Marienburg, one of the most prosperous cities in the Old World.

There is a constant stream of motorcades and people, and the banks of the river are full of busy docks. The wide river is full of ships from all over the world. The city is densely packed with buildings, and the sun is barely visible from the alleys.

Its prosperity and affluence are the envy of people throughout the Old World, and at the same time, many people from all over the world have rushed here in search of job opportunities and opportunities to make a fortune. For most outsiders, it's paradise. But again, it's hell.

Elleria weaves her way through the cosmopolitan metropolis, her eyes on the city. This was her first time in Marienburg, and from here, she was going north to Norska in search of the trails of Chaos. In the streets, crowds of people are shoulder to shoulder, and all kinds of voices are noisy. There are all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, warehouses, taverns, brothels, shops, etc., and beggars grovel at the feet of the people, ignoring the contemptuous glances of the people, and some scantily clad women even solicit customers in the streets. This made Aryria feel sick, and the smell of sweat, fish, and all kinds of strange smells came to her face.

It reminded her of her homeland, in the Esoloren Forest, in her father's domain, and the castle was spotlessly clean. Her brother is the captain of the rangers who guards the forest, and her father is a lord. At home, the air is so fresh, but here, the turbid air suffocates her. Aryria has been to many places, including human towns, but none of them are as foul as Marienburg.

But for the sake of the original goal, she could only persevere. From here, the shortest route is to take a boat north. In order to follow in the footsteps of Chaos, she can only do this. Time waits for no one, and no one knows when the next Mogul will appear.

Crossing the bustling street, Elleria found a fairly clean hotel, at least, there were no prostitutes soliciting business.

She glanced at the sign above her head and stepped inside.

The environment here is okay, not too crowded, and compared to those low-cost hotels, this hotel is already very good. Following the narrow passage, the Wood Elf walked to the innermost counter.

Even though she tried her best to hide her identity, her two long pointed ears inevitably told the people around her that she was an elf.

Aryria walked over to the counter and removed her hood, her long silver-white hair falling over her shoulders. Even if he wraps himself tightly, his beautiful figure still attracts the attention of many human men. The slender waist is hidden under the green travel robe, the thighs are well-proportioned and tight, and the perfect proportions are matched with the long and silky hair, which makes people want to take a few more looks.

is also beautiful, and her innocent and lovely face. It looks elegant and moving in the firelight. A series of crisp sounds emanated from her pale red lips, tickling her heart.

"Asked for a single room. ”

Aryria said.

The guy at the counter was stunned for a moment, and the female elf noticed that the human boy was staring at her chest with his immature eyes. Although you can't see anything from the neckline of the shallow V, the fabric on the chest can't hide the two towering peaks......

"Okay, I'll take a look at it for you. ”

It took a while for the boy to come back from his trance and begin to flip through the booklet of room reservations.

While the boy was flipping through the booklet, Aryria brushed her long hair, wearing a hood all the way, and her messy hair was crammed into the narrow hat, making her very uncomfortable.

"Hello, ma'am, there are still three ......"

"Three rooms, huh?"

Before the dwarves approached, Aryria noticed them. An innate sense of disgust rises in the hearts of both parties. She wanted to walk away, but thought it might be the only clean hotel in the neighborhood. I endured it and waited to book a room. She only stayed here for one night and left the next morning. There's no need to mess around with these dwarfs here.

"Well, yes, gentlemen......"

The guy turned around and said. He was about to talk to the elves again when several dwarves stopped him.

"Okay, we're all booked. "Ranwen

The fat dwarf with the black beard grabbed a handful of silver coins from his pocket and threw them on the table at the counter. It can be seen that these dwarves mix well in the city. Marienburg was originally an open and inclusive city. There are people from all over the world, dwarves, elves, and it is not uncommon here. Similarly, the elves were usually here to trade with the people of the Old World, while the dwarves often found good work here due to their skilled casting techniques.

Aryria didn't care what these dwarves were doing, she didn't want to find fault, but now, the other party came to the door. Some old feuds about elves and dwarves are at work. They sat on stools, clamoring for the rest of the room.

"But...... The lady came first ......"

Faced with such a scene, the guy didn't know how to respond. He just said it honestly, trying to explain it to a few dwarves and making them take a step back and speak. But the dwarves who had just drunk clearly showed no signs of regression, and they had come to find fault. Come to find the stubble of the elves......

"But it's the money we paid first, don't you see? silver shilling, on the table. ”

The fat dwarf said, gesturing to the currency scattered across the table.

"If this lady can't afford it, let her leave as soon as possible, lest you be embarrassed here. ”

Blackbeard's fat dwarf then taunted.

"But, a couple of gentlemen ......"

The man's words were interrupted again by the blackbeard dwarf.

"Why, don't you think it's enough, I'll give you five more silver shillings, and I'll take the rest of the room." ”

With the strength of the wine, the dwarves continued to make trouble.

Finally, the silent Irelia no longer held back. She narrowed her eyes, squinting at the wine-smelling dwarves beside her, and knocked the leading black-bearded dwarf out of her chair, and by the way, swept a table of silver coins to the ground.

"A room. ”

The Wood Elf repeated. Unhurriedly, she took out two silver shillings from her bosom and placed them on the table. This was originally the standard of the hotel. According to the rules and order, this is the code of conduct that the elves have always had.

The people of Marienburg are used to fighting in the tavern, and if it weren't for a very serious mass fight, the security team here would basically not be dispatched. People were surprised that this slender and thin female elf had so much strength that she could knock several sturdy dwarves off their seats with one punch......

And it looks like nothing.

"Get her down!"

The blackbearded dwarf who had been knocked to the ground shouted, a cut in the corner of his eye, dark red blood pooling under his bruised skin.

He was furious, but before a group of dwarven friends could pick up the guy, the wood elf kicked him out again, knocking down three tables along the way before he barely stopped, and the other two troublesome dwarves were knocked to the ground by one before they could fight back. The sharp Hidden Blade ejected from Eliria's hand, but she didn't make a move as she grabbed the fat dwarf. Things haven't come to this point yet, I'm just here to stay overnight, and there is no need to be tracked down by the city's police.

Elleria let go of a couple of drunken dwarves, and when she walked to the counter again, the guy was dumbfounded.

"Can I use the room now?"

She asked softly, as if nothing had happened.