People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 333 Saluzzo

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, it was raining.

A man in a hooded windbreaker was lying on the seat near the bed, soundly asleep.

At this time, with a flash of lightning outside the window, the dull thunder suddenly exploded shortly afterwards, like a thunderbolt beating a drum, the loud sound obviously woke up the man.

He propped his elbows on the table and stood up, his steps sloppy.

There is a hangover-like dizziness in the head.

The table was tilted here and there, full of unlabeled wine bottles, which meant that he must have drank a lot last night, and the rainy weather outside the window made it impossible for him to tell whether it was morning or night.

who am I?
where am I?
The man thought hard for a while, feeling dizzy in his head, so he gave up.

He stepped over a drunk man who was lying on the ground, even the dense thunderclap didn't wake him up, and went straight to the bar.

The wooden bar counter with various mottled marks was wiped shiny.

The man tapped the table with two fingers, attracting the bartender's attention.

"where is this place?"

The bartender was a burly middle-aged man, and he said impatiently, "Where did you come from, a Germanic savage, I can't understand your nonsense, when you come to us, you should speak our language."

The man understood what the other party said and was thoughtful.

it's italian...

The accent is not too heavy, it should be from the north.

Because the south, that is, the territory of the Two Sicilies, used to live with Normans, Greeks, Moors, Saracens... Although they were Latinized, they still maintained part of their traditions.

After getting some information, the man skillfully switched to Italian and asked again: "Where is this place?"

"Can't you see it yourself? Of course this is a tavern, Iron Fist and Pretty Girl Tavern!"

There were two thick dark circles on the bartender's face. It was obvious that he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and this was obviously one of the reasons for his bad temper.

"Okay, you already know where this place is, now pack up your things and get out, Iron Fist and Pretty Girl Tavern is closed in the morning!"

"Also, I advise you to check to see if your wallet is still there."

"If it is lost, the store will not be responsible."

When the bartender spoke, he subconsciously put his five fingers together and swung them up and down according to the intensity of his tone.

This gesture seemed to awaken the man's memory. He rubbed the center of his brows and muttered, "This is different from last time."

I am Lothar, and I should be in the world of combat records now.

It is speculated that it was in Italy, or in a tavern opened by an Italian in the New World. Although I don't know what I did before, but right now, the most important thing is to join Cellinina and the others as soon as possible.

According to the experience of the last combat record, they should not be far away from them.

It's just, why am I here with a hangover?
Or is this just a background preset by a system for itself?
"where is this place?"

Lothar asked again.

There was a trace of anger on the bartender's face, and he rolled up his cuffs, revealing an anchor-shaped tattoo on it.

"Be careful if you want to make trouble. This is the property of the Sassari family. Outsiders like you, even if you are stuffed into a wine barrel and thrown into the sea, those patrolmen will not say a word for you!"

Lothar tapped the table lightly: "Relax, buddy, what I want to ask is the place name, understand?"

His tone was very calm, showing a kind of majesty who had been in a high position for a long time.

The troublesome dragon's prestige pervaded the bartender, who was originally stern, and sweat beads like soybeans immediately appeared on his forehead.

His upper and lower teeth chattered.

From this man in a black windbreaker, the bartender felt a very strong sense of danger, as if he would die on the spot the next moment if he didn't answer his question.

Hell, which family's killer is this?
Or are they those demon hunters who don't know how to live or die, but are very skillful?

The bartender swallowed, tried to calm himself down, and said honestly, "This is Saluzzo."

Saluzzo…

Lothar thought about it.

This is an ancient city located in the northern part of Piedmont, and it is also the territory of the Saluzzo family, one of the twelve high-ranking wolf clans in the giant ship world yesterday.

"Thanks."

The originally oppressive atmosphere was instantly broken.

The bartender could feel the sense of danger in the other party disappearing quickly.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone softened a lot: "I'm sorry, sir. I've seen people who can't remember where they are after a drink, but you are the first one who doesn't even know which city they are in. .That's why I mistook you for making trouble."

"Who was I with when you saw me yesterday?"

The bartender was silent for a moment, his face gradually filled with confusion.

If it wasn't for Lothar's reminder, he would never have thought that he would never have seen Lothar last night.

Then when did he lie down on the table by the window?

There was a flash of fear in his eyes, and he stammered: "I'm sorry, I don't remember."

Lothar frowned and said: "Then your memory is not very good-do you know Cellinina? The one from the Basilicata family.

She is my friend, I heard that she is staying with the Saluzzo family, I have something to ask her. "

"You're looking for Miss Cellinina too?"

"also?"

The bartender explained happily: "Yes, many people have been inquiring about Miss Cellinina recently. It is said that it is because the Basilicata family offended the wolf lord and even launched an expeditionary army to crusade against them in Germany. Mr. New Territory of Texas, are you really Miss Cellinina's friend?"

"Really."

The bartender said: "Then I advise you to go find her now. Whether you want to arrest her, exchange for a bounty, or want to support her, she should be hunted down by several big families."

"You know quite a lot."

Lothar chuckled and said, "But I didn't see the ears on your head, are you pure blood, or an ordinary person?"

A werewolf like Hans who can switch between a werewolf and a normal state is called a pure blood.

Sweat dripped off the bartender's face.

He forced a smile on his face: "Your Excellency, I'm just an insignificant ordinary person. As a bartender, I often listen to people talking about it, so I know a little bit more. You don't have to feel sorry for a small person like me."

"indeed."

Lothar didn't bother with these anymore. He patted his pocket and found that the money bag was brought with him, so he took out a gold coin and handed it over: "This gold coin is for Linina's position."

The corner of the bartender's mouth twitched.

The bounty offered by the Wolf Lord for Celinina was a full [-] large gold coins. Lothar only took out one gold coin, and he wanted to buy Celinina's information. It will be kicked away.

but…

Who made this person not easy to mess with.

In short, send him away quickly.

The bartender still said kindly and docilely: "Sorry, I don't know too well.

But what is certain is that she is definitely not in the residence of the Saluzzo family. After all, you also know that the Saluzzo family also belongs to the twelve families and is now the eleventh family. Basilicata was removed by the wolf lord himself. "

Lothar put the gold coins on the table back into the purse: "The information you gave is as if you didn't give it. This transaction is cancelled."

He turned away.

The moment the door of the tavern was pushed open, there was a storm of wind and rain. A few drunks who were near the door were shocked by the blowing, and after waking up, they cursed uncleanly.

Unfortunately, they only saw a man in a black windbreaker with a black top hat on his head, and broke into the dense rain.

"Where did this monster come from?"

On the face of the bartender, there was a hint of rejoicing that he survived the catastrophe, and then he couldn't help complaining: "You're still so picky..."

(End of this chapter)