The city of Amarou, the road of jewel flowers.

This is one of the most prosperous realms of the Black Dragon Territory, but this is also the most mixed place for the Black Dragon Territory.

The newly constructed Jewel Flower Road, which was originally part of the border between the Outer City and the Upper Town, has become even more complicated after the recent opening of the passage to the Dark Territory of Karp City. Just as the Black Dragonlord was deliberately indulging here, the new gem path around a naturally sunken crypt was not only the black-clad guards in black uniforms, not only the short, stocky, rude, ugly-speaking goblins and kobolds who liked to wander around in groups, but also the wanderers who traveled between the two cities, the magic traders who used storage items to resell their resources back and forth, and some poor people who had fled from other places.

However, the Black Dragonling's attitude towards this place is not the business of a small businessman like Jean Laprado, he is just a small hotel, and naturally the more outsiders he has, the happier he is.

This year, I heard that the people in the south are still dying one by one, and it would be good to have such a place to make money, who cares what you and others do.

"Boss, a pot of flaming knives!"

The stout dwarf sitting at the staircase on the first floor slapped the table, and Jean Laprado hurriedly took a pot of white wine in a transparent bottle from the wine rack behind him and handed it to the apprentice, "Hey!

Watching the dwarf's heroic drunkenness, the innkeeper with a round waist and a wide body remembered the last young adventurer who got drunk and made trouble and paid his money bag to himself. This kind of liquor jointly launched by the Ministry of Agriculture and the Ministry of Civil and Commercial Affairs is amazing, although it is brewed with grain, the cost is a little high, but this pot of two pots is really strong - the kind of strong that can be lit when you touch a little fire.

"Boss, do you still have a room?"

Jean Laprado's reverie was interrupted by the young adventurer's question, who glanced at the young man in a black cloak standing at the counter, and then at the other four behind him, and the fat innkeeper was surprised: "There are only four rooms, and the rest are the beds in some large rooms, which one do you want?"

"To ask for three houses, that's a deposit. Dressed in a black cloak, the emaciated Cirico handed the table two gold dragon head coins that were common to the black dragon collar.

Jean Laplado smiled and squinted his eyes and hurriedly picked up two gold dragon head coins, and took a look at them, genuine!

"Okay, Luther, why are you still standing! Hurry up and take these guests to the room! Remember to bring some hot water later." By the way, do you need anything more from the guests? Our liquor here is the most famous liquor in the region, and even the most alcoholic dwarven blacksmith would not dare to drink three pots in a row! And it's sold today at a 20% discount. ”

"Yes, bring me a pot and calculate it with the house money. As soon as Sirico was about to refuse, he was picked up by the priest Ayton, who was talking to the female wanderer, the playboy priest Ayton, a believer in the red-haired lady Shannie, the god of love and goodness, and like the gods he believed, one of Ayton's greatest pleasures was to go around tasting good wine.

"Ayton!" the relatively calm mage stopped the priest at midnight, "You're here to do business again, and you forgot about the last time you were drunk and almost beheaded as a devil believer?"

"Uh-huh......" Midnight's voice was not loud enough for Ayton in front of him to hear, and the prodigal young priest was torn up at a transparent wine bottle in front of him—the innkeeper on the side was still slightly shaking a little crystal liquid in his wine glass, and the mellow aroma of wine provoked Ayton like a delicate girl's snort.

Pursed his mouth fiercely, Ayton finally had to withdraw the hand on the wine bottle, "Thank you boss for your recommendation, I have a chance to taste it, I don't have a chance to ...... today"

Roar –

Boom Boom Boom ......

As they spoke, a dull roar suddenly erupted from underground, followed by a series of terrifying sounds from the collapse of the mountain, and the entire square-shaped inn painted in striking yellow swayed violently twice in this series of changes.

"Don't panic, everyone! Don't panic, everyone! This is the evil dragon locked in the underground and let it out! It's safe here--hey! You haven't paid for the wine yet! Luther! Go and call someone next door, don't let him run ......."

As soon as the commotion caused by the dragon ended, the first floor of the hotel was divided into two scenes:

Adventurers who have been living here for a while, or some locals who have nothing to do at night and drink two glasses to listen to the adventurers' bragging, sit in the corner and watch the excitement very calmly, while others are adventurers like Siriko who have just entered this place, they don't know what is going on, when the terrifying power of the adult bronze dragon spreads, some of the adventurers who reacted quickly have already entered the battle state, and for a time the field is very lively and colorful.

- A bearded dwarf in heavy armor even pulled out a heavy hammer he had with him.

Midnight put down the staff that was about to cast a spell and walked to a half-elf male who was drinking, and asked politely, "The goddess of the forest, Alona, this friend of the jungle, can you please tell me which dragon the boss just talked about?"

"Goddess, I understand what you mean, ma'am, but unfortunately it is not the natural disaster. The half-elf got up and stroked the emblem of the leaping unicorn painted on his chest, and said with regret: "The one who was imprisoned underground is His Excellency the Wrath of the Great Sea, who challenged the natural disaster half a year ago, and I heard that he deliberately challenged the evil dragon from the seas further south with his righteous companions in order to avenge his brother. ”

"Unfortunately, as you can see, his friends were either killed or captured, and His Excellency Zienhoff lost his freedom. In the end, the half-elf drank a glass of wine with regret, looking indignant, and longed to replace the bronze dragon to mine underground.

"Hey, outsider, if you want me to say that what kind of Zyringhoff is looking for his own death, what is the reason why he is looking for the lord, it is not certain. Didn't you also have that trade wind messenger, a silver dragon, or a countess, who also stole the loom that our lord was studying? Who knows what that Zienhoff is for!" The middle-aged man at the other table listened for a long time, and his mouth was full of disdain:

"If you want me to see it, Your Excellency Hathaway is too kind-hearted, so you should also hang this evil dragon and those self-righteous rescuers in the South Larch Forest as fertilizer!

Midnight and Cranvo Lyons couldn't help but glance at each other, they didn't expect this infamous dragon to have such popularity in the hearts of their own people.

The middle-aged man was finally picked up by a hairy boy who was only half a person tall and shouted away at the door of the hotel, and the angry half-elf could only curse a curse after taking a deep breath for a long time, "Hmph! The lackey of the evil dragon!

Midnight shook her head helplessly, they didn't say a few words, and the eyes of the people in the hotel were not very friendly anymore, and after a casual chat, the female mage chose to leave.

"Friend, take a long-term view, there are still many righteous people in this world after all, and the world of truth, goodness and beauty will come after all. Ayton, who didn't know when he touched the wine bottle, saw that the people in the hotel were not good, and when he left, he kindly comforted the half-elf. The last warrior to go up the stairs, Kranvo, also patted the half-elf on the shoulder at the end, "You can come to us if you need anything." ”

Today's first shift, I boiled a little hard yesterday, my brain is confused, let's rest and move again. That's right.,Eight thousand collections.,The last 24 hours of the first order of 290 successfully hit the street {*/?\*} But I'll try to finish writing the drop.,Thank you for the three hundred people who are still supporting Ben Mao.。