Chapter Ninety-One: Money Shortage

The gates of Wilsin appeared at the end of the street, and the old building was even more majestic under the rainstorm, and the two rows of guards were still at their posts.

The coachman raised his hand and blew a whistle.

"Where are you going?" said the captain of the city gate, who seemed to recognize the coachman.

"Gentle," replied the coachman, "this damn weather is breaking me"

"Hahaha", the soldiers laughed together, the falling raindrops made it difficult for them to open their eyes, "Wilsin is angry"

"I have to warn you," the captain of the soldier looked at the vague figure in the carriage, "the road to the town of Genko has been flooded, and the section of the Yellow Forest is too prone to water accumulation"

"Thanks for the reminder, then I'll have to take a detour from Moog Town," the coachman whipped out of the city gates.

The thunder hovered behind Wilsing, the rain subsided slightly, and Tarrant sighed, "We'll have to stay in the tavern in the afternoon. ”

"Hmm", Catrina responded, her expression of unwillingness and regret made her very depressed.

"The gem your father had prepared should already have a sketch," Tarrant tried to find a topic that pleased her.

"Maybe. ”

Unable to raise her interest in any topic at the moment, Tarrant rubbed his eyebrows, "With such heavy rain, maybe tomorrow's polo match will be canceled." ”

Katrina didn't answer, she picked it up, looked at it, and put it on the cushion in disappointment.

Tarrant doesn't know what to do next, she seems to be angry, but he has to stop the research on negative energy.

The cooing of the wheels of the carriage over the ground fills up the blank conversation between the two men, and the woods and farms retreat outside the window as they drive into a small town.

It's a lively town, you can still hear the sound of countless iron pounds in the rain, through the rain curtain Tarrant you can see countless fiery red furnaces, from time to time quenching stirs up bursts of white mist, commercial iron signs are hung in front of the buildings along the street, a blacksmith town, there is a large building about the center of the town, and the name of the "Redstone Fabrication Association" hangs in front of the gate.

The blacksmith's shouts kept coming out, and there was a big word "repair" hanging on a street shop around the corner, Tarrant subconsciously touched his chest, the stone guard had been broken for a while, and the repair cost was still a big problem, and if it continued to be used, it was likely to be completely damaged, and now it could only be left in the hotel as an ornament.

The raindrops on the windows of the car were thinning out, and when the carriage entered the area of Ganko, there was almost nothing left but a faint drizzle, and on the other half of the sky in Ganko, the dusk sunlight had pierced through the clouds.

"My lord, the green leaf forest has arrived", the coachman pulled the carriage and shook off the water all over his body before opening the door.

"Thanks," Tarrant jumped out of the car and helped Katrina, "Looks like the rain is coming to an end." ”

"The rainstorm stops at Wilsing, and never leaves the city gates," the coachman laughed twice, bowing his head, "I guess it won't stop until tonight." ”

Tarrant looked in Wilsing's direction, the city's sky still dark.

"It's time for me to go," the driver struggled to climb into the car, "and the clothes almost suffocated me." ”

Unnoticed before, the coachman's leg seemed to hurt, and Tarrant immediately thought of the magic missile, "...... your leg?"

"Ah", the coachman tapped his knee, "old wound, I was hit by a fallen pillar while in the service." ”

"Are you the Wilsin vigilantes?" Tarrant asked immediately.

"No, Wilsing's army, stationed on the outskirts of the town of Levensy, was later prepared for me by Chief Evie. ”

Tarrant nodded slightly, "She's a good person", I didn't expect Evie to touch the Wilsin army as well.

"Yes, a good man," the coachman waved, "goodbye." ”

There were only two tavern waiters sitting in the empty tavern, Doris was wiping a pillar, and the two who entered the door were wet in the doorway, and she squinted, "Paladin, did you just come back from Wilsing?"

"Yes, it's raining heavily in Wilsing. ”

"It often rains this season, so you need to pack a cloak when you go out, have you had lunch?" Doris shouted to the chef, "Tony, are there any roast goose left?"

The cook got up and replied, "Old Willie sent three." ”

"I don't want to eat," Katrina walked upstairs with her head down, "I'll rest for a while." ”

"That girl doesn't seem to be in a good mood," Doris asked quietly.

"It's the same weather as Wilsing." ”

"Hahaha, poets often use that metaphor," Doris continued with the work at hand, "but I don't think that's the case for every woman." ”

When half of the roast goose was delivered, Tarrant was staring at the Spirit Stripe Belt, which was the only valuable property on his body, and the problem of repair costs could only be solved by it, and he was in a bit of an embarrassing situation, and he would seriously consider this plan after returning to Siant.

"Knight, taste", Tony was waiting aside, "my unique craftsmanship zuò." ”

The roast goose tasted good, but the aroma was mixed with a charcoal burnt aroma, and Tarrant held up his fork and wondered, "Charcoal?"

"Yes, it's a lot of work to stuff in spices and seasonings, heat them up and bury them in charred charcoal," Tony smirked, "Considering the time is plentiful today, the weather has made business in the tavern cold. ”

Tarrant savored slowly, this is a cooking technique used in the wilderness, a unique way for adventurers to enjoy, the taste reminded him of the two teammates of Shelter Light, he shouldn't recall those, Tarrant suppressed his ups and downs, "Can you send one upstairs?"

"No problem", Tony wiped the charcoal from the back of his hand.

"Doris," said Gucard, "the town's Sir Neil has formally proposed. ”

"Oh, when?" said Doris, stopping.

"Last night, the girl agreed, and we could call her Mrs. Neil. ”

Tarrant listened to the anecdotes of the town, and he suddenly became interested in the word "marriage proposal."

"I didn't expect that," Doris sighed, "that handsome young man is going to get married so soon." ”

The discussion about the news seemed to be over, and they did not continue, and Tarrant couldn't help but ask, "Sir Neil you are talking about, on what occasion did he propose?"

"At the ball, Sir Neil had a big birthday ball last night, and he gave Mrs. Neil a big surprise right in front of everyone. ”

"There must be a lot of people, then?" Tarrant could imagine.

"All are friends of Sir Neil, and the governor of the town, a few of them are from Wilsing, and I have heard of nearly a hundred. ”

Tarrant didn't have many friends, and most of them were adventurers who didn't have a fixed place to live, and if he wanted to hold a ball, he was afraid that ten fingers would be able to bring them over, and he asked, "Do you need any props?"

"A ring with diamonds," Goucad drew a size, "is needed for an engagement, and the girl will happily wear it and show it to everyone at the ball." ”

Katrina loves jewelry, but her father has the best gems, and Tarrant also considers that he can't even pay for the repair of his armor, let alone provide a top-of-the-line ring, which is another big problem with money.

Tony walked downstairs with a plate, "Isn't the pastor in the room?"

Doris glared at him, "Which one?"

Tarrant put down his fork, "Kira Veton?" she tossed all night, the sailor didn't leave until dawn, and she should still be resting at this moment.

"yes, her name is Kira Veton, there's no one in the room", Tony pointed to the roast goose, "she's missing out on the good stuff." ”

Yesterday she did mention going out, and Tarrant asked Gukhad, "When did you leave?"

"Well—in the morning, she went downstairs shortly after you left," Gukad recalled.

"Did she say anything?". Tarrant asked.

"She asked me for an address. ”

"Where?"

"An association. ”

"Wizards?" Tarrant asked aloud.

Chapter Ninety-One: Money Shortage