The author Tata, the writing is not good, I decline to attack, thank you~ If you don’t like to read it, you don’t have to read it, that’s the level.
Outside the town of Dusk, the consecutive nights of snow did not accumulate too much snow. The roads in the forest were barely smooth, but it was already early winter. Winter wolves were almost everywhere in the Riskat Mountains.
The wolf has invaded every corner of the forest, and the lack of food in winter makes the wolf, an originally ferocious animal, become extremely ferocious and will mercilessly attack anyone who tries to cross its territory late at night.
Palin looked up at the sky, and the sun had already set in the west. If he left Dudu Town now, it would be impossible to leave the Ruiscat Mountain Forest before night! Dark night is synonymous with danger, and the winter wolves in the mountain forest will never ignore those intrusions.
The guys in their territory will never let go of this rare and delicious food in winter! If the person leaving now is not absolutely confident in his own strength, then he is an absolute idiot.
Palin organized his thoughts into clear ideas in an orderly manner, then raised his head slightly, and tightened his slender fingers on the dark secret cane, as if to confirm his own strength, which was an extraordinary thing.
Power is the power of arcane magic.
In the empty package, the small exquisite ring named Tyr's Holy Candle, which was originally intended to be sent to Xue, has disappeared.
If the ring had not been invaded by a ninth-level spell or programmed to tamper with the memory in the mind, then it is certain that it was accidentally borrowed by someone hiding in the shadows.
As long as my intelligence does not drop below 3, then I will never believe the former reason. Palin thought to himself, so who is this guy who "borrowed" the ring?
Chui Mu Town is a small town. No one has ever said that it is a huge city. Even the almighty Lord God must respect this somewhat helpless fact. Although it is small, although the sparrow of Chui Mu Town is small, it has five internal organs.
Juquan. Whether it is a trade union or a hotel, everything is available, but Chuimu Town is still too small, so there is only one hotel in the whole town, and the name is even more simple-----Chuimu Hotel.
If the player doesn't want to spend the night outside, then he has only two principles, either go to Old Henry's tavern and get drunk, and then enjoy the luxurious treatment of sleeping on the floor in the tavern, or come to the Dusk Inn and get a room.
Hang the character here.
He just lost something in Old Henry's bar, so even a stupid thief would not stop at the crime scene, so this guy has only one option: go to the Dusk Hotel.
The innkeeper in Dudu Town is a somewhat obese middle-aged man. People call him Fat Brun. He is a fat middle-aged man who always has a big belly. Fat Brun’s face is always full of smiles.
Of course, the premise of this smile is that you have enough gold coins in your hand to excite him.
Palin braved the raging cold wind and walked quickly across the long street to the door of the Sunset Hotel. The wind blew the big signboard of the hotel swaying a little here and there. It seemed that the huge signboard could fall down at any time.
There was no one at the door. Everyone stayed in the warm room. The door of the hotel was as quiet as a monastery hidden in the mountains. The hotel's thick oak door was closed tightly, as if it were a warrior.
, resisting the invasion of the cold wind.
Palin pushed open the huge store door made of heavy oak. There was a huge magic lamp hanging from the ceiling of the hotel. Warm orange light shone out from it. The crackling sound of the flames burning in the fireplace on the east side of the hotel made him feel sad.
There was a flash of joy. The cold wind that poured in when the door opened made the players in the hotel shiver involuntarily. The heated discussion stopped for a moment. Everyone looked at him with an unfriendly look, and then the discussion continued.
.
Palin didn't speak, but looked at the people in the hotel carefully. Most of the players were sitting in twos and threes in the lobby. There was only one man in extremely thin clothes lying in the corner near the stove. He seemed to be unconscious and covered with clothes.
A warm thick blanket. His clothes were thin, with only brown linen covering his body. His hair seemed to have been shaved not long ago, and a weathered wooden cane was placed beside him.
Quietly passed through the player's seat and came to the square bar. The hotel owner, Fatty Brun, was sitting there. He was recording with a quill pen attentively and carefully counting the items at hand.
gold.
"May the great Woking always take care of you, and may Woking's divine grace fill your future path. Dear Boss Brune, I have something to ask you." Palin smiled politely.
The hotel owner said, "Do you know that guest came in just now?"
"May the light of the silver moon illuminate your steps forward, respected Mr. Mage." Fatty Brun raised his head and looked at our Mr. Mage with an appraising gaze. His eyes were so profound that he seemed to want to see everything through.
"However, regarding that issue... Master, you know that it is unethical for a businessman to reveal the customer's privacy casually. God will not allow this kind of behavior..."
Palin reluctantly took out a gold coin from his pocket and interrupted the fat boss's chatter. It seemed that it was impossible to obtain information from this money-grubbing fat boss without paying anything.
"Here's the gold coin. We must respect the teachings of Goddess Woking. It is our honor to do our best to gain the greatest wealth." Palin sent the gold coin to the fat man.
"Yes, here's the gold coin," the fat boss quickly took the gold coin, wiped it with his big fat hand, and then put it away carefully.
"Let me think about it." The fat boss paused. "Well, Mr. Master, how long did you just say about?"
"About a quarter of an hour." Palin roughly estimated the time, and then accurately reported a number.
The fat boss lowered his head and thought for a moment, then pointed at a young human woman sitting in a high chair next to the counter.
Following the boss's direction, Palin saw a human woman wearing a thick winter coat and putting a cloak on the back of a chair. In front of the woman was a human woman who was tasting elven water, but now she did not move, just silently.
Sitting at the table and thinking.
Palin shook his head, "Is there anyone else? Mr. Boss"
Palin was sure that he had never seen this beautiful lady before, so the one who borrowed things would naturally not be this lady.
"Others?" The fat boss patted his fat head. "Are you talking about you? Mr. Mage. There are very few people coming in during this time."
Fatty Brun joked.
Could it be that I guessed wrong? Palin secretly wondered.
Just when Palin thought he had guessed wrong and wanted to leave the hotel, the fat boss suddenly shouted as if he had remembered something. "Well, by the way, before you came in, there was a little halfling in red clothes.
The girl also came in."
Palin smiled, then looked around carefully and found that there was no figure of the cute halfling wanderer in the hall. "So boss, where is the little girl now?"
The fat boss twisted his thumb and middle finger vigorously a few times, making a classic action that has been passed down to mankind for thousands of years.
Palin naturally understood the meaning of this action. He handed a gold coin to the fat boss's hand with a smile.
"Well...go upstairs and take the second room on the right side of the stairs. I believe you can get an answer that satisfies you," the hotel owner said with a smile.
"Thank you," Palin said.
The wooden stairs made a "creak, creak" sound. Before Palin reached the end of the stairs, he heard the happy scream of a little girl.
"Brother Priest, with this ring, our mission will definitely be completed." A little girl's cry came from far away.