When Cronpis saw him blocked outside the Golden Mai Hotel, the reason was that unicorns were not allowed to enter, she immediately became happy: "What about racial equality? What do you think of Ainz Ooal Gown's rules? Uh-huh.
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The doorman looked almost like he was about to cry.
At this glance, I knew I was looking for trouble. The store just now sold pets and pet food. The unicorn cubs, scallops, and octopus that Crounpi was wearing belonged to those two products respectively. But just now Crounpi
Si used what he considered to be the most sublime way of teasing the famous "drifting gang" in front of the guards. Everyone in the area had no choice but to swallow their anger and be cautious.
Just talking about that incident actually made many people feel happy. However, the background of the guy who can lead the "blatantly illegal" in Ainz Ooal Gown is definitely not simple. Everyone doesn't want to be remembered, so it has been agreed for a long time. See
Any bad guy must show his composure when he is defeated.
The guard thought that if he had a conflict with Crounpis, even if he reported the crime, he doubted that the other party would be able to use the situation as an excuse to send him to prison.
Crownpis didn't know how her behavior just now was actually evaluated, but she secretly wondered if the guard's tears were a little too low.
"Okay, okay, just kidding, take care of this for me."
Crownpiss, who had casually got a unicorn cub just to find trouble, naturally didn't pay much attention to the unicorn cub. She casually pushed the reins into the guard's hand and went in.
Kroenpisi passed through the gate that seemed to be a city gate, several meters high, and entered this hotel located in the bustling area of the city. At first glance, it was indeed different from the one outside the city, although the decoration taste was better than Kroenpisi.
Pisi seems to be a little worse, but she still tries her best to show off her luxury among ordinary people.
The ceiling is quite high. What looks like the second floor from the outside turns out to be the first floor from the inside.
However, there is an open staircase and corridor in the middle of this floor, which separates the upper and lower floors. There are smaller tables and chairs. In the middle, where you can see the high ceiling when you look up, there are quite large tables and chairs.
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From goblins and dwarves smaller than humans to huge giants, from humanoid demi-humans to grotesque alien races, there are all kinds of tables, chairs and tableware that can be used.
This effort is much better than the hotels outside the city. Crounpis has visited other cities where multi-ethnic coexistences exist before, but most of them have different hotels catering to different races. This is more efficient and less likely to cause conflicts.
When the flow of guests of certain races reaches a low point, it causes a waste of resources. Although it seems that the consumer group is single and the income is reduced, in fact, the net profit after removing the costs may be more.
If the situation here was a result of Ainz Ooal Gown's desire to flaunt "racial integration" and issued a decree requiring it, then Cronpis would like to give it a bad review.
Of course, the key point still depends on the wine.
"Most of them are varieties that are not within my sphere of influence. Is it possible that some of them are just brand names but actually contain the same thing? It's unlikely." Crounpisi looked at the display while walking.
Wine cabinet, I muttered in my mind.
In this world, wine can sometimes reflect more things than eating habits.
Because there may be relationships between different civilizations and races at the upper and lower levels of the food chain, the interpretation of racial relationships through diet is sometimes too straightforward and has nothing to do with culture, ideas, etc.
Wine is different. The only thing that wines from different races have in common is that they contain alcohol. They use different raw materials, brewing and production methods. A good wine from one race may be like sour water to another race.
What is a wine-tasting style with a sense of ritual and folk custom to one race may be extremely insulting and blasphemous to another race.
Within Crownpis' sphere of influence, these problems have never been resolved.
It just avoids the problem, just like how most places separate hotels and inns of different races - separating wine consumers.
"Banning" seems impossible.
Many things in this world that have nothing to do with survival can be banned by force and power, but alcohol is very difficult. The same is true in the time and space where Crownpis obtained her initial memory and in other time and space she has traveled. Banning alcohol will even directly breed the underworld.
.It seems that there was a phenomenon where American soldiers took the alcohol fuel out of the torpedoes and mixed it with water to drink.
Therefore, the information contained in wine is not simple, maybe it is just that to ordinary people, but the organization behind Crounpisi is not small, and there are many things that can be analyzed.
She followed the direction of the induction and walked across the aisle. Once, Tu Yile walked under a giant's chair without causing any disturbance. The giant also lifted his feet for her, as if he was worried about accidentally kicking his legs when they were swinging.
She is the same.
When she was about to go up the stairs, her attention was slightly attracted by the diners at the very short table under the stairs. She bent down and poked her head over with a little interest, and said: "My dear friend, you don't seem to be eating well.
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It was a maggot-shaped demi-human with a pink body, an enlarged body shape, and long arms and legs.
The power of the rank magic system has a lot of ways to distinguish between demi-humans, aliens, and monsters. Crounpis, who has mastered the "Book of Yugula", can now roughly distinguish the racial categories at a glance, even if the appearance looks like an alien.
Or a monster, but she is indeed a demi-human.
There are also demi-humans of different species within her sphere of influence, so this is enough evidence.
The reason for special attention is actually that she can use sixth-level magic. As an indigenous resident, she is considered to be the top level below the Transcendents. It is quite different from the way she eats under the stairs.
The demi-human put down the awkward utensils he was holding on to, retracted his long tongue, turned his head and said, "My racial name is Panders, and I am a female."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I can't tell at all." Crounpis said deliberately and rudely.
"It doesn't matter. It's inconvenient for other races to distinguish us. My appearance is quite neutral among the tribe, and I'm often said so." Panders didn't feel angry at all.
Crownpiss continued to stimulate: "Is it okay for you to eat like this? Even if the table and chair are so short, your body shape is not suitable, right? I have seen races similar to yours in the northwest, which is the most comfortable for you
Shouldn't the way be to eat while lying down?"
"After all, it is one of the laws on civilized behavior required by Lord Ainz Ooal Gown, and my tribe has also received favors. Since we have taken refuge in that Lord, we must abide by the laws, and it doesn't matter if we get used to it."
"It's a pity that I have a new one now. Hee hee." Crounpis gave up and straightened her back again to prepare to go upstairs.
