The sun is high

The question thrown by Wei Lin was like a cold wind blowing in from the window, making the warm room instantly drop by two degrees.

After confirming that there was no problem with using magic, Shuge summoned the running rat that had been bored for several days. The guy immediately ran around Shuge's legs twice after landing on the ground, and It made a series of squeaking sounds, seeming to vent its dissatisfaction.

I don’t know if he is complaining that the past period of time has been too boring, or accusing Shuge of being unfair to others and allocating the important remains of the descendants of Dark Abyss to Touch of Charron.

Xiuge stretched out his fingers to pick up the running rat: "You have quite a temper. If you continue like this, I'm afraid I will have to change your name."

Wei Lin asked curiously: "What is it called now?"

"Snitch."

"Strange name... So if you want to change its name, what do you want to name it?"

"Quick."

The female mage raised her eyebrows: "It's also strange, where did these names come from?"

"A fairy tale circulated in Salem City is about the great adventure of a group of mouse heroes. Snitch is an assassin, and Quick is a mouse warrior..."

Shuge started to make nonsense: "Well, in short, it is a very popular story among children."

Wei Lin glanced at Xiuge twice.

She no longer dared to believe the things Xiuge said casually.

At least she would not believe that these names came from any so-called "fairy tales", let alone that the heroic characters in those stories had any resemblance to this weird mouse with three tails.

Under the command of Shuge, the running rat Snitch immediately ran towards the corner of the room.

Wei Lin watched the magic mouse named Snicki running around the room, frowned and questioned: "Mr. Sugar, you should be cautious, but this is the Adlon Hotel after all. You may have some concerns." Too much."

Although he heard Weilin say this, Shuge did not let Snitch stop his movements, so soon, it ran a full circle in this huge suite. It did not find anything in this suite. Therefore, the mood became even more depressed.

Compared to bright, warm and clean rooms, it still prefers narrow, dark gaps and mezzanines.

Shuge smiled: "Okay, this place is indeed very clean, but I thought too much... there is no mezzanine, no magic, and no other rats."

"Um……"

Wei Lin supported her chin and looked at the luxurious decoration in the room, and then she said: "Bolden is completely different from Salem. In a place like this, I don't dare to act like before... I suggest Mr. Sugar try his best to Keep it low-key.”

Probably because this period of time was too stressful and because we were finally in a stable environment, Weilin seemed particularly happy and relaxed at this moment: "As far as I know, the mages of Bolden will not condone the spread of horrible legends in the city. Yes!"

Wei Lin's tone made Xiuge a little uncomfortable. He raised his head and saw that the other party was looking sideways, carefully studying a beautiful bronze statue of a female elf placed next to the door.

The shape of this statue is very bold, and the clothes on it are extremely cool. Therefore, Weilin's expression at this moment is very similar to when she was reading Schuge's manuscript in Ernst's old house.

"So, what are Miss Weilin's next plans?"

"Um?"

The female mage responded, and there was a brief lag on her face, but she immediately reacted: "I think that the powerful person who wants to see us...or meet you, I'm afraid he won't let go in a short time. We left the hotel and even stepped out of this room."

She curled her lips and said, "In that case, I'm going to take the opportunity to have a good rest. I'll choose the room on the right."

"Well, take your pick."

Xiuge nodded, then stood up, walked to the door of the suite, and opened it gently.

Just as Wei Lin had guessed, there were four more figures at the door of the suite that was empty before.

To be precise, four soldiers.

The soldiers of the Fifth Chasseur Regiment are already the elite of Votel's army. However, compared with the four "sculptures" outside the door who are wrapped in pitch black coats, their momentum is somewhat weaker.

Stone statues may indeed be the most appropriate metaphor for them.

Even the opening of the door and Shuge stepping out of the room did not cause any change in the movements of the four soldiers.

Unlike other people who entered the hotel, these four people were allowed to carry weapons even while standing here. Not only that, they were even fully armed - the magic-strangling silver sabers fixed to the sides of their bodies, which were very new and worn. A long crystal gun with a bayonet.

These soldiers wore hoods on their heads and standard metal masks on their faces.

Just like their other equipment and weapons, this mask is also a deep black, and even the magic crystals inlaid on its surface also have a dark and oppressive luster.

The only thing that could be considered decoration on the four soldiers was the eagle claw pattern outlined with thin golden lines on the chest of their coats.

The moment he saw this pattern, Xiuge gave up the idea of ​​further testing the soldiers. He quietly retreated into the room and then closed the door.

"how?"

Shuge sat down on the chair, and then expressed his judgment: "If I read it correctly, those soldiers should be members of Ymir's Legion... or they may be called 'Votel's Claws'. "

Shuge recalled the golden eagle claw patterns on the chests of the four soldiers: "It can mobilize members of Ymir's legion, and even allow individual members to serve as guards."

Wei Lin tilted her head slightly: "The Walter royal family?"

"Maybe, at least he is an important member of the military system."

Shuge clapped his hands gently: "I also agree with Miss Weilin's previous opinion. We will indeed be safer now than at any time in the past. Apart from taking a good rest, we really can't do anything else right now... Then I’ll choose the room on the left.”

"uh-huh."

Weilin stood up. Without saying anything else, she quickly set up some basic protection rituals in the living room and then walked to the luxurious room on the right side of the living room.

As an office worker in the past, Xiuge could tell that Wei Lin had entered a state of rest. She now walked into the room briskly like an ordinary social animal who finally got a rest after working overtime for a long time. , Xiuge even heard her humming two verses of a song in a very small voice, which was very pleasant and sounded like a folk tune from Walter.

"Bang!"

The door to the right is closed.

Xiuge stood alone in the living room. He also glanced at the bold female elf statue, and then laughed: "I'm on vacation, right? I'm good at this."

He walked to the room on the left.

…

The Adlon Hotel reminded Shuge of his past life.

The decorations, supplies, and furniture made using a mixture of steam and magic technologies made Xiuge even more confused. When he soaked his body in the hot water in the bathtub, he felt even more confused. I am not currently in Van En, which is facing a huge turmoil and crisis, but on a certain business trip.

However, the pale and thin body in the hot water reminded Xiuge repeatedly that nothing about him was the same as before except his gender.

"Lin...Xuge."

He tried to pronounce the name of his past, but it felt awkward and difficult to pronounce, as if it was the first time he heard the name.

During that brief absence, Xiuge relaxed his control over his magic power, and dark magic colors gradually emerged from around his body. In the floating water vapor, dark tentacles emerged from the surrounding air. Gradually emerging, these tentacles that had "grown" sharp limbs under the influence of the descendants of An Yuan slowly swayed in the air with Shuge's breathing, and the ends of the tentacles like blades continued to cut the steam in the air.

The deep black light and shadow began to sway on Xiuge's body. Under the influence of the power of the messenger in the mirror, the palm of Xiuge's left hand raised out of the water began to slowly sway with the steam, as ethereal and invisible as floating water vapor.

Black hard horn and shell began to emerge on Shuge's right hand, and the sharp black claws continued to extend, leaving a long and narrow scratch on the edge of the bathtub.

The huge magic disk slowly rotated, and the sound of the rotation and friction of the metal gears was extremely loud. Under its vibration, Xiuge woke up from his dazed state. At that moment, the twisting black The tentacles, floating shadows, and the hard keratin covering Shuge's skin all faded away.

"..."

Xiuge closed his eyes and swept away all the messy thoughts and ideas from his mind. Then he stood up from the bathtub and reached out to flip the switch made of red magic crystals on the edge of the bathtub.

The simple ritual engraved on the bathtub stopped functioning, the hot water stopped pouring and began to drain out quickly.

Xiuge walked out of the bathtub, took out a towel, wiped the water off his body, and put on a pure black bathrobe.

That's not the good thing about Walter.

In this kingdom, black is too common, so common that it is overabundant. Even in this Adlon Hotel, black still appears frequently.

However, the Votel people are not, as the residents of the plains say, "northern barbarians" who do not understand art and beauty. In fact, there are definitely many artists in the Kingdom of Votel, with different talents in literature, painting, sculpture, etc. The field of art is also flourishing on the Lowi Plateau.

And Bolden is the leader among them.

"According to Alfred and Duden, I seem to have quite a few readers among Bolden..."

Xiuge tied up his long hair behind his head, stepped on the soft carpet to the window, and looked at the night view outside.

From here, he could see the magnificent and beautiful garden below the Adlon Hotel, and he could also see the "Foreign Guest Avenue" that he walked along when he arrived.

"Um?"

Xiuge squinted his eyes and noticed that both the street and the garden below seemed very deserted now. Although the lighting fixtures in the garden and the street were operating normally, no one stayed in them. There was not even a single car passing by on Foreign Guests Avenue.

So Shuge immediately turned around and opened the closet.

As Finn, the previous elf receptionist, said, the VIP suite provides its guests with everything they may need, including clean clothes hung in the closet in advance.

The Adlon Hotel is extremely thoughtful. The clothes range from Delan style to Walter style. Shuge even saw a set of standard mountain elf clothes and goblin clothes that looked like children's clothes.

Xiuge quickly took out a set of dark clothes with thin golden edges. The coat of this suit was dark blue, and there was a golden magic eagle emblem pinned to the cuffs.

"Well...that's the only thing about Walter's clothes, it highlights the simplicity."

Xiuge quickly changed his clothes and put on his coat.

Then a standard young nobleman from the Ernst family immediately appeared in the mirror.

Xiuge pursed his lips.

Although he did not agree with the Ernst family, he had to admit that the Ernst family's bloodline was indeed very outstanding, at least this was reflected very well in his body.

After picking up his documents and belongings, Xiuge opened the door and came to the living room.

What surprised Shuge was that Wei Lin had already arrived in the living room. She put on a very smart Ms. Walter's long dress, a long black windbreaker on her body, and a flower on her chest. Beautiful corsage.

Probably because she had washed her hair, she tied her long hair up and was holding a book and reading it with relish.

Among the faint scent of incense, there is also a fresh scent of soap.

"A little slow, Mr. Sugar."

Wei Lin was startled by Shuge's footsteps. She raised her head and closed the book in her hand.

At this time, Shuge saw the cover of the book - "Votel's Book of Folk Stories".

A book published earlier this year that contains many miscellaneous talks, folk tales and novels. Shuge remembered that it seemed to contain two or three of his own works, and they were still unabridged versions. ...This is enough to prove that this "folk story book" is not a serious book at all.

At least it's not for everyone.

"Mr. Sugar, do you have any comments on this book?"

Xiuge shook his head: "No, I just think Miss Weilin's taste... well, it's very unique."

The female mage raised her finger and tapped twice on the cover of the book: "I just saw "The Tenant of Ladies' Street" in it. As someone who has been to Ladies' Street, I must admit that Mr. Sugar's works are indeed unique. Your own uniqueness.”

"Thanks for the compliment."

…

Uh-huh, I barely managed to write this chapter during the Spring Festival under the supervision of the elders.

There is no way, I have to be taught a lesson twice even if I touch the keyboard, it is too painful.