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The little girl had no idea what the lord had in mind, but when she had the man's permission, she was very happy, and patted the two horses on the necks, and led them forward into a fork in the road, and stopped in front of the largest building in the whole village.

Of course, the so-called largest is only relative. In fact, if it's in the city, it's probably not even a tavern.

The name of the inn is Traveler's Home, and to be honest, the name is very insincere, you can find almost a thousand hotels with this name on the whole Big 6, and the biggest connection between them is probably the same owner who is too lazy to think of a name - and the owner of this house is a thin man, and when Edward enters the store under the guidance of the little girl, he is burying his head on the bar with a dirty rag absentmindedly wiping a plate. He had no interest in paying attention to the empty lobby, and even when he felt the light in the doorway dim slightly, he was slightly stunned before looking up.

Then he was stunned for a long time before he remembered to greet the black-robed figure.

"My lord, do you want to stay?" he asked stumblingly, his eyes turning in circles on the unlucky color, and he didn't even know how to speak for a while, after all, this kind of rural place, it is too difficult to have the opportunity to meet a mage, and when he looked at this person, the cold wind that seemed to blow on his neck made him sure at once that this person in front of him was definitely a big man he couldn't imagine.

"Father, this lord is a waiter of His Majesty Lansendel, and he is here to look for those companions!" said the little girl dissatisfiedly, "Open the back door, this lord's car needs to be stopped." ”

"Ah, this...... I beg your pardon for those of us who haven't seen the world, but this is the first time I've seen a pastor like you......"

The smile that had just condensed on the thin man's face instantly dissipated halfway. Regardless of whether the faith is religious or not, the merchant naturally has a natural aversion to buying and selling without making money, or even losing money, until Edward casually flicked a gold coin on the table and the smile on his face suddenly became sincere.

"This ...... What do you order? We've got the best roast beef within a hundred miles! And some fruit wine to warm up, and oh, we've got salmon and venison, the best game of all......"

"Daddy, how can you ask the attendants of the god of dawn for money?" the little girl screamed, "you will be punished by the dawn!"

"Well, I'm not a priest, I'm a mage. Or you can think of me as a traveler just passing through. ”

The Psychic Warlock raised his hand. Interrupting the man's excited boasting and the little girl's scream of dissatisfaction, he ordered lightly: "Feed my horses oats with black beans, if you have them, the water must be clean, I don't want them to have diarrhea." Bring me some grilled meats and bread, and the dishes can be a little more casual. ”

So the whole family in the tavern was instantly busy. After all, a gold coin is for a redneck. Even the owner of a tavern was an uncommon fortune, so after a while a little girl's mother, an equally thin woman, filled the table in front of Edward with ale, mushroom soup, cheese, roast meat, and a large bowl full of carrots, onions, potatoes, and a few pieces of cured meat.

It's a pity, in Edward's opinion. It's a bit of a waste...... The wine is too light, the soup is too salty, and the barbecue is okay, but it's certainly not venison. As for the big bowl of stew, he didn't even have the affection to touch it.

"Unfortunately, our store is not big, so there is nothing special anymore. If something doesn't suit your taste, I'll let my mother-in-law redo it. ”

After a busy day, the boss stood aside carefully, wiped the blackened table and chair with his cuffs, and laughed to find some topics:

"But by the way, Master Mage, if you need it, we also have the best wines, Ancient Tree Wines...... Well," he lowered his voice: "This is the wine that Tumenes got from there, the ancient tree wine, the legend has it that the barbarians passed down the technology from the elves, although they are more barbaric, but the soil of that place seems to be very suitable for growing grapes, so the taste of this wine is not bad, I only have one bottle left here, although it is a little expensive, I want this...... Two gold coins, though, at least worth the money. ”

Edward's words made Edward laugh dumbly, the so-called ancient tree wine, according to the legend, is indeed inherited from the craftsmanship of the elves, but that was a long time ago, even before the elves were expelled from the world, this wine was already brewed in large quantities by human workshops, and because of its reputation, fakes were rampant, even in Tumenes, it was a rotten street liquor- At least at the Hilton Express, the purchase price of this kind of thing is three silver coins a bottle, and even here, it can't double the price.

But after thinking about it, the telemancer didn't reveal it, but just took out two gold coins and threw them to the man, so that his mouth was about to grin on the back of his head, and he immediately ran back to get the wine.

"It's too much!"

The disgruntled shout made Edward look back slightly, and noticed that the little girl who had apparently finished feeding the horses came in from outside the shop, and just heard the last words of his father and the mage, but when she ran into the shop, his father had disappeared in an instant, and went back to get the wine, so she had to go to Edward's table, and complained indignantly, even the little spots on her face were red with anger: "Master Mage, he is cheating you out of your money! That bottle of wine was bought two years ago, and it only cost two silver coins! He can't ...... like that."

"It doesn't matter, the longer the wine is stored, the better the quality. The Psychiocrat smiled, comforted the little girl's innocence, and pushed down his hood. Then motioned for her to sit down across from him.

The face in the shadow of the hood was too young, and the little girl couldn't help but be stunned by the transparent silver hair, and the action of his outstretched hand made her a little overwhelmed, and she hesitated for a while before finally sitting down timidly opposite him.

"Well, Master Mage, I'm not hungry......"

She watched as the man took out a small knife and slice the roasted venison into slices and put it into the sliced bread. Stuffed with two leaves, then smeared with cheese and a sticky sauce from a small bottle, and some powder, the ordinary bread seemed to be red and green, and what kind of aroma it was—it all seemed to be delicious.

So, before she could finish her refusal, her stomach was already gurgling.

Edward smiled, handed him a simple burger, and watched her take a big bite before revealing a look of surprise - nothing like that. But this is probably the first time that the little girl in this world has learned that bread can be eaten like this.

"You said there are some people who also live here from the Temple of Dawn, don't you?" he smiled, "Can you tell me what they're like?" I wonder if there are any of my friends in there. ”

"One is an uncle. The rest of the people were all young brothers and sisters, dressed in nice armor. With a long sword. ”

The little girl struggled to swallow the sweet food. It took her a lot of effort to get the thing that held up her cheeks, and the sweet smell she had never tasted before made her so intoxicated that she almost couldn't resist taking a second bite:

But she resisted the temptation.

"They didn't say it, but they should be the holy warriors of the Temple of Dawn, because I've never seen anyone so good-looking, male or female. Both...... It's pretty!" Seriously searched for more suitable words from the melon in her little head, but she obviously didn't have anything better: "By the way, their eyes are all golden, but they are beautiful! But they didn't like to talk to us, even if they offered them a room...... They seemed to be looking for something, they had come ten days ago, but they had only stayed here for two days...... I don't know why, but every time they come back from outside, they don't come out until after a long day, or if you wake up early tomorrow morning, you can meet them. However, they didn't eat or drink, they just said a few words in the lobby each time and left......"

The psychic smiled and listened absentmindedly to the little girl's chatter...... In this tavern, there are only three powerful beings, presumably not looking for themselves—if they are, then they must be a little too bold.

But if not, what would these guys who were obviously possessed by celestial creatures be doing here?

The answer seemed obvious, so the psychic fell silent and fed himself with another burger.

Fortunately, the boss finally brought a clay pot over at this time, and the wine in it was quite mellow, which was enough to accompany the meal. And the time passed slowly, and when the bread and roast were gone, the sun had gradually sunk to the horizon, and the lights began to flicker in the town.

The little girl finally stopped chattering, stroking her full belly, she didn't know what she should say, just stared at the young man's pensive face, that face looked so young, although it was not special, but the contemplative calm look, coupled with the silver head, showed an indescribable feeling, so that the little girl almost didn't want to look away, until the other party raised his head, he couldn't help but notice his gaffe, so he turned around and ran away with an embarrassed face.

The Psychic Warlock chuckled, poured himself another glass of wine, and took a sip, this ordinary life is trivial, but it reminds people of those good times that have been lost, for a while, Edward has an indescribable peace in his heart, and even wants to stay here for a few more days......

"Don't be discouraged, fellow men, at least we've got only one direction left. The creak of the worn floor made him look up and notice a group of people walking through the store—making the somewhat cramped space bright for a moment.

The Psychic Warlock raised an eyebrow, a little surprised.

There were a total of three women and two men who came out, but the outfit was not the top armor he imagined, but a rather strange mix and match style, the leader of a middle-aged man was wearing a white robe embroidered with the pattern of the morning sun, chain mail and the muscle support layer below His muscular silhouette, plus a war mallet, finally conformed to the existing impression of a telemancer, but the one behind him inevitably gave people a strange feeling- Hair brushed back with a stubble blonde head, silk white gloves, a coat with a hem just above the knee, cuffs and neckline decorated with empty piping, lined with a full suit of armor, and a long sword hanging diagonally from his waist......

I have to admit it. This strange style did look a little personable on him—perhaps because his eyebrows, eyes and legs, as deep as classical sculptures, and his tall and long-legged figure were indeed a suitable clothes rack.

So when the two words of encouragement came out, the three women in full armor behind him seemed to have their eyes on this shelf.

It's also interesting.

Edward's eyes flickered with a silver halo, and he noticed some strange changes—although the aura on these people was clearly that of the celestial creatures. Gentle and full of positive energy, but the psychic warlocks clearly felt that there was something different about them—the level of strength, even compared to those astral apostles, far from enough. Not to mention the Blazing Sky Servant.

And the most important thing is that these people in their eyes are talking and laughing. If we only talk about the vividness of the expressions. But it was much more vivid than the ones Edward had ever seen.

New variety?

Of the five, it seemed that the elder priest was in high esteem, so when he sat down around a table, everyone followed, but it is not known if any method was used, but the proprietor or the rest of the shop did not follow. Only the old man was silent. He pulled out a palm-sized gem from his bosom and placed it on the table.

Whispering a word, the luster of the magic gem sparkled and expanded. The light cast a vague cloud over the table. But the picture then became clear as if it had been thrown into a stone and now gradually restored to a smooth surface.

The distortion of the scenery, the peaks and the roads, twisted and flickered in the light-framed landscape, and disappeared in a flash, as if it were flying in the sky and sweeping the ground.

"It's been so general, we really can't be sure...... If necessary, I would prefer to hire more people than to find it ourselves, and to do so is like the words from Yao Yuan's Karatu, it is so difficult to find a needle in the sea!"

A female knight spoke, her eyes fixed on the young paladin male, her eyes flashing with admiration.

"Don't be in a hurry, our Lord will naturally reflect the true path in our hearts, as long as you can truly examine your own heart," the young paladin chuckled, attracting three ** spicy admiring glances

Wait a minute –

She looked at him calmly with slightly golden eyes, like a she-wolf staring at her prey.

The four of them almost jumped together!, the creak of the armor rubbing

The man was in the corner not far away, with a few items of food in front of him, pouring himself a drink, as if it were just the most ordinary traveler enjoying his dinner, but none of the four people here could notice when the black-robed spellcaster had come so close to them! as if the other had just been hiding in a layer of illusion—but everyone immediately refuted that idea, for they knew that illusion meant nothing to their eyes!

"Who are you, and how did you get in?"

"Young people, even if you don't know what politeness is, you should at least try to learn it. The man in the corner didn't even raise his head, but took a sip of the wine, but the old-fashioned words of the lesson, combined with his face, which had no qualifications at all except color, became a wonderful irony.

The man's gaze also looked at them, but there was not the slightest awe in those brown pupils, but a kind of disdain and indifference.

"What the hell are you trying to do by eavesdropping on us here?" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!)