Finale (1)
Chapter 865: The Task Thrown Ahead
"Your Highness, put on your cloak and put it on. It was humid in the middle of the night. Able, who had arrived later, noticed the quiet and mournful atmosphere of the scene, and leaned over to Kant's side and whispered to him.
"Hmm." Kant came back to his senses, glanced at Able, and nodded softly in response.
Able carefully draped Kant over the sheepskin coat in his hand. Then he stepped aside.
"Bandak, add some more wood to the fireplace in the room." Kant raised his head and instructed Bandak, "Go downstairs and get some in the back kitchen." β
"Yes." Bandak nodded. Then he went to the fireplace and inspected the bucket where the firewood was kept, and when he found that there was not much firewood left, he threw the rest into the fire. And he informed Kant that he was going downstairs to get firewood.
"I'll go with you." Seeing that Bandak had already walked near the entrance, Abel hurriedly spoke.
Bandak was stunned and stood still. And Abel, after obtaining Kant's consent, first unlocked the door and walked out.
"Wait for me." Bandak picked up the bucket and chased him out the door.
After the two left, only Kant and Trubin were left in the room.
The firewood in the main hall is burning more and more, and the temperature in the room is also rising.
After sorting out his emotions, Trubin took off his gloves. He said to Kant: "I'm sorry, but your majesty made you laugh." β
"It's fine." With an encouraging smile on his face, Kant waved his hand and said.
"The Inspectorate hasn't figured out where Jackie is hiding yet." Trubin's eyes moistened again, and he said, "I can't believe he would do something like that?" Maybe I shouldn't have adopted him seven years ago. β
After listening to this sentence of Trubin, Kant fell silent.
In the world he experienced in his previous life, it has become the consensus of everyone not to interfere with other people's lives. It is a very difficult thing for human beings to be inherently small, and to meddle in the fate of others when they receive the blessings of God.
Before coming into this world, Kant had always had the attitude that 'other people's affairs have nothing to do with me'. However, with the memories of his previous life, after coming to this world, his values are loosening little by little.
Maybe I don't know myself as well as I thought.
"The bastards who bullied Jackie have been sent away by me." Tubin said indignantly: "Such a person must not be allowed to stay in the hotel." β
"Hmm." Kant nodded slightly: "This result can be regarded as they deserve it." β
"Your Highness, we're back." Holding half a bucket of firewood, Bandak stood at the entrance with Able who accompanied him, and greeted Kant.
"Come on in." Kant beckoned and said, "It should be quite cold outside." β
"It's a little bit." Bandak replied as he rubbed his hands together after placing the iron tong by the fireplace.
"When we went downstairs, we found that many of the guests' rooms were still lit by candlesticks. I guess we didn't get much sleep tonight. Abel reported.
"The waiter in the back kitchen told me that I had run out of firewood this month. Let's take the opportunity to do more. I had to survive the last two days. Bandak grinned, "Then I told the soldier who had not yet slept to go to him and get firewood." β
Able quickly gave Bandak a look, signaling that the innkeeper was still here.
"Oh, oh, no." Bandak covered his mouth and quickly explained, "This waiter told me..."
"It's my fault that the people below didn't take the initiative to tell me when something happened." Trubin interrupted Bandak's clarification and spoke.
"I still have to find a suitable candidate quickly and replace the position of Mr. Bookkeeper." Kant said in a round game: "Otherwise, these waiters will encounter some trouble, and I don't know who to talk to." β
"I don't pay much attention to who is in this shop on weekdays, and Philit has always been busy with jobs such as hiring workers, so where can I find this suitable person now?" Trubin said distressedly.
The four people in the main hall were all lost in thought, and the atmosphere became quiet again.
"Boss, our group has been living in this hotel for a long time." Kant advised: "Otherwise, in the coming days, we will pay more attention to you." See if you can find someone to make it into? β
"All right," Tedubin agreed, "trouble everyone." I won't be in this town for more than a few days, and I'll be leaving for the outside of the city the day after tomorrow. I wonder how long you'll be staying at the hotel? β
"We have a mission in our hands, and when it's over, we'll leave the island." Abel thought for a moment and replied, "I think I'll stay for at least half a month." β
"That's great." A rare smile appeared on Trubin's face, Kant and others were willing to stay and give some support to this hotel, and from the bottom of his heart, he was very moved.
"If the boss comes back before then, I think we'll give solid advice." Kant promised.
"Okay." Trubin nodded and said, "Then I'll say goodbye first, I'm really sorry to come to bother me in the middle of the night." β
Kant stood up and said, "Boss, you still have to stay in this town for two days, don't you?" If there is anything to say, we still have a chance to continue talking. β
"Yes." After a formal salute, Trubin left the room under the watchful eye of the three.
"It's a problem, we haven't found anyone we're looking for, and now we have to pick out a bookkeeper for this inn." Abel walked back to the main hall, leaning down on the tea table in frustration and spoke.
"What's this, whether it's suitable for business or not, this strength is still obvious in people's temperament." Bandak said unconcernedly.
"You have to choose this candidate. At least give an explanation to the owner. After leaving this sentence, Kant turned and left.
When Able went to look for him, Kant was changing his yukata and preparing to go to bed.
After a conversation with Trubin, Kant was even more sleepy at this time, and it was estimated that he would sleep until noon tomorrow.
"Your Majesty has returned to his room." Bandak yawned and said, "Let's talk about the matter tomorrow." I'm going to have to rest, too. β
"That'll do well." Able waved his hand at Bandak and said, "Now let you go back to rest, and when I wake you up tomorrow, you will have to wake me up convincingly." β
"Okay." Bandak didn't hear what Abel said, but casually agreed.
Chapter 866: The soldier who smells the fragrance and sells his art
Able looked at Bandak's departing figure, sighed, and began to stay up all night working alone.
At noon the next day, Kant woke up from his sleep. When he walked out of the bedroom, he found the main hall empty.
"Did the two of them go on patrol?" Kant muttered silently in his heart. Then I went into the bathroom and washed up.
Just as Kant was lying in a barrel filled with hot water to enjoy his leisurely time, the sound of footsteps could be heard outside the bathroom door.
Before Kant could come up with any ideas, Abel's voice came in.
"Your Majesty, we're back from that guild! Michelle brings reliable news! β
"When did you go?" Kant jumped out of the tank and shouted outside the door, "I'll talk about it when I get out." β
"Yes!" Ebole's mood was high.
After putting on his padded coat, Kant opened the bathroom door and walked out. The heat in the room immediately shrank back after encountering the cold air outside the door, and the white gas hovered around the door.
Kant glanced at the two sitting at the tea table drinking afternoon tea.
After walking into the tea table, Kant pointed to the pastries on the table and asked suspiciously, "These were sent by the waiter?" β
"Don't bother them, these are the two of us who went to the back kitchen by ourselves." Bandak took a sip of tea and said nonchalantly.
Looking at the smug looks of the two, Kant raised his eyebrows, sat down in his place, and said, "You guys did a good job, you found a candidate so quickly." Even the mission was completed. Tell me, how? β
"Actually, it's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that a soldier in the team is good at smelling." When Able saw Kant sit down, he immediately straightened up and sat upright, and explained, "Let their captain take him to the streets near the guild." β
"That's how the guild people found them?" Kant was amused by Abelle's idea and asked.
"Well," Abel continued, with a look of pride on his face, "Anyway, after the name of the soldier's smell spread down that street, the members of the guild also noticed the existence of the showman. He immediately rushed over and told the soldier that he would invite him to meet with the guild boss at noon tomorrow. β
"Well, you've got a good idea, but it's a clever one." Kant approvingly.
That guild was secretly in the business of selling drugs. Find a talent like a soldier who sells his art, and the content of the talk is inseparable from the secret production chain.
"It's just a matter of luck." Able replied embarrassedly.
"By the way, what's that soldier's name?" Kant looked up and asked.
"Michelle!" Able responded.
"Will he be able to handle tomorrow's meeting?" It wasn't until this point that Bandak interjected.
"Thisβ" Abel had a hesitant look on his face.
"It's nice to think of smelling incense, but I told you at the time: be sure to choose someone who is suitable for dealing with strangers." There was also a hint of concern in Kant's words.
"The boy," Abel said, glancing at Bandak, "has a more lively temperament than the other elven soldiers. It's just that after hearing about the shipwreck, the child's temperament became much quieter. Today I sent them to the vicinity of the guild, and I didn't listen to him much during the whole journey. β
"The impact of the shipwreck..."Bhandak's expression also became complicated, and he raised his head and turned his gaze to Kant.
Kant was silent for a moment under the gaze of the two. Eventually, he said, "Either way, we'll have to think about how to proceed with this project." Abel is off to a good start, and the rest of the work needs to be done together. β
"Yes." Abel replied in unison with Bandak.
"After dinner tonight, let's arrange for Michelle and me to meet." Kant thought for a moment and asked.
"Okay." Abel agreed.
After afternoon tea, Bandak and Abel left the inn again. Today, a number of soldiers were sent to escort the innkeepers to the city gates, so they had to rush to the streets to patrol.
Kant walked to the restaurant on the second floor. After passing through the crowded cafeteria, we arrived at the Γ la carte restaurant.
The chef who cooked him lunch yesterday greeted him and said, "Good afternoon, my lord!" β
"Hello!" Kant replied with a smile: "Why are there so few people today? β
"Those people didn't want to stay in the inn, and after breakfast, they went out into the streets." Chef smiled humorously, "But for me, it doesn't make any difference. Anyway, not many people usually come to my place. β
"I don't think they just haven't tried it, and if they try it once, they'll be hooked on your cooking." Kant blinked and said, "Just like me did with your boss." β
"Hmm... Hahaha. The chef's face was first wrinkled together, as if imagining the scene Kant was talking about, and after a while, he laughed heartily and said, "Thank you, what are you going to eat today?" β
"Same as yesterday." Kant sat down at the window, and after looking at the scenery for a while, he turned to the chef who was busy in front of the stove and asked, "Didn't the boss come here today?" β
"The owner left early, but I prepared his breakfast." The chef looked up and confidently said to Kant, "Shrimp and vegetable rolls and peanut pulp." β
"Hehe," Kant laughed, "the boss is really hard, and he needs to go out to work every day." β
"The boss's life and rest are really irregular, after all, this hotel is all about him." The chef replied as he cut the cherry tomatoes in half, "Fortunately, his body is not bad, though." As long as you adjust your schedule well, it will be no different from other people of the same age. β
"Actually, the hotel was running quite well before we arrived." Kant said softly, "Why doesn't the boss give himself more time to rest?" β
"Huh." The chef laughed softly and said, "My lord, look at the street in front of the store, how many people will pass by?" The owner came to the island 10 years ago and opened the shop in this kind of place. His heart wasn't on running the shop at all. β
"You can see it." Kant raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you interested in going into more detail?" β
The chef smiled and raised his head, looked at Kant, shook his head, put the index finger of his left hand on his lips, and said, "This kind of thing, people like us can't talk about it much." β
Chapter 867: The Clue Left by the Chef
"Huh." Kant looked away and said, "If you don't want to say it, forget it." It's just that I think the people in your town, one by one, are really unfathomable. β
"It's not like that." The chef put down his cooking and defended, "Just like me, I'm an ordinary cook in front of you. Isn't my identity just a cook? β
"I'm too lazy to take care of you." Kant just thought that the cook was very funny, and that he would be surrounded by any topic he argued with, so he waved his hand and continued to enjoy the scenery outside the window.
The cook chuckled for a moment, then consciously silenced.
After more than ten minutes, the delicious lunch was served on the table, and while Kant was arranging the napkins, he found that the chef had brought another cup of peanut milk.
"I talked a lot just now," the chef apologized with a smile as he stood at the table, "This cup of peanut milk is my reparation to you, my lord." I hope you can forget the mistakes of the villain. β
"No, no." Kant hurriedly refused: "We had a good conversation just now. Why are you doing this? β
When the chef heard this, the expression on his face became serious, and he said, "This peanut milk is our boss's favorite, and it is also my best." Please be sure to accept it. β
Kant looked up at the chef for a moment, then finally nodded in compromise and said, "Okay, let me try what it tastes like." β
"Thank you very much." The cook breathed a sigh of relief and, after saluting, left the table.
After watching the cook leave, Kant picked up his knife and fork and began to enjoy his first meal of the day. When eating, people are always in a happy mood. In the gap between the stops, Kant caught a glimpse of the peanut pulp placed in the corner of the plate.
Against the backdrop of silver cups, this simple drink becomes mysterious and luxurious.
"When is this drinking?" Kant asked softly as he looked over the open stove. It turned out that it was empty, and the chef who cooked the dishes had left.
Kant raised his eyebrows in surprise, grabbed the handle of the cup with his right hand, brought the peanut pulp given by the chef to his face, put it to his lips, and took a sip: the taste was really mellow and fragrant, and the peanut particles were finely ground.
Kant drank the whole cup of peanut pulp in one go, and as he put the empty cup back in place, a crisp sound reached Kant's ears.
A key was placed on the coaster where the cups were placed.
Kant's eyes immediately became alert: the key must have been left by the chef, but why did he invite himself to meet him so secretly?
"This peanut pulp is our boss's favorite and my best friend. Please be sure to accept it. What the chef said not so long ago was replayed in Kant's mind.
"Is it about the innkeeper?" Kant took a deep breath and silently took the key into his sleeve. After making sure that there was no one around, he hurriedly left the restaurant.
After walking out of the dining room, Kant stood at the top of the stairs and hesitated for a moment, but chose to go back to his room first and sort out what had just happened.
It was about half past three in the afternoon, and Kant, who had returned to his room, closed the curtains in the main hall, sat down at the tea table, took out the key in his pocket, and studied it carefully.
The key was made of copper and iron, and now it was rusted. Going to the restaurant for lunch today is unpredictable, and Kant has never seen a chef leave the stove between the time the order is placed and the time he waits for the dish to be served. The chef carries this key with him, and it is indeed easy to rust in a humid environment like the kitchen.
The key was engraved with the number '503'.
But this hotel doesn't have a fifth floor, so where does '503' mean?
Kant carefully recalled in his mind what the chef had said earlier, and during the conversation, he did not leave information about the time of the meeting.
"This room..."Kant, who could not find a clue, was ready to ask for the answer himself.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Kant was so frightened by the sudden sound that he was breathless. Alertly responded: "Who? β
"Your Majesty Kant, I am Molière." A shrill voice came through the crack in the door.
"Molier?" Kant thought about it for a long time before he remembered that the owner of the name was the dwarf who had openly choked him in the lobby yesterday, and he got up and asked, "What is the matter?" β
"The group of people who attacked the hotel yesterday, I don't know what the relationship was, was released today." The dwarf explained aloud.
"Wait, you come in and say." When Kant heard this, he quickened his pace, walked to the entrance, opened the door of the guest room, and greeted the dwarf in front of him.
"Thank you." The dwarf immediately walked to the guest room, sat down at the tea table before Kant, lifted the teapot, and drank heavily. After relieving himself, he wiped his mouth and continued to Kant who was sitting across from him: "That group of people is so presumptuous that after being released by acquaintances in the supervision center, they immediately walked to the tavern on Bicolin Boulevard. It happened that they met the soldiers who were escorting the residents out of the city, and the two groups of people the guys and got into a fight. β
"What's going on? Who did it first? Kant said with a frown.
"Well, this... The orc man spoke too badly, and even commented on the families of the Carradian soldiers. So one of us couldn't help but make a move. The dwarf explained as he observed Kant's face.
"Where are they now?" Kant let out a long breath and asked.
"I was escorted to the surveillance post by the Acropolis soldiers on the street." The dwarf said, "That's why I came to your Highness, you have to hurry over." β
"You have been calculated, and I can't personally intervene in this matter, otherwise you will fall into the trap of the other party impartially." Kant calmed down and said, "Do they know about it, Bandak? β
"Well, Bandak and Master Able are rushing to the monitoring center after learning the news." After listening to Kant's inference, the dwarf was stunned and responded: "Your Highness, if you don't go to this matter in person, it is estimated that it will not be settled." β
Kant glanced at him and said slowly, "I can't be distracted by their tricks anymore, that orc man is cannon fodder for the Dark Side Order." Now to clean them up is like you going to cut down a tree, but you only care about sweeping the fallen leaves under the tree. I have more important things to do now. β
β... Original... Come so. The dwarf was frightened by the aura emanating from Kant's body, and nodded timidly. After a while, he withdrew.
Chapter 868: The dispute in front of the mansion
Kant sat in silence for a while after the dwarf had left, and then walked to the lobby of the inn. I found the guy who was busy in the back kitchen, and asked, "Do you know where the chef in charge of cooking is in the restaurant on the second floor?" β
"That chef doesn't rest in the hotel, you didn't find him in the restaurant, my lord, you probably just went back to your home." The guy was stunned and replied.
"And when will he come back?" Kant asked.
"This chef was invited by our boss from somewhere, and people can come and leave whenever they want. We don't know. The guy introduced.
"Well, thank you." Kant walked out of the back kitchen, slightly disappointed. After sitting at the cafΓ© in the lobby for a while, he finally decided to find out the whereabouts of room '503' in this hotel during the time he had not been able to see the chef.
On the other side, Bandak and Able, who rushed to the gate of the supervision center, happened to run into a group of orc men with blue noses and swollen faces.
The seven or eight nomads took the initiative to walk in front of the two, and the beast man at the head frowned and said, "Why are you?" What about the one who is your leader? β
"You have set off this little storm, and you can't reach the edge of Your Highness's shoes." Able clenched his fists and said, "Give me back to your cell and squat!" β
"It is up to you to save your brothers and men? I'm afraid it's not enough. The orc man shook his head and continued.
"Where are they now?" Bandak asked.
"I don't know, after all, we've only been in this temporary detention center." The orc man grinned at the people around him and mocked, "What kind of scenery is this cell, we really haven't seen it. β
"I told you not to get in the way!" Able kicked the orc man in the waist, sending him back several meters.
"Abel, let's go!" Bandak's forehead had already burst with green tendons, and after enduring it again and again, he spoke to Abel.
Looking at the two who left, the rest of the nomads gathered around the beast men, and said indignantly: "These two people are really not cleaned up. β
"Our mission is done, go to the bar." The orc man put away the mocking face just now, and said indifferently: "The more angry these two are, the faster we can reach our goal. It's a little bit of a trifle. β
The orc man left the supervision center with the support of his younger brother beside him.
Now Able and Bandak were overwhelmed by their anger, and walked to the front desk of the Inspectorate and asked, "We are the soldiers and officers of Calradia, and our men were sent here by the Acropolis army before. We're here to pick them up. β
"Youβ" The staff member in charge of the reception noticed the anger in the eyes of the two of them, and said timidly: "Please wait a minute, I'll go to Captain Vermont." He led the team to send the people. β
"Okay." Abel promised, "We'll wait for him here." β
The clerk quickly spread his legs and ran towards an official hall in the hallway.
Five minutes passed, and Bandak and Abel stood motionless in front of the front desk, and passers-by began to focus on the two men.
"This person is a student, it can't be a newly transferred staff member in this school." The businessman, who was often on the lookout, whispered.
"It seems to be a human race and an elven race, judging by the clothes of these two people. It should be an outsider. Another member of the crowd said, "What are they doing here?" β
"I just received the news that today on the avenue leading to the city gate, Bauen's gang and a group of Terran soldiers fought." A passer-by spoke to his companion after hearing the discussion of the people around him.
"Baun?" His companion was surprised: "Then these two people are not here to ransom people, and those who oppose Bao En will not end well." β
"People from outside the island want to poach people from the supervision center, but they probably don't believe it."
Bandak and Abel silently listened to the comments of the people around them, and snorted coldly in their hearts: It's not okay if this person doesn't take us away today.
At this moment, the waiter who had just left walked over with a half-orc man in uniform. Introducing Bandak and Able, "This is Captain Vermont who is in charge of handling this. He is a first-class officer in the office. β
"Hello." Vermont held out his hand and greeted Bandak and Able.
"Hello." Bandak and Abel responded politely.
Glancing at the crowd of onlookers, Fermont smiled at Bandak and Able and suggested, "There are a lot of people here, so let's go to the official hall and talk about it." β
"Okay." Bandak agreed.
Pretending to pass by inadvertently, the passers-by who were eavesdropping on the side felt bored and took the initiative to disperse.
Fumont led the two to a small business room on the first floor, which was about the same layout as the room where Able had last met with the gnomes, but the space was much smaller.
After motioning for the two of them to sit down in the leather chairs, Vermont folded his hands on the table and said to Bandak and Abel, "You're here for the incident that happened this morning, aren't you?" β
"Yes." Bandak nodded.
"May I ask what the Inspectorate has given to our soldiers?" Able asked.
"Three months in prison, after all, the impact of this incident is indeed quite large." Formont bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then said: "The decision is made by the judge, and in the supervision office, the power of the judge is far greater than that of all of us. Therefore, even if you come here in person today, it is estimated that it will not be possible to take people away. β
"Three months? Just for a group fight? Bandak said angrily, "What about the gang? They had just been released today, and they went out of their way to find our people to retaliate, so why could they leave here without any responsibility? β
"Thisβ" Fermont explained, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "This group of people were acquitted in yesterday's case. So the judge just focused on their role in the dispute. β
"Not guilty?" Able's eyes widened, and he said, "What about the death of Filit, and what about the injuries suffered by the guests?" How were they found not guilty? β
"Isn't the man who killed Felit a waiter? The residents didn't come forward to testify, so the attack wasn't a thing...", Fermont explained slowly.
"Fart!" Bandak pushed the table away and yelled at the officer in front of him, "I think your prison is here to clear those bastards. The homeless people on your island believe this, we don't believe it! You have to hand them over today! β
Chapter 869: Kant who appeared unexpectedly
Fumeng frowned, waved his hand and said, "In that case, I don't have anything to say to the two adults. But I still have to tell you: since you have come to this island, you must also understand the rules of this island. β
After saying this, Vermont walked to the door and unlocked it. Turning back to Bandak and Abel and continued, "Two adults, please come back first. Ask your majesty if he will agree with you. β
"Where's the cell?" Bandak hurried up to Vermont and asked menacingly.
Fumeng looked at the Terran soldiers in front of him, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and he slowly spoke: "You want to rob the prison? β
"We will not let our soldiers suffer this grievance in vain." Able walked up to Bandak and called to him, "Bandak, let's go back to the inn." β
"Abel!" Bandak shouted in confusion.
"I'm leaving." Able left the chamber with his leg up.
Bandak glared at Vermont disapprovingly and followed Able out.
The two walked straight to the door of the monitoring center. At this point, Abel stopped, turned to Abel and said, "You were too impulsive to say anything like that to the officers in the station. β
"Didn't the two of us come here to bring the soldiers back?" Bandak frowned and said, "That officer didn't pay attention to us at all. β
"I also think he has a strange attitude towards us." Able shook his head and said, "Even when I met the orc men at the door before, they behaved strangely. Let's go back to the hotel and tell His Highness Kant about this place. β
"Okay." Bandak glanced back at the signboard of the monitoring center, and silently spat it in his heart. Then Abel departed.
The location of the monitoring post was not far from the address of the hotel, and in about ten minutes, Abel and Bhandak rushed back to the hotel.
After hurrying up to the second floor, after knocking on the door, he found that Kant was not in the room at this time.
"Tindy, where's Your Majesty?" Bandak asked as he stopped a passing waiter in the hallway.
"I just saw His Majesty Kant in the lobby on the first floor." The waiter, who was called Tindy, craned his neck and glanced downstairs, and responded, "I'll go and ask the others for you." β
"Okay, please." Able nodded.
After Tindy retreated, the two walked to the third floor of the inn and searched for Kant.
This entire floor was rented by the boss to the soldiers of Calradia. However, at this time, the soldiers of Calradia did not stay in the guest room, but were on patrol duty in the streets.
After searching for nothing to avail, Abel and Bandak meet at the top of the staircase.
Looking at the staircase leading to the fourth floor, Bandak glanced at Abel suspiciously, and said hesitantly, "Shall we go to the fourth floor and have a look?" β
"The fourth floor doesn't seem to be open to the public." Able recalls the night he searched for clues, and the innkeeper said nothing to let them go to the fourth floor. Then he spoke: "His Royal Highness Kant should not intrude on such a place. Let's ask Tindy if there's any news from him. β
"Okay." Kant agreed.
Just as the two were about to leave the floor, Kant sneezed down the stairs of the fourth floor.
After seeing the two of them, he greeted them loudly, "Bandak, and Able." Why are you here? β
"Your Majesty!" Able exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you here?" We're looking for you. What are you doing on that floor above? β
"It's a time-consuming thing to say." Kant said, "Let's go back to our room first." The fourth floor is closed and no outsiders are allowed to enter or leave, and it would be a problem if the innkeeper found out that I had been there for a while. β
Bandak stepped forward to help Kant pat the dust on his coat, frowned and said, "How long has it been since no one has been to that floor above?" Your Highness, the dust on your body is really thick. β
"You really can't stay long in that place." Kant took out his handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and coughed lightly for a moment.
"In that case, let's go back quickly." Able glanced at Kant worriedly and said, "We also have an urgent matter that needs to be reported to His Majesty Kant. β
"Hmm." Kant nodded in agreement.
The three of them walked back to the guest room side by side, and sat down at the tea table in the main hall. Abel immediately poured Kant a cup of tea and advised, "Your Highness, this tea is to clear the lungs. You can take a few sips first. β
"Well, then I'll listen to you while I drink tea." Kant nodded, took the teacup in his hand, and said, "Have you been to the prison before?" How's it going over there? β
"The officer who received us told us that the verdict of a case decided by a judge cannot be changed. The soldiers were to spend three months in prison. Bandak responded.
"Well, did you meet the soldiers?" Kant asked, after taking a sip of tea.
"No, the officer didn't seem to mean to let us meet with the soldiers." Able sighed and said, "At that time, Bandak and I were both angry, and now that I think about it, maybe the person he wants to see is not us, but Your Majesty." β
"Your Majesty, now we can only come forward by you personallyβ" Bandak looked at Kant and said seriously.
"I can't come forward. The group of people who planned the attack was just for me to ask Gilbert or the gnome chief. When the time comes, they will definitely get in the way again, and our relationship with the goblins and gnomes will be speculated. It's not good for the people who help us. Kant calmly responded.
"So what do we do now?" Bandak asked anxiously, "There is no news from the soldiers sent by Calradia yet. With the strength of only a few dozen of us, it was still too reluctant to rescue the soldiers tied up inside from the monitoring center. β
"If it had happened yesterday, maybe we would have had to resign ourselves to our fate. But now, we can directly bypass the barrier of the monitoring center and directly find out the people who are hiding behind the scenes and interfering with us. The corners of Kant's mouth curled into a confident smile, and he promised the two people beside him.
"Your Highness, did you meet a member of the Dark Side Organization today?" Abel asked, bewildered.
"Encountered? Not really. Kant paused, and recounted to Bandak and Abel what had happened in the dining room at noon. Then he said: "Finally, I held the key, but I couldn't find the chef himself, so I began to look for it in the inn. β
Chapter 870: Smoke that hides people's ears
"Is that room on the fourth floor?" Bandak asked nervously.
"Well," Kant nodded, and said, "I heard that the original inn was originally a five-story hotel, but after the race war in the city, the various floors of the inn were damaged at different levels. The fourth floor was the most damaged, so the pygmy craftsmen in charge of the restoration planned to rebuild the fourth and fifth floors, but the proposal was rejected by the innkeeper, saying that he did not want the inn to stand out too much on the whole street. It was only requested that the fourth and fifth floors be renovated and merged into one floor. So now some rooms on the fourth floor still have the house number of the fifth floor. β
"I see." Able took a deep breath and sighed, "I didn't expect it to be because of the war. β
"So, why is the room on the fourth floor closed to the public again?" Bandak asked, confused.
"I also asked the waiter this question, but he also said: he doesn't know." Kant shook his head and said.
"In that case, the truth about this matter should be the privacy of this inn." Abel commented.
"But the waiter didn't look like he was pretending." Kant recalled for a moment the tone and expression of the waiter in the lobby as he answered himself.
"Leave this alone." Bandak waved his hand and said, "Your Highness, what did you find in that room?" β
"The innkeeper was also a member of the Dark Side, and the desk in that room was full of all the records of our trips since we came ashore at the beach. In the bookcase folders are many members of the Dark Side that we haven't seen before. I found Pico and Shadow inside. Kant explained in a deep voice.
"How is that possible?" After listening to Kant's statement, Abel's heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he blurted out: "The innkeeper can't have been framed." β
"When I was dining with the innkeeper before, I noticed that his dominant hand was left-handed. That is, he is a left-hander. Kant responded: "The whole hotel, including the bookkeeper, the cook, the waiters, and so on. He is the only one with a left-handed hand, and judging from the furnishings of the room, it is indeed designed for the convenience of left-handers. β
"I don't think I can jump to conclusions." After listening to Kant's words, Bandak hesitated and said, "Let's continue to check and compare." β
"You're right." Kant nodded, "But I still want to confront the innkeeper on the spot." Quick. β
"Okay." Bandak and Abel said in unison.
Kant pulled out a form from his clothes, on which the portrait depicted Peake.
"The innkeeper will leave town tomorrow, and we must find him before then." Kant said with a resolute expression.
"Shall we send our men to search for him in the town ourselves, or shall we have the waiter at the inn inform him?" Bandak asked, confused.
"You don't have to worry about that," Kant said confidently, as he got up and walked to the entrance, and after hearing the noise of footsteps and chatter outside the door, "we just need to wait quietly at the top of this staircase." β
"It's on fire! It's on fire! The waiter, who was cleaning the streets, threw his broom to the ground and rushed to the store after seeing the smoke coming out of the window on the fourth floor, shouting, "The fourth floor is on fire!" β
The waiter, who was busy in the lobby, hurried to the outside of the store and watched the fire upstairs.
"What should I do?" The waiters anxiously asked the waiter who was standing at the front.
The waiter who was watched by everyone was Nit, who had been temporarily appointed as the captain of the waiter.
Nit frowned tightly, his position as temporary captain was decided internally by the staff. And the performance during this period of service is crucial to whether he can be promoted to the bookkeeper.
Suddenly something happened, and Nite couldn't help but panic. He greeted a young waiter beside him, "Quick! Inform the boss! And a few of you, come with me to put out the fire. β
"Yes!" The waiter who was ordered hurriedly nodded in agreement.
Returning to the inn with Nit, he rushed up the spiral staircase with a broom and the like.
"Where are you going?" Bandak's sudden appearance at the top of the stairs startled them.
"Banda... Master Dark, that's... There was a fire on the fourth floor, and I took someone up to put it out. Nit replied nervously.
"On fire? The fourth floor is the boss's private domain, so I'm afraid it's not good for you to rush in like this. Bandak was worried about them.
"That's true, we haven't been up there before. However, now that the situation is critical, we can only take offense. Nit replied.
"Alright then, do you need my help?" Bandak nodded and continued to ask.
"No, no." Nite hurriedly waved his hand and said, "The fire is not too serious, just a few of us." β
"Well, that's good. I won't bother you. After confirming that Kant downstairs had made a 'yes' gesture to him, Bandak silently let Nite and the others go.
After seeing the group leave, Bandak descended the stairs, took a seat at the tea table where Kant and Able were, and asked, "Is the waiter delivering the letter really already leaving?" β
"Hmm." Able nodded, and it was up to him to confirm the matter.
"Your Highness, you said that you set a fire on the fourth floor, so you won't burn all those documents." Bandak asked worriedly.
"No, it won't." Kant waved his hand and said, "I just burned our part of the material in the brazier." β
"Very well," said Bandak, reassuringly, "after all, we don't know who the owner of this room is. β
"Hmm." Abel nodded in agreement.
After a while, the Neet group walked down the stairs noisily with the brazier.
"Boom!" With a thud, the blackened brazier was thrown onto the floor tiles of the lobby, and Nit looked around and said indignantly, "Who is it?!" Who did the prank? If you are not satisfied with anything, you can just tell me what it means to make this one. β
He rushed upstairs with the crowd, and when he cautiously walked into the room, he found a brazier emitting black smoke that had been placed by the window.
Nit was completely annoyed, in his eyes: at this time, the people who did such things were aimed at him.
"There is a kind of doing, why is there no kind of admitting? Stand up, let's fight. Nit yelled.
Bandak sighed softly, while Kant and Able ignored Nit's yelling.
Chapter 871: Hostage Swap Deal
Seeing that there was no response for a long time, Nit let out a long breath, picked up the brazier on the floor and left the lobby.
Kant put down the teacup and said, "It's indeed a bit too much to make a fuss like this. β
The three of them sat near the edge of the door, and even in order to meet Trubin for the first time, dinner was settled in the lobby.
It wasn't until about seven o'clock in the evening that the innkeeper hurried to the inn, found Nit, who was busy at the counter, and asked, "How is it?" The waiter who informed me didn't say clearly, which room was the fire? β
"Room 502." Nitt replied apprehensively, "The fire has been extinguished, and it has been discovered that it is a prank by someone." Sorry, boss. Because of this kind of trivial matter, you can take the time to rush back. β
"Prank?" Trubin's face turned very ugly, and he asked, "Have you checked the door lock?" How did that guy get in? β
"The lock is intact," replied Nitt, recalling, "because the man must have gone in through the window." β
"Are you sure?" Trubin stared at Nit, carefully confirming.
Kant, who was sitting at the door, felt that now was the best time to divert Trubin's attention to himself, and immediately said out: "Boss Trubin! β
"Your Majesty Kant." Trubin was stunned, and when he turned around and saw that it was Kant, his impatient expression immediately became respectful. Glancing at the dining table in front of the three of them, he responded with a smile: "How did a few adults remember to eat in the lobby today?" β
"There are too few people in the restaurant, and the lobby is more lively." Kant replied lightly.
"I see." Trubin nodded and said, "I didn't expect to see a few more people before I went out." We're really fated to do it. β
"Perhaps." Kant replied with a hint of relief: "However, I have always believed more that human force is more reliable. β
Trubin raised his head slightly, met Kant's gaze, looked carefully for a while, and said, "It sounds like His Majesty Kant has something to say to me?" β
"Well, please give the boss a view. Go sit at our table for a while. Kant nodded and said, "We have some undecided things, and we need to ask the boss for confirmation." β
Trubin's gaze froze. Able and Bandak hurriedly leaned over after noticing the change in aura between the two. Protected on both sides of Kant.
Trubin's face softened, and he said apologetically to Kant, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Tonight, I'm having a party in the West End. I'm afraid I don't have time to make small talk with you. β
After saying this, Trubin turned sideways and commanded Nite, "Let the groom prepare immediately." β
"Yes." Nit had long been aware of the strange atmosphere between the innkeeper and Kant, and after hearing the order, he left the scene as if he had been granted amnesty. Walk to the courtyard.
"Boss, you're in such a hurry to leave, I'm afraid it's not good?" Able grimaced.
"The business in the store has been taken care of." Tubin said, "I'm going to leave here now." β
"Done? Haven't you yet found the culprit of the prank? Bandak asked lightly.
"Youβ" Trubin clenched his fists and said, "You broke into our room?" β
"No, no. Definitely not. Kant hurriedly waved his hand, pulled out the page in his pocket, and said, "It's just that this page floated in through the window of our room. I would like to confirm with the boss you, is this something in that room? β
Trubin subconsciously raised his hand to snatch the page from Kant's hand, and the material on the portrait of Pique was pulled in half. Tubin stared at the half of the form in his hand in a daze. Then he looked up at Kant and roared, "You bastard! β
Bandak and Abel immediately stopped Trubin, who had lunged in front of Kant, and restrained him to his knees on the floor.
"Are you really a member of the Dark Side Order?" Kant took a deep breath and said. Although he had predicted this outcome, he was still in disbelief at the moment.
"So what?" Trubin said dismissively.
"What about the waiters at this inn? Are they also members of the Dark Side Order? Kant asked.
"It's not. They don't know anything about the forces in the town. Trubin lowered his head and said, "You found out who I am, so what?" Those kids won't believe you. You can't take me with you. β
"Are you overconfident in the forces you're on your side?" Bandak leaned over to Trubin's side and asked, "Now the Dark Side forces are the public enemy in the hearts of all vagrants, as long as we hand you over to the Prison Office." No one behind you can save you. β
"What the hell are you trying to do?" Tubin said angrily: "Nit! Nits!! β
"The waiters have gone to the second floor to eat, and Nit is now presumably helping to feed the horses in the backyard. Don't scream. Kant said indifferently: "The group of orc men can come back from the supervision center, and you also have a kick, right?" β
"Hmm." Trubin nodded in reply.
"Okay, let the people above you let our men go. We'll let you go. Kant conditioned.
"So you're here for this." Trubin snorted coldly: "Okay, I promise you." β
Kant waved his hand, motioning for Able and Bandak to let Trubin go, and after Trubin got up, he raised his head and said to him, "It should be easy for you to contact the other members, right?" β
"You don't have to worry about that." "Actually, I don't have to be involved," Trump said. You stay quiet for a few days. Your brothers were sent back after receiving a little corporal punishment at most. β
"Then we will add one more condition, the soldiers who are put back must not suffer any injuries, otherwise your life is still in our hands." Bandak threatened viciously.
"Hehe, your request is a bit beyond my ability." Trubin shook his head nonchalantly and replied.
"That's one of the requirements, and you'd better take note of it." Abel on the side spoke leisurely.
"Okay." Trubin pondered for a moment and agreed: "But this matter requires me to personally go to the monitoring center to move around, and you can't restrict my personal freedom." β
"Well, as long as Bandak goes with you." Kant said to Trubin.
"Him?" Trubin questioned: "What are you kidding?" This person is on the organization's blacklist. The person above, the first person you want to get rid of is you, and the second is him. You let me take him? β
Chapter 872: The captain who went to the mansion
"Of course not." Trubin immediately vetoed.
"What if Bandak is the one who surrendered?" Kant asked.
Trubin's brow furrowed, he glanced at Bandak, and then turned his head and responded, "You guys are really bold enough." β
"Isn't it beyond your imagination?" When Kant smiled, his eyes were bent into crescents. The tone was chillingly cold.
"What if this kid dies at the hands of the Order?" Trubin asked hesitantly.
Abel put his hand on Trubin's shoulder and warned, "The military of Calradia is not as fragile as you think, and everyone has a life. You don't just want to get involved. β
"Huh." Trubin shook his head and said, "You guys are so relieved of him? β
"Don't talk nonsense, your carriage is coming." When Kant heard the sound of horses' hooves by the door, he immediately stopped talking and told Bandak: "Be careful on the road. β
"Yes." Bandak nodded.
The trick of accompanying Trubin to the monitoring center was improvised by the three of them during the dinner table. At that time, everyone was hesitating whether to send Bandak or Able, and they couldn't make a decision.
It wasn't until Bandak took the initiative to mention that if the Dark Side organization had confirmed the news to Trubin and believed that Bandak was a mutineer, it was very likely that Pique, who was staying in the city, would be called together.
After all, until the Gu Warriors arrived, they still couldn't confirm what Bandak's purpose was when he arrived here.
Kant and others could have laid an ambush near the monitoring center at this time. Intercept Pique, who arrived late at night. Trick him out of the way to remove the poison.
"Boss, your car is ready." Nite stepped over the threshold and reported respectfully to Trubin.
"Okay." Trubin agreed. Then he led Bandak to the door. Got into the carriage.
"Lord Bandak, is thisβ" Nit asked strangely, looking at the backs of the two side by side.
"It's getting late now, and it's not been too peaceful around the hotel lately." Kant explained: "I sent Bandak to escort the boss. β
"I didn't expect Master Kant to be so concerned about the boss," Nit replied gratefully, "We didn't think of that." β
"It's nothing, it's just that the current situation is more special." Kant said: "With the force of your boss, one or two thieves can still be dealt with completely. It's just that after bringing Bandak, it's more reassuring. β
"Yes, yes." Nit replied, "Do you want to continue your meal?" I'm going to have a few more good dishes in the kitchen. β
"No, no." Abel spoke: "We also happen to have something to do in our hands, so we don't have to worry about the guys in the back kitchen." β
"Okay then." Nid's head agreed, "Are you two going out?" β
"Well, we'll have to go get medicine for Bandak." Immanuel Kant explained: "Two blocks away, go and go back. β
"I see. It's just that I don't know if the pharmacy is still open now, or I'll send a guy to inquire about the two of you first? Nit thought for a moment and suggested.
"No, let's just take a walk after dinner and eat less." Able shook his head lightly and responded, "After all, His Majesty Kant also said that he wanted to go out for a walk. β
"Yes." Kant nodded.
"Then I won't disturb the two of you." Nit didn't say anything more after that, and immediately bowed and retired.
After Kant and Able walked out of the hotel doors, they parted ways at the entrance of the street, one anxious to inform the soldiers patrolling the street, and the other hurried to the monitoring post.
When Able walked to the gate of the supervision center, he was still silently worried about whether Kant would be able to call his soldiers in time, although the location of the inspection was planned by Kant single-handedly, but in terms of sensitivity to the whereabouts of the soldiers, Kant was relatively slow.
And there was only one reason why they were so separate: Abble's transfiguration.
Abole's transfiguration was not an orthodox version of the transfiguration, and the traditional transfiguration always meant adding or subtracting something to the person's face. And Able's transfiguration technique was honed by himself. The main method is to make a person's face change in detail by controlling the circulatory system in the body. Able to change a person's temperament in a short period of time.
This method requires that the person being cast the spell also be a water mage.
And Kant, let alone the water mage, even the name of the mage is not close to him.
So in today's task distribution, such a situation has been formed.
Abel was still a sturdy soldier in his thirties. By the time he stepped through the threshold, he had become a tired politician in his forties. It exudes the same temperament as the people who come in and out of the hall.
"All the best." Able said triumphantly inwardly.
When he saw a waiter approaching him, Able quickly restrained his voice. Be in tune with your surroundings.
"Are youβ" The waiter looked at Abel and struggled to remember, and after making up his mind, he asked, "Captain Bernard?" β
"Huh?" Able looked at the messenger with a shrewd glint in his eyes and said, "Yes, it's me. β
"Ah, Captain Bernard! It's been a long time since you've been here! What wind is blowing you? The waiter was overjoyed and said, "Miss Fanny has been running into the house lately. I thought you had handed her all the jobs? β
"Fanny sheβ" Abel paused, and said, "How?" β
"Miss Fanny?" The waiter didn't expect the special officer to come and ask him for the opinion of such an unknown waiter, and in shock, he replied with a smile on his face: "Miss Fanny has a very good attitude towards us at the front desk. β
"Hmm." Abel nodded, not making any unnecessary comments.
Judging by the eagerness with which this waiter posted it, he probably mistook him for a big man with real power. Now that things have come to this point, Abel has to put on some big shots.
"Lord Berna," said the waiter, "is there anything you have done here this time?" β
Able glanced at him faintly, and remained silent.
"I'm sorry, sir. I have said a lot, please don't blame. The waiter was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained, "I just wanted to ask, is there anything I can do to help?" β
"What about the old guys? I want to meet them. Abel asked in a low voice.
"You're asking... Judge Ethan them? The waiter was surprised.
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