After a few more chatters with the adventurer, Uriel said goodbye and left, in such a backward era, there are not many ways for people to entertain, although Ao Xingfeng is dealing with this problem, but it is only carried out in the city of Sintia, the country is peaceful, and the people's pockets are somewhat rich, so what should I do?

The most common and common places of entertainment are taverns and brothels, these two places are mixed, and there is no shortage of people who mingle in such places all year round, and the ruffians and hooligans account for the majority, and they are not lacking in any system in any era, but they are not really useless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although these indiscriminate words and deeds are vulgar and dirty and obscene, the so-called cats have cat paths and rats have rat paths. In the world, everyone has their own unique way of making a living. It is precisely because there are peers who are not equally beneficial, as long as the knowledge learned is needed by the society, even if it is not a dragon-slaying skill, there will be something that you are good at.

These ruffians usually do things like stealing chickens and dogs, but sometimes they also act as information mongers, and you may not be able to learn any big secrets from them, but even the little things that don't matter, if used properly, can have an unexpected effect.

Entering a full tavern, the first thing is the smell of inferior wine, and then there is a mixture of foot odor, sweat smell, bad breath and fishy smell, although he is a monarch of a country, Uriel is not so squeamish as to be angry because of this, just frowns and walks quickly to the bar of the tavern.

"Welcome, original guest, what would you like to order?" the tavern owner greeted him warmly.

"Wine, five glasses, filled. The smell around him made Uriel unable to open his eyes, and he would hold back for a while with each breath.

After a few glasses of inferior wine, Uriel gradually adjusted to the smell of his surroundings and began to squint and listen carefully to the conversation of the people around him.

"Did you hear? Cripple Havers went with Lord Tyrion to the city of Cyntia last month, where it is said that there lived a group of celestials, all of whom were as beautiful as immortals, and a young man who was with him had the good fortune to gain the favor of a celestial and settle there with everything. Don't forget to call me next time anyone is going to Cynthia City!"

"Lame Havers, the old guy who robbed his third daughter-in-law, then he must be so jealous that he is red-eyed. ”

"Hahaha, you really guessed right, every time lame Havers mentions this matter, it is really a thunderstorm, it is said that the young man is just one of his henchmen, the reason why he took it was just too lazy to carry luggage on the road, after the young man got the favor of a celestial, the lame Havers even wanted to follow the stain, and the young man cut off contact with him in person. The royal city of Sintia was not a place where he could go wild with his lameness, so he just rolled back. ”

"Hah! Good young man, at last someone has made the old bully smack. ”

"That's not it, what is the identity of the celestials? The nobles of Sintia! The momentum of the people can scare the lame leg into rolling a few times with just one look. ”

After listening, Uriel shook his head, typical folk gossip, but the celestial man mentioned by the two people was something he had never heard of, this celestial man who had never revealed any news to the outside world, was it also a secret trump card of Sintia?

In addition to this gossip, Uriel eavesdropped on 4 or 5 gossip before and after, but the content of these gossips has no value at all, nothing more than boring deeds such as who stole whose chicken, who stole who's daughter-in-law, etc., but the degree of boredom of gossip depends greatly on the stability of a country, and only when people solve the problem of food and clothing can they talk about such a boring topic again.

After taking a closer look at the clothes of the customers, the locals were wearing some new clothes, and the complexions on their faces were very healthy, it seemed that the people of Cintia were really doing well, Uriel thought.

Just when he thought that this tavern had no valuable information and was about to move on to other homes, a young man slammed open the door of the tavern in a panic and shouted, "Someone is fighting outside! It's the Squirrel Party and a few outsiders!"

The entire tavern exploded in an instant, and everyone rushed out in a swarm, and Uriel gestured to several guards around him, and then chased him out.

In the street not far from the tavern, a group of ruffians who didn't look like a good thing surrounded four emaciated women, and one ruffian curled up and fell to the ground wailing.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful, what about your brother's momentum just now? Do you really think we are bullies?" shouted a ruffian with hair like a chicken coop, waving the wooden stick in his hand.

When he first saw such a situation, Uriel put his hand on the hilt of his sword and prepared to eliminate the harm for the people, but before he could enter it, he heard the ruffian-looking man say such a thing, so he frowned, it seemed that the situation was not simple, and the momentum that had just risen was also suppressed, intending to see what was the choice first.

"We're just weak women who are powerless, how can we bump into an adult man like you. One of the women who was surrounded said delicately, looking at the charming and bewitching figure, listening to this sultry voice, if it weren't for the tight and powerful thighs, Uriel would probably be as indignant as the civilians around him at this time.

This is not to say that there is anything wrong with having tight thighs, but the legs of the woman who spoke have obviously been trained for a long time, and although the outline is not obvious, Uriel can clearly feel the explosive power hidden in those legs, and the woman is not really a good person.

"You squirrels are a scourge! Look at the people who are just a group of petite beauties, where do you have the strength and guts to hit your people? Now it's not the Titanlia of the past, no one supports you, and you dare to be so rampant?" a young and vigorous onlooker roared, blushing and thick-necked.

Other onlookers were mobilized to condemn the Squirrels' actions.

The eldest brother of the squirrel party who came out for his brother seemed a little flustered, he wanted to explain something, although he was angry that this group of guys didn't see anything and blamed indiscriminately, but he was even more afraid that the city guards would come over and think it was their fault, several members of the squirrel party desperately explained to the onlookers, but two punches are hard to beat four hands, they just have a few mouths, how can they say that there are hundreds of onlookers?

Don't look at the guys they all have in their hands, but under Sintiya's extremely strict law enforcement, they don't dare to really attack people at all, and holding something in their hands is just to fill the scene.

Several Templars who were repairing in the city saw the quarrel and ran over and pushed through the crowd.

"These guys from the squirrel party have made a big deal, so they don't die when they meet the border guards, and they have to take off half of their skin if they don't die. One onlooker gloated.

The squirrel ruffians were paralyzed to the ground in fright when they saw that it was the Templars, and they forgot to say anything to defend themselves.