, and this union has been established for only ten years, and it has already become a star, and if he wants to, the Duke will have to sell him face. ”

"Ten years?" Alan noted the side message.

The merchant nodded: "Yes, ten years, you should know how slow the transmission speed of the stars is, this number is terrifying, and those bards who have no means of self-protection can not do this at all, which is also one of the reasons why his methods are mysterious, and many people are very curious about it." ”

"Ten years is fast," Alan mused, this Cavet had spent ten years pushing the Bards to the stars, and it was already called speed terror, but what about his Bay City?

"Isn't it a little long?"

The merchant ignored Allen's thoughts, and continued, "However, it should be unlikely that the Bard Guild will be hostile to you, or even if it is, it should not be taken too seriously. ”

"Why? Didn't you just say that the Duke would give Cavett face?"

"Cavit is Caveit, and associations are associations. The merchant said, "The two cannot be completely confused. While there may be many bards in the Guild who have unrealistic ideas about the Rose of the Southland, the power of the Guild is controlled by the Kavit and not them, and it is impossible for the Kavit to be hostile to you. ”

"Why?"

"He doesn't like women. Kleist said with a strange face at this time: "The rise of the Bard Guild is very legendary, and it is inevitable that there will be many figures who throw themselves into their arms during this period, but Cavett is not indifferent at all, and there is a widely circulated story that once the lord's wife of Duolun City pursued Cavett madly before she got married, and even stripped naked and ran to Cavett to seduce him, and as a result..."

"How did it turn out?"

"Cavett vomited that lady...", the merchant said with admiration: "It's hard to imagine what Cavett thought at that time, he would vomit in the face of a seductive naked beauty......! Poor lady Lord, since then she has been mentally abnormal, and has become more and more insane. ”

"It's weird indeed. Alan was speechless: "So he likes men?"

"Not really. The merchant shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of any man he has been entangled with, and Cavett's personality is very strange, or it can be said that he should not like both men and women." ”

"It's really strange," Alan said, touching his chin, "and it's normal, because some people can't even guess." ”

He said: "What we think is normal is very strange in front of them, for example, I was in the Gulf, and it was very clear that it was forbidden to use boogers to cure diseases, because it was nonsense, but many people didn't believe it, and they wanted to eat it secretly... I didn't think it was delicious, and I even said that I never thought that anyone would eat boogers, how disgusting. ”

He had a point, but the merchant retorted, "Boogers are indeed curable." He didn't look like he was joking, his expression was very serious, "It's not normal for you to ban it, many doctors use it to treat diseases, if you ban it, their prescription won't work!"

"I thought you would think the same way as me," Alan didn't expect the merchant to say the same, which made him exclaim, "Then do you believe that urine can also cure diseases?"

"Of course, urine can also be used to cure diseases, but it is not needed for normal conditions. The merchant said as a matter of course, then frowned as if reminiscing, and said, "It's disgusting, but it's effective, I was..."

Kleist briefly mentions his history of nausea, and Alan feels like throwing up just listening to it, let alone experiencing it firsthand.

"Well, it's not just that the individual is abnormal, it's that the world is abnormal," he finally came to this conclusion as he looked at the businessman speechlessly.

"I don't think it's so much that the world is abnormal, it's that you're not normal. The words of the merchant are irrefutable.

Alan was speechless, he really didn't know what to say on this issue, so he could only change the subject: "Can we skip this disgusting thing?" ”