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Their destination is Tren Town in the Principality of Ceylon. Tren Town is small and does not have a teleportation magic circle. The fastest way is to go directly to Jasmine Port in the Principality of Ceylon via the magic teleportation circle in the imperial capital, and then From Port Jasmine to Troon Town.

Jasmine Port is a well-known port city in the continent of Olin, an important trade channel between the Principality of Ceylon and the Sarat Empire, and the town of Troon is next to it. The distance is very short, and a day in a horse-drawn carriage is enough.

Although the scale of Jasmine Port is not as large as the imperial capital of the Garter Empire, due to frequent trade, it lacks the solemnity of the imperial capital, and the atmosphere is more open and romantic. It also attracts many wealthy businessmen and Ceylon nobles to buy houses here for vacation.

The sudden death of the priest in Troon Town last month made a lot of noise, but after people panicked for a while, they quickly forgot about it. By the time Yannick and the others came to Port Jasmine, the place was already as prosperous as before. Like weaving, it is bright day and night.

Yannick and the others did not stop at Jasmine Port, and directly hired two carriages to go to Troon Town. In order to conceal their identities, Bart and other paladins changed into ordinary swordsman costumes, while Yannick and the others There was a cloak on the outside, covering it tightly from head to tail, with only one face exposed.The sea breeze here is very strong, so many people will dress up like this, and it will not attract special attention. On the contrary, when the two coachmen heard that they were going to Troon Town, they both showed tacit and ambiguous expressions.

"Dear gentlemen, do you want me to take you directly to the best hotel in Troon Town? You must know that it is not easy to book a good house in Troon Town!"

"No need, we want to take a look around first." Yannick politely refused, and then asked casually, "I heard that Troon Town is a great place?"

"Of course!" The coachman was beaming. He completely regarded Yannick and his party as people who came here for vacation, because he would drive many such guests to Troon Town every day, and Yannick and the others were just one of them. "I believe you will not be disappointed!"

The more mysterious he said, the more curiosity was aroused.

The carriage galloped on the road, starting from the early morning, and arrived at the town of Trent in the evening.

"Gentlemen, this is the town of Troon. There are taverns and hotels on both sides of this street. You can find out where there are vacancies. If necessary, I can also act as a guide!" The two coachmen took [-] The reward of copper coins was also very enthusiastic. Seeing that Yannick and the others really didn't need it, they reluctantly left, and secretly regretted the loss of a chance to earn tips.

None of the six priests, six knights, and Baker had ever been to Troon Town, although they learned from what they saw along the way that Troon Town was not as barren and desolate as ordinary towns, and it might even be A popular tourist attraction, but when everyone saw it with their own eyes, they were still slightly shocked.

Just like what the coachman said, there are many taverns on both sides of the road, and hotels are opened above the taverns. From time to time, you can see scantily dressed, coquettishly dressed women standing at the door to attract customers.

In order to attract business, many taverns also use small magic equipment to add various colors to the street lamps and the wall lamps at the entrance of the tavern, which look colorful and very dazzling.

There were far more visitors than they had imagined. They walked in and out of the tavern shoulder to shoulder. There were ordinary civilians, and there were also aristocratic sluts. You could even see people dressed as mages and swordsmen. Standing on the street, you could hear voices coming from the tavern. There was the sound of clinking wine glasses and loud laughter.To use Yannick's words to describe it, it means that there are three teachings and nine streams, and dragons and snakes are mixed.

According to the coachmen, since there are hotels on this street, the casino and brothel are located on the other side in order to ensure that the guests will not be disturbed when they sleep at night.Judging from the scene in front of him, it is not difficult to imagine the grand occasion in the casino and brothel.

Due to the high housing prices in Jasmine Port, more and more people tend to live here. Anyway, it is very close to Jasmine Port, especially when this place is both affordable to live and play, there are many people. Paradise in mind.

Over time, the scale of Troon Town can already be called a small city.

This is a fascinating and depraved world, Yannick thought.

"Let's take a look at another street." The silver-haired priest said.

No one raised any objections. It is difficult to combine the city that never sleeps with the place of murder. In such a lively place, even the dark alleys will not be deserted. What's more, those who were killed were not ordinary people, but high-ranking priests. Of course, if the hotel Or in the room of a brothel, it is hard to guard against.

Thinking of this, everyone's expressions were a little subtle, as if they had glimpsed some ulterior secret.

"Didn't anyone in the Holy See tell you when you came out?"

Seeming to know everyone's thoughts, the somewhat withdrawn but very proud Priest Augustine gave them a science introduction coldly: "The bodies of the dead were discovered one after another, in different places, some were in hotel rooms, some were The other is in the suburbs. The other party may have the idea of ​​killing them one by one, so you'd better not act separately."

"Oh, Augustine, we all know you're smart, but we're not idiots, so you don't need to talk to us like you're idiots!" Priest Avery, who liked to sing a different tune, quickly retorted, rolling his eyes by the way.

"To me, you are." Augustine explained calmly in declarative sentences.

It was not the first time that the two looked at each other and hated each other. Everyone expressed that they were accustomed to this. This team was originally put together improvised. How sincere cooperation can they expect from each other?

At least the silver-haired priest did not express any opinion on this.

After walking through this street, I turned a corner and walked not far, as the coachman said, another night that never sleeps.

This place is even more dazzling than what they saw just now.

Colorful signboards rotate at the entrance of the casino, and the young women standing at the entrance of the brothel are dressed as various races, elves, vampires, oh, and cat girls, bunny girls, the thin clothes can hardly cover the plump The boobs, the fluffy rabbit tails and cat tails behind them are swaying in enchanting poses, enough to make any man's blood rush.

Yannick glanced over those almost real "vampires", and finally said the second sentence since today: "Okay, gentlemen, let's break up here, did you see the Twilight Bar just now? You can stay there for the rest of the time, and control the rest of the time freely!"

Everyone looked at him in disbelief.

Ai Fuli couldn't help but said: "Goddess of Light! We are here to complete the task, not to enjoy it!"

"Huh? Mission?" The silver-haired priest raised his eyebrows, but he performed this ordinary movement so beautifully. "That can only be completed in a state of full energy. This kind of place is just suitable for relaxing. It is not too late to start the investigation after three days!"

He even stretched his waist, his face was like that of all normal men, showing a deep longing for the scene in front of him, he looked more like a playboy than a priest.

Of course, this is not to say that the other men in the team are abnormal, they are just still thinking about this mission.

"Your Excellency Hill, this doesn't seem very good, does it?" Darwin, a middle-ranking priest, put forward his opinion tactfully.

Others respond more directly.

"If you don't have the ability to lead us, you can go back now, or stop interfering with our actions." Augustine said coldly, turned and left.

"Your Excellency Augustine!" His knight had to chase after him.

As soon as he walked away, Avery followed him almost without hesitation, of course, in the opposite direction.

Before leaving, he gave Yannick a mocking and contemptuous look.

Immediately afterwards, hula la, everyone left.

Except Bart and Baker.

Bart was tongue-tied, "Your Excellency, Your Excellency, this, what should we do?"

To be honest, he also felt that what others said made sense, but he couldn't just walk away like others.

He still remembers his duties.

"What should I do?" The silver-haired priest smiled and seemed indifferent, "Wouldn't it be better if he left, we can have a good time!"

"But..." Bart didn't know how to persuade the priest, his eloquence was not very good. "Then, what about our mission?"

Yannick smiled, "Life should not always be wasted on work, and you should not be too serious about being a human being. The Holy See has not stipulated when we should finish it. As the leader of the team, I have the obligation to fight for the interests of the team members so that you can better Enjoy life."

Return the team leader, I am the only one left in your team.Bart couldn't help complaining silently.

In contrast, Baker is not as entangled as he is. He pursues a rule in his heart: everything Yannick Hill says is correct, and everything Yannick Hill says must be unswervingly supported and execute.

The silver-haired priest looked at their two wooden faces: "I decided to go to the hotel to rest first, you can go and play as you like, don't follow me."

"No, no, I don't want to play, let me follow you!" Bart said hastily. As a paladin, his primary duty is to follow his allegiance anytime, anywhere.

"Well, whatever you want, it's really boring!" The priest shrugged without forcing, and walked to the Twilight Bar first.

The hotel above the Twilight Bar looks very high-end. Although it doesn’t look very eye-catching on the outside, the luxury and comfort inside is comparable to hotels in big cities. Yannick also saw the signboard from a distance just now, so he temporarily set the meeting point here. Unexpectedly You are right.

With money in hand, it was easy to spend, so he booked three high-class rooms for the three of them without hesitation, and then gave each of them five gold coins.

A good glass of wine here is about ten copper coins. According to the exchange rate of copper coins, silver coins, and gold coins, the five gold coins that Yannick gave are already considered a huge sum of money.

"Okay, I want to take a shower and have a good sleep, you can go to the bar downstairs to kill time, you can also go to the casino, brothel, wherever you want to go, in short, don't bother me, maybe I will wake up tomorrow morning I'll look for you after I'm gone. Baker, you too, don't follow me, you can follow Bart."

Bart: "..."

Only the silver-haired priest continued: "Your martial arts and swordsmanship are not proficient enough. It is not safe to be in this kind of place. Anyway, you can act with Bart. His martial arts are much better than yours."

After getting along with each other for so many days, no matter how stupid Baker was, he could hear the master's subtext: pester him well, and don't let him bother me.

"Obey, my lord, I will learn from Bart."

"Very good." The priest patted him on the shoulder approvingly, and walked towards his room under the hospitality of the inn proprietress.

Bart turned his head to Beck with a look of despair, "I think your Excellency must be joking. He didn't really decide to take a vacation here, did he?"

Baker said: "No, I think he is serious."

Hearing this sentence, Bart was even more desperate. He was still holding a little luck in his heart, thinking that His Excellency the Priest might be planning some earth-shattering big plan, so he decided to act alone without other people, but the truth is cruel, Ya Not only did Priest Nick leave other people aside, even he, the knight, would be abandoned now. Most importantly, since he came to Troon Town, he has never seen him give orders related to missions!

Even if everyone sat together for a meeting, it would be better than now...

Bart felt that he could almost foresee his own bleak future.

No time to pay attention to Bart's thoughts, Yannick's eyes lit up as soon as he entered the room.

The hotel looks extravagant on the outside, but the inside is completely fresh and fresh. It even uses earth magic to produce thin velvet grass on the ground, and ordinary rural field scenes are painted on the surrounding walls, but there is a slight difference. , the plants and trees inside are swaying and fluttering, as if an invisible wind is blowing them, and the ceiling is clouds flowing in the blue sky, which is completely a dynamic painting.

It was not the first time that the proprietress saw the surprised expression of the guests. She puffed out her chest and showed a proud face. She blew out the candlesticks on the table, and the surrounding scenery changed instantly. The ceiling and the surrounding walls turned into a vast starry sky. , the dazzling shooting stars flashed across the top of the head, if it weren't for the other furnishings in the room, I wouldn't feel that I was in a hotel room at all.

"Your vision is really good. We are the best hotel in Troon Town. I can guarantee that even if you are in the imperial capital of Ceylon, you will not find such a unique room!" said the proprietress.

"Yes." Yannick praised, "Simply amazing!"

"Each room in our hotel has a different theme, I hope you have a pleasant stay!" Hearing his praise, and the fact that this guest is a big spender, the landlady's smile became even brighter. "If you need anything else, you can summon us at any time by ringing the bell on the small table."

"Thanks, I think in such a wonderful room, maybe I should take a hot shower first?"

"Of course, I wish you a pleasant evening!" said the proprietress, and then left with a sense of humor.

As soon as the door was closed, the room returned to tranquility and comfort. Yannick looked at the starry sky above his head. No wonder everyone wanted to come to Tren Town to indulge in luxury and wealth. There are indeed characteristics that are not found in other places. The priests who died before were also the same. Because of being lowered by everything here, will the vampire take advantage of it?

He froze for a while, then took off his cloak, got up and went to the bathroom.

Yannick didn't lie to Bart, at least he didn't intend to rush to complete the task as soon as he came here.

The first enemy is secret, they don't know if the vampire has got the news, and they don't even know if the vampire is still in Troon Town.

Second, although they are wearing cloaks, their temperament is different from that of ordinary businessmen. When they gather together, their targets are very conspicuous, and people with a little experience will see that something is wrong. Wait for others to plot.

In this case, at least you must be familiar with the terrain, and know where there may be traces of blood clans. Besides, if the team is not united, they will hold each other back if they barely get together, so it's better to use this as a touchstone.

The silver-haired priest took a leisurely hot bath and went to bed wearing the bathrobe prepared by the hotel.

After a tiring day, the body relaxes and it is easy to fall asleep.

Yannick didn't see it. Just as he was gradually falling into a deep sleep, a silent vortex suddenly surged in the room, and countless black particles converged from all directions. The kitten quickly condensed into a human shape, and the outline gradually became clear. A tall and handsome man The man appeared beside the bed.

He bent down, and his hair, which was purer than the finest gold, fell to his ears, and gently brushed on the sleeping silver-haired priest. The gold and silver were intertwined, reflecting a brilliant and gorgeous color under the starry sky above his head.

As before, he pinched the priest's chin first, and gave a deep and lingering kiss. He didn't leave the red lips until the other party's breathing became slightly rapid, and skillfully pulled off the bathrobe on the other party's body, pressing his entire upper body. up.

then……

Then, he met a pair of eyes as clear and blue as the sky.

And that yellow magic crystal staff, oh no, it was the tip of the short sword hidden under the staff, which was right at his waist.

"who are you?"