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The name "Hilton Express" means that it is the only inn--hotel in Poplar Town. (If you like this book, please bookmark it biquge.info) People who come here for the first time will always be surprised by the strangeness of this place......

Several times.

Usually the first time is because of the strange name, and the second time is for its customers – even in the entire Sephongi region, it is rare to see such a lively place...... And so many adventurers.

The lobby was always bigger than expected, even bigger than it could see—there was no room for rooms, more than a tavern in such a town needed, and there were twelve or thirteen six-foot round tables and more than a hundred seats in the hundreds of square feet of the storefront, and even on this supposed lonely afternoon, at least half of the tables were already filled with all sorts of people.

Except for a few figures dressed as merchants and prostitutes in the corners of the hall, most of them armed themselves with metal and muscles, rough laughter, and filthy swearing.

So the half-drunk hustle and bustle, the moaning of the prostitute, mixed with the chatter of swearing, the thump of metal...... They are all inseparable from each other, creating a unique atmosphere in the town. Even as the clash of scabbards and shields, the grinding of chain mail, and the striking of iron gloves made a note far louder than any other instrument, no one could distinguish it from the noise of the various voices.

Only the creak of the door opening calmed down the originally noisy hall for a moment—

There was silence for a moment, as if someone who was talking one moment was choked by the throat the next.

Walking through the door were four strange figures wrapped in robes...... And the first one attracted everyone's attention......

The tall and not short stature made the gray burqa almost drag to the ground, and the metal silver of the iron foot guards was shiny, with a beautiful metal flower branch ornamentation. The same richly decorated metal extended from the top of his head to form a smooth, smooth armor that covered most of his face along with the shadows, revealing only a pointed white jaw and disdain frozen at the corners of his mouth.

He glanced faintly around the hall, and without saying a word, just pressed one hand on his saber.

This arrogant move was suddenly exchanged for more than a dozen cold gazes that seemed to be substantial.

The serpents generally peeked out of their shadows, and these eyes swept over the bodies of the few people who walked through the door, between their waists and their packages. And about the same number, the fiery gaze swept over the small half of the handsome face...... Only a small half of them belong to some real members of the opposite sex.

Valuable chainmail at the neckline, linen robes and intricately forged swords...... I want to pretend to be sophisticated but still immature...... A rookie. It's just a bit of an identity...... Rookie.

- Judgment was not long in coming, and then another bit of speculation.

What is an aristocrat doing here?

For the not-so-ancient kingdom of Tumenis, the desolate silent forests and stone wilderness were a paradise for adventurers, a stage on which they could express themselves, but it was also a place of 'civility' and 'superiority' and hate—there were no strict rules with which they were familiar. Law or morality is all bullshit here...... The strong survive, and the weak are devoured. The most primitive law of the jungle prevails here.

Of course, it is not so strange that several nobles appeared here.

Even the nobility. Not all of them have the right to obtain a territory and live a drunken life on it, those small families that have lasted for three generations and have not reappeared elite and prosperous, can only face the problem of no distribution of territory, and the children and grandchildren who do not belong to the lineage can only find another way out after adulthood...... Or serve a larger family, using their knowledge or etiquette to secure a grudge position, or, like the people in front of them, with more martial arts training than the average person, looking for some opportunity to make a fortune.

So the short stagnation passed, and the noise rose again,

In fact, apart from these glances, these people did not cause any major commotion - what could attract the attention of the veteran mercenaries was only the flash of gold, except for those dazzling bright red blood, as for a pretentious little white face...... It doesn't matter if he's a ridiculously arrogant fool who doesn't study and still doesn't study, or a big family concubine who is bored because he hasn't been given the right to inherit and is ready to find some special excitement in his adventures, it doesn't matter to them.

It's not uncommon for people to make a fortune, but they know it's not an ideal place – more people and more eyes mean more wolves and less meat......

Or does anyone want to teach these discriminating knights a lesson? and don't rush it for a moment - anyway, the Whispering Forest, a huge monster with a good appetite, will always devour the guys who don't like it, and there is not a single scum left.

This is Poplar Town, the only supply point around the Whispering Forest. If they become persona non grata, it means that their biggest source of money is cut off.

"Isn't there a quieter place?"

Such a gaze obviously does not please anyone...... So before the irritability of the young companion erupted, the middle-aged man known as Jude spoke first.

Unconsciously used a very polite tone-

This quirky inn. It's not too big to say it's extraordinary, but that's limited to the northwest of the kingdom. In the bustling city, there are very few more luxurious storefronts than this kind of small shop, but this leader, their young waitress, is extremely rare to use quite standard aristocratic etiquette, and still speak such a straight ...... At least the lingua franca of the empire is more pure than he is romantic.

This made the middle-aged man a little suspicious, and the identity of the other party was not ordinary.

Although it looks very ordinary......

The ordinary figure, a little thin, has belonged to the period of the first youth, the figure and appearance are gradually stretching into a youth-like slenderness, both black and thin face with a lot of teenager childishness...... In such a remote area, people always grow up more rapidly, so if you just take a cursory look at his appearance, it is difficult to guess his age.

An unobtrusive dark brown ...... A little almost black hair, which should be a typical feature of the cocker people in Xifengyi, a slightly childish face can be counted as Zhou Zheng, the eyes slightly narrowed because of the smile do not seem to be small, the outline of the eyebrows and eyes is also very clear, and the corners of the mouth that are quietly upturned make this face look a little inexplicably affinity, and after looking at it for a long time, he will even ignore the few scars on his cheeks that are not as dull as his complexion.

But this is not a surprise......

Maybe it's because of that unique atmosphere...... His elegant intonation, light movements, form a strong self-confidence.

It doesn't look like a commoner who grew up in such a deserted town, but bears a slight resemblance to the descendants of the nobles in the middle-aged knight's impression - not the kind of guys called locust nobles, but the kind of well-educated characters from prominent families.

Especially when he smiles. And the neat, white teeth that show the corners of the mouth...... It was simply a masterpiece that the capital's aristocracy would admire and envy.

"At Hilton Express, you'll always find the perfect fit. ”

Or has been accustomed to all kinds of characters, for the tone of the middle-aged knight, the young attendant just pulled the corners of his mouth, and then nodded politely: "Please come with me." The second floor is in a somewhat quaint location. ”

Then, he added a quiet whisper: "The other Excellencies...... It's best not to keep too much change around your waist in this place, as a little extra time when withdrawing money may be troublesome, but at least you won't have to worry about losing it. ”

+——+

This so-called second floor is just elevated in the high hall. The structure supported by wooden columns, even the central part, is not separated from the bottom at all, however, the difference in height of only a dozen feet divides the space into two completely different atmospheres—whenever people like to put themselves in a position of superiority, this mentality will instinctively manifest itself whenever the conditions allow.

In particular, the furnishings here have been brought with considerable sincerity - the breeze slowly enters from the red pine window lattice, exuding a sweet smell like incense, dispersing the choking smoke, body odor and sweat smell, the messy noise has also become a little calmer, and the carefully polished tables and chairs, the simple decorations also reveal a little 'elegant' atmosphere. It was enough to make the faces of several people more relaxed.

Of course, the amazing doesn't stop there.

In the eyes of the nobler 'nobles' of the kingdom, the survivors of such a poor countryside should not have any civilization to speak of...... But then appeared in front of a few guests, not inferior to the sumptuous hospitality of any elegant region in memory.

First of all, the neat and shiny brass cups and plates – a full set of delicate forks, spoons and knives are placed on immaculate white napkins and meticulously distributed.

Then there is the red wine bottle in the copper basin, and the fine ice cubes in the copper basin make the red wine emit a subtle smoke, and it is just right to spread the sweet aroma in all directions - even if it is not the finest wine, but after this treatment, it is at least the same in appearance......

"Northland wines, although not comparable to those of the South, can also relieve the fatigue of a few people's journeys...... So, please choose your favorite dish. ”

The young waiter bowed his head slightly, and handed over a piece of paper made of fine lambskin.

“...... What is this?"

Glancing over the long names outlined in the beautiful characters on the parchment, the young knight looked up in astonishment.

His voice was actually very good, with a straight and round lingua franca with the kind of neutral softness that belonged directly to a changing teenager, and the very elaborate pronunciation at the end was a rhythmic style known as the southern aristocratic dialect—just with the usual commanding, condescending air. It's like I'm questioning at any time, and it's a little hard to get used to.

"Menu, sir. We have a roster of all the dishes here. ”

"I mean, you can provide these ...... here All the stuff on it?"

"Yes, sir. Available at any time. Also, I personally recommend the fish flavor...... Oh, and the cherry special, which is a special dish available for a limited time. ”

Even with the answer from the reader, the knight still seemed incredulous—in fact, it was not only him, but the words on the sheepskin made the middle-aged knight and his companions on the side equally surprised—the two dozen dishes marked as staples, most of them fresh meat, and even some delicate items such as lamb's loin steak, not to mention things called scallion roasted beef tongue, which were of unknown meaning but obviously quite extravagant. In the dozens of set meals in the back, the names of the meat are also interspersed.

However, in common sense, this is almost impossible.

In the Western Domain, or most of the mainland, cattle and sheep were usually used as important tools for milk production and farming, and few people brought them to the table, and even if the local nobles had some meat reserves in their warehouses, most of them came from a small number of domesticated livestock in the territory. Meat from hunters, or small breeding animals such as birds...... Even so, most of them tend to be marinated for quite some time and can almost be used as weapons-

Cured meat is as hard as it can even be used as a joke to describe weapons.

But here, these things are so soft that they almost melt on the tongue – while the pre-dinner wine opens up the appetite, so does the main meal, and the rich aroma captures everyone's sense of smell as soon as it appears.

The steak is the best part of the loin, grilled to the right amount of tenderness, a little bit without the slightest bit of bite, sweet and juicy...... Even if the dish is called a cherry special, there is no trace of cherry, and it is not off-putting - the soup is so thick that it is half-dried and exudes a unique sweet and sour aroma, and the mixture of extremely finely cut meat, carrots and a little vegetable leaves has a beautiful mixture of red, yellow, and white that is enough to whet your appetite just by looking at it.

And it's very bizarre, it does seem to smell like fish.

"Grilled lamb short ribs, black pepper steak, three-color mushroom cream bisque, cherry special...... Finally, there is a gutter salad presented by our store, so please use it slowly......"

Serving the delicate slices of fruit, the last dish, the young waiter bowed politely, but did not mean to leave, but tilted his head slightly, letting his eyes linger slightly on the wooden staff that leaned against the table and bent into several wonderful arcs.

A magical creation.

Although at first glance it looks like a whack with a metallic sheen and a strange shape, if you try to put a little attention on it, a slight sting will make the observer involuntarily flinch.

Just like its owner—

The long black robe that identified the caster's identity was so tightly wrapped that even when the table was placed in front of the brightly lit window, it still looked like a deep shadow, enveloping her whole body in a faint layer of black smoke that was barely visible to the naked eye. It makes people stay away from the slender figure in the robe.

...... Yes, that's her.

Under the extremely low black hood, the darkness seemed to condense into a substance, and only the sharp jaw peeked out a small morbid pale from the shadow, making this face hidden and dark with a little subtle softness—just a little, it already conveyed a lot of information.

"Interested in magic?"

The gloomy darkness turned slightly, making people feel the meeting of their eyes, and a voice immediately sounded, word by word, a little jerky. But it sounded so good, like a string of bells echoing in a deep valley. But the suffocating pressure is also thick.

So the smile on the young man's face stiffened slightly......

In that deep blackness, or one qiē and one qiē are all equal, there is no difference between the smiling teenager in front of him, the small and hard-working insects and ants, or the corpses that have been eroded by death and turned into rancid...... The invisible and cold gaze seemed to have penetrated his skin, and it had pierced through his heart, and he saw the desire hidden in his heart.

But the smile hasn't faded much.

"Oh...... I beg your pardon for seeing a mage in such a small place. The young man's answer was decent and modest, but his eyes still did not leave the staff: "Especially a ** master with extraordinary abilities like you." After a pause, he added.

It's a simple cliché that isn't really appropriate to use to bring you closer...... It's just that when he said it, it seemed that he was completely insincere, and it was simply very comfortable—but the other party didn't seem to be interested in asking, and just pushed the time into an awkward silence.

It wasn't until a moment later that the boy sighed slightly and withdrew.

"Interesting place, interesting people......"

Glancing at the departing figure of the waiter, the traveler who shrouded himself in black, spoke softly. The vocabulary is still extremely simple. It's like being stingy.

"Although we didn't tell us, we didn't deliberately hide our identities along the way, is it possible that the lord here has already noticed our identity, so he will deliberately greet us quietly?"

"There are no traces of magic fluctuations. ”

"In that case...... Unless he can mobilize all the men along the way, and have the help of one or two mages. But I can't see any reason for him to do that...... So let's ignore it. The middle-aged knight shook his head slightly, chewing his staple food carefully.

......

"Edward's special menu? You're in luck...... You must know that here, even the Viscount may not be able to enjoy these dishes lightly...... It's a great thing worth a thousand dollars!"

A voice suddenly came from behind the columns on the side, interjecting into the conversation with an alarmist air:

"You know, although these things are delicious, few people who have eaten them have survived from the Whispering Forest......"

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