Compared to the cold and majestic Breeze City, the simple and primitive buildings, and the chilling-looking snow-capped mountains, the brightly painted Bethal City has a style closer to the south and is more prosperous.
At least it was towards evening before their carriages squeezed into the city.
There were far fewer professionals wearing animal skin protection cloaks along the way, and due to the implementation of the Alien Order, no aliens such as elves or dwarves could be seen on the streets.
Follow the other caravans to the square of the Merchant Association, where they should separate.
"You really don't want to inform the city lord of the changes in the village? You can get a lot of bounty." The princess hummed nonchalantly: "I don't need the bounty, I just need to let Betar City know about it."
"Bounty? Is it a lot?" Annan suddenly asked.
"There should be dozens of silver coins..."
"Then I'll go with you. I don't have much money anymore..." Annan has almost spent all his money, and he doesn't want to use the portal to ruin the fun of this adventure.
"We want one too!" the knight girl jumped out and said.
"Hmm...ok."
The princess is calm on the surface, but her heart is bleeding... Joan, Joan, why did you have to say that...
They sold the goods first. The lonely man and his nephew or son carried a cart of grain, the knight girl Alstorfo carried a cart of leather, the princess's cart contained crude and simple female accessories such as earrings and rings, and Annan carried a cart of grain.
Containing a batch of cotton thread.
The belongings of the lonely man and the knight girl were quickly confiscated by the merchants, and only half of the princess's jewelry was sold - the sale was slow and troublesome.
Annan's cotton yarn... was actually sold. The merchant hesitantly gave him 16 silver coins and told him not to do it again.
Princess Joan was in a better mood: "Don't you know? The King of the North's Susan spinning machine makes spinning more than ten times faster, and cotton yarn has long been worthless!"
"King in the North?"
Annan pretended to be ignorant and asked them who the King of the North was.
The lonely man and the knight girl looked at each other, and Astolfo said: "The King of the North is a handsome and intelligent nobleman. Under his rule, Xingyue Bay lives and works in peace and contentment. He also uncovered the ratman's conspiracy to overthrow Breeze City.
Countless ratmen were killed in that crisis! It is said that there is something called magic image, but the tickets are too expensive and we have no chance to see it..."
"Any more?"
Annan looks forward to continuing to hear compliments from strangers.
"Well……"
The knight girl asked the princess for help, and the princess said with longing: "It is rumored that he has a pair of black eyes, which are like black gems... If you dig them out, they will be very valuable..."
Annan quietly pulled down the felt hat that covered his hair.
After unloading the goods, they rushed to the city lord's palace in Betar City in the center of the commercial street - it was more lively and noisy than Breeze City, with a strong commercial atmosphere. The snowflake sculptures of the Twelve Kings of the North, representing the Diatra family, stood majestically.
The square in front of the city lord's palace.
Compared to the Diatra family, the Reeves family, which lives a peaceful life in Osulonde territory, is like a group of country bumpkins...
They approached the guards, and Annan looked calm. It would be okay if his secret was revealed. He might even be shocked by "You are actually the legendary King of the North."
As a result, the guard didn't look at them at all. After telling them what happened in the village, the guard called for a document to record the details.
"...You said those villagers are numb and slow?"
"Yeah! Just like a drunkard who doesn't move around."
"Maybe it's the blood of madness..." The document recorded this.
"Mad blood?"
Annan had never heard of it. The knight girl explained: "An evil spell. Vampires pour mad blood into water sources, and humans who drink contaminated water sources will become mindless slaves."
Annan thought that he seemed to see a well in the village...
But then not only did they not get the bounty, they were almost imprisoned in a dungeon - the clerk suspected that they were contaminated, but fortunately the knight girl used the law to help them escape. But the bounty was also wasted.
"Why are they like this! It was obviously us who brought back the news first!"
"They can keep the bounty all to themselves, why should they share it with us?"
Joan continued to bleed, her silver coins...
"My silver coins..."
Joan An quickly covered her mouth, realizing that she had not accidentally said it, and asked the depressed Annan if he had a place to live.
"Not found yet."
"Seeing as this is your first time in Betar City, I know a tavern that is safe and cheap. Do you want to come with me?"
"certainly."
Joan led them to a residential area bordering the slums. The guys who knew her drove three carriages to the backyard, and Joan rushed into the hotel impatiently.
"Uncle Mulma, I'm back!" Joan warmly greeted the gray-bearded middle-aged man behind the counter: "They are not fat sheep, they are my friends."
This hotel is not as lively as the pub. There are a few round tables in the lobby. The oldness and desertedness remind Annan of the Dawn Tavern.
But as they chose a room and ordered some food, the tavern quickly became lively.
After Uncle Mulma gave a plate of food with a smile, they each talked about their own experiences. When it was Annan's turn, he said: "I have a big family to feed."
Specifically, there are more than 1,500 people and more than 300 gold coins per month.
Joan told the story of being persecuted by the evil queen.
"Are you really the princess of the Tatoon Empire?"
"Absolutely true."
Joan raised her skirt and curtsied: "My name is Joan Ecosela Anfinson Behdad Clermont."
"I am...Francois." Annan said.
The knight girl hesitated to speak.
Overall, the dinner allowed them to relax. Annan declined the bathtub prepared by Uncle Mulma. He thought that venturing out to take a bath was too luxurious and would wash away the dust on his face.
When I returned to the room and prepared to rest, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Doubtful who would come to see him so late, Annan opened the door. A strange and sneaky figure stood outside the door:
"Guest, do you want to see something exciting?"
"...how exciting?"
"Do you know the magic stone passed down among the nobles? It's so exciting..."
Recording the magic stone has been circulated among the nobles... As a person who created magical images, Annan has never seen the works of these colleagues... and it only costs 10 copper coins.
Looking around the corridor, there was no movement in Astolfo's room. Annan quietly closed the door and followed the young man out of the tavern and into a house in the alley. More than twenty young people crowded into the living room, sitting on rickety wooden chairs.
Go up and urge the boss to activate the magic stone.
After the last guest, Annan, took out 10 copper coins, the boss activated the recording magic stone - after a few seconds of waiting, the familiar "New World" and the blue planet appeared in front of him.
Feeling bored, Annan left the darkroom and returned to the hotel to rest.
