Chapter 47: The Sacrificial Saint of Western Illusion (11)
Yu Shu's words drew the attention of everyone in the hotel to the poor waiter, but Beve, who stopped on the stairs, did not follow suit.
Because after being amazed by Yu Shu's face, she found that this face was a little familiar, very similar to the blonde girl she had secretly envied before.
But how could it be, after the girl became a saint, she was personally sent by the bishop to the Dark Forest, which is the territory of the evil god, how could the person who would let the temple go.
Bev was uneasy, and she said to herself that the blonde girl who could easily attract everyone's attention as soon as she appeared in front of her was not the saint, but her heart was still beating wildly.
Bev, who had always thought that unlike the selfish oracles and bishops of the temple, was always kind, for the first time found that she was not so kind.
In the possibility of the saint coming back alive, Bev was not glad for the blonde girl who was coaxed, but thought that the saint would return to the temple, and the Bishop would not send another saint to the dark forest.
Bev clutched the key in her hand and looked at the girl who stood in the light, her skin looking more and more radiant and fair, more beautiful than the elves who were known for their beauty.
With such beauty, if she returned to the temple, no one would be willing to send her back to the castle of the evil god.
Bev thought about losing her mind, until the pain in her palms woke her up and she refocused her gaze on the hall.
By this time, the merchants and the waiters of the inn had moved out of the way, revealing the men who had been squeezed into the back.
Alger, who was also a waiter, saw that he had been chosen to serve by the beautiful young lady, and jealously wanted to beat him with his fist.
"Miss, Nishizawa was kindly picked up by his wife to come to the hotel, he just came to work in the hotel not long ago, his service has caused many guests a headache, I suggest that you can choose a waiter to serve again, we are all waiters who have served hundreds of guests, I believe it will satisfy you."
Alger said to Yu Shu with his favorite smile and voice of female guests, and every time he did this, he would receive gold coins from those female guests as tips, and he believed that Yu Shu would also see his "professionalism" and choose him for service.
How could the merchants not know what Alger had in mind, and after looking him up and down, they said in disgust.
"I've heard that a lot of female guests staying in the hotel will ask Alger to come to the door at night to do service, and I wondered about it, but now it seems that Alger does have some skills."
"Alger, what do you think of this beautiful young lady? Do you think she's one of your former guests? ”
The ridicule and sarcasm in these voices are meant to tell Yu Shu that Alger is a rotten person.
It was almost in front of Alger, stomping his face on the ground, and Alger's face was blue and black when he heard it, but there were still one or two of these businessmen with a bit of background.
Although they are relatives of the nobles who don't know how far away, but in the end they have something to do with the nobles, Alger doesn't dare to shout at them at all, so he can only vent his anger on Nishizawa.
Pulling the man's arm, pulling him over, twisting the person hard where no one could see it, and pretending to be worried that he would not serve the customer well, he persuaded him as "kindly".
"Nishizawa, you have been working in the hotel for a few days, and you haven't been to the guest's room to do the service, in case something goes wrong, the guest is not satisfied, and your wife is angry and kicks you out, you have no gold coins and no relatives to rely on, what should you do?"
What Alger revealed was that Sibul was a wanderer who was picked up by his wife, or a poor man with no relatives and no reason, who had never cleaned up his guest room, who was not doing his job well, and who was a very poor person everywhere.