"This is your room!"

Huck led Dean around the corner on the second floor—and the Southern merchants entered a large room behind the hall on the first floor, where a large bunk large enough for thirty people was waiting to be selected.

"I need hot bath water, and food, and of course, even better if there is alcohol!"

Dean looked around the room with a pretended satisfaction as he spoke of what he was supposed to ask.

"Hot bath water is only provided in the evening, food is provided at any time, two coppers for a serving, and if you add wine, add another copper!"

"No problem! I need an extra drink! The rest, when I leave! ”

With that, Dean took out two silver horns and placed them in Huck's hand.

"Of course, the food will arrive soon!"

Huck replied with a smile - apparently anyone who doesn't care is welcome.

And after only five minutes, Huck came back with a food plate with large pieces of potatoes, sausages, and some pickled pickles, which made up the whole food, and the portion was very large, enough for two adults to eat a full meal; Of course, it tastes good.

Putting the food plate in front of Dean, looking at Dean's somewhat gobbling appearance, Huck of the part-time chef laughed loudly, and at the same time put two warm wine jugs in front of Dean, reminding: "Unlike the wine in your three southern counties, the biggest role of the wine here is to ward off the cold, which is very strong!" ”

"Spirits? I think I'll like it, when will the first hunters be able to come back? ”

Dean asked vaguely as he ate—this was not a pretense, but Dean, who had not slept all night and had experienced several battles, was really hungry; However, no matter how hungry he was, Dean didn't forget who he was now, and asked Huck for news that he should be concerned about.

"It will take two weeks at the earliest, but don't get your hopes up too much, those fresh skins will be ordered; If you want to find leather goods, I suggest that you go to the townspeople and ask...... It's some old skin, but it's better than if you go home empty-handed! ”

Huck gave a kind reminder again.

"Thank you for your message, though...... I still want to wait! ”

Dean thanked him, but he had the merchant's philistine on his face.

"The choice is yours!"

Huck waved his hand absently, turned and walked out of the room - for these merchants, as long as they didn't break his rules, Huck didn't have much bad feelings, and of course, not much good; Therefore, in the face of Dean, who does not listen to dissuasion, Huck only expresses his regret as an innkeeper.

After all, businessmen themselves come for profit.

Click!

The door was shut, and listening to Huck's footsteps in the distance, Dean continued to eat his own food until he had eaten more than half of the food that was enough for two adults; Then, he didn't touch the two flasks that were still warm, after all, what he was going to do in a moment, it was very inappropriate to drink.

Of course, he needed a brief message before he left.

You know, in order to deal with the captain of the Knights of Fecharon, the previous three days only rested for less than ten hours, and if you only count yesterday, there has been no real rest until now.

Dean is very clear about the combination of work and rest.

Therefore, he doesn't mind taking a break for two or three hours, as long as time permits.

……

When Dean woke up again, the snow and fog that had shrouded the town of Tyre had all dissipated, and the sun in the sky had brought rare warmth to the whole town of Tyre, and some of the local women of Tyre had even hung some nitrate skins outside the gates of their homes - when their husbands and sons went out hunting, the women of Tyre, as wives and mothers, would become the pillars of the family, not only chopping wood and cooking, but also taking care of young children and the elderly, and even, when encountering some special events, When they pick up bows and arrows, they are archers to be reckoned with.

The hunters in the Tyre realm are, for the most part, male and female.

After greeting the enthusiastic Huck, Dean walked out of the Snow Bear House - it was strange for a merchant from the south not to visit a strange and strange town after he had eaten and drunk enough and had enough rest.

In fact, about half an hour ago, the southern merchants who were sleeping in the Chase Shop had already come out together.

As for Dean, who is 'also from the South'?

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

And in this regard, Dean naturally can't ask for it.

As a merchant, Dean traveled around the familiar town of Tyre, occasionally pretending to inquire about the price of the skins hanging on the doorways of the houses, and then shopped around for the residence of the Morder, which, unlike the average resident, was close to the center of the town and had its own courtyard.

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

Differences in status, status, and rights are always evident in these aspects.

However, it is precisely because of this that certain ambitious people will rise up to catch up—for such people, Dean can not say that he is disgusted, because in a certain way, he is also a similar person at this moment; However, for Moder as a tax collector, there is a fundamental difference.

Whether it was the other party's collusion with the Knights of Fecharon to rob and massacre the caravan, or what they did afterwards, Dean and the other party were already destined to be hostile camps.

"What is that place?"

Dean, feigning surprise, pointed to the elderly lady in front of him, pointing to the house that belonged to Moder not far away.

"It is the residence of Lord Morder, the tax collector of Tyre...... In two days, Lord Moder will go to Vauban to receive a 'knight's baptism' and become a true knight! With such a noble character, Lord Moder could not be more appropriate to become a knight master! ”

Speaking of the tax collector, the elderly lady in front of Dean immediately began to gush.

And the news also confirmed Dean's memory - in fact, when facing Potts, the head of the Knights of Fecharon, the last slightly risky battle to save time was more because it was to rush before Moder's 'knightly baptism', after all, once the other party accepted the 'knight's baptism' and became a knight, it would definitely not be a good thing for him now.

Although there is a certain chance of success in accepting the 'knight's baptism', Dean knows that Morder will definitely succeed, because the other party has a special item on his body: the Demon Blood Dagger!

In fact, it's not just Shun Lì who completes the 'knight's baptism' and becomes a true knight, but the reason why the other party was able to shine in the first Blood Moon War has a lot to do with the Demon Blood Dagger, which can strengthen one's ability through the blood of the enemy, which is on par with some legendary items.

Therefore, Dean came to Tyre Town this time, in addition to killing this deeply hidden collaborator of Potts in advance, another important purpose was for this demonic blood dagger - although the archduchess had mentioned that this demonic blood dagger had some limitations, but for Dean, who was in urgent need of strength improvement at the moment, he didn't care about these at all.

Moreover, Dean can be sure that the Demon Blood Dagger is in the other party's house at this moment-

The preciousness of the Demon Blood Dagger is naturally unquestionable, and anyone will carry it with them.

Molde will certainly not be an exception, but that's just the general case!

In two days, the other party will go to Vauban City and receive 'baptism' under the witness of the Marquis of Vauban and the chief priest of the local god cult, although the latter only participates as a spectator, but the identity of the chief priest of the god and religion has already determined that the other party has a considerable right to speak even if he is a spectator.

This is especially true when the person who has been 'baptized' has a negative energy breath in him.

Therefore, as long as Molde did not lose his head, he would temporarily leave the Demon Blood Dagger from him and put it in a safe place about a week ago, so as not to be contaminated with the breath of negative energy.

So, that's Dean's chance!

After bidding farewell to the elderly lady, Dean carefully circled and made sure that no one noticed him, and as soon as he turned around, he came to the outside of Moder's house, and as soon as he rolled over the low wall, he jumped into the courtyard, and in a flash came to the other party's door, and a slender wire appeared in his hand, and reached into the lock of the other party's door.

Click!

The skillful memory, as well as the backward door lock, made Dean unimpeded in the next moment.

Cautiously pushing open the door, Dean cautiously dodged inside.

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