A new guest really came to the inn. Roma, who was staying in the room, was not surprised. Instead, the three people who went out had not calmed down the aftermath of surprise.

"Are you a fugitive?" asked the little lion.

"No, I'm just a smuggler." The guest who came ashore replied.

His name is Cramer, with yellow hair, wet smell of water and a wide chin. Before he could dry himself, the "Iron Fork" did not allow him to go to the room. The inn was even more worn than expected, because there was not even a fireplace in the room. With the fire, Uriel felt that a grilled fish seemed to be burning beside the stove.

"What does it feel like to smuggle boats?" Roma herself had been a smuggler, but she escaped from the ticket to the shuttle station. At that time, she also used the magic on her ring.

"I was so scared." Cramer confessed, "Although the first mate took my uncle's money and allowed me to board the ship at the small town port, he would only turn a blind eye to me, not help cover it up. In short, I was finished when I was discovered."

"Where are you going to smuggle?"

"Of course it's Knights Bay. Otherwise, why would I leave my house? The gates of Six Finger Fortress have been tightly guarded recently."

"Then were you discovered by the sailors when you came down so early?"

"I was killed when I was discovered. It was another reason. I found out that the ship was not going to stop in Knights Bay, and they were going to cross the port. The first mate lied to my uncle and didn't care about where I went. I had to look for opportunities to jump down when the ship was closest to the river bank and swam to the shore."

This is the truth, but Urial suspected that he had heard it wrong. You know, the Cavaliers Bay is the end of the Golden Bird River, where can the Alliance ships go?

But Roma's focus is more realistic: "Then why don't you jump in Knights Bay?"

"Oh, Miss, there are fishmen in the Sea of ​​Songs. How dare I jump down?" Cramer shivered suddenly, not knowing whether it was cold or fear. "It is said that the new lord of the Knights Bay is a fishmen, which is really ridiculous! How could Her Majesty the Queen let such people rule the harbor? I think the Nagas will climb up to the coast of the Kingdom sooner or later."

"I heard that the Bay Lord is descended from a cousin of Her Majesty the Queen." Brace interrupted.

"How could your Majesty have a cousin of a fishman?"

"Did you forget? After the Battle of Ravens ended..."

Uriel wants to hear the content of this "Rare Battle". In the world, there is no such battle in Eastman's history. This war is 80% related to the mysterious realm. After all, there are also a large number of mysterious creatures in the kingdom of mortals.

But Kramer didn't plan to continue. He nodded vaguely, and the two nodded tacitly, and the topic passed. Uriel had no nerve to ask. Anyway, I would get information from Soren's mouth sooner or later, so there was no need to explore other people's hearsays.

Roma also tried his best to pretend to be clear, which was very funny in the eyes of the apprentice. I can't laugh at him. Now they play travelers, not adventurers running around. Most travelers are Eastman people, and Yaskawa is actually a minority among adventurers. Judging from their appearance, it is probably the "Rare Battle" in Eastman is a major event of the same level as the "White Disaster" in Venice, and everyone knows it. Uriel opened the newspaper while thinking, but couldn't read a word.

"Are you a mysterious creature? You dare to get on the ship of the Oathkeepers." She had to ask something else.

Cramer took a big mouthful of hot porridge. It was fine to put a whole bowl on his mouth, and the apprentice thought to himself. "Mysterious creature? Adventurer?" He looked at the little lion Roma interestingly, "Little sister, what do you think! Adventurers will not smuggle over the ship of the Oath Guardian Alliance, they will be discovered as soon as they get on the boat."

The hot shower made Roma go to bed very late. The next day she yawned and almost exposed her tail on the dining table. Uriel glared at her warningly, and the little lion immediately lowered her head honestly. Fortunately, the "Iron Fork" was cleaning up the roof, and Brace went out to add grass to the horse. Cramer's snoring sound came from the rooftop, and he would definitely sleep peacefully on the boat. Uriel swallowed the last spoon of beans, and now he finally had time to open the accumulated newspaper and see what new news was on it. No matter what the newspaper said, the next time would be pleasant.

The first news: Ten days ago, the price of Mithril continued to rise, and the Oathkeepers began to restrict the export trade of mysterious metals. I am afraid that Bloomnot would be affected, and the apprentice suddenly felt that his promise to Sauron might not be fulfilled. The second story is closely related to it. A well-known chamber of commerce in a mysterious field is on the verge of bankruptcy. Many people speculate that this is the reason why their peers took the blame. The third story is gossip news about a big man in the Knights Bay.

"There is a literate person here, which is really amazing." Breth returned from getting water. After seeing him, he couldn't help but say, "Only the priest and the village chief can read and read. An adventurer once came to Hongmulin. He said that his name is Smet, and he is also a literate person. Do adventurers have to read and read?"

Uriel looked at him. "You want to be an adventurer?"

"No." He glanced at his father secretly, "not at all. I just said, I thought they were all literate. That's it."

"Not all." Before he escaped, Ulier answered his question. "I have seen the task described by the picture on the bulletin board, and obviously only the same adventurers who do not understand the common language will take it. In short, what most adventurers need is strength and experience, not knowledge."

At this time, "Iron Fork" cursed in a dialect they couldn't understand. Before Brace could respond to Uriel, he ran away quickly.

"Look at this young man, why do I look so familiar?" The ring came out. "Is it the same reason you said so much to him?"

He is different from me. "I have something to ask you. It has nothing to do with adventurers."

"It's the Battle of Ravens, right? You can find it by going back to the library, don't bother me."

"No. I want to ask this." Ulier unfolded the newspaper, which was the "City Daily" a week ago. God knew how it spread from Bloomnot to Eastman. The newspaper reported on "San Carlos Snow Disaster" in a full three-page publication. The title made him think at first that he was the Venezuela newspaper with the wrong name. "I bet it was done by the white man."

"The genius bet with you. Of course he did this, it seems that he hates the City of Mist"

Uriel didn't think so. He felt that Joey valued San Carlos, and not just because it was a city of towers. "Those rebels are finished." He said to Mr. Ring after reading the report.

"You want to ask him why he didn't come back? Why don't you look down?"

He then watched.

The news behind was even more explosive, and the title jumped out of paper and flew in front of him. Roma, who was opposite, saw this scene, almost spit out the milk. "Bloomnott's Ring City Daily? What did you say?"

"The Vampire announced his withdrawal from the Oathkeepers--"

"This is good news." She stuffed it into a mouthful of boiled beans.

But it wasn't for Joey. Ulier knew why the mentor had not returned yet. The ripples caused by this shocking news in the mysterious realm were not so easy to calm down. He grabbed the floating words and pressed them to the newspaper. "Not all."

Roma expressed confusion, afraid that she, like all the mysterious people of the tower, could not understand the mood I expected to see Bai Zhijun. In fact, they would only happen when they encountered danger, but the next time they met him on the stairs of the tower, they would still close their mouths and wander and avoid them. Uriel was a little angry with Joey. His way of dealing with the rebels was to flood San Carlos with heavy snow. This was beneficial to maintaining majesty and would also make the enemy frightened, but he felt that Joey could actually do more beautifully... not only fear it.

Forget it, he must know better than me. Uriel thought about it and folded the newspaper. It has been a year or two for Joey to become an envoy of the inspector. Since he chose this method, most of them have his reasons. An apprentice who has been to Knox for less than a year is not qualified to interfere with the experienced mentor. To put it bluntly, I don't even understand the mysterious realm. "Have you eaten?" he asked Roma.

The little lion patted her belly, "It's not very good. Let's go hunting." Her suggestions were imaginative.

"You have a new hunting ground." The apprentice told her, "the bow and arrow are ready, aren't it?"

Her expression finally became serious.

Ulier raised his voice slightly: "Mr. Brace, please calculate the bill."

But his father "Iron Fork" came, and Brace was helping the coachman lead the horse. "I will remember to waive you the hot water fee." He shouted, not caring about the sound that woke another guest up. "Do you remember my name? Hum?"

"What?"

"I heard you called me 'Iron Fork' last night. This is not the nickname I gave myself."

"Sorry." The apprentice was very embarrassed. "I am Uriel, and the child is called Roma. Can you let me know your name?"

"You'd better call me Iron Fork." The shop took away the tableware. "There are thirty-six Black City coins in total." There was a loud bang above his head, followed by Kramer's wail.

"It's not expensive at all. Do you have any profit, Mr. Tiecha?" The apprentice was paying the bill, and the little lion Roma, who had already boarded the carriage, suddenly leaned over and asked.

"Better than nothing." "Iron Fork" snorted, "I hope you will eat better next meal, Little Roma. There are roasted rats sold in the village, so I would rather eat rotten fish. Meat is not all good things."

She wrinkled her nose disgustedly. "I began to believe that your inn is luxurious!" Roma retracted her head back to the carriage, and "Iron Fork" laughed.

When the inn disappeared from view and the crude villages and towns appeared from the shadows of the trees, Roma asked him: "Can I see the Iron Fork and Breth again? I like them very much."

"If you can become the Eastman garrison in the future," Ulier replied, "then no one will compete with me for the position of the envoy."

"You dream! The white envoy will teach you a lesson. You can't beat him at all."

"I have realized this." He couldn't help but smile. The outlines of the village and the church became clear, and Uriel stroked the hilt of the sword, and yesterday he carefully nourished the blade with his magic. Now his mission is calling him through the cold sword, and he will respond.
Chapter completed!