The business of the Motel Hotel is still so good, with ten tables full of people. In addition to adventurers often visiting here, members of the Barnle caravan are also regular visitors.
At this moment, the caravan members who occupied nearly five tables and were talking about it were just the caravans who had just returned from the small town.
As the owner of the caravan, the businessman Barnell knows how to control the horse. If you want the horse to run fast, you have to often eat some grass for the horse.
Therefore, not only did he consider the salary and treatment, but he would treat him every time he shipped the goods and let the caravans have a meal at the Met Hotel. It was precisely because of the boss' kindness that the caravans did not leave the caravan easily in many difficult times.
"Boss, are our pies ready?" At this time, after waiting for a long time, a caravan member couldn't help but get up and shout.
Because Romon had left the hotel, the Mot and his wife, who had a helper, were busier than usual. Although there was still a boy who was helping, it was already difficult for them to cope with the situation of fullness every day with the three of them alone.
"It'll be fine soon!" Mrs. Mot, who was busy making a ball of pies, asked the helper to bring the cooked pies to others.
Seeing the boy passing through the crowd a little clumsyly and almost dropped a pie to the ground in the middle, Mrs. Mot couldn't help but sigh.
"What are you sighing?" Manager Mot came over to pick up the pie. Seeing his wife sighing, he couldn't help asking curiously.
Mrs. Mot sighed, "It's okay, I just remembered that the child Romon came when I was busy. Alas! The child works neatly and neatly, but it doesn't worry at all." As she said that, she shook her head, obviously very emotional.
Knowing that his wife was not very satisfied with the current guy, the store manager Mott hurriedly smiled and said, "You, don't think about who Romon is. He is now a second-level druid, and the pharmacy store he opened is even more worthwhile. Do you want to use him to help in the store? I see you, alas..." Seeing that the boy came back, the store manager Mott hurriedly changed the topic.
In the other corner of the hotel, the businessman Barnle was chatting with his men. He was talking about the square meeting they missed.
"I really didn't expect that the tax officer was such a person. In fact, I always had a gloomy face, and even if I smiled, I would be a sarcastic person. How could such a person be a good person?" A caravan member said while drinking.
Barnle did not take over the words of his subordinates, but thought for a moment, then shook his head and smiled. No one knew what he thought of and laughed, but his smile made the members of the caravan more and more courageous to speak.
"I heard that Druid Romon was stabbed by Baccar on his shoulder because of this incident, which was so deep that it was visible..." A caravan member explained to others seriously. In fact, he heard these things from other places, but at this moment, he seemed to have seen them with his own eyes.
"Oh my God, what about it later?" someone asked. Whether this kind of thing is true or false, it sounds satisfying.
Seeing someone supporting him, the caravan cleared his throat, and then talked about how Romon endured the pain, how bravely fought against the evil tax officer, and finally killed him in a very exciting way. He talked to his teammates with a very exciting explanation.
After listening, many people secretly regretted that they did not witness the entire process of the square meeting with their own eyes. The businessman Barn listened quietly on the side. Seeing what his subordinates said as if they had experienced it personally, they couldn't help but shake their heads and smile.
"What, boss, is there anything wrong?" a man asked curiously.
Barnle shook his head and smiled. "It's okay, I just suddenly thought of an interesting thing from the past and suddenly wanted to laugh."
Everyone gave up after hearing this.
Just then, a young man pushed the door open and walked in from outside.
The Mot and his wife saw him first. The store manager Mot smiled at him and went up to give the boy a bear hug: "Romon, has healed his injury?"
Romon was stunned at first, then he realized that the other party was asking about the injury on his shoulder. He quickly waved his arm and signaled that his injury had healed.
"Romon, I heard that something happened to you as soon as I came back. What was going on? I want to hear the original answer." Seeing that Romon greeted others, he sat in front of him. The businessman Barn raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.
Romon raised his eyebrows and then laughed: "Isn't that the case? I have evidence of his crime, and he wants to kill someone to silence him, and then I killed him in self-defense."
Hearing him insisting on this statement, Barn laughed and stopped asking. Romon turned the topic elsewhere.
After chatting with everyone for a while, Romon finally turned the topic to the purpose of this trip and purchased a tool for drawing maps.
"Are you going to the Thorn Forest?" After hearing Romon's words, Barn frowned slightly, "I have the tools to draw maps, but are you sure you want to enter the forest? The deep forest is full of dangers. How confident are you to protect yourself if you go?"
Romon shook his head. "I have practiced swordsmanship for a while, so it should be useful, but now it's too late to regret it. I have signed a contract. Within this year, I must complete the task of drawing a map." As he said that, he spread his hands.
Barn shook his head, not understanding Romon's decision, but since things had reached this point and persuasion was useless, he had to ask someone to take the tools for drawing maps from the store.
They are: a special pen for map drawing, a special paper for map drawing, a "Computation Encyclopedia", and some other things that are not yet known for their purpose.
In that great essay, there are many problems involving extreme calculation of height measurement and distance. They are: measuring the height of the island, measuring the height of the pine trees on the mountain, measuring the size of the city, measuring the depth of the valley, measuring the height of the tower on the ground, measuring the width of the river, measuring the depth of the clear water pond, measuring the width of the lake pond from the mountain, measuring the size of a city from the mountain, etc.
Romon held the thick book and pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly. It was too irritating. He still had to read this book first? However, Barn then gave him some advice. Romon realized that there were only a few pages of forest measurement in this thick book.
The map drawing tools were not cheap, and all of them were counted, and there were actually 150 silver coins. Romon handed the coins to Barnle, chatted for a while before leaving the Met Hotel.
"So it's so troublesome to draw a map." When he returned to his room, Romon did nothing, turned the book to the location of the forest measurement and started reading it.
It was not until Romon finished reading all the contents of several pages that he sighed. Although the contents of these pages did not seem to be much, it was definitely not an easy task to actually operate.
Sure enough, there was no vain lunch in the world. Romon shook his head and put the book in the space, then immediately entered his mind.
The space was shining with sunshine. Since it was expanded to five acres of space last time and a batch of herbs had just been harvested, the space in Shennongjiao seemed somewhat empty at this time.
Romon strolled in the fields and looked carefully. Because he sowed the new seeds as soon as he harvested them. Therefore, through the careful care of this month, a small green bud has emerged from the ground.
Although not too much has grown, it is still green from a distance, giving people a feeling of hope. I believe that in two months, another batch will be harvested.
Romon walked around the space with satisfaction, and then retreated from his mind.
I was going to lie down and sleep, but someone knocked on the door at this time.
"Please come in."
As soon as the door opened, a sweaty face came in from outside.
"Who am I still talking about it? When did Fafeer become so delicate?" Seeing his weird appearance, Romon said angrily.
"Aren't I worried about disturbing your druid practice?" Because there was a precedent for disturbing last time, Fafer learned his lesson this time.
Seeing that Romon looked at him angrily, he also felt that he was a little funny now, and laughed and came in from outside.
With his backhand, Fafell came to Romon. "Romon, I heard from Nick that you will enter the Thorn Forest in three days?"
"Yes." Romon answered while tidying up the bed.
"Hey, listen to me, it's very dangerous in the depths of the forest. I'm not at ease when you go alone. Otherwise, take me with you." Fafeer laughed.
Romon glanced at him. "Don't you practice every day?"
Fafell waved his hand and said annoyedly: "Don't mention it, the course was over yesterday. The teacher said that this is all I can learn now. Romon, I heard that if you want to become a real warrior, you have to have a real fight, so I decided to go into the forest with you."
Romon glanced at him. "Do your parents agree?"
Unlike Romon, Fafer has parents. Because of Nick's last incident, Romon is a little repulsive about taking people to take risks.
Fafell laughed and said, "Of course they agreed! My father also encouraged me to train myself well!"
"Okay, you go back and prepare for the things you want to enter Lin first. In three days, come here to find me." Seeing that the other party really wanted to go, and then thought that the other party's combat skills were indeed at the same bottleneck, he agreed. Even if he could not improve, Fafell was a natural warrior, and now his level has reached level 2. He only lacked the smell of blood and fire. I believe that after a period of training, he could truly become a level 2 warrior!
Fafell cheered, asked Romon about what he needed to prepare, and ran out with excitement.
Chapter completed!