The Emerald Tower

This is your room!

Huck led Dean to a corner on the second floor—as for those southern businessmen, they entered a large room behind the lobby on the first floor, where there was a Chase shop that could accommodate thirty people waiting for them to pick.

I need hot bath water, and food, and of course, wine would be even better!

Dean looked around the room pretending to be satisfied, and at the same time said what he should have asked.

Hot bath water is only provided at night, food is provided at any time, a portion of two coppers, if you add wine, add an extra copper!

No problem! I need an extra drink! The rest will be counted when I leave!

Speaking of which, Dean took out two silver horns and put them in Huck's hands.

Of course, the food will be here soon!

Huck replied with a smile—obviously, anyone who doesn't care about anything is welcome.

And just five minutes later, Huck came back with a food plate. There were large pieces of potatoes, sausages, and some pickled pickles on it to make up the whole food. The portion was very large, enough for two adults People have a full meal; of course, the taste is also good.

Putting the food plate in front of Dean, seeing Dean gobbled it up, Huck, a part-time chef, laughed loudly, and at the same time put two warm wine jugs in front of Dean, reminding: It's different from the wine in your three southern counties. The biggest function of the wine here is to drive away the cold. It's very strong!

Spirit? I think I'll like it. When will the first hunters be able to come back?

While eating, Dean asked vaguely—this was not pretending, but that Dean, who had not slept all night and had gone through several battles, was really hungry; however, even if he was hungry, Dean was not hungry. Forgetting who he is now, he asked Huck for news that he should be concerned about.

It will take two weeks at the earliest, but I suggest that you don't have too much hope, those fresh leathers will be ordered; if you want to find leather goods, I suggest you go to the residents of the town and ask... Although it is some old leather, it is better than you returning empty-handed!

Huck once again gave a kind reminder.

Thank you for your message, but... I still want to wait!

Dean thanked him with a merchant's philistine look on his face.

It's up to you to choose!

Huck waved his hand indifferently, turned around and walked out of the room - for these businessmen, as long as he didn't violate his rules, Huck wouldn't have much dislike, of course, he wouldn't have much good opinion either; therefore Facing Dean, who refused to listen to dissuasion, Huck just showed his regret as a hotel owner.

After all, businessmen themselves come here for profit.

Click!

The door was closed, and hearing Huck's footsteps going away, Dean continued to eat his own food, and he didn't stop until most of the food that was enough to feed two adults was eaten; then , he didn't touch the two wine jugs that were still warm, after all, drinking was very inappropriate for what he was about to do later.

Of course, before setting off, he needs a short message.

You know, in order to deal with the leader of the Fei Chalun Knights, he only rested for less than ten hours in the first three days, and if he only counted yesterday, he has not had a real rest until now.

Dean is very clear about the principle of combining work and rest.

Therefore, under the premise of time permitting, he doesn't mind taking a break for two or three hours.

...

When Dean woke up again, the snow and fog covering the town of Tire had all dissipated, and the sun in the sky brought rare warmth to the whole town of Tire, and some local women in Tire town even sent some The tanned skins are hung outside the gates of each house—when the husbands and sons go hunting, the Tierland women, as wives and mothers, will become the pillars of the family, not only chopping firewood, cooking, but also Those who take care of young children and elderly people, and even take up bows and arrows when encountering some special events, are shooters that cannot be ignored.

Most of the time, the hunters in Tireland are gender-neutral.

After saying hello to the enthusiastic Huck, Dean walked out of the snow bear's home - for a businessman from the south, after eating, drinking and having enough rest, he would not go to visit unfamiliar, Strange towns are just too weird.

In fact, about half an hour ago, the southern businessmen who were sleeping in the Datong shop had already left together.

As for 'also from the south' Dean?

Obviously, the difference in accommodation location made them subconsciously ignore Dean.

And for this, Dean naturally wished for it.

As a businessman, Dean toured around the familiar town of Tyre, and from time to time he pretended to inquire about the prices of the leathers hanging at the door of the house, and then approached the residence of Model in a gesture of shopping around. Proximity—Different from ordinary residents, this tax collector's residence is close to the center of Tire Town, and has an independent courtyard.

Of course, there is still a considerable gap with Baron Tire, who owns the entire eastern part of Tyre Town as his residence.

Differences in identity, status, and enjoyment of rights are always evident in these areas.

However, it is precisely because of this that some ambitious people will catch up with them - for such people, Dean can't say that he hates them, because to some extent, he is also a similar person at this moment; However, for Model, a tax official, it is fundamentally different.

Whether it was the other party's collusion with the Knights of Feichalun to rob, slaughter the caravan, or what they did afterwards, Dean and the other party had long been doomed to hostile camps.

What kind of place is there?

Dean pretended to be surprised and pointed to the elderly lady in front of him at the house belonging to Model not far away.

It's the residence of Mr. Mordel, the tax official of Tire Town... Mr. Mordel will go to Vauban in two days to accept the 'baptism of knights' and become a real knight! Mr. Mordel, who has such noble morals, It couldn’t be more appropriate to become a knight master!”

When it came to the tax collector, the elderly lady in front of Dean immediately began to talk.

And the news I got also confirmed Dean's memory—in fact, when facing Potts, the leader of the Feichalun Knights, the last battle that was a little risky in order to save time was more because of the need to catch up. Before Model's 'Knight Baptism', after all, once the opponent accepted the 'Knight Baptism' and became a knight, it would definitely not be a good thing for him now.

Although accepting the 'Knight Baptism', there is a certain chance of success, but Dean knew that Model would definitely succeed, because the other party had a very special item: the devil's blood dagger!

In fact, not only successfully completing the Knight Baptism and becoming a true knight, but also the reason why the opponent was able to shine in the first Blood Moon War has a lot to do with the demon blood dagger - that kind of The ability to strengthen oneself through the blood of the enemy is comparable to some legendary items.

Therefore, Dean came to Tire Town this time, in addition to killing this deeply hidden Potts collaborator in advance, another important purpose is for this demonic blood dagger-although the Grand Duchess mentioned this demonic blood dagger The blood dagger has some restrictions, but for Dean, who is in urgent need of improving his strength at this moment, he doesn't care about these at all.

Moreover, Dean can be sure that the devil's blood dagger is in the opponent's house at this moment——

The preciousness of the devil's blood dagger is naturally unquestionable, and anyone would carry it with them.

Of course Molde is no exception, but this is just a general situation!

In two days, the other party will go to the city of Vauban to accept the 'baptism' under the witness of the Marquis of Vauban and the priest of the local cult. Even if the other party is a spectator, he has a considerable right to speak.

Especially when there is a negative energy breath on the person who has been 'baptized'.

Therefore, as long as Molde didn't get dizzy, he would temporarily let the demon blood dagger leave him about a week ago and put it in a safe place, so as not to be contaminated with negative energy.

So, here's Dean's chance!

After bidding farewell to the elderly lady, Dean carefully circled around, making sure that he did not attract anyone's attention, turned around and came outside Model's residence, turned over and passed the low The fence, jumped into the yard, and came to the opponent's door in a flash, and a slender iron wire appeared in his hand, and it was inserted into the opponent's door lock.

Click it!

Skillful memory, as well as backward door locks, allowed Dean to be unimpeded in the next moment.

Carefully pushing open the door, Dean stepped into it cautiously.

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