Chapter 188 41. Very different news
Annan returned to the village and stood in front of the burning rack. He forgot what happened during the day and ran towards the burning rack to save others.
At this moment, the rope that tied the beautiful woman suddenly slipped, her red lips were slightly opened, and she thanked the hero Annan for saving the beauty. The firewood around her turned into a big bed covered with velvet at some point.
The beautiful woman pushed him down and was about to sit astride him when a giant spider emerged from the shadow behind her, entangled her and dragged her into the shadow——
The dream turned into a nightmare, and Annan therefore Wake up with a start.
There was a faint light outside the window with snow piled on the edge, and it was already early morning. But the dream lingered, and the perfume lingered in my nose.
Annan wanted to get up, but because of the cold, he got back into bed and pulled the coat on the bedside table into the quilt.
Recalling what happened last night, Annan suddenly discovered some problems: "The Fall of the Mage Tower" was blurry and tilted, and there were people moving at the bottom. It was obviously a pirated copy shot secretly... But the price of 10 copper coins, there were only a few dozen customers, How do they recoup their costs?
Eternal Philosopher's Stone? What would they do if they had the money?
Huddled up in the quilt, rustlingly put on his cotton coat and hood before going out to the corridor. When he was about to go downstairs, he heard a faint shout from down the stairs.
"I said they are friends!"
Annan stopped on the stairs and saw Joan through the narrow angle who was arguing with Uncle Mulma.
"I do treat them like little Joan's friends..."
"Not that kind of friend! A fat sheep, a friend, a fool's kind of 'friend'! Remember?" Did we agree that 'fat sheep' will get ten times, 'friends' will get double, and fools will get 'five times'..."
"But I have already collected the money..."
"That's it-"
Da da da--
"-No! Not allowed again, they are my friends!" Joan rushed to the shocked Mulma The uncle shouted, regaining his reserve and signaling to Annan who was walking downstairs.
"Good morning, Francois."
"Good morning, Joan."
Annan asked for breakfast as if he hadn't heard anything and sat in an empty seat.
"Have you and Uncle Mulma known each other for a long time?"
"Well...Uncle Mulma was my former bodyguard. He loyally protected me from my evil mother. Poison claw, but it caused the death of my wife and daughter in the capital..."
Uncle Mulma behind the counter sighed: "My wife and daughter did die..."
No After a while, Alstorfo and the others also came to the hall, and the breakfast they prepared changed from one serving to four servings.
"Good morning."
The knight girl sat down, and the lonely man next to her sniffed suspiciously.
“Don’t you want it?” Annan asked Qiong An.
"I don't have the habit of eating breakfast."
As she finished speaking, her stomach growled in response. The down-and-out princess pretended to be calm and told jokes about the Tatoon Empire:
An old rich man called his three sons to an empty room, gave each of them a silver coin, and told them whoever filled the room would inherit all the property. The eldest son bought a pile of firewood, but it didn't fill the room. The second son lit many candles in the room, but the old rich man pointed at his shadow and smiled without saying a word. The third son invited a bard and asked him to praise "the empress of the Tatoon Empire for her kindness and gentleness" in the room. Swear words and foul language suddenly filled the whole room.
As the story was told, a cheerful atmosphere filled the entire tavern.
The waiter came over with breakfast. Annan said hesitantly: "I'm suddenly not very hungry..."
Qiong An was like an angry cat: "I'm a princess and I don't need you. Mercy!"
"You misunderstood, I just want you to help me give it to the poor people outside."
"There's really nothing I can do about you, hum, I'll throw it outside!"
Qiong An picked up the dinner plate, the smell made her stomach growl again, she patted her clothes angrily and made a bang bang sound. With a muffled sound, he walked out of the hotel. Annan stood up and came to the counter.
"That child...she is actually not bad. All the money she earned was donated to the orphanage." Uncle Mulma sighed with emotion.
“I know.”
Annan saw the patches on Joan's clothes and the unsold toys hidden at the bottom of the cargo box. She didn't eat much along the way.
A businessman will not be so poor.
And the hotel room fee is only 15 copper coins, which is cheaper than the Morrowind Tavern in Breeze City. Joan and Uncle Mulma were not trying to make their money.
“I want to ask you something.”
“Although my old shop is not as well-informed as the tavern, it is still pretty good.” Uncle Mulma said kindly and poured a glass of water. Push it to Annan.
"I originally wanted to attend the auction, but I didn't make it in time...I heard there was an accident at the auction?"
"Accident...did you say theft?"
" Stealing? "
Uncle Mulma said that an incredible accident happened after the auction: a magic ring worth 4,000 gold coins bought by Danilo Drum was stolen by a Mage Tower Mage theft. The furious Drum family sent private soldiers, offered a reward, and even asked the Wizard Tower why it cultivated thieves.
This is different from the message sent back...
And question the Mage Tower? Annan came out of the Mage Tower before setting off.
As for the Durham family, you can call them supporters or thugs. They are equivalent to the vassals of the twelve kings in the north. Although a magic ring is precious, the Diatra family should not be allowed to frame the mage tower...
"Have they caught the mage?"
"Not yet, I guess someone has. Run away. "
The early morning cold poured into the hall, and Joan shivered and slipped back to the hotel. "It took me a long time to find the poor people. It cost me money to run around for so long, but let's forget it this time."
With clean lips, Joan put the plate back on the counter.
Bang——
The door that was opened shook the hotel, and the cold wind carried five figures into the lobby without closing the door.
The clerk shivered in the corner and did not dare to close the door. The clerk who followed them stood up and motioned to Annan and Alstorfo: "It's just them."
"Who are you?"
Annan stared at the five professionals who seemed to be mercenaries in front of him. The fur on their leather armor was sticky and smelled like blood.
"We accepted the commission to deal with the anomaly in that village." The thin lady holding the staff said proudly.
The clerk looked around at the people in the hall, his eyes fell on Annan, and ordered: "Civilian, you bring these professionals to the village where the accident happened."
"I don't accept it."< br>
The clerk who had not yet reacted reprimanded: "You are disobeying the laws of Bethal City!"
"You can go by yourself, the village is right on the roadside."
The angry clerk was about to say something when the leader of this group of mercenaries, a fierce man wearing a ferocious white wolf hat, stopped him. He took out a coin from the money bag and tossed it gently - the gold passed through the arc and fell into the water glass on the counter. A trace of bright red floated out of the gold coins that sank into the water.
“What now?”
“I don’t accept no one to lead you.”
(End of this chapter)