"However, without knowing how the other party will deal with us, we can only be vigilant."

Leorina frowned.

As a sane mage, what I hate most is this kind of passive situation.

"It's useless to think too much." Wren said helplessly, "Let's go find a hotel to settle down in. As long as we survive these three days and go to Silvermoon City by airship, they will be helpless against us. For the sake of safety, we'd better stay in the hotel."

As long as the Lock, the Golden Guardian, continues to operate, the crime rate of Suleimander as a whole will be reduced to a low level.

Although the capital of the Bauhinia Business Alliance is still home to various gangs and organizations in the dark, the scope and scale of their activities have been reduced.

Walking a few blocks, a hotel in the business district caught the eye of two girls with its chic name and look.

Twisted Annex, is the name of this inn.

True to its name, this hostel has a chic look.

"Well, that's two nights."

Generally speaking, the shadow of the Thieves' Guild can be found around the Adventurer's Guild, and he is ready to sell all the team's recent harvest and exchange it for equipment or scrolls that can be used by the three of them.

"Boss, they're leaving in an airship on the third day, and we only have one day tomorrow."

"Oh, boy, I'm sorry." Tarquinn said apologetically, "Except for the deluxe studios, the upstairs double rooms and party rooms were all taken over by a caravan from Bethport Harbor. If I were you, I wouldn't choose a deluxe room because it would mean you would have a dull night's sleep."

Wren nodded to the half-elf in thanks, and after asking the two girls for their opinions, Wren walked to the bar and asked the kind old man:

"Plan?" The corners of Trankin's eyes lifted strangely upward, "We don't need any planning, we can directly use our race's unique abilities to deal with these three." Just send them to prison, and let the nobles do the rest. This time, I'm going to take it upon myself to pretend to be the warrior and cause chaos, and then you're on the side to draw everyone's attention to them. As long as the garrison finally decides that they did it, then they are finished!"

"Welcome!"

"Go in and see?"

"Shut your stinky mouth, or I'll stew you tonight!"

As long as you get in touch with those nobles, you can start slowly trying to corrupt them.

After more than an hour, Wren returned to the tavern and walked towards his room.

According to the drinker sitting next to Wren, Taquinn was an honest and intelligent businessman.

The sudden sound startled Wren, who had not long entered the room.

In such a joyous atmosphere, Wren went to the third floor of the hotel and opened his room with the key in his hand.

For the old disrespectful guys!

Suddenly, the people laughed even louder.

"The warrior came out? Very good! Notify me as soon as he returns!"

From the first floor, the voice of the boss Taquinn was impatient.

….

The talkative half-elf pointed to the circular stage in the far middle of the first floor.

"Three years ago, three years ago!"

"That's him!"

As he spoke, the old man squeezed his eyes at Wren vaguely.

Less than a minute after he walked into the tavern, two travelers dressed as merchants followed him into the Twisted Annex.

Taquinn shouted angrily in the direction of the door.

"Good fellow, to make Taquinn like this, and to have an expression of nothing? The criminals are getting more and more arrogant now, aren't they?"

"Okay, the right to use these three houses is yours for the next two nights, and you can toss and turn." Tarquinn accepted the Golden Eagle Coin and kindly reminded, "Your private room is on the third floor, but you

You need to be careful when you go up, the stairs are a little old and difficult to walk, remember to hold on to the railings. Also, young people, the bar on the first floor is more lively in the evening, you can come down to listen to the free performances, and the hotel will provide you with free lemonades."

Not to be outdone, the parrot in the birdcage cried.

Not far away, a half-elf who was chatting with his companion interjected.

"With the [Lost Lock]-Golden Guardian, he dares to commit murder, this is really bold enough!"

"It's one of the best hotels in the entire business district, and you'll be glad you came early, otherwise there won't be enough rooms here when the sun goes down."

"Ah, yes, yes," Frank shouted down, "Old Tarquin, how come I know that so well?" Oh, I heard you say it three years ago when I first stayed at the Twisted Annex."

Trankin sneered, "hehe".

Hearing the parrot's welcoming call, Taquin, the owner of the inn, who was busy in the back, hurriedly came to the front and greeted several young people who pushed the door in.

Holding on to the railing, carefully walking down the crumbling stairs, Leolina couldn't help but complain.

Trankin's men said in a deep voice.

A tenant on the second floor, who was leaning on the railing and watching the excitement, said with a smile.

"Young man, if I were you, I would definitely follow the advice of old Taquinn and live here."

Trankin, who was not far from the Twisted Courtyard, commanded his subordinates.

After thanking the warm-hearted boss, Wren beckoned the two girls to their rooms on the third floor, where they each rested for a while before discussing their plans for the future.

Wren lined up the six Golden Eagle Coins on the bar.

The first night of Suleimander passed peacefully.

"Hurry up and report it to the garrison, and give this bastard a taste of prison food!"

"Beautiful lady, this staircase is also a feature of this hotel. Those of us regulars who rest here have been betting on when this damn staircase will collapse completely."

Wren couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, so he had to say, "Boss, I'm afraid you have misunderstood something. Well, come to three deluxe rooms."

"Young man," Tarquinn shook his head with a look of regret as he bent down to take out three keys from the drawer at the bar, "the price of a deluxe room is not cheap, one Golden Eagle Coin a night."

Seeing the two girls stop, Wren asked with kindness.

Early the next morning, after having a free breakfast, Wren pushed open the door, went down to the first floor, said hello to the owner Taquin, who was cleaning, and went out in the direction of the Adventurer's Guild.

….

As soon as these words came out, the whole inn suddenly erupted in a burst of cheerful laughter.

"Catch that bastard, don't let him run!"

"Thank you for the introduction."

"The bar on the ground floor is at its busiest in the evenings, when the owners of the local shops like to have a drink when they have nothing to do, and there are often bards or street performers who come here to perform. Of course, if you are confident in your singing voice or acting talent, you can also choose to go on stage and show your hand to everyone."

After another three or four minutes, chaos erupted in the Twisted Annex.

"Welcome to the Twisted Annex!"

The tenants glanced left and right, and soon locked on Wren who had opened the door.

What's wrong?

How was Tarquinn assassinated?

As soon as he opened the door and was about to go out to take a look, the paladin saw a group of tenants rushing to the third floor.

The half-elf raised the wine glass in his hand and gestured to the three of Rain, and then said:

Seeing the three of them push open the gate and walk in, there was a parrot's welcome in the birdcage hanging next to the gate.

"I know." The skin on Trankin's face trembled strangely, "With the [Lost Lock]-Golden Guardian here, if we want to do it, we must not make too much of a move."

"A warrior

, a mage, and a ranger? Stayed in the Twisted Annex in the business district?"

His inn has been in the business district for more than a decade, and both locals and visitors alike praise the tavern, except for the terrible staircase.

Seeing the white-haired innkeeper, Wren greeted with a smile.

"Haha, young man, this sentence should be your compliment to my hard work!" Tarquinn smiled heartily, "If a few of you want to stay, the cheapest room will only cost 6 Silver Lion Coins per night. I promise you'll have an unforgettable night here."

"Hello, boss, your decoration style here is really chic!"

"Sure enough, this boss is not lying, the stairs of his house are indeed difficult to walk!"

"So Boss, what are your plans?"

Its walls are oddly angled, and none of the doors or windows are square. But even so, the freshly painted walls and clean and tidy environment show the care of the innkeepers.

The reason why Taquinn offers free drinks to drinkers and performers, without even asking the performers for a penny rebate, is to make their performances attract more guests.

However, Wren didn't know that the moment he walked out of the hotel, he had already been noticed by someone with a heart.

After enjoying the performance, it was already midnight, and the three of them returned to their respective rooms and quickly fell asleep.

Meanwhile, in a dark alley in the civilian quarter, Trankin also gets news about Wren and his party from Tadisha's mouth and through his own channels.

"Excuse me, is there a room that is a little more fanshit?"

Wren rested beautifully in his room, and when night fell, he walked out of the room and went with the two girls to the bar on the first floor of the hotel.

Tasting the free lemon drink given by the boss Taquin, and watching the wonderful performances of the bards and entertaining artists on the central round platform on the first floor, the three of them were hooked.

I have to say that this Golden Eagle coin is still very worthwhile, comfortable iron bed, good lighting, a wardrobe, a bathtub, bedside tables and desks are also fully equipped, except for the strange shape of the doors and windows, the others can be said to be impeccable.

And this is what Trankin's gang of "people" and the instigators behind them want.

"Talkative Franck, I promise you, I'll fix this staircase before it's completely broken!"

"The innkeeper was assassinated, and the culprit ran up the stairs!"

"Catch him, don't let him slip away!"

The angry tenants said a word, I said a word, and did not give Wren a chance to react, so he forced him over step by step.

Wait, what's going on?

The paladin who opened the door only felt his head buzzing.

Why did I close my eyes and the perpetrator was myself?

How did I not know?

Whew, the yard doesn't move, continue tomorrow......

(End of chapter)

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