Chapter 172: The Town
Hula~!
A light breeze blew on Aaron's body, bringing a slightly 'cool' touch, combined with the dark and deep sky and the faint sound of the wind, people didn't feel what summer should look like.
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Aaron turned to look at the town ahead, a lonely and cold town, with only three rows of houses in the center of the town remaining, and the other houses on the outskirts of the town had become dilapidated, apparently uninhabited for many years.
Even some of the houses on the outskirts of the town have collapsed to pieces, turning them into a playground for wild cats and critters.
The streets of the town are dirty grey, and the only way to clean them is on a 'rainy day'.
Unfortunately, the air is humid now, but there is no sign of rain, resulting in a slimy mud on the road, and a few bubbles can be squeezed out of the mud surface when you step on it.
It seems that Hart is right, Twilight Town should have been a good town, but unfortunately, the long-term semi-deserted state has made Twilight Town the virtue it is now.
There were very few buildings left in the town, and Aaron swept through the three rows of houses in the center of the town at a glance, and found that there was only one grocery store in the whole town, except for more than thirty ordinary houses, and a 'hotel' with a tavern below and a hotel at the topβa place so dilapidated that it was a discredit to the word 'hotel'.
"It's really deserted, it seems that this twilight town has more than a hundred people at best, right?"
Aaron shook his head and strode towards the only 'hotel' in town.
This is a 'hotel' that doesn't look much different from an ordinary house, and if it weren't for a sign with the icon of 'Wine Glasses and Vans' hanging on the house, it is estimated that Aaron would not have recognized its true function.
Squeak~!
Aaron pushed open the door of the tavern, and the dilapidated wooden door made a creaking sound, better than a bell, and a rather timely warning to the innkeeper that a guest was coming.
In less than a few seconds, a middle-aged boss with a big belly walked down from the stairs, his face looked a little surprised, probably he didn't expect customers to come here.
"Hello and welcome to the Twilight Bar. β
The middle-aged boss walked to the front of the bar counter, took out a rag from under the counter, and wiped it on the countertop.
It's a pity that the dust on the countertop is so thick that the rags are directly stuck when you go down one yard.........
"Okay........"
The middle-aged boss simply gave up on cleaning up and complained to Aaron: "Welcome to this damn place, sir, what kind of service do you need?food, lodging, or 'other' services? if you need the latter........"
"IMHO, there are no 'other' services left in this damn place. β
"If you really need a 'service,' try to reach out to other residents of the town, like the ladies who are close to forty, and I'm afraid they're still interested in making a little extra money -- as long as you can afford that 'experience.'" β
The middle-aged boss's expression was very helpless, it seemed that he had completely lost any hope for the bad situation in this place.
"A clean and tidy room.......... At least a room that is not too dirty, and a dinner that is at least passable. β
Aaron took into account the 'performance' of the middle-aged boss and had to lower the bar a little further - after all, there was only one 'hotel' in the whole town.
After speaking, Aaron took out a few gold coins directly from the bag and threw them to the middle-aged boss in the air.
The middle-aged boss hurriedly caught the gold coin, bit it with his teeth, and after confirming the authenticity, he immediately changed it to a happy smile, and responded: "Sir, don't worry, don't look at the appearance of this tavern is a little shabby, in fact, the upstairs room is still very clean........"
Speaking of which, the middle-aged boss was also a little embarrassed, so he hurriedly found a bucket and went back to fill some water.
Then, the middle-aged owner used a rag soaked in water to roughly clean the entire bar table, which gave it the appearance of a tavern.
"Well, trust me, the upstairs room is still very clean.........."
The middle-aged boss shrugged his shoulders and continued: "Regarding food, I can only provide one bean stew and bread tonight, but I also eat this thing myself, and you can be absolutely assured of the safety of the food." β
"If you have no objection, then I will continue to make dinner, and you can rest assured that there are enough beans and meat in the kitchen to cook in a pot over high heat, so you can enjoy a wonderful dinner with me." β
Aaron acquiesced to the offer, so the middle-aged boss poured Aaron a large glass of ale, turned around and went back to the kitchen to continue his work - the only thing left in the whole tavern was ale, which showed how bad the situation was.
Aaron gently shook the glass of rough ale that was somewhat cloudy, and drank it in small sips without hesitation, thinking about the information that had been prying out of Hilton's mouth.
The entrance to the Magic Mirror Manor is right in the twilight town.
However, there are rules and restrictions on the opening time of the Magic Mirror Manor, and the entrance to the manor will only open at 10 p.m. on August 5 every year, and it will last for about 8 hours.
As soon as the duration expires, the entrance to the manor closes on its own.
This means that if the intruder doesn't have time to come out by 6 a.m. the next morning, they will be trapped inside the Magic Mirror Manor - and the entrance to the Manor will not be visible again until the following year, when the Magic Mirror Manor reopens.
By that time, the intruder would have died to the point where there was not even a bit of scum left.
As for the possibility of surviving in the Magic Mirror Manor for a year and coming out again through the entrance of the manor?
Don't think about it, it's absolutely impossible.
This is not a joke, because according to the information provided by Hilton, the Magic Mirror Manor is likely to be a resource base for ancient wizards.
Ancient Ruins!
With countless traps and a dizzying array of resources, the Ancient Ruins are a place worth risking and full of danger even for official wizards.
It is impossible for any existence in the realm of witches to survive in the ancient ruins for as long as a year.
However, the Ancient Ruins are also full of opportunities, and since Hilton got the Pride Rite in the first place, Aaron must also give it a try, and maybe get something better.
In particular, the 'Magic Mirror Manor' is currently a hidden location, and has not been discovered by any wizarding academy.
The timing of the opening of the 'Magic Mirror Manor' makes its existence difficult to detect, and even the wizard students sent by the Wizarding Academy to investigate the disappearance incident will probably not be able to find any clues if they happen to hit the opening time.
"At present, there are three days left before the opening day of the Magic Mirror Manor, and I have to make some preparations in advance........
While Aaron was thinking, the middle-aged boss walked out with a large pot of bean stew, and put it in front of Aaron, and a rich aroma of meat came out, making Aaron's index finger move for a while.
"It smells good, boss, it looks like your craftsmanship is okay........."
Aaron raised his head as he spoke, but the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrankβ
There is nothing in front of me, where is the figure of the middle-aged boss?
All that's left is a pot of bean stew, steaming hot.............