The brave man who runs a hotel in an RPG

Unexpectedly, Kane and I, two 18-year-old teenagers, not only entered a brothel (and was almost raped), but also came to a casino in just three days. Speaking of casinos, Winsania was stopped outside the brothel She used to go to the casino to pass the time, and she seemed to have no resistance to going in and out of these places. I couldn't help but wonder about Winsania's age.

"Winsania, how old are you?" I asked Winsania who was walking on the left.

Windsania pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Arcis, you can't ask a girl's age casually, you know that elves can live a long time, right? Although half-elves are not as old as elves, they are longer than humans. Much more."

"So you're actually an old lady... Wait a minute, what kind of elf are you pretending to be like a player!"

"Ahaha." Windsania stuck out her tongue, "Don't ask such a question next time, just remember that grandpa and I are forever 14 years old."

——The face is Miss Elf, and it’s really okay to use that self-proclaimed name.

Stepping into the casino, the noise and music almost burst my eardrums after the map was loaded. Just listening to the sound is more like a disco than a casino. Looking back at Kane, he also pursed his mouth and covered his ears tightly.

Windsania swayed and held us one by one. The thin-faced Kane struggled to no avail with a look of death-defying resistance on his face. I also refused at first, but then I felt Wensania's soft and elastic chest rubbing against me from time to time. The upper arm is very useful to me, so I compromised.

Windsania dragged us deeper, as if she was going home: "Take you to see the new world!"

"I don't want to..." I murmured in my mouth under the attack of non-intermittent indiscriminate noise.

"Arcis, speak louder, it's too noisy here and I can't hear you clearly." Windsania complained.

"You don't know how to read dialog boxes..."

"I can still watch it, but I'm too lazy to watch it, Kane..." Windsania pointed.

Kane seems to have been disconnected for a long time, my left hand walked around Winsania from behind and tugged at Kane's collar and asked, "Kane, are you still alive?"

Kane glanced at me and moved his lips: "The authenticity of the immersive 3D cancels the dialog box, you guys chat, leave me alone."

I, who is used to watching dialog boxes (even reaching the state of dependence), have lowered my expectations for realistic 3D.

Wen Shania went to the infield, grabbed a waiter and asked, the waiter saw that she was terrified, and stammered, "You, why are you here again?"

And I noticed that other staff in the casino saw Winsania as if they had seen a ghost.

"They hate you?" I looked suspiciously at Windsania who was in the midst of pleasure.

She snorted disdainfully: "This is the fear of the strong, understand? I always win when I come, and they are afraid of me."

"Are you good at betting?" The inner court was quieter than the outer court, and Kane was able to join the conversation.

"No, but I'm lucky and guess right every time. Oh, I made a lot of money the day before yesterday."

"..." The corners of Kane's mouth stiffened.

A moment of silence for the unlucky Kane.

A few minutes later, the waiter Wensania asked brought a red-haired bunny girl with a hot figure in the corner of her eyes. The bunny girl lit a cigarette and puffed out smoke rings, and asked lazily, "Who is looking for me?"

This bunny girl should be Sally, whom Abis asked us to find.

"He's looking for you." Windsania pointed to me.

"No, it's her." I pointed to Winsania.

Salia snorted and said, "Hurry up if you have anything to say, I'm very busy." She took a sip from the wine glass on the passing waiter's plate, and said, "I heard that you are still looking for Joey?"

Windsania nodded: "That's right, what about others?"

Salia continued to sip the wine and didn't answer. We can only wait for her to drink up the wine. Salia sipped her bright red lips and said, "Joy must stay at the bar at all times. You should find him the last time." It's better to go and order a glass of wine, so that we can chat with him properly."

"Okay." Windsania stepped back behind me, pushed me and said, "It's time for you to play Alsis."

Why not push Kane to push me?

I glared back at Windsania, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Kane, who was evasive and didn't dare to look at Salia, so let me do it.

I took a step forward and said, "Miss Salia, do you know anything about this city closure incident?"

When I get close to her, I can smell the scent of wine on her body and the scent of powder on her cheeks, which makes me feel very shy. Fortunately, I am not like Kane, who always puts on my face when I am shy.

Salia made a pretty face and said, "You brave people are so idle, you still investigate this kind of thing, but I'm really sorry, I don't care about these things, and you can't ask me anything if you ask me."

This woman's attitude has not been very good, and she speaks very aggressively. Is she on her aunt's day today?

When I thought that the smell I just smelled might be mixed with the smell of blood, I had an indescribable feeling.

"I have nothing else to do, I don't want your receipts today."

Salia waved to leave, but Windsania stopped her: "Please wait, Alsis hasn't finished asking."

Salia raised her eyebrows: "Is it up to you to leave as long as I like?"

"Didn't your boss teach you to treat guests like a spring breeze?"

"You don't need kindness for a guest like you!"

"What do you call a guest like me, but you, can guests still choose?"

"Why can't I? It's already a shame for me to come to see you little brats with no power and power. Don't take yourself too seriously."

"Are you a young lady or a princess? It's so tempting. If you feel like it, we'll fight it out."

"Hey, what is it for the brave to bully a woman who has no skills."

Seeing that the two tall and short girls were arguing, I had no choice but to get straight to the point: "Salia, do you know Harnott and Abner! Abner is a black-haired man with long hair. Very good, do you have an impression? It should not be easy to see black-haired people here!"

Hearing my words, Salia actually calmed down. She hated Wen Shania and turned to me with a glance: "I have seen one, what do you have to do with him?"

Finally on the right track, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"The big man who was stolen and asked the mayor to seal the city is Harnott, and Abner is with him... um... the waiter."

"Tch, waiter... isn't he just a male favorite? Oh, I thought he was a prince and grandson, but I really didn't expect... No wonder, some of the expressions are feminine and seductive, and they are more charming than women." Salia gritted her teeth. Said, as if he hated Abner in particular.

There is drama, there is drama.

I follow the clues: "Do you hate him?"

Salia raised her head: "Of course, who told him to seduce Emil."

ha?

The three of us looked at each other: Come on, Emil is really the breakthrough point!

I asked: "Is it the Emir who bartended! The Emir who went out of the city for training two days ago and couldn't come back!"

Salia was a little strange, squinting her eyes and asked, "How do you know?"

"Well, we visited the employment agency yesterday, and Randy there told us about it."

Salia snorted: "That big mouth!" Then she swung her long arm and grabbed the sword at my waist (it's a bit embarrassing to say that) and walked in a certain direction: "Follow me."

We obediently followed despite our doubts, and Salia pulled us into the men's locker room and locked the door from the inside.

"Are you suspecting that the emir has something to do with the closure of the city?"

Salia was nervous.

"You can't say that...but it's impossible to have nothing to do with it." I said ambiguously.

"Impossible! If it is related, it must be caused by the male fox. He is not a good person at first glance!"

Kane stepped forward and said, "Did something happen between Abner and Emil?"

Salia glanced at him: "If I didn't say anything, I would be suspected of covering him, but why should I tell you this, you are not from the mayor's side."

"The mayor will investigate here one day, and it will be difficult to clear the Emir's suspicion at that time. You also know that those soldiers are never unreasonable." Windsania intentionally steered Salia in the wrong direction Cited, she is still very intelligent.

I added firewood and said: "And our goal is not to catch the real culprit, but to know more about the ins and outs than the mayor in advance, so as to cause trouble and delay the opening of the city."

As I said that, I told about Kane again.

"So from a standpoint we are half-prisoners' accomplices."

"Your statement...does it mean that Emil is from the prisoner's side?" Salia said coldly.

"No, no, it's not better, right." I waved my hand.

Salia snorted angrily again and said, "You can say it, but you have to promise me that the fifth person will not know."

"We will do what we say and will not break our word." Kane said.

The information provided by Salia is as follows:

Four days ago, that is, the day Harnott moved into the dormitory, Salia accidentally discovered that Emil and Abner were whispering and behaving intimately. Mir liked it (I guessed), so he was very angry when he saw it, thinking that Abner was keeping Emil.

Then on the second day when Harnott entered the dormitory, Abner appeared again, hooking shoulders with Emil again in a very ambiguous relationship. Salia went to disturb Abner on purpose, trying to drive Abner away, but Emil took the initiative to kiss Abner. Bernard's lips signaled that this was his lover, and Salia left crying (no wonder Salia seemed to be eating gunpowder today).

——Your circle is really messed up, men and women are a little popular these days.

"That's all." Salia pouted, went to the door and unlocked it, "Hurry up, don't hang around in front of me, if you want to find Joey, go directly to the bar, Emil is more busy with his work, you guys Remember to make a long story short and don't waste his time."

After leaving the changing room, Shania led us to the bar, and I immediately saw the man wearing glasses behind the bar, gentle and gentle, not at all like a bartender working here, more like a teacher in a school teacher.

"Hey, are you Joey?" I approached, "Anything light."

The man pushed his glasses, and his delicate phoenix eyes glanced at the three of us: "Yes, I'm Joey, please sit down."