Many divas.
It's snowing heavily.
Goose-feather-like snowflakes continued to fall, covering every corner of the field of vision. The sky and earth were pure white, and the whole world became quiet.
Occasionally, strong winds would appear, rolling up large clouds of white snow and hitting pedestrians on the road, causing screams and curses, followed by the sound of teeth chattering.
A dozen miles south of the capital of the Emerald Kingdom, there is a small town called Oak Town. There is an inn in the town called the Oak Inn, which is specially designed for people going to or leaving the royal capital to rest and stay. In this weather, business is very prosperous.
As night fell, the snow fell heavier, the wind became stronger, and the whole world seemed to be having a cold war. In the oak hotel separated by a wall, the fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, and the heat was rolling, warming everyone in the hotel.
The first floor of the hotel is a tavern, with dozens of tables lined up, and more than half of the people are already sitting there. There were blacksmiths working in the town, residents coming in to warm up, businessmen passing by, and a mercenary team that looked like they were not easy to mess with.
A four-person mercenary team is sitting at a table near the fireplace, three men and one woman:
With his back to the fireplace was Mulla, the captain of the mercenary team, wearing chain armor with a look of vicissitudes of life on his face. He was only fifty years old, but his hair was half white due to overwork and malnutrition, and he looked more like an old man in his sixties. Among the mercenary squads, he may not be the strongest, but he is rich in experience and calm in situations, and is the core of the entire team. At this time, he slowly tore the bread, soaked it in the broth until soft, then put it in his mouth, chewing it expressionlessly as if taking medicine.
On Mulla's left is a strong, bear-like man named Zach. Muscles protruded from under the armor like explosions, and his face was flushed red by the fireplace. At this time, he was carrying a fat chicken and chewing it. After chewing and swallowing, he picked up the ale on the table and drank it all.
The man on Mulla's right looks much inferior to Zach. He is half a head shorter and his body is a little thin. His name is Cole. At this time, he was grabbing a greasy chicken leg and chewing on it. While chewing, he looked around furtively, scanning the money bags of the people around him. He used to be a thief, but because of his unstable income, he finally chose to join a mercenary team. But if given the chance, he wouldn't mind doing his old tricks to make some extra money.
At the last side of the table, facing Mulla, sat a woman, a very young and beautiful woman, but also a woman who didn't look easy to mess with. Her name was Denise. He was tall and tall, wearing uneven armor. His golden hair was spread behind him like gold, his lips were burning like flames, and his eyes showed a hint of charm from time to time.
One of her tight and powerful thighs was lifted up and resting on the other leg. She was sitting a little slanted on the seat, looking a little lazy. He didn't eat anything, he just held a glass of malt wine and looked at the people around him meaningfully.
Unlike Cole, Denise did not look at other people's wallets, but looked at everyone's face and figure. Occasionally nod, tsk one's lips to show appreciation, occasionally shake one's head, showing an undisguised look of disgust. The people around her were a little angry when she saw it, but seeing that the mercenary was not easy to mess with, they finally did not come up to argue. They just lowered their heads and pretended not to see anything, which made Denise chuckle again.
"Haha, you are a coward."
As the captain, Mulla frowned and couldn't help but remind: "Denise, don't go too far, don't cause trouble."
"Okay, okay, Uncle Mulla." Denise looked at Mulla with the corner of her mouth raised, and said, "I know the right rules, and I know who should be provoked and who should not be provoked. I will never give it to a servant. Don’t worry if the soldier team is causing trouble.”
Muke exhaled and did not respond. He shook his head and continued eating, as if he didn't want to say anything more.
Denise turned to look at Cole and asked with a smile: "Cole, do you think what I said is right?"
"Eh? Well, yes, of course." Cole said, with a bit of perfunctory tone in his tone. His eyes were more focused on the money bags of the people around him. After a moment, he looked away in disappointment and cursed in a low voice. , "a bunch of poor people."
Denise looked at the bear-like Zach again and asked aloud: "Zach, do you think what I said is right?"
"I... Gudong!" Zach swallowed the food in his mouth, looked directly at Denise and said, "Yes... of course, everything you said is right, Denise!"
"Giggle." Denise laughed. This laughter sounded as sweet as silver bells to Zach's ears. Especially when he heard the last sentence, he felt his whole spine numb, and there was a feeling of electricity passing through, "Fool."
Zach's whole body was shaken, his face suddenly turned red, and he stared blankly at Denise without saying a word for a long time. After a long time, he seemed to have gained great courage and shouted: "I... I'm not a fool, I... I just like you."
"Giggle." Denise laughed again and tapped Zach with her hand. She looked very happy, but she didn't take it to heart at all. "Fool, don't be stupid. What's the use of liking me? Do you expect me to marry you?"
"I… "
"Are you rich? Do you have an identity? Do you have a large inheritance to inherit?" Denise still asked with a smile, but the seriousness in her eyes made Zach feel like he was being pricked by needles, and he murmured I couldn't say anything.
"Zach, let's be real, I will not marry you." Denise said out loud, "You can't let me marry you, wash, cook and have children all the time for you, and then act like a peasant woman. Are you going to live a miserable life?"
"I… "
"I want to marry a noble." Denise said, as if she was telling Zach, but also as if she was telling herself, very firmly, "I must marry a noble, even a small noble." , but I must not marry a commoner. Anyway, I have had enough of the life of a commoner. I don’t have enough to eat and sleep well. It’s really terrible... "
Before Denise finished speaking, the door of the hotel was suddenly pushed open, and the wind and snow outside the door rushed in, making everyone in the hotel lobby excited and frowned at the person who came in. Denise also stopped talking and looked over, and then she saw a young man coming in. He looked like he was dressed as a nobleman, followed by... a little maid
Well, it should be the little maid.
Denise looked at it for a moment, making sure.
Because the noble boy actually let the little girl behind him carry the suitcase instead of himself, even though the suitcase didn't look very heavy.
But the combination of a nobleman and a little maid is too weird in this Oak Town, right? Are young nobles so bold now that they go out without escorts? Aren't you afraid of falling into the eyes of interested people and causing something unpleasant to happen
Denise couldn't help but frown.
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