The first chapter is hard to serve

There is a small inn next to the Origin City Arena, and the shopkeeper who yearns for adventure and legend has named it: "Conqueror of the Sacred Mountain", even if the shopkeeper has never left the capital Origin City in his life, let alone conquered the Sacred Mountain. And he was now pulling at his throat and shouting:

"Don't you look what time it is? Do you take the gold I gave you just to get a good night's sleep while you are working, and waste my food at lunchtime? I wish I would kick you two little bunnies out the door right now, and let the hooves of the patrols that watch people with their nostrils trample you to shreds!"

Mr. Dilto roared as he walked towards the door of the inn, and when he found that he was no longer strong enough to lift the latch, he became even more angry, and his big round bald head turned, and he mustered up all his strength, and was ready to threaten him with another roar, when the two little servants, who were about to threaten him with another roar, got up to work, when a stocky figure came up to him.

"Good morning, Mr. Dilto. ”

The stocky figure not only lifted the latch, but also pushed it open. The morning sun shone on her fat face, and the melodious palace morning music came from afar and drifted into his ears, which finally dissipated his anger.

"Mr. Dhaka Haiyan, if you had woken up ten or fifteen minutes earlier, you would not have felt my wrath, and you might have been rewarded by me," Dilto looked out the door with his waist crossed, not noticing that Haiyan had already run to the other table to get busy.

The "Conqueror of the Sacred Mountains" inn is located near the imperial palace in the center of the plain city of Yuanxin City, and when you look out from the gate of the inn, the view is blocked by more other buildings, and you can only see the slightly muddy road in front of you and the rows of shops across the street.

Dilto gazed at the market every morning, thinking of the great city he had heard of in the mountains, and that from the window of any crude hut he could see the magnificence of his ordinary people. Of course, it was Dilto's life credo that people who often lamented that they would not become successful bosses or businessmen, so the next second he cried out at the top of his throat: "Where's that damn Ingma Rhodes?"

A head with short black and blond hair appeared behind the inn bar, grimacing, and said to Mr. Dilto, with a hippie smile: "Good morning, Mr. Dilto, I didn't expect me to get up so early to clean up, should you reward me with one hundred and eighty gold coins?"

"You bastard with a false noble name," Dilto couldn't help but smile, and yawned, now that his duty to wake up the lazy servants was done, it was time to go back to the goose-down mattress and make up for it.

At this time, his sleepy eyes suddenly noticed a burly figure appear in the doorway.

"Shameless!"

It was the first thing he heard the burly man say. This is indeed a burly man, and the inconspicuous scar on the man's forehead is about to hit the doorbeam. He was dressed in shiny but untidy iron armor, the dark green cloth he wore even showed a little bit of it, and the saber at his waist slipped down to the front of his body, which together with a dirty burden he carried, made him look sloppy.

But in the next moment, Yingma, who was lazy in the bar, turned over, and almost came to the big man with a magical speed, bowed politely and skillfully, and looked at the ground politely. "Welcome to the 'Conqueror of the Sacred Mountains' Inn, our store provides comfortable beds, hot water at any time, soft bread from the source of the city, high-grade milk from the Changmu grassland, and mellow and delicious dragon's blood wine, if you want to stay, please follow me to the second floor, if you want to eat, please follow this stupid Haiyan who is not as tall as you and you are not strong to find a table that you think you are satisfied with, if you want to have some extraordinary fun, there is a house across the street, and the girls in it are all there." Inmar gushed on and on, and Dilto was very pleased with these polite introductory words.

But the scruffy and tired knight cursed again: "I'm going to tear them to shreds and feed them to Kaku Bark!"

This time, Dilto, who thought he had read a lot of adventure biographies and was well-informed, asked: "Is your Excellency talking about the fire-breathing man-eating monster of the Scorched Land?"

The knight glared fiercely, and scolded, "You ignorant of the Empire!" he barked behind him, and then a small dog covered in golden fur ran in, barking, rubbing the knight's boots hard, and staring viciously at the innkeeper who had misinterpreted his master's words.

Yingma couldn't help but ask: "But sir, do you want to stay? It's early morning, if you stay now, it will be a day's room money at noon, two imperial gold coins"

But the knight ignored him, threw the filthy burden into his hand, and threw a shiny thing at Dilto. "The gold ingot of the Republic! It turned out to be a friend from afar!Quick, Imma, lead this distinguished guest to the most luxurious one, the one with the kennel, but sir, you are too generous, I am afraid it will take some time to find you money, after all, this gold ingot of the Republic is far more than the total amount you can spend," said Dilto, holding the almost absolutely smooth gold ingot of the Republic. "Evil beasts born of dragons and bastards!shameless man!take the money, and do as I tell you!" the knight yelled at Dilto as he picked up Kaku on the ground and reached over for him to lick.

Nayingma held his baggage, but felt heavy and dirty, and listened to the boss's orders, so he had to shut his mouth about the danger of incurring evil, and followed the knight upstairs, and tidied up for him the so-called most luxurious room with a kennel. All this time the knight kept scolding, and for a moment it was: "I want your foot to be broken!" "You bastard from the council, a lowly born worker!" "Shameless!" "I will keep this humiliation in my mind!"

In addition to these curses, the knight smelled of dampness and rust, and the Kaku was even more Sichuan, and showed great uncooperation and dislike towards Yingma. "I'm going to cut you and your master into a stew," he repeated to Kaku in his heart.

After reluctantly making the bed and settling the barking Kaku, Inma bowed again and wanted to leave.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered, and hurriedly pretended to be polite and submissive, and asked, "Honorable sir, may I ask if lunch will be delivered to your room or?"

I saw the knight take off his armor, lay down on the big bed, and said in a thick nasal voice, "You go, come and ask me again at dinner!"

Yingma secretly cheered in her heart and hurriedly retreated.

As he walked down the stairs, he could hear a loud snoring.

When I returned to the inn hall, I saw Haiyan talking to Mr. Dilto with a serious face: "Boss, I don't think it's a good thing to accept that piece of gold coins from the Republic, although the people of the Republic have always been rich and generous, but that kind of people are all pretentious officials and fat businessmen, and this knight is definitely not those two kinds of people, I doubt it." If you suspect a fart, listening to the accent, I know that he is an authentic republican, he is so bold and his image is so sloppy, it is likely that some high-ranking knight of the republic has encountered some kind of disaster, maybe he was framed and ran to our empire. Even if he is a fugitive from the Republic, the Empire's inn, whether it is the 'Conqueror of the Sacred Mountain' or the Queen's White Rose Bird, will receive him warmly and generously, as long as he has the money and does not cause trouble on our territory. Mr. Dilto analyzed aloud, and at this time Ima came up behind him, and said mysteriously: "This man wants us to leave him alone and call him for dinner in the evening."

Dhaka Haiyan huffed, "I suspect he's studying some kind of dark arts, otherwise he wouldn't be so mysterious." “

But Yingma shrugged: "He's just sleepy and tired, don't think about it stupid Haiyan, go find Mrs. Xiangfu and bring back today's potatoes, please." “

Dilto immediately stopped and said: "Haiyan, you must go around talking nonsense now, everyone on the street knows that the 'Conqueror of the Sacred Mountain' has a fugitive from the republic, and we are still doing a fart business? ”

Hai Yan nodded, it seemed that he was very interested in spying on the knight, and immediately left his work and ran upstairs.

"It's the same with you, if I hear you say a word to Mrs. Xiang Fu and her ghostly daughter, I'll let you know how good I am. Dilto also warned Inmar.

Yingma pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice, "You are powerful, you are powerful, you can kill bear monsters with your fingers." ”