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The vicissitudes of life man sitting opposite Geer took off his hat and revealed a face that matched his image - slovenly and bearded. He looked in his thirties and looked a little tired.
Geer felt as if the other guests in the lobby knew this man and were a little afraid of him. Centered on where he was sitting, the nearby conversations almost stopped, and the voices further away became significantly quieter.
Everyone deliberately lowered their voices.
"Nisler, you are late today, what do you want to order?"
A voice sounded from behind. Geer turned around and saw that it was the middle-aged hotel owner.
"Just the same, Gabri." The voice of Nisler, a man who has gone through many vicissitudes of life, is a little hoarse and has a kind of magnetism.
"I know, wait." The somewhat fat boss stepped forward and patted Nisler on the shoulder, then turned his eyes to Geer's face opposite, paused, and turned back to the bar.
While waiting for the food, Nisler just tilted his head slightly forward, closed his eyes and rested, and did not seem to be talking to Geer who was across the table.
Geer didn't care, he just drank his wine and thought quietly. He felt that both this man and the boss were a little strange, and those customers should know something.
But there was no rush for this. Seeing that so many people knew it, it was not difficult to find out the reason, so he stayed quietly on the side and enjoyed the time after dinner.
Not long after, the food was delivered, but it was not delivered by the boss Gabri, but by a waitress. After the waitress put the food down hastily, she immediately walked away quickly, not daring to say another word. It was like this Nisler's
It looked like he was carrying something unknown.
This situation made Geer even more interested.
The food is very simple, a glass of water, a piece of white bread, cheese and a piece of smoked fish.
Nisler's eating appearance was very quiet and meticulous. He could be described as chewing slowly, which was in sharp contrast to his image. Geer noticed that his hands looked very strong and strong, and there were thick calluses between his fingers.
This kind of mark is very familiar to Geer, and it is caused by the long-term use of cold weapons.
After watching it for a while, Geer lost interest and turned his attention to other places that were starting to become lively again.
Suddenly, some men in the distance who were drinking at a table facing the stairs leading to the second floor whistled.
Geer looked in the direction where they were whistling. A young woman in white robe was walking down the stairs on the second floor. The woman was wearing a veil and had a slim figure. The white robe could not hide her proud figure.
With curves, full breasts, and round hips, compared to those scantily clad waitresses, the woman in white robe completely overwhelms them without showing her face.
It's Carmelita.
Geer stood up and waved to her.
Carmelita looked around the lobby. When she saw Geer waving, she walked over directly, completely ignoring the sounds nearby.
Carmelita sat down in the seat left by Gale.
"Belif was praying up there and couldn't come down."
"Yeah. I understand." Geer nodded slightly.
As if he felt something, Nisler, who had been lowering his head to handle the food, suddenly raised his head, and his originally lazy eyes showed a very sharp look. It was like a dagger shooting straight at the two people in front of him.
It actually made Geer's facial skin feel a slight tingling sensation.
"Mr. Nisler, do you have any advice?" Geer smiled and extended his hand generously.
Nisler's eyes focused on Geer's face. He seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, he also reached out his hand, shook Geer's hand, and said slowly: "Your female companion is very beautiful. This week you guys
It's best to stay in this hotel and don't go out, it's the safest place."
The corner of Geer's mouth curled up: "You mean to say that it will be dangerous if you leave here?"
Nisler was silent, then nodded slightly: "I can see that you and your female companion have good skills, but you may encounter dangers that have never been in contact with your world, so for safety reasons, this week is the best time.
It’s better not to go out.”
"So there won't be any danger after this week?"
"Yes." After thinking for a moment, Nisler nodded.
"Sir, it's not that we doubt your good intentions, but as a stranger we met for the first time, you told us that there would be dangers and that we would not be able to handle them. Although we believe you have good intentions,
But should you also provide some reasons or evidence to make us believe your words?" Carmelita suddenly spoke and said in a cold voice.
"I'm rude." Nisler put on his hat again, covered his nose with the wide brim, and said calmly: "But I can't tell you the reason, I'm sorry."
Then Nisler stood up, picked up his luggage, left his seat, and walked towards the boss Gabriel. After a brief conversation, the two entered the room behind the bar and disappeared.
"A very strange person." Carmelita commented: "But he is very strong."
"It's interesting, isn't it?" Geer said with a smile.
Carmelita nodded slightly but said nothing.
After calling a waitress and ordering food, at this time, Nisler's impact on the lobby also dissipated with his departure, and the lobby returned to a rather noisy commotion.
"Where are the little apples?" After Carmelita finished eating, Geer handed over some more fruit wine, poured her a glass, and asked casually.
By the way, the fruit child seems to get along better with Carmelita. He has been with her these days. He doesn't care much about Geer, the real entrustee of Grand Duke Mutombo.
Before Carmelita could speak, a pair of fleshy little hands stretched out from the round collar of her white robe that exposed her collarbone. She grabbed her collar and exposed half of her little apple head, looking at it triumphantly.
Geer.
However, because of Little Apple's move, the upper part of the white robe, which was already a bit too big, was pulled down a little, allowing Geer to clearly see the thrilling whiteness inside.
Then, with a gentle ouch, Little Apple's head was pushed back.
Carmelita straightened her clothes as if nothing had happened. She looked at Geer with a half-smile: "It seems that those waitresses are very hostile to me, and the clothes they gave me don't fit very well. But yours is completely the opposite."
"No way, who makes you more charming?" Geer smiled.
"It's not my charm, it's yours."
The two looked at each other for a while and both smiled.
"By the way, what do you think of Nisler?" Geer asked.
"I think he should be sincere." Carmelita thought for a while and then replied affirmatively.
"I think the same thing as you."
"Then should we do what he said and stay here for a week before leaving?"
"After two days of rest, we will set off. We will have to face what we have to face." Geer said softly.
"That's fine." Priestess nodded and said no more words.
…
At the back of the hotel, in a comfortable small room, Nisler, who had become the subject of conversation between Ger and Carmelita, was sitting opposite the hotel owner Gabri.
The light emitted from a dozen white candles made the small room brightly lit, making it impossible for the ferocious beast head decorations hanging on the walls to leave any shadows on the walls or the carpeted floor.
"How's it going? Did you find it?" Gabri picked up a bronze wine bottle and took a sip into his mouth.
"Found it, but the other party was very alert and ran away. I only tracked it to a temporary foothold." Nisler said in a low voice.
"Well, you have to hurry up. The next week will be the time for the kingdom's special envoy to inspect the local area. Now the lord is very anxious and must solve the problem before the special envoy arrives. The Baron has promised that as long as we solve the problem before the special envoy arrives, he will
Increase support for our faction, but if it fails, he will hire someone from the Maurice faction instead. So we must succeed."
Nisler frowned: "Gabri, I can't guarantee this."
"Just do your best. You are the best in this period. I believe you can do it." Gabri stood up and patted Nisler on the shoulder.
"I can only try my best, and I need help." Nisler looked at Gabri with a serious expression.
"No problem, Al and Forzano will arrive in one day. If you still need help, I can help you recruit a few hunters who have lived in this forest for a long time. Their fighting ability may be a little worse, but tracking
, traps and other aspects can help you a lot.”
"Forget it, just Al and Forzano are enough. Those hunters have not received special training. Their scent is too easy to detect and it is easy to alert the other party." Nisler thought for a while and agreed to part of Gabri's proposal.
"Okay, you can have a good rest here today, and we will set off together tomorrow when Al and Forzano arrive." Gabri clapped his hands and took out a green wine bottle from the wine rack built into the wall.
He waved to Nisler and said, "Have a drink."
"Thanks, I won't drink at this time," Nisler refused directly.
"Forget it, I'll celebrate your success after you succeed." Gabri looked at the wine bottle in his hand, swallowed his saliva, and put the bottle back with regret on his face.
"By the way, do you know the two new faces today?" Nisler asked.
"New face? The one sitting across from you?"
"Well, yes."
"This is also the first time they have appeared in Defias Town. I have never seen them before." Gabri sat back on the big chair covered with thick animal skins and changed into a comfortable position. "There are three of them in total, two men and one woman.
, it is said that he is a ruined nobleman who came to the forest to find the legendary gold mine. The young man is a nobleman, and the woman is his wife.
, there was also a very elegant old man who was the housekeeper. They were lucky enough to find some gold ore of good purity and left. It’s really strange. Over the years, some people have always been able to find some gold, but no one has been able to discover the gold mine.
, this is the mysterious legend in that forest-a gold mine that never appears. Why, do they have a problem?"
"There's no problem, it's just a strange smell." Nisler shook his head slowly, then stood up: "Tonight, I'd better patrol around the town to avoid problems."
"Okay, it's up to you." Gabri shrugged. He admired his companion's sense of responsibility to a certain extent, but he didn't know how to combine work and rest.
Looking at Nisler's back as he walked out of the secret passage, Gabri muttered a few times, closed the entrance to the secret passage, and walked towards the lobby outside the room. (To be continued...)