It seems that it is a dwarven tradition to build houses semi-underground, as is the case in the Valley of Coldridge, as is the case with Karanos, and even with Sersama.

However, unlike the snow-capped dwarven villages of the Coldridge Valley, the dwarven rooftops of Sersama are piles of fertile soil, overgrown with edible plants specially cultivated by the dwarves, and at first glance, they look like green mounds.

Of course, the interior of the house is still the dwarven favorite rock, which is inevitable even for the dwarven inn.

"Welcome to the Fireplace Inn, I'm the owner of the Hostel, Vedra Fireplace!"

"The inn offers dwarven spirits, which are certainly inferior to the Thunder Ale of Karanos. However, our specialty, the Cersama blood sausage, is much better than the Thunder Ale Roasted Cliff Boar Ribs. ”

"So, overall, we're better off than the Thunder Hotel, well, that's it!"

Somewhat amused, looking at the serious chatter of the dwarf named Vidra Fireplace in front of him, apparently taking the Thunder Inn in Karanos as a competitor, Scott laughed and popped out a silver coin.

"As you wish, boss, a large glass of dwarven spirits, and a Selsama blood sausage!"

"Okay!"

Seeing that Scott had ordered the hotel's specialties as he had hoped, Vidra shook the silver coin in his hand and shook his voice to the back kitchen.

"A large glass of dwarven spirits, a Selsama blood sausage!"

"Got it!"

"Bastard Vidra, according to your sales, the black bear of Rock Mordan must be extinct!"

The dwarf chef in the back kitchen also raised his voice and roared back, but the movements of his hands were fast, and as soon as Scott found a place in the hall of the inn and sat down, the thick and sturdy dwarven girl brought a wooden tray with a large wooden cup of orange-yellow dwarven spirits, and a large plate of thick blood sausage that was still steaming.

The blood sausage is made by mixing the rump meat of the black bear with the rump meat of other Rokmodan specialties, plus the special spices of the chef of the fireplace inn, which exudes a strong mixed aroma, and the bite is full of oil, but it is fat but not greasy, which makes people want to stop.

And such a dish was obviously very much to Scotter's appetite, a large mouthful of blood sausage, a large sip of spirits, and soon a set meal was wiped out by Scotter.

"Boss, one more!"

"Okay!"

Vidra Fireplace shouted in agreement, and was about to shout to the back kitchen, when he saw his dwarf chef, who was also his brother, Kadra Fireplace, coming out of the kitchen with a partition

"Vidra, my brother, stop shouting, there is no more black bear rump meat!"

"I can't do Sersama blood sausage!"

"Then why don't you let Old Verin send some more?"

The conversation between the Fireplace Brothers intrigues Scott, and when talking about Old Verin, Cadera. The expression of the fireplace was visibly lowered.

"Old Verin can't come. ”

"Do you know the old black charcoal?"

"Is that the biggest black bear in Lockmordan?"

"A few days ago, when Old Verin went out to hunt black bears, he was ambushed by Old Black Charcoal, and although he finally escaped back, he lost a leg and could never hunt black bears again. ”

"What can I do? Old Verin is the best hunter in Sersamar, and the other hunters want to hunt black bears, but they are still a little short. ”

"Could it be that in my life, I will never be able to sell Sersama's blood sausage again?"

As soon as the reason for the matter was revealed, Vydra Fireplace began to walk quickly behind the counter, Sersama blood sausage is the signature of the Fireplace Hotel, and a considerable number of tourists come every year for the food, which incidentally increases the other business income of the Hotel, and once this signature dish is lost, the Hotel will immediately fall into a state of great reduction in the flow of customers.

"Where's the old black charcoal you're talking about?"

At this moment, a voice interjected into the conversation between the two, and the two dwarves looked up together, seeing the guest who had just feasted on Sesselsama's blood sausage and was expecting another one.

"You want to go hunting old black charcoal?"

"That's the biggest black bear in the whole of Lokmodan, I heard that it is three meters tall, and it stands up and crosses two floors!"

Apparently Kadra Fireplace was full of doubts about Scott's abilities, and even Sersamar's most shrewd hunter had been planted, so what could the defenseless big man in front of him do?

But compared to his second brother, Vidra. The fireplace didn't have too many concerns, and the business of the inn was what he wanted to see.

But before that, he still symbolically expressed his doubts.

"This guest, are you really going to hunt old black charcoal?"

"Didn't your poster say that the stronger and older the Lokmodan black bear, the stronger the taste when made into blood sausage?"

"The deliciousness of Sersama's blood sausage conquered my taste buds and I wanted to eat the most delicious blood sausage. ”

"Apparently that old black charcoal is the best ingredient. ”

Scott's finger pointed to the wall of the hotel, and Vidra Fireplace looked at Scott's finger and saw the food poster he had put up, the content of which he had written, of course, although there were some exaggerated elements in it, but it was also true that as the text described, the older and more powerful the Rokmodan black bear, the more delicious Celsama blood sausage could be.

Immediately, like a drowning man grasping at a straw, he grabbed Scott's palm.

"If you can get rid of the old black charcoal, I'll make Sersamar's blood sausage for free, and I'll give you three glasses of dwarven spirits!"

"We don't know where Old Black Carbon is now, but we do know his second nest. ”

"In the past hills of the Valley of the Kings, there is a cave where Old Black Carbon lives. ”

"But be careful, it's a big bear!"

。。。。。。

Following the direction of Vydra Fireplace, Scott headed towards the cave of Old Black Carbon.

It's true or false that he wants to hunt old black charcoal because of the delicacy of Sersama's blood sausage, and it's really because Sersama's blood sausage is really delicious, but it's Scott who wants to know some news with the help of Vydra Fireplace, and dealing with an innkeeper is a favor in addition to money.

Coming out of the Coldridge Valley, although Modimus gave a little money for the journey, he had already consumed almost all the way before he ate a portion of the last funds of Sersama's blood sausage.

Scott originally planned to eat another blood sausage and began to do it through the innkeeper to take on a little hire assignment, but the old black charcoal matter allowed him to find a better breakthrough and source of funding.

Over three successive low hills, a relatively tall mountain appeared in front of Scotter, and the natural mountain path that spiraled up and the rocks like sheep's heads all told that this was the destination of Scotter's trip. The mountain where the old black charcoal is located. (To be continued.) )

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