The question thrown by Wei Lin was like a cold wind blowing in from the window, making the warm room instantly drop by two degrees.
After confirming that there was no problem with using magic, Shuge summoned the running rat that had been bored for several days. The moment this guy landed on the ground, he ran twice around Shuge's legs, and
He made a series of squeaking sounds, seeming to vent his dissatisfaction.
I don’t know if he is complaining that the past period of time has been too boring, or accusing Shuge of being unfair to others and allocating the important remains of the Scions of Dark Abyss to Touch of Charron.
Xiuge stretched out his fingers to pick up the running rat: "You have quite a temper. If you continue like this, I'm afraid I'll have to change your name."
Wei Lin asked curiously: "What is it called now?"
"Snitch."
"Strange name... So if you want to change its name, what do you want to name it?"
"Quick."
The female mage raised her eyebrows: "It's also strange, where did these names come from?"
"A fairy tale circulated in Salem City is about the great adventure of a group of mouse heroes. Snitch is an assassin, and Quick is a mouse warrior..."
Wei Lin's tone made Xiuge a little uncomfortable. He raised his head and saw that the other party was looking sideways, carefully studying a beautiful bronze statue of a female elf placed next to the door.
Unlike other people who entered the hotel, these four people were allowed to carry weapons even when they were standing here. Not only that, they were even fully armed - the magic-killing silver sabers fixed to the sides of their bodies, which were very new and worn.
A long-tubed crystal gun with a bayonet.
The Adlon Hotel reminded Shuge of his past life.
Now she no longer dares to believe the things Xiuge said casually.
She curled her lips and said, "In that case, I'm going to take the opportunity to have a good rest. I'll choose the room on the right."
Even the opening of the door and Xiuge stepping out of the room did not cause any change in the movements of the four soldiers.
"how?"
However, the Votel people are not, as the residents of the plains say, "northern barbarians" who do not understand art and beauty. In fact, there are definitely many artists in the Kingdom of Votel, with different talents in literature, painting, sculpture, etc.
The art field is also flourishing on the Luowei Plateau.
At this time, Shuge saw the cover of the book - "Walter's Book of Folk Tales".
Xiuge clapped his hands gently: "I also agree with Miss Weilin's previous opinion. We will indeed be safer now than at any time in the past. Apart from taking a good rest, we really can't do anything else right now...
Then I’ll choose the room on the left.”
The moment he saw this pattern, Xiuge gave up the idea of further testing the soldiers. He quietly retreated into the room and then closed the door.
Stone statues may indeed be the most appropriate metaphor for them.
From here, he could see the magnificent and beautiful garden below the Adlon Hotel, and he could also see the "Foreign Guest Avenue" that he walked along when he arrived.
Xiuge squinted his eyes. He noticed that both the street and the garden below seemed very deserted now. Although the lighting fixtures in the garden and the street were operating normally, no one stayed in them.
There was not even a single car passing by on Foreign Guests Avenue.
He walked to the room on the left.
That's what Walter is not good at.
Shuge recalled the golden eagle claw pattern on the chests of the four soldiers: "It can mobilize members of Ymir's legion, and even allow individual members to serve as guards."
At least she wouldn't believe that these names came from any so-called "fairy tales", let alone that the heroes in those stories had any resemblance to this weird mouse with three tails.
The soldiers of the 5th Chasseur Regiment are already the elite of Votel's army, but compared to the four "sculptures" outside the door who are wrapped in pitch black coats, their momentum is a bit weaker.
At least it's not for everyone.
Xiuge closed his eyes and swept away all the messy thoughts and ideas from his mind. Then he stood up from the bathtub and reached out to flip the switch made of red magic crystals on the edge of the bathtub.
The decorations, supplies, and furniture made using a mixture of steam and magic technologies made Xiuge even more confused. When he soaked his body in the hot water in the bathtub, he felt even more confused.
I am not currently in Van En, which is facing a huge turmoil and crisis, but on a certain business trip.
Among the faint scent of incense, there is also a fresh scent of soap.
Xiuge shook his head: "No, I just think Miss Weilin's taste is...well, very unique."
The only thing that could be considered decorative on the four soldiers was the eagle claw pattern outlined with thin golden lines on the chest of their coats.
These soldiers wore hoods on their heads and standard metal masks on their faces.
Xiuge walked out of the bathtub, took out a towel, wiped the water off his body, and put on a pure black bathrobe.
"Um?"
Weilin stood up. Without saying anything else, she quickly set up some basic protection rituals in the living room and then walked to the luxurious room on the right side of the living room.
Black hard horn and shell began to emerge on Xiuge's right hand, and the sharp black claws continued to extend, leaving a long and narrow scratch on the edge of the bathtub.
The huge magic disk slowly rotated, and the sound of the rotation and friction of the metal gears was extremely loud. Under its vibration, Xiuge woke up from his dazed state. At that moment, the twisting black
The tentacles, floating shadows, and the hard keratin covering Shuge's skin all faded away.
Shuge sat down on the chair, and then expressed his judgment: "If I read correctly, those soldiers should be members of Ymir's Legion...or they may be called the 'Claws of Walter'."
"
Wei Lin glanced at Xiuge twice.
Wei Lin watched the magic mouse named Snitch running around the room, frowned and questioned: "Mr. Shuge, it is indeed appropriate to be moderately cautious, but this is the Adlon Hotel after all, and you may have some concerns.
It’s too much.”
Xiuge stood alone in the living room. He also glanced at the bold female elf statue, and then laughed: "I'm on vacation, right? I'm good at this."
The female mage raised her finger and tapped twice on the cover of the book: "I just saw "The Tenant of Ladies' Street" in it. As someone who has been to Ladies' Street, I must admit that Mr. Sugar's works are indeed
Your own uniqueness.”
"..."
What surprised Shuge was that Wei Lin had already arrived in the living room. She put on a very smart Ms. Walter's long dress, a long black windbreaker on her body, and a flower on her chest.
Beautiful corsage.
To be precise, four soldiers.
Although he heard Weilin say this, Shuge did not let Snitch stop his movements. So soon, it ran a full circle in this huge suite. It did not find anything in this suite.
As a result, the mood became even more depressed.
As an office worker in the past, Xiuge could tell that Wei Lin had entered a state of rest. She now walked into the room briskly like an ordinary social animal who finally got a break after working overtime for a long time.
, Xiuge even heard her humming two verses of a song in a very small voice, which was very pleasant and sounded like a folk tune from Walter.
Then a standard young nobleman of the Ernst family immediately appeared in the mirror.
Just as Wei Lin had guessed, there were four more figures at the door of the suite that was empty before.
"uh-huh."
However, the pale and thin body in the hot water reminded Xiuge repeatedly that nothing about him was the same as before except his gender.
The shape of this statue is very bold, and the clothes on it are very cool, so Weilin's expression at this moment is very similar to when she was reading Schuge's manuscript in Ernst's old house.
And Bolden is the leader among them.
"Mr. Sugar, do you have any comments on this book?"
Shuge smiled: "Okay, this place is indeed very clean, but I thought too much... there is no mezzanine, no magic, and no other rats."
The dark, deep light and shadow began to sway on Xiuge's body. Under the influence of the power of the messenger in the mirror, the palm of Xiuge's left hand that was raised out of the water began to slowly sway with the steam, as invisible as floating water vapor.
"Um……"
Xiuge nodded, then stood up, walked to the door of the suite, and opened it gently.
"Um?"
…
Wei Lin supported her chin and looked at the luxurious decoration in the room, and then she said: "Bolden is completely different from Salem. In a place like this, I don't dare to act like before... I suggest Mr. Sugar try his best to
Keep a low profile."
In this kingdom, the color black is too common, so common that it is overabundant. Even in this Adlon Hotel, black color still appears frequently.
Xiuge quickly changed into clothes and put on his coat.
Just like their other equipment and weapons, this mask is also a deep black, and even the magic crystals inlaid on its surface also have a dark and oppressive luster.
Xiuge started to make nonsense: "Well, anyway, it is a very popular story among children."
Compared to bright, warm and clean rooms, it prefers narrow, dark gaps and mezzanines.
"Well...that's what makes Walter's clothes so good. It highlights simplicity."
So Xiuge immediately turned around and opened the closet.
The female mage responded, and there was a brief lag on her face, but she immediately reacted: "I think that the powerful person who wants to see us...or to see you, I'm afraid he won't let go in a short time.
We left the hotel and even stepped out of this room."
"Maybe, at least he is an important member of the military system."
"Well, it's up to you to choose."
During that brief absence, Xiuge relaxed his control over his magic power, and dark magic colors gradually emerged from around his body. In the floating water vapor, dark tentacles emerged from the surrounding air.
Gradually emerging, these tentacles that had "grown" with sharp limbs under the influence of the descendants of An Yuan slowly swayed in the air with Shuge's breathing, and the ends of the tentacles like blades continued to cut the steam in the air.
After picking up his documents and belongings, Xiuge opened the door and came to the living room.
Probably because this period of time was too stressful and because we were finally in a stable environment, Weilin seemed particularly happy and relaxed at this moment: "As far as I know, the mages of Bolden will not condone the spread of horrible legends in the city.
Yes!"
"According to Alfred and Duden, I seem to have quite a few readers among Bolden..."
Xiuge pursed his lips.
"Bang!"
Wei Lin tilted her head slightly: "The Walter royal family?"
Under the command of Shuge, the running rat Snitch immediately ran towards the corner of the room.
Although he did not agree with the Ernst family, he had to admit that the Ernst family's bloodline was indeed very outstanding, at least this was reflected very well in his body.
He tried to pronounce the name of his past, but it felt awkward and difficult to pronounce, as if it was the first time he heard the name.
"A little slow, Mr. Sugar."
The door on the right is closed.
"So, what are Miss Weilin's next plans?"
A book published earlier this year that contains many miscellaneous stories, folk tales and novels. Shuge remembered that it seemed to include two or three of his own works, and they were still unabridged versions.
...This is enough to prove that this "folk story book" is not a serious book at all.
The Adlon Hotel was extremely thoughtful. The clothes ranged from Delan style to Walter style. Shuge even saw a set of standard mountain elf clothes and goblin clothes that looked like children's clothes.
Probably because she had washed her hair, she tied her long hair up and was holding a book and reading it with relish.
As Finn, the previous elf receptionist, said, the VIP suite provides its guests with everything they may need, including clean clothes hung in the closet in advance.
Wei Lin was startled by Shuge's footsteps. She raised her head and closed the book in her hand.
Xiuge tied up his long hair behind his head, stepped on the soft carpet to the window, and looked out at the night scene.
Xiuge quickly took out a set of dark clothes with thin golden edges. The coat of this set of clothes was dark blue, and there was a golden magic eagle emblem pinned on the cuffs.
The simple ritual engraved on the bathtub stopped functioning, the hot water stopped pouring, and began to drain out quickly.
"Lin...Xuge."
"Thanks for the compliment."
…
Uh-huh, I barely managed to write this chapter during the Spring Festival under the supervision of the elders.
There is no way, I have to be punished twice for touching the keyboard, it’s too painful