Although the courteous innkeeper tried his best to recommend the "love room" to Xia Zuo, he finally booked three suites under the questioning eyes of the director.

Xia Zuo naturally understood the meaning of the little old man who was the innkeeper, although the other party misunderstood the relationship between him and Mira, but he was not surprised at all, after all, a nobleman came to the hotel with a delicate peasant girl, and it was unique like Xia Zuo.

Xia Zuo didn't know that he had made the little old man who managed the hotel begin to be puzzled, it was the first time he had encountered such a strange guest since he had managed the hotel.

He did not hesitate to open a separate large room for servants and maids, but the beautiful maids were completely dismissive of the most popular love suites in the local area, and for this alone, Xia Zuo had become the most unique aristocrat that the little old man had seen in many years.

said that he was a nobleman, but in fact, the little old man still had some speculation in his heart, with many years of experience in charge and was used to seeing all kinds of nobles, he had already honed a pair of extremely sharp eyes.

With just a glance, he can accurately guess who the other party is and where it is.

Even the other party's profession, and this little old man finally found a little confidence in Xia Zuo, the cold and bloody aura under his calm eyes, this young nobleman is definitely the kind of person in the army who kills people without blinking.

But in addition, Xia Zuo is a mysterious figure in his eyes, first of all, although he is dressed in gorgeous clothes and sits in a delicate carriage, if in terms of behavior and etiquette, Xia Zuo is not even familiar with him, a lowly hotel manager, then he looks easy-going as if he is a commoner like them.

However, the little old man in charge would never dare to speculate like this, from the plain and even slightly mocking expressions of the guests when looking at the luxurious furnishings in the hotel, it is obvious that the other party is not satisfied with the luxury of the hotel, and from this point it can be guessed that the identity of the other party is absolutely extraordinary, and even quite noble.

After all, the little old man still has a certain degree of confidence in the luxury of his hotel.

Coupled with Xia Zuo's different accents and behavioral habits, the little old man couldn't even be sure what kind of person he was for a while.

In a confused mood, he could only serve more and more diligently, and personally guide Xia Zuo to the room, although he has not heard of any news of any big people coming down to inspect recently, but it is always good to be cautious.

The interior of the room is far less splendid than it looks from the outside, but the restrained charm and the ingenious sculptures and oil paintings everywhere set off the nobility and elegance of the clean room.

The living room, bedroom, wardrobe, kitchen, fireplace and other exquisite facilities are all available, and on the opposite side of the door are eight floor-to-ceiling windows, through which the afterglow of the setting sun casts in, paving the whole room with a layer of golden red glow.

"My lord, this window is facing the street, but we are the most prosperous neighborhood here, and it is also one of the most beautiful scenery in Sarnia, we are definitely a place to live in line with your identity," the little old man politely introduced the surrounding environment to Xia Zuo.

"Alright, you can go down!Prepare the bath water for us, and go buy some change of clothes!" Buman, who had become more and more accustomed to his identity along the way, saw the slightest impatience on Xia Zuo's face, and gave the little old man a few gold coins to order.

The three of them were stained with a lot of dust along the way, especially Mira was still wearing a gray linen dress that had been torn in the village, and this was one of the reasons why the little old man misunderstood, after all, bored nobles with plenty of material resources always had some strange fetishes.

"My lord, are you going to rest first?" Buman asked softly as he looked at Natsuzo, who was standing in front of the window, while Mira, who was at a loss, stood there a little helpless, not knowing what to do.

"Let's all go down and rest! Take a shower, change your clothes, and have a good meal! It's been a hard journey!" Looking at the round golden roofs in the sunset outside the window, Xia Zuo waved his hand casually.

As the colorful lights outside the window began to flicker, the newly washed Xia Zuo sat alone in front of the window, enjoying the hotel's specially cooked veal steak.

Xia Zuo did not ask Buman and Mira to eat with him, he had already arrived in the Human Empire, and his behavior should naturally be paid attention to, although the relationship between the Campas Empire and the Rodman Empire has eased over the years, even if his identity is discovered, Xia Zuo will not be in great danger as the Lord of Campas, but the two purposes of this trip are only afraid that they will be in vain!

The juicy steak and the liquor that Xia Zuo had asked for, the hot flame with the mellow aroma of the steak lay down the throat, as if all the internal organs were on fire, surging to the limbs.

Even if Xia Zuo was used to drinking the spirits of the wasteland, he also took a few deep breaths under this amber wine at this time, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart at the abundance and extravagance of the resources of the human world, not to mention humans, even the resolute Campas orcs, if they were in this environment for a long time, they would gradually be corrupted and eroded.

Natsuzo was enjoying the rare food in the wasteland when he suddenly heard a noisy argument outside, mixed with Mira's lioness-like roar in the goblin cave.

Xia Zuo frowned slightly, hurriedly put down his knife and fork and walked to the door to look at the appearance suspiciously, the public restaurant downstairs was already in chaos at this time, and groups of gorgeously dressed nobles gathered around with a smile on their faces, waiting for the show to appear.

In the circle surrounded by the crowd, there was a group of angry guards, and some of them had even drawn their weapons, but fortunately the situation was not out of control, and on the other side they were confronted by Mira and Buman.

Xia Zuo had to admire the eyes of the little old man in charge, wearing a long red dress with golden silk, outlining Mira's figure with a concave and convex shape, taking advantage of her smooth and delicate skin and fiery red shawl long hair, Mira looked like a proud flame spirit at this time.

It's just that the appearance of holding a stool as a weapon really doesn't match the temperament of the whole outfit, and he stares fearlessly at the two dozen or so heavily armed men in front of him, while Booman is already hiding behind Mira with his head shrunk like a quail.

The little old man in charge of the short stature is talking good things with a flustered face to mediate, such as their inn restaurant, the most afraid is that the guests have disputes, neither party can afford to offend, no one can compensate for the loss of being smashed, not to mention the dilemma of being caught in the middle.

"What's the matter, what are you doing? Put away all the weapons for me!" Just as Xia Zuo's face became more and more ugly, a slightly angry shout came from the opposite room, and then a middle-aged man walked out of the door.

Ordinary in appearance, wearing a tight-fitting dress that seemed ridiculously funny to Xia Zuo, his hair was smooth with hair wax, shining brightly in the light, his neatly trimmed mustache was shaking up and down with anger, and he was wearing a dinner cloth on his chest, apparently eating like Xia Zuo.

The guards obviously heard the boss's voice, and they put away their weapons and retreated a few steps coyly, but even if the boss didn't appear, they could only be so deadlocked, after all, it was really not a glorious thing for them to confront a little girl with a bench in their hands.

As for Boomerman, the coward who had completely disappeared behind the little girl after the argument began, was obviously not in the guards' calculations.

"What's going on!" the bearded middle-aged man looked at each other, and the two of them walked downstairs and asked their own people at the same time.

"My lord, that's it!" Buman, who was so frightened that his little face turned pale, finally waited for him to come to rely on, and hurriedly ran to Xia Zuo's side and began to state, "I accompanied Miss Mila down to eat, and when I went to order food, these people somehow got into an argument with Miss Mira, and they not only scolded but also pushed Miss Mira, so they had an argument!"

"Is that so?" Xia Zuo's face turned cold, and there was a trace of fierce killing intent involuntarily in it, although he had already ordered him to keep a low profile and not make trouble, but this did not mean that someone could bully him.

Although the fierce and tyrannical aura was only fleeting, all of a sudden everyone in the restaurant couldn't help but shudder, especially the guards who faced Xia Zuo, and they had a deep understanding of the breath, only to feel that under Xia Zuo's faint gaze, a chill went straight from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads.

"Is that so?" the bearded middle-aged man's face was also difficult to look at, and the people who could live here were either rich or noble, and if it was really as the servant said, it was the beginning of their guards.

"Master, he's talking nonsense!" The guards at the head of the group listened to Buman's statement, and immediately roared angrily, although the general thing is true, but this cowardly bastard, obviously avoided the key place" Here's the thing, at first we were letting a few new guys know the rules, this lady came to interfere, we naturally couldn't let her disturb our work, so we persuaded her to leave, maybe the brothers' movements were a little bigger, accidentally touched this lady, but she brutally injured our people, and the brothers surrounded her and theorized, if you didn't show up, we must ask for an explanation!"

As he spoke, he asked his brother to come up with a man whose head had been broken, and there was still this clear red blood on the gauze wrapped around his head, and the bloody corner of the bench in Mira's hand obviously told everyone what the scar was caused by.

After the upright leader of the guards finished speaking, the crowd around him suddenly laughed, a group of heavily armed guards actually let a delicate little girl smash herself with a stool, what could be more interesting than this.

The bearded middle-aged man glared angrily at the leader of the guards, who realized that he had said the wrong thing, and blushed in the laughter.

Speaking of which, Xia Zuo also roughly understood that Mira, as a civilian, must have seen something intolerable, so that sympathy was overflowing, although it was indeed courageous to dare to face more than two dozen heavily armed guards with the strength of one person, but if it was really as the leader of the guards said, the fault of this matter was really their fault.

But since Mira is already his person, no matter what she does right or wrong, no one can bully her, not only for her, but also for any Saiyan tribe.

ps: The new book is uploaded, and I am anxious for all kinds of support, if the text does not destroy the three views of the brothers, don't forget to move your fingers! (I didn't even have a ~~~~~~~ mooncake (>_