Under the gray sky, cold raindrops continue to bloom on the cobblestone pavement, turning into frosty notes, weaving a winter twilight sonata in the empty streets.

It's hard to see such a lonely sight on the usual applewood trail. Most Westside residents have the impression that Ochedant in early winter has a pleasant atmosphere.

However, a sudden freezing rain dispersed the street vendors and pedestrians, cramming them into the shops and taverns along the road.

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The business of the Black Vitex Rose is as good as ever, and even more lively than usual.

Travelers, merchants, adventurers and bards gathered around the fireplace to share anecdotes from their travels.

The rustling of firewood, the splashing of sparks, the spilled foam of wine, the laughter of familiar and strange guests, all brewed, fermented, and precipitated into the most mellow wine in the noisy air of the hall.

A small number of them are locals, and most of them are travelers passing through the area, and most of them know each other for life. However, two glasses of ale and a plate of barbecue can help these travelers put aside their estrangement and talk about each other, like old friends who have not seen each other for many years, even if they may part ways after tonight, and even never see each other again for the rest of their lives.

Meeting and living in the moment is probably a culture unique to travelers.

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It was not the first time she had seen such a scene in the eyes of Lina, but in this cold winter twilight, at the end of this rare year, a strange atmosphere seemed to be dissipating.

Of course, this did not affect her own work, and at this moment Lena looked at the strange guest wrapped in a black coat in front of her with a cold face.

"Please give me a single room. ”

Without saying anything, Lena skillfully retrieved the form on the counter, picked up a quill pen and dipped it in some ink, and motioned with her eyes for the guest to declare herself so that she could register.

“...... Jude. Stray...... Swordsman. ”

Noticing the obvious hesitation and pause in his speech, Lena looked up at the guest: unkempt black hair drenched with rain, amber eyes completely dull, and a look of undisguised fatigue and loneliness.

is so depressed, probably what kind of heavy blow she suffered before, the bartender smiled in her heart, she has seen too many such people.

Fluently jotting down the guest's information, Lena glanced at the room table, took out a key with the "207" mark on it and placed it on the counter, and at the same time traced the line on the price list with her fingertips expressionlessly, "Single room_3 copper coins/day".

Someone whistled not far away: "Lena is still as cold as ever." ”

Glancing at the drunken drinker with her spare eyes, Lena's face did not change, and she did not pay any attention to him.

At the same time, her boss's voice came from the other side: "And who says it's not, my Johnson." And, this guest from afar, welcome to the Black Vitex Rose, please make this your home. But remember not to fight in the halls, Lena doesn't like to wipe the blood off the table. ”

Smiling at all incomprehensible warmth, Lena continued to look at the guest in front of her, who had not yet paid.

Turning a deaf ear to the ridicule and admonition of others, the boy did not say a word, he took out three copper coins and placed them on the table, put away his keys, and then walked up the stairs in silence.

Lena paid a little attention to the strange guest, then withdrew her gaze and continued to tidy up the counter.