The brave man who runs a hotel in an RPG

Facts have proved that nothing is unjustified by spending money. As long as you are willing to invest, you can probably get what you want.On the first day, the paradise-themed activity reversed the situation that we were blindly suppressed by the dormitory before. The content of the billboard was just replaced, and the swarm of people made the hotel full, and even sang in the small garden. Under the shock wave of fanatical believers, the members of the hymn choir were all out of tune.

I wore a silver wig, cos I stood on the balcony on the second floor looking down on all beings with a benevolent expression in the shape of God, behind me was Wensania dressed as Venus pretending to play the glass harp, Kane as our The facade of the hotel is currently acting as a mascot in the lobby on the first floor. Dieter took off the black cloth and replaced it with white clothes, and also accompanied Kane to continue to make his humanoid background board. The cos character is the priest of the temple.

Kane and Dieter can't walk around casually, but Winsania and I don't have to stay on the terrace all the time, just go up and show off every two hours, so I waited for the rest time to play around in the hotel, occasionally swinging Pose to take a group photo with someone or something, by the way, go downstairs to the lobby to take care of Kane, and ask him if he is bored.

Winsania said it well, where there is something strange, there is Randy and Fred, I met Joey with his family on the way from one luxury room to another when I was wandering around on the second floor. Randy and Fred with a large group of friends, it’s only a few days after Autumn God’s Day, and it’s not like they are so familiar. It can only be understood that they are very supportive of our work as friends, and they are here to join us .

Joey and Fred sang and flattered me, and the tacit understanding made me think they got together behind Winsania's back, and Monica on the other end laughed sharply, and I don't look like I put on the god clothes God, I smiled slightly: "If you have any comments on Alsis Hotel, please write them in the comment booklet in the lobby, thank you for your cooperation." She didn't say anything.

I checked the time, it was time to meet the believers on the terrace again, so I said goodbye to them, and two hours later I bumped into Randy for the second time, this time I saw him alone.

As soon as Randy found me, his eyes lit up, and a stream of tears flowed in the blink of an eye, he came over and grabbed my hand, and murmured for a long time: "Mr. Alsis...!"

"Speak well if you have something to say." I handed it over and pulled up my sleeve halfway to let him tidy up his image.

"No, no, no need..." Randy sniffed his snot and grabbed my sleeve, "I'm so touched, touched!"

I hesitated and pulled back my sleeves and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Randy took another breath, and said seriously: "I saw an angel, an angel with blond hair and blue eyes."

"Ah?" I curled my lips, "You don't need to praise Kane in front of me if you want to..." I suddenly remembered Randy's luck divination by Griffith during the Holy Autumn Festival, and I pulled my face down for a second : "Don't tell me your luck is..."

"No, no, Mr. Alsis, I didn't mean to compete with you for Mr. Kane!" Randy explained with hands and feet, "It's a little girl, female."

I was taken aback, looked up at the female employees with dyed blonde hair around me, and said in surprise: "There are all blonde girls here, which one are you talking about? I'll give you a red thread later."

Unexpectedly, Randy slapped his thigh vigorously and said that he was not referring to them.

"Mr. Alsis, it's a little girl, little girl, girl... small! She's carrying little wings!"

"..."

Our hotel never exploits child labor, this little girl is definitely not from our hotel.

I patted Randy on the shoulder sympathetically: "I guess he's a cosplayer who came to join in the fun. I can't help you. Your condolences will change."

"What is a coser?" Randy asked back.

Realizing that I said a noun that doesn’t exist in this world, I embarrassed him a bit and said perfunctorily: “You don’t understand, so you just understand.”

Randy, who didn't realize it, went downstairs in disgrace. Before leaving, he said that he must find the little angel. I didn't have the heart to hit him, so I let him go.

As a result, when I went down the second floor and passed the kitchen, I actually saw a little angel that fit Randy’s description. I was dumbfounded on the spot, and I rubbed my eyes several times in disbelief. Hallucinations occur.

It was a barefoot angel with blond hair reaching waist. I can assure you that she is not my employee, because first, she is too young, and second, our hotel is so white, except for Kane, there is only Wensania, and there is no third person.

The little angel wore the same white gauze dress as those shop assistants, flapping her snow-white wings and shuttled back and forth between people without any scruples. She seemed to feel my sight, and turned her head to give me a sweet smile, and then She jumped out of the window frame lightly and disappeared, and no one except me exclaimed at her elusiveness.

...I must be dazzled.

Going around aimlessly with a messy heart, a few minutes later my feet brought me to the entrance of the corridor leading to the lobby. From the direction of the lobby, there were faint beatings of body collisions and chaotic cheers. My forehead felt hot, I hurried into the lobby to check the situation before I had time to think about it, and then I was stunned.

These people didn’t take part in the event and gave me money, but they all spontaneously formed a circle and left the space in the center of the lobby for two brave men to fight!

The fighter in the middle slashed forward with a sword, the fighter stepped aside shortly, and his left fist hit the opponent's face. The arms proudly show their strong muscles.

"The winner is the fighter!" Someone shouted excitedly.

The crowd burst into applause.

The anger I was holding back broke through the top of my head and reached the sky in an instant.

——These people... When my hotel is a downtown street? !

If they block the entrance of this lobby, how will new customers come in?The billboard is hung with a theme of heaven. Why are people fighting when they come in?Oh, you guys are selling dogs here, turning around and running away, wouldn't I be at a loss?And what should we do if we continue to fight recklessly and cause new losses to the hotel?What should I do if I ask them to compensate them if they can't pay?

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't imagine it. I was so angry that I walked straight to Kane and Dieter, and asked the latter, "Why did you fight, ah?"

"It's a contest." Dieter was expressionless.

"Master Than You." One of my heads is bigger than three, do they think they are gladiators, "Is it better to go out for a comparison? If I break something, who am I to cry to?"

What is puzzling is why Kane didn't stop him, and let these bastards mess around.Thinking of this, I looked at Kane resentfully.

"cough……"

Kane coughed lightly, leaning in as if he was going to whisper something, and whispered in my ear: "It won't be a loss, look at this." He stuffed something into my hand as he spoke.

I glanced suspiciously. What I had in my hand was an account book with Kane’s handwriting on it, recording the number of contests and the winners of each contest. very big.

I opened my eyes wide: "You are betting..."

"Yeah." Kane put away the account book, and then I saw the densely packed gold, silver and copper coins on one side of the counter, which means I won a lot.

I felt better when I saw Qian, rubbed my hands together and praised them both: "Okay, well done."

Theoretically, gambling is prohibited in places other than dark alleys, but this boarding house is not uncommon, and the mercenary union still gambles a few times from time to time, so this theoretical rule is damned.

I'm in a good mood, but I still can't tolerate them beating and kicking inside my hotel, so I sent back the holy music troupe, and drove everyone out of the garden in the name of the store manager and God.

Such a large wave of people rushed out, and Wensania, who was hiding in the shade of the parasol on the terrace to enjoy the coolness, naturally looked at it. She grabbed the railing and asked us what we were doing in a loud voice. I winked and called She came down to talk, but this guy jumped off the second-floor terrace and landed on Dieter, who immediately turned red.

Kane told Windsania about the martial arts and gambling, and Windsania was eager to try and yelled to exercise her muscles. She quickly took off the Venus dress she put on outside the equipment, took out her bow and arrows, and ran to the front. platoon, grabbed the fighter who won last time and hooked his fingers and said, "It's just you, let's have a fight?"

As it was written in all the articles, when the fighter saw that Wensania was just a little girl, he sneered with disdain, imitated Wensania's movement and shook his finger and said: "Little girl, go home and practice for a few more years, you and I'm not good enough to fight, I don't want to make a pretty little girl like you cry."

"Hee hee, it doesn't matter who is crying, how do you know if I'm qualified if you don't fight?"

Without further ado, Windsania drew the longbow and entered the fighting state, and the fighter immediately became serious, as if he wasn't the one who underestimated Windsania earlier, lowered his body and was ready to go.

Immediately, someone in the crowd said "yes" and cheered for the two people in the field.

Unlike fighters who wait for opportunities to move, Windsania's fighting style has always been straightforward, and everything is based on seizing the opportunity.She sent out three burning arrows at the beginning, forcing the fighters back a few meters away. The advantage of long-distance melee combat is that you can fly a kite. If the fighters can't get close to Windsania's body, the outcome of this duel will basically be determined. Already set.

The two circled around for a long time, only to see that the blood of the fighter was cut off by Wensania with various trap arrows, but she was still full of blood, and the onlookers all bet on Wensania's Bao went, and Winsania lived up to expectations and won the victory. The fighter had a good attitude and willingly conceded the defeat. Winsania accepted the compliments from the audience, her face flushed with joy.

In the next few games, she became more and more courageous, with the momentum of being invincible all over the world. Kane and I thought she would win so smoothly, but I didn't expect to kill a fellow of her race halfway, with a tall and slender body A poke there, unceremoniously blocking Kane and I's view.

I raised my head and estimated that it must be at least 195!

Holding a small bow|crossbow that didn't match his figure at all, the elf youth who was so tall and furious, issued a gauntlet to Windsania straight to the point: "Come and fight."