"Nothing else, just 'mushroom soup' and 'special sausage', you know?"
During Richard's observation, Gawain spoke up and told the waiter with a firm attitude that his request did not require any change.
"But... the staple food..." The waiter hesitated, but also wanted to try to persuade Gawain to try other dishes.
"No need." Gawain stared at the waiter and emphasized.
"Okay." Under Gawain's displeased gaze, the waiter reluctantly gave up on recommending dishes, spread his hands and said, "Guest, please find a seat and sit down. When the kitchen is ready, I will serve it to you immediately. go."
"Well. It's better to hurry up." Gawain said, leaving these words behind and turned around from the bar. He looked around the hall with squinted eyes, choosing a spot he liked, and finally landed on a corner far away from the center, not too far away from Richard.
After making the selection, Gawain walked over and sat on his seat, with a cold face and clasped hands on the table, showing a "no strangers allowed in" look, and waited silently.
Ten minutes later.
The waiter came to Gawain with mushroom soup in one hand and special sausages in the other, and carefully placed the bowls and plates containing the two dishes on the table. After playing, he looked at Gawain and asked softly: "Guest, do you need anything else?"
"You guys are a little slow in serving the food." Gawain glanced at the waiter and said expressionlessly.
The waiter's expression froze and he didn't know how to answer. He had already tried his best to urge the kitchen to do it, but he couldn't do it any faster: "This..."
"Okay, that's it, let's go." Gawain waved his hand. Then he thought of something and called the waiter who turned around, "By the way, take this."
As he spoke, Gawain took out a shining silver coin and threw it to the waiter.
"Do you want money from you, guest?" The waiter caught the silver coin, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Gawain with a bit of hope - one silver coin was more than enough to pay for Gawain's meal, and the rest if he didn't give change. As his tip, it was quite generous.
Gawain was about to speak, but after hearing what the waiter said, he suddenly closed his lips and swallowed the words "I'll take it all as your tip". Because he suddenly thought that his current identity was not that of an orthodox magic knight, but just an unknown diner in disguise. His figure is already iconic enough. If he were to be more generous and give a tip that would surprise the waiter, he would definitely leave a deep impression on the waiter. This was not what he wanted.
So…
Gawain raised his eyebrows, looked at the waiter and said, "Leave three copper coins for you as a tip, and give me the rest."
"Yes." The waiter pursed his lips and said, his upright shoulders slumped, his eyes became much darker, and there was no longer hope in his eyes.
The tips he usually gets are usually between one copper coin and five copper coins. Occasionally, a generous guest will get a tip of more than ten copper coins. Of course, there are also stingy people who don't give a tip. The tip given by Gawain was almost average. Although he was not disappointed, there was no surprise either - in a sense, this was also a disappointment.
"Please wait a moment." The waiter looked at Gao Wen and said, turned around and walked towards the high platform. After a while, he came back and put a handful of copper coins on the table.
"Guest, your mushroom soup costs twenty-two copper coins, and your sausage costs fifteen copper coins. After deducting the tip of three copper coins, this is sixty copper coins." The waiter said.
Gawain glanced at the copper coins on the table, his eyes lingering for a moment, as if to confirm whether the number was correct. Then he grabbed all the copper coins, put them in his pocket, and waved to the waiter: "Okay, go ahead, don't worry about me anymore, I will call you if anything happens."
"Okay." The waiter said without joy or sorrow, turned around and walked back behind the bar. To him, Gawain is just a tall-looking eater, nothing special.
Watching the waiter walk away from the corner of his eye, Gawain picked up the earthenware bowl with mushroom soup and poured the mushroom soup onto the shallow plate of sausages.
After filling it up, he put the pottery bowl aside, placed his hands on the table, and waited silently again.
This wait lasted for more than twenty minutes.
On the table not far away, Richard had almost finished all the food when a man finally appeared. The young man with triangular eyes was not the same person as before. He was wearing gray-brown clothes and looked more old-fashioned. He walked to Gawain's table as if he were wandering around, glanced at the platter of sausages on Gawain's table, and asked Speak out: "Guest, you look a little bored. Do you want to have some fun?"
Gawain raised his head, took a serious look at the man in gray-brown clothes, and asked aloud: "What kind of fun do you have?"
"Everything is fun."
"Then you have people from the north..."
After several short conversations, Gawain stood up, nodded to the man in gray-brown clothes and said, "Lead the way."
"Okay, please come with me." The man in gray-brown clothes led Gawain out.
…
After walking out of the tavern and onto the street, there were many twists and turns. Soon, Gawain and the man in gray-brown clothes came from the alley where Richard had come.
"Bang bang bang, bang!"
The fist fell on the gray-white wooden door, and a familiar knock sounded.
With a "squeak" sound, the door opened, revealing the figure of the skinny old man.
The skinny old man obviously knew Gawain, even if he was wearing makeup, he let him in without saying anything.
Gawain was not polite, stepped into the door, and looked at the internal structure of the building.
This is a two-story stone building. The entrance is to the hall. On the left side of the hall, there is a wooden staircase that goes up. There are more than ten rooms on the first and second floors. You can see people constantly coming in and out of some rooms, but no one is making any noise. In addition, the floor is covered with half-worn blue carpet to absorb the sound, so it is very quiet.
After scanning for a week, Gawain looked at the skinny old man, smiled, and said like a joke between friends: "Garcia, your place this time is much better than before. If this continues, I really doubt that you Will the hiding place be set up in the Pangbo family's courtyard one day? As far as I know, that is the most luxurious place in the entire Pangbo City."
The skinny old man named Garcia shrugged: "I would like to do this, but our funds cannot support it."
After a pause and a wry smile, Garcia said: "To be honest, settling here is a bit beyond our budget. However, it is all for safety, there is nothing we can do. The Pangbo family has long been aware of our existence. , the search is becoming more and more strict, and most of the people used in the search are escort troops and wizards, not the magic knights commanded by you, it is difficult to get information in advance, so we must keep moving to ensure that we are not exposed."