111. The identity has been dismantled?
Thanks to Yiyuehuan for his monthly tickets.
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After Lance and his group entered the tavern, they found that the human tavern was actually not much different from the abyss in style, but the sexy snake-haired banshee proprietress was now replaced by a middle-aged uncle with a big belly.
"Welcome." Billy, the heroic tavern owner, greeted Lance and the others, "What are you going to come, please, how many guests?"
"What are some recommendations?" Lance said, looking at the guests in the tavern. Because it was still daytime, the business was not as good as at night. However, Lance still noticed that the tables and chairs in this tavern had at least halfway occupied seats.
"Ahh, you must be the first to come to Lar Village, aren't you?" Billy was stunned when he saw Lance, and said, "It's not an offense, because if you are a regular customer, you will definitely not miss the honey wine in our store. I'm not bragging."
"It's now." Lance smiled and handed over two gold coins. "Give us a glass of honey wine each."
Billy whistled happily as he looked at the two brilliant gold coins on the counter. He took the money, turned around to the shelf and took off the wine glasses, lined up on the bar. While filling in, he looked up at Lance: "Say it, what do you want to ask."
In addition to drinking, the tavern is naturally a place to inquire about news. Lance made Billy think that they must be asking something, but they didn't want to. The real reason was that Lance had not yet figured out the purchasing power of the currency here.
But the news delivered to the door is not for nothing. After thinking about it, Lance asked, "As the boss, you just said, we came to this village not long ago. We hope to discuss business here, but we are just a newcomer. We haven't figured out the tricks yet, can the boss give me some tips?"
"Well, that's it." Running a tavern is actually a business. Billy has some contact with all kinds of merchants. After discussing the business, who can't relax after drinking a glass of honey wine from his special brew in the tavern? Billy scratched his head with a bald head and thought for a while: "Human merchants who come here usually come for magic weapons, armor, and elves secret medicines that can heal the wounds. The elves usually ask humans for spices, fabrics and daily necessities. Because elves do not need human currency, most transaction forms are in the form of goods for goods."
"So that's the case." Lance nodded and continued to ask, "Are there any businessmen here who are particularly famous or have a reputation?"
Billy filled several wine glasses with golden honey wine one by one and said, "Bald Palas is the largest dealer here, and the backstage of the Night Owl Gurut is the Beriska Chamber of Commerce. Some are money and connections, and there is also a man named Kuka. He is like you, and he has not been here for a long time, but in just a few months, he has already grown his business to the Western Region. It is said that he has a very harmonious relationship with the elves. He can get a lot of good things..."
Lance silently wrote down these names, asked some questions casually, and felt that he could not find any useful information. Then he greeted his boss Billy and took his subordinates to the free seat there. Looking at Billy's figure and appearance, he couldn't imagine that he had a slim and beautiful daughter. However, due to the pressure of Fiona next to him, Lance immediately took his eyes back - there are beauties everywhere. It is not necessary that the store that he worked hard to run was demolished.
The group sat down according to their identities. Because there were eight people, Lance Fiona Aikir had three people at a table, while Parker and other guards had one table together.
Seeing that Aikil has been absent-minded since the moment, Lance suggested kindly: "Aikil, didn't you say you had a place to go and go for a walk? Anyway, I know about the things here almost today. Don't rush the rest. Why don't we go and have a look after this glass of wine? - are you far away?"
Aikil did not refuse: "It's not very far. If you get a few horses, you should have arrived in a few dozen minutes."
"Then let's go there later."
"Yeah." After saying this, Lance deliberately told a joke in order not to silence the atmosphere, but the people at this table really didn't cooperate very well, so stop laughing, and didn't even have a polite reaction. Parker and the others' table were a bit far apart, and they didn't hear Lance's words. Helplessly, Lance could only pick up his glass and sip it to resolve the embarrassment on the scene.
But I have to say that the owner of the tavern was not bragging about the honey wine. The honey wine in his mouth tasted sweet and delicious. After drinking it into his throat, it still had the silky feeling left on the taste buds of his tongue. His sip simply turned from a cow drink in the middle - Lance's alcohol capacity was actually very good, and it would not be too big a problem to kill this glass.
"Ha..." Put down the wine glass and wiped his mouth, and it was really satisfying.
Since there was no companion to speak, Lance decided to have another drink. He was about to reach out to attract the beautiful waitress, but Lance found that an uninvited guest suddenly appeared on their table.
Logically speaking, as long as there is some common sense, you will not sit down when someone takes up a seat. Even if you encounter a crowded table, you have to ask the owner what he meant. However, the person in front of you has never said hello. Lance glanced at the other side, and there was clearly an empty table there.
Lance raised his brows, and Fiona and Aikil obviously noticed that there was one person suddenly at their table. When Parker and the others reacted, they had already stood up with their weapons, but in the next second, Lance was pushed back with a warning look.
Lance looked at the other person with a little alert. He was strangely dressed, his face and body were covered with a black cloak, and his whole body was exuding a strange atmosphere, which was more exaggerated than the looks of Lance and his group of people. Lance naturally would not think that the other person was simply sitting in the wrong position. After glanced at the other person's character attributes, Lance asked calmly: "What's the matter with us, Miss?"
Huh. Exposed?
The other party's sudden panic reaction was as strongly shaken as if proving this. Of course, there was a reason why Lance was so confident. No matter how bad his level was, he would not be killed by a guy with only g-rated. Yes, this guy's evaluation was no different from that group of human civilians. Or it was even worse in this aspect, maybe it was better to describe it with the power of no-handedness.
If the F-level is ordinary, then Lance thought about it and was it a waste? If this calculation is done, the guy in front of him would mean a super waste.
To be honest, although Lance is very curious about things in the human world, his time is not wasted on Acama and Adog.
"Then, that...I. I know your identities. I think you must not want your identities to be exposed to public?" The woman in front of her, whose body and appearance were hidden under the cloak, said nervously. Her only bare hands were tightly clutching her trouser legs. Lance could hear her nervousness just from the sound of her speaking. I have to say, what she said just now made Lance a little surprised.
Knowing our identity...is this a test or something?
Could it be that it was exposed?
This time, Lance took a serious look at the other party's attributes.
Yiwen-Lefiepain (Human)
Health: 7
Occupation: Civilian
Skill: Summoning magic (g-), prophecy (n)
*The evaluation of n in attributes generally means that the effect of the skill is always constant after use and does not have any difference in strength or weakness.
From this perspective, this skill called prophecy fully attracted Lance's attention.
Lance stared at the blurred facial features hidden under the brim of the cape and hat, and said with some teasing words: "Oh? This sounds really interesting. Can I understand that you are provoking us...or do you want to threaten us?"
Lance slowly leaned his face towards the opposing face and said softly in her ear: "Do you really know what kind of existence we are?"
"Ah!" This way of speaking is like someone blowing a breath on the back of your neck when you are unprepared. Yiwen's hair is about to stand up. She is very clear that the group of people in front of her are not humans.
demon.
This was the only result she had divined this morning, and at first she couldn't believe it. Because the story of the demon invasion has been over two hundred years. Now it is completely used to coax children. However, when she met Lance and the others on the street and accurately captured the demonic aura of their bodies with magic props, she finally found it certain.
The cruel and terrifying demon in the story has come back to the world. Logically speaking, this kind of disaster that is comparable to natural disasters should be as far as possible, but this seems to be the girl's final hope - she has no way out.
He reached out and pressed on his chest, not to relieve himself, but to the power that could protect her. Yiwen raised her head. Although the nervousness was still repeated in her voice, she could at least look directly at Lance.
She is such a handsome person, no, right, a demon, if it were him, it wouldn't be so unbearable. When she thought of the responsibilities she had shouldered, she seemed to have finally made up her mind, and her eyes were shining with a tough light.
"I have something to ask you to ask me, can you please come with me, Mr. Demon."
When the other party whispered in a low voice, but clearly spit out the words "demon", Lance was finally convinced.
"What if I refuse?"
"I... I will expose your identity loudly here. I think this should bother you, right?" She lowered her head, but looked at the other person with a loss of confidence.
"One thing," Lance answered without comment, "but do you know what the consequences will be?"
Yiwen nodded.
"Interesting, I hope you won't regret this decision in the end, ma'am."
"I won't regret it!"
Because it was indeed very close, Lance saw the eyes in the shadow, and was unexpectedly firm.
It's really troublesome, Lance thought.
But in fact, he was indeed a little interested in why this woman could detect their identity. If Lance and the others had to act in the human world in the future, they would have to eliminate this hidden danger. Otherwise, if they met someone, they would recognize their identity. How could they still be in this human world? After all, demons and creatures in the human world are always hostile.
Lance thought about it and replied, "Well, where are you going to take us?"
Yiwen did not answer directly, and she stood up from the chair: "Please follow me..."
"Where are these servants of mine?" Lance didn't move. He didn't like to be led by others at will.
"Of course you can bring them with you. I just talked like a different place. There are so many people here." Yiwen turned his head. Their conversation just now had attracted the attention of some people, and this was not what she wanted.
When Lance heard this, he felt that the other party was either planning something, setting up a trap somewhere, intending to lead himself to the trap? Otherwise, this woman might not be too stupid. Don’t she know that as long as she changes to a quiet corner, Lance can kill her in minutes. Although Lance is usually quite gentle to women, he is not not killing women, especially those who threaten him.
Is the other party so confident?
This made Lance hesitate, but when he turned to look at Fiona beside him, he immediately felt relieved.
If it was really a magic trap, it would be impossible to escape the eyes of the young lady. When he thought about it this way, Lance found it interesting. He drank the last little ale in the wine glass, then brought Fiona Aikir and the others to follow the mysterious girl in front of him.
Finally, they were taken to a dilapidated and abandoned cabin. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!