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A week later, Lake Fog Town. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Located at the northern end of the Grizzly Plains, at the junction of the city-states of Moro and Babylonia, Lakefog is close to the treacherous Lich Mountains and the Monster Forest.

The town is not very large, the old and simple buildings silently tell the vicissitudes of time, the walls covered with night vines can vaguely distinguish the reliefs of the demon gods, and the streets paved with black rock are smooth and neat, and the lights of the shops on both sides of the street glow with a dim yellow color.

Since there is no artificial sun like the Dawn Fire, the town relies on the light of the stars in the night sky and the lights under the eaves of the shops all year round, and it is difficult to distinguish between day and night here, and the townspeople can only keep track of time by the bells of the Demon Temple in the center of the town.

There are many adventurers and hunters who come to the town, and they often enter the town in droves, take a supply break in the town, go to the pub to inquire about some news, and then go into the mountains and forests to hunt for treasure, and many leave and never return.

As the bells of the town's Demon Temple slowly struck five times, two adventurers rode into the town on gray camel horses.

The gray camel horse is the favorite riding of adventurers, it is shorter than ordinary horses, has thick limbs, strong endurance, can easily carry heavy items to climb mountains and mountains, and is also an indispensable equipment for adventure experience.

The two adventurers were a samurai and a mage, the samurai was strong and strong, the mage wore a cloak, and his whole body was shrouded in black robes and his face could not be seen clearly, such a combination was very common among adventurers, so the appearance of the two did not attract anyone's attention, but a few black elves with their heads scratching their heads stood on the side of the street and greeted them warmly, hoping to attract some business for each shop.

"Brave samurai, come and have a look at Anro's Apothecary, here are the potions you need most, all of them to heal and replenish demons and restore physical strength!"

"Adventurers from afar, do you need good magic weapons? We have the best dwarven blacksmith master in Lakefog Town here!"

...... The two adventurers ignored the Black Elves' calls and walked unhurriedly towards the town, the warrior who walked in front of him looking left and right as if he was looking for something.

Suddenly, a thin figure sprang out of a dark alley beside the street, and rushed to the gray camel that the samurai was riding, and the frightened gray camel neighed and stood up.

The other party obviously didn't expect such an accident, and was completely stunned and stayed motionless, watching the huge horse's hooves trample down heavily towards him.

Seeing that a tragedy was about to happen, a slender horsewhip suddenly and silently whipped sideways, pulling the guy aside as he caught it, avoiding the fate of being trampled into meat sauce.

"Be careful..."The samurai, who was holding his horse in one hand and wielding a whip in the other, frowned, his voice gentle but majestic.

"Samurai, Samurai-sama, yes, I'm sorry," said the thin man who had escaped the catastrophe as he sat down on the ground and stammered.

He spoke the Demon language in a non-standard manner, and his body shape was more like a weak child in front of the tall samurai, with dark green skin, shrunken limbs, pointed ears, and large eyes, clearly indicating that he was a goblin.

Goblins are the native natives of the Abyss Realm, whose history is far longer than that of the demons, and it is said that in ancient times, goblins once had a glorious civilization and ruled the Abyss Realm, and once appeared in the surface world, but eventually their civilization disappeared into the long river of history.

Although the number of goblins living in the abyss realm is very large, they have the lowest status, often playing the role of demon slaves and farmers, and the weak goblins are not only good at farming and handicrafts, but the individual strength is insignificant in front of the powerful demons, and even the dwarves can bully them wantonly.

Therefore, in a situation like the one just now, even if the samurai deliberately rode his horse and trampled him to death, no one would pay the slightest attention.

"What's your name, reckless little one?" the samurai asked, waving his hand, "Can you tell me where the best inn in town is?"

"Venerable Samurai, my name is Nudo, I grew up in Huwu Town, and no one knows everything here better than me..."The goblin got up from the ground very cleverly, nodded and said, "The best in the town is the Silver Sparrow Hotel, I am willing to take you there." ”

Observing words and emotions is one of the essential survival skills for the weak, and the goblins are clearly aware of the kindness of the samurai - a rare quality of the demons, and this samurai gives him the feeling of a nobleman, a real nobleman!

Bite!

A gold coin that shimmered with an alluring light landed in front of the goblin.

"Very well, this is a reward for you..."The samurai said lightly, "Let's go." ”

The goblin was overjoyed, and with lightning speed he pinched the gold coin on the ground in his hand, and then looked around vigilantly, only to find several greedy rays of light not far away.

Such a gold coin is enough for goblins not to be bothered by hunger for several months.

The goblin was suddenly clever, and he immediately rushed to the front, bending down and smiling to lead the way for the generous samurai.

Perched on the left side of a street near the center of town, the Silver Sparrow Inn is a five-storey building that surpasses all the townhouses except the Demon God Temple, and its symbol is the silver night lark, which is proved by four fierce warriors guarding the doorway.

The first floor of the hotel is a lively restaurant and bar, the second floor is a special box, and the third floor is above the accommodation room, where you can enjoy a lot of entertainment that is only available in the city, it is a frequent gathering place for the top people in the town, and it is also the most luxurious consumption place in the whole Huwu Town. Business at the inn was doing quite well, and when the two adventurers came to the counter, they were told that there was only one luxury suite left.

"The price of a night is 30 gold coins...", the steward of the hotel specially emphasized: "This is the best room in our hotel, and it is usually not rented out to the public." ”

In fact, the price is too high to prohibitive, even those hunters who have made a fortune in the Warcraft Forest will not waste gold coins in this meaningless luxury suite, if it is a regular customer, it can be discounted, but the face of the samurai is very unfamiliar, of course the steward of the hotel will not take the initiative to relax, and he is also a little skeptical that the other party can afford to live in such an expensive room.

Syllable!

A coin that radiated a rainbow of light was thrown on the counter, and the innkeeper's pupils suddenly shrank, because this was a real magic crystal coin, and one magic crystal coin was worth as much as a hundred gold coins!

"Let's stay for two nights," said the samurai, to put it mildly, "find two more maids to serve my wife, don't be clumsy!"

"Yes, Lord Samurai, I will arrange it for you..."The hotel steward looked at the silent magician standing next to the samurai, and his waist immediately bent down, and his attitude was ten points respectful.

Not only for the magic crystal coin in front of him, but also for the other party's demeanor, which showed that he was definitely not an ordinary adventurer, and was most likely a traveler of some large family - the adventurer's outfit was just a simple disguise.

Such a character is not something that the innkeeper can offend, let alone the samurai's gesture is so generous.

"I heard you have an underground trading market here, I don't know," the samurai asked in a slightly lowered voice.

The hotel steward smiled understandingly: "My lord, you are definitely in the right place, this market is in the underground of our hotel, and there will be an auction every other week, if you are interested, I will take you down tomorrow night to have a look, I believe that with your participation, this auction will be more brilliant!"

"That's great," the samurai nodded, "take us to our room, and tell the kitchen to prepare two dinners, which would be fine." ”

The innkeeper hurriedly agreed, and was glad to have a big customer.

The best suites are on the top floor of the inn, and while there is no magic platform to climb up and down the floor, it's a quick climb up the stairs.

After the two adventurers had entered the suite, the innkeeper respectfully departed to arrange for the maid and dinner, and the magician finally took off his cloak and revealed a beautiful face that had captivated the country and the city.

This magician was none other than the Night Martial Emperor, and the warrior who accompanied her was of course Han Fei.

Half a month ago, after the Moro Legion defeated the Red Wing Legion on the Grizzly Plain and returned triumphantly, Han Fei and Emperor Yewu, who were the greatest heroes, did not participate in the celebration ceremony, but quietly left the Moro city-state and came to Huwu Town after a roundabout trek of more than ten days.

Of course, the two of them are not swimming in this abyssal realm, but preparing for the next move, and the final destination is Babylonia, the old nest of the Red Wing family.

"How's it going?" Han Fei said softly.

"It's getting closer and closer, but it's best like this..."Emperor Night Martial said lightly, a trace of undetectable murder flashed in his beautiful eyes: "We'll solve it here!"

Three days ago, the two people who had just entered the Grizzly Plain were aware of some stalkers behind them at the same time, these trackers were quite far away and their movements were extremely secretive, if it wasn't for the strength of the two of them, it would not be easy to find.

For the past three days, the figure of this group of trackers has always loomed, and their target surnames are quite obvious, Han Fei and Night Martial Emperor, who have a special purpose, of course, can't accommodate some more dangerous factors behind them, but they just temporarily endured it when they couldn't judge the other party's intentions and didn't have a suitable opportunity.

And beyond Lakefog Town to the east, you will enter the city-state of Babylonia, that is, the territory of the Red Wing family.

(To be continued)