Chapter 607 4. The strange hand in the rat hole
The carriage stopped at the door of a tavern.
"This place must meet your requirements."
Annan listened to the coachman's words and looked at the exterior wall of the tavern with the traces of time.
After paying the fare, Klein pushed the door open and entered. Blocked all the eyes from the tavern.
Elites are very difficult to mess with, and a heavy armored knight is not even willing to mess with a mage. Especially when followed by a mage and eternal water element.
Only the women fixed their gazes on the boy who walked to the counter, with passion and desire. The girl was even thinking that she could give him money if he wanted to.
Annan planned to book two rooms, but Klein thought that a wall would hinder perception, so he asked for the largest guest room.
“I want another bucket of hot water.”
“No need.”
When Annan was worried about how Klein was cleaning, the brilliance of the cleaning technique flashed on the armor.
Well, whether to take a shower or not is just a psychological issue for Klein.
"Prepare two more specialties of Istrat."
Annan said, letting Lemon find a seat while he and Klein went upstairs to confirm the room.
The largest guest room is indeed spacious, and it is more than enough to accommodate a few more heavy armored Kleins.
They returned downstairs and suddenly discovered that Lemon had forcibly controlled a guest.
"Sorry...my water element is not very smart."
Realizing that Lemon had caused trouble, Annan quickly went over to apologize.
An elite spellcaster was so sincere that the guest had to smile bitterly and say it was okay. After a while, his friend came over. The guest seemed to be telling a legendary story, exaggerating what he had just experienced with a legendary color.
Annan and Klein sat in the corner with lemons, and the waiter brought the food
A pie-like flower cake, a honey barbecue, and a cup of flower petal juice.
Pick up a piece of flower cake and gently break it open. The sticky syrup comes out from the sandwich.
They are all equally sweet and cloying.
Annan asked the waitress who was dawdling beside her and refused to leave: "People in Huadu don't eat these often, right?"
Otherwise Aunt Susan would be all over the streets by now
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"These are not cheap, my lord."
2 silver coins and 13 copper coins, even in the prosperous south, is equivalent to one and a half days' salary of an ordinary worker.
“Thank you.”
The waitress left reluctantly as the tavern owner greeted her. Annan looked at the same food in front of Klein: "How do you eat?"
Klein lifted the visor of his helmet and walked into the shadow formed by the helmet.
Annan stopped raising the oil lamp to see clearly and took a bite of the flower cake. The soft and sweet texture made him think that the elves should also be able to accept it. But when he tasted the syrup, the overflowing sweetness made him miss the flower cake and drop it to the ground.
Before he could pick it up three seconds ago, a withered paw suddenly stretched out from the gap in the corner and grabbed the flower cake.
Annan raised his head, Klein chewed quietly, and other guests talked about their own things in low voices.
Don't be surprised, pretend that the locals don't care...
Annan talked about the business as usual: "We came too early, there is still a month before the celebration, but we You can establish a good relationship with the local nobles first.”
"What do you want to do? I'll execute it."
Annan broke off the edge of the flower cake without syrup and said, "No, I already have an idea."
He lowered his head and took the whole thing. The flower cake made of syrup was placed next to the "rat hole". Annan stood up and looked around the tavern: "Are there any merchants selling information here?"
The tavern filled with conversation fell silent, and then a man in shabby clothes A middle-aged man dressed as a leather-armored mercenary stood up and walked over.
Annan sat back and looked down at the "rat hole", not even the residue was left.
Withdrawing his gaze, the middle-aged man sat down in an empty seat unceremoniously: "Are you a descendant of a noble family? Don't shout like that. Those who want to sell information will be scared away."
" What about you? "
"I really want to sell it." The middle-aged man poked his finger into the hole in his leather armor. "As you can see, I am already sleeping on the street." What information do you want to buy?”
“Are there any noble parties gathering in the past two days?”
The most suitable way to integrate into the local aristocratic circle is to attend banquets. The most suitable way for Annan to integrate into the local aristocratic circle is to attend women's banquets.
The intelligence merchant showed a look worthy of being a noble: "No one cares about this. I need some time to inquire."
"Send it to my room tonight."
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Annan first gave half of the reward, 5 silver coins, according to the intelligence merchant's deal.
This job is not that difficult, it can even be called easy, otherwise other eavesdropping intelligence agents would not show annoyed expressions.
“By the way, why are the houses here so old?”
This even made Annan, who was accustomed to the gorgeous flowers, a little uncomfortable.
The intelligence businessman said: "This is the old town of Huadu, the place with the longest history. Istrat was not called Huadu at that time."
No wonder there are flowers in other places The scene of a garden full of clusters disappeared as soon as it came, and at most there were potted plants on the windowsill.
Klein ate her share and seemed to enjoy it. Annan still has honey roti and petal juice left. The former secretly gave it to the being in the mouse hole, and the latter gave it a lemon.
As night falls, Annan’s windows on the back side of the street see starry lights lighting up in the distance, while the surrounding old city looks rustling.
Knock, knock, knock—
There was a knock on the door, Annan glanced at Klein, and she opened the door.
The intelligence agent wearing worn leather armor stood outside.
He brought the news that Annan needed: a banquet would be held tomorrow in the south garden of the city. Most of the ladies and young ladies would attend. It was said that the princess would also attend.
"Are you coming with me?"
"Is armor allowed at the banquet?"
"I'm afraid not."
"Then I'll wait outside. ”
Klein would rather not follow Annan than take off her armor.
"No need, let's go separate ways."
Klein went to sell maple syrup, and Annan went to seduce the noble lady of Huadu.
Annan threw the magic ring containing all his wealth to Klein, hesitated for a moment, took it back, and put the black gemstone earrings he had only worn once into his pocket.
In the dead of night, Annan began to meditate, and Klein stood motionless by the door like an armor stand.
There were only flowing lemons in the room and there seemed to be no movement in the next room...
A new day arrived, Annan set out for the south of the city and came to the garden street where a motorcade was lined up.
Magical creatures cannot enter, Annan asked Lemon to go back to find Klein.
Annan couldn't enter without an invitation, so he had to imitate Olmedo and put on a comfortable smile: "I forgot to bring... Will anyone suspect that I am not a noble?"
The guard was startled, looked at Annan a few times, and waved his hand: "Okay, come in, come in..."
"Thank you."
It was easier than expected. It seemed that I no longer had to disguise myself as a waiter to sneak into the banquet. Annan walked into the garden thinking about it.
"It's really asking for death..."
"What?"
Anan vaguely heard something and turned around, but the doorman was no longer visible in the busy street.
(End of this chapter)