Hollow Knight: Hallownest

After the War of Three Gods, the negative impact of the plague was much smaller, and with the help of Uma's barrier, the infected residents almost all recovered. The only sequelae were a little listless and confused, but fortunately the previous tragedy would not be repeated, so the residents returned to their original places of residence one after another.

Since there were not many soldiers stationed in Crossroads and Dirtmouth, the scale of the damage was relatively small, and the reconstruction work did not take too much effort. On the contrary, the reconstruction work in the City of Tears started the earliest, but not much has been completed so far. Except for the aristocratic class who have rich family backgrounds and can rely on wealth to restore their glory, most of the civilians' houses are now only in their infancy, that is, at the level of rough-finished houses.

If it weren't for those towering towers, it would be hard to tell that this was the 'heart of Holy Nest' and 'capital of the kingdom' that was passed down among the bugs. The number of vendors on the streets was no longer as many as before, and it was a bit quiet. Only the occasional noble bug cart passing through the streets and the relief walls that had not collapsed could allow the bugs who came here for the first time to get a glimpse of the epitome of prosperity.

"Is this the City of Tears?"

Bumblebee's eyes kept moving between the city scenes in front of him, full of suspicion.

It was totally different from what Aunt Vespa had described to her. Looking around, there were few street scenes and most of them were patrols guarding the city. She couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"Forget it, after all, I'm just stopping by to take a look and rest."

It doesn't take much walking to get from the palace to the City of Tears. This is what she heard from her aunt the Queen when she was a child. But as for how to get from the City of Tears to the Green Area, she currently has no idea.

I have to find a place to ask for directions and get some information.

......

"Tsk, tell me, what's the big deal? I just went out to deliver goods and my home is gone!"

"Alas, you are still lucky. I am the one who is really miserable. Not only did I lose my home, but my wife and my surviving Geo are also missing. I didn't even see their bodies! Woo woo woo woo ..."

"Um, do you think there is a possibility..."

There was a noisy sound coming from deep in the alley. Bumblebee followed the sound and with the help of the flickering light of a fly lantern in the distance, he could just about make out a piece of tattered cloth stained with lime that was fluttering in the wind in front of the door. On it were vaguely written the words "Alley Tavern".

It is quite appropriate.

The hearts of those who survived the disaster needed comfort, and the alley taverns were the best harbor for the common people. After a busy day, the residents gathered together to have a drink, complain, and chat during their breaks. By comparing themselves, the pain was not so severe, and they could also be comforted, which provided a lot of emotional value.

Perhaps because it had become a refuge for many insects, the Alley Tavern was not greatly affected by the riot.

The proprietress is still the same proprietress, and the aroma of the wine is still the same aroma.

A peaceful atmosphere lingered amid the splashing of beer until the wooden door creaked open. A red figure suddenly glimpsed in everyone's eyes, like a drop of glaring blood, attracting the attention of all the bugs in the tavern.

The smile faded, the eyes were filled with sadness, and there was a hint of danger in the air.

It is not new for the nobles in the city to secretly capture coolies. In recent days, they have become more rampant due to the shortage of troops. The contradictions between the classes have also been growing and aroused in the undercurrent. Almost all civilians have a disgusted attitude towards those nobles with fat mouths.

Love someone and love his dog, and vice versa.

"Where did this little thing come from? Don't you know that minors are not allowed to enter the tavern?"

"You're wearing such nice clothes, aren't you afraid of getting them dirty here? Go away, you're not welcome here."

"Hurry up and ask your mother to take you back, you lost little fool!"

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

Bumblebee stopped where he was, listening to the sarcasm and ridicule coming from his ears, frowning, but not making any rash moves. He just pretended not to hear them and walked straight towards the counter.

Her impression of the city was much worse.

"Madam, can I ask you something?"

The bar owner's face was expressionless. She was wiping the cups by herself without even raising her head, as if she didn't hear anything.

"Madam, can I ask you something?" Bumblebee said it again in a slower pace. She thought the lady boss didn't hear her clearly.

"Buy the wine first, then ask questions, you little girl who doesn't know the rules!"

There was another burst of sarcastic laughter from the back. Bumblebee remained silent. After a moment, she took out half of the money Aunt Vespa gave her before she left and placed it on the table. Dozens of dull sounds were followed by a dazzling golden light, which was so bright that the proprietress couldn't help but look up with her eyes widened.

It's all Jingio.

"I am a nobleman, I can't earn this much in my whole life..."

"Oh, don't spend half your life. I probably won't be able to earn it in my lifetime."

The bugs around the wine table had eyes full of envy and even jealousy. A few of them had slightly distorted expressions. They lowered their heads and said nothing, just kept glancing at the pile of gold on the table.

"Madam, if I buy your wine, I can ask you questions, right?"

The proprietress was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I will only answer you what I am willing to say."

"Then give me a glass of your specialty drink." Bumblebee found a seat at the counter and sat down, waiting silently.

"Take it back, a glass of wine won't cost that many Geos."

The proprietress took away one of the gold Geos, replaced them with a silver Geo and a bunch of ordinary Geos and pushed them back, only accepting three ordinary Geos.

Noble treatment, three times the price of ordinary people, this is her principle.

"Tell me what you want to ask."

A cup of liquid as green as grass was pushed in front of Bumblebee. It was the first time she had seen such a unique and vibrant color, which inevitably aroused her curiosity. Before she could ask the question, the wine went down her throat.

His eyes lit up.

"It feels... weird."

Bumblebee pursed his lips, a light blush appeared on his cheeks, and he slurred a few more gulps. He squinted his eyes and felt the foam of beer rushing around. He had drunk a whole cup without realizing it.

"Um, boss lady, do you know how to get to Canglü?" Bumblebee lowered his head slightly, covered his mouth and burped, then looked up and asked.

The proprietress looked at the empty cup, slightly surprised.

You wouldn't have thought this little girl could drink quite a bit.

"Turn left and walk straight, then turn right and walk a little further to Wo'ou Commercial Company, where they sell maps."

"Thank you."

Bumblebee stared at the empty wine glass for a few more seconds before he stood up and walked out of the house, with a hint of charm in his steps.

The wooden door creaked and the tavern became noisy again, but everyone noticed that a few bugs also left the tavern after the girl left.

There is a mixed crowd of drinkers, so it is inevitable that some low-quality bugs will have bad intentions. This is also normal.

"You guys go and take a look, don't make too much noise, after all, he's just a child."

The proprietress was wiping the wine glasses and no one knew who she was talking to, but everyone stood up and walked out of the tavern.

The gray cloth fluttered in the wind, making rustling sounds, as if waving to the distance.

Everyone looked towards the alley on the left, their mouths opened slightly involuntarily, and they took a breath of cold air.

The red figure was no longer to be found, leaving only a few unconscious bugs with their eyes rolled back, lying in a mess on the damp gray slate tiles.

Looking closely, their clothes were still neatly arranged.