This place is located at the corner of the alley and is as high as three floors. Because the alley is not very wide, anyone passing by will definitely notice it.

Different from the common stone buildings in Coldwater Port, the Pink Rose Hotel uses a wooden structure. The hotel does not occupy a very large area. After Shade lowered his hat and opened the door and walked in, he did not see the girl wearing very little clothing as he expected.

Sitting.

The first floor looked like an ordinary pub. On Monday morning, scattered guests had wine glasses in front of them and sat in front of the wooden tables chatting with each other. The wooden tables, wooden chairs, and wooden columns were rare in Coldwater Port.

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The intelligence showed that Mr. Darkness and his party lived on the third floor, but of course Shade would not go upstairs directly, but would walk to the counter on the side.

The middle-aged woman in an apron was keeping accounts. She looked up at the guest, and when she realized it was a stranger, she asked suspiciously:

"What do you need?"

Although she looked over forty, she looked very... charming. Shade could only think of this adjective, and reminded himself again what the hell was going on here.

"A glass of the cheapest rye beer. Also, are there any Rhodes here?"

This is what Shade learned from the experience of the grocers in Anthem Square. Hotels and vendors often stock up on Rhodes cards with special patterns.

"Of course."

The woman first bent down to prepare beer for Shade. After placing the wine glass on the wooden table, she took out a booklet from under the counter:

"Please choose for yourself, here are the prices."

There are two Rhodes cards sandwiched in the booklet, and it can be seen that they have been carefully preserved.

Shade was actually not interested in Rhodes cards with special patterns. He preferred Rhodes cards with special rules. So he just pretended to look at them for a while, then shook his head regretfully.

After paying for the drink, I took my glass and sat down at an empty table. This kind of small hotel in an alley didn't have good conditions. Probably even the windows were sealed to prevent prying eyes. There was only one gas lamp in the room above the counter.

, in addition there is a kerosene lamp on each table, which will only be lit after the guests sit down.

This is probably the living conditions of the poor.

Shade's original intention was to observe on the first floor first, trying to find traces of the ring warlock next to Mr. Darkness. However, he did not expect that he would pretend to hold a notebook and look at the foam of the cup of low-quality beer with suspicious ingredients for half an hour.

They all disappeared, and no one from upstairs came down.

Maybe that group of people weren't there at all, or maybe they were so cautious that they didn't show up easily during the day.

Shade was still thinking about something, but he didn't expect that someone would sit opposite him with a wine glass. This was not polite behavior.

He was a long-faced man with extremely short hair, with only furry stubble visible. His skin was somewhat dark, and his eyes had extremely severe double eyelids.

He looked to be in his thirties and very shrewd. After placing the wine glass on the table, he took the initiative to say hello to Shade:

"Friend, are you interested in Rhodes cards?"

A standard Delarian accent, probably the same level as the spokesperson of Tobesk City Hall.

"Of course," Shade shrugged.

"Interested in special cards?"
Chapter completed!