Indeed, when there are fewer and fewer caravans coming and going, Heiman City has been able to survive until now, naturally thanks to the fact that in this world, well, it should be a profession that exists in any world of sword and sorcery - adventurers.

A fledgling peasant boy, a wandering deserter, a wanted criminal, a mercenary in disarray, or even a down-and-out knight who has lost his fight against the government...... All unemployed vagrants who want to eat with the guy in their hands can be given this title.

Not every fledgling peasant boy can meet an upside-down elf, and adventurers are not as romantic as they think. The increasingly calm world can't give these people who are unwilling to be lonely a chance to create zào legends, so they can't see hope, can't see tomorrow, and take it for granted that they will be prodigal, have fun in time, and give up on themselves. The group they belong to has the characteristics of mercenaries, tomb robbers, thieves, guides, bodyguards, and other promising professions, and petty theft is just that, killing people and stealing goods is actually commonplace.

There are some adventurers who still adhere to the self-discipline of the ancient rangers, but they are still in the minority. Any city where a large number of adventurers gathers will not be much better. Blackman City is a prime example, but the city's administrators are supposed to welcome these troublemakers with a tangle of love and hate.

The advent of floating ships and the development of maritime technology brought the era of terrestrial trade to an end, and the thriving trade routes of the past were gradually abandoned, and the caravans of the former Black Man City were less than one-tenth of what they were in their heyday. Only by relying on the vast dark jungle in the north, and only by relying on the adventurers gathered by the dense forest, can Heiman City barely maintain the dignity of a "historic city".

Of course, the Donkey Banner Hotel in the middle of town is very welcoming to the adventurous.

It's one of the most popular hotels in town, and it's said to have been around for more than 100 years and has been run for five generations, which doesn't make it a seven-star luxury hotel like Sheraton.

In fact, it is not something that the city's main consumer group, the adventurers, can afford.

Like all other hotels, Donkey Banner has a decent restaurant and bar in the front room, and the second floor and backyard are simple but neat rooms open to travelers of all races and nationalities. In addition, there are a number of organized Hotaru clubs stationed here, and it is said that some of them are considered red cards in the city, and they have greatly contributed to the enrichment of the nightlife of the guests.

All of the above, any reliable hotel has, can not be a competitive advantage of the donkey flag.

Its advantages are threefold.

The first is the long-sleeved and exquisite philosophy of the hotel's five generations of owners, and has established a good relationship with some of the more famous adventurer groups.

The second is the Black Forest fruit wine, which is made exclusively by Donkey Banner, and it is said that even the merchants of Neosfia will come all the way to buy it, which is also a very famous brand here.

Third...... Well, skip it for now.

The clerk of the Donkey Banner, the bartender known to familiar adventurers as "Uncle Kraken", stands quietly behind the bar, wiping his wine glass with a handkerchief. His whole person was quiet as if he were a picture, out of place with the whole noisy restaurant, as if he had been separated into another world.

He looked to be about forty-five years old, hairless, with a waxed head, at least two meters tall, and so burly that he didn't look like a human. In fact, with his physique, even by the standards of orcs, he is definitely the best.

A person of such a physique, even if he just stood there and wiped his wine glass with an expressionless face, would give people an extremely terrifying coercion, which is probably one of the reasons why no one dares to make trouble in this time-honored tavern. ..., full 'text. Read 'read,Please go to Bo$ to see @小# Say %网 continues ^ Continued to read $ read >>>