Chapter 865: The task thrown in front of me
"Your Highness, put on your coat. It's late at night and it's humid." After noticing the quiet and sad atmosphere at the scene, Abel, who came later, bowed to Kant's side and whispered to him.
"Yeah." Kant came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Abel, responded softly and nodded.
Abel carefully put on the sheepskin coat in Kant's hand. Then stepped aside.
"Bundak, add some more firewood to the fireplace in the room." Kant raised his head and told Bandak, "You can go to the back kitchen downstairs to get some."
"Yes." Bundak nodded. Then he went to the fireplace to check the iron bucket where the firewood was placed, and after finding that there were not many firewood left, he threw the remaining firewood into the fire. And told Kant: I am going downstairs to get firewood.
"I'll go with you." Seeing that Bundak had reached the entrance, Abel hurriedly said.
Bundak froze for a moment, then stood where he was. After obtaining Kant's consent, Abel first unlocked the door and walked out.
"Wait for me." Bandak picked up the iron bucket and chased him out of the door.
After the two left, only Kant and Trubin were left in the room.
The firewood pile in the main hall burned more and more vigorously, and the temperature in the room also rose accordingly.
Trubin took off his gloves after gathering his emotions. He said to Kant: "I'm sorry, I made you laugh, Your Majesty."
"It's okay." Kant waved his hand with an encouraging smile on his face and said.
"The people from the surveillance office haven't found out where Jackie is hiding." Trubin's eyes became moist again, and he said, "I really can't believe that he would do such a thing? Maybe in July Years ago, I shouldn't have adopted him."
After hearing Trubin's words, Kant fell silent.
In the world he experienced in his last life, it has become the consensus of all to not interfere with other people's lives. Human beings are inherently insignificant. When receiving the blessings of heaven, it is very difficult to want to interfere in the fate of others.
Before coming to this world, Kant had always had the attitude of 'other people's affairs have nothing to do with me'. However, after coming to this world with the memory of his previous life, his values are loosening a little bit.
Maybe I don't know myself as well as I thought.
"The bastards who bullied Jacky have been sent away by me." Trubin said angrily: "Such people must not be allowed to stay in the hotel."
"Yeah." Kant nodded slightly: "Such a result is what they deserve."
"Your Highness, we are back." Bundak, who was holding half a barrel of firewood, and Abel, who accompanied him, stood at the entrance and greeted Kant.
"Come in." Kant waved his hand and said, "It must be quite cold outside."
"A little bit indeed." Bundak responded after putting Tietong by the fireplace, rubbing his hands.
"When we went downstairs, we found that the rooms of many residents were still illuminated by candlesticks. I guess everyone didn't get much sleep tonight." Abel reported.
"The waiter in the back kitchen told me: this month's firewood has been used up ahead of time. He said let's take the opportunity to stock up more. We have to survive the last two days." Bandak grinned and said: "Then I ordered not to The sleeping soldier went to get firewood from him."
Abel quickly gave Bandak a wink, indicating that the owner of the hotel is still here.
"Oh, oh, no." Bandak covered his mouth and quickly explained: "The waiter told me."
"It's my fault that the people below didn't take the initiative to tell me." Trubin interrupted Bundak's clarification and said.
"We still have to quickly find a suitable candidate to take over the position of Mr. Accountant." Kant said in a smooth manner: "Otherwise, these waiters have encountered some troubles, and I don't know who to talk to."
"I don't pay much attention to the people in this store. I've always been busy with hiring and other jobs. Where can I find this suitable candidate now?" Trubin said distressed.
The four people in the main hall were lost in thought, and the atmosphere became quiet again.
"Boss, our group has lived in this hotel for quite a long time." Kant suggested: "Otherwise, in the next few days, the few of us will pay more attention to you. See if we can find the backup The chosen one?"
"That's fine," Trubin promised, "I'm sorry to trouble you all. I won't be in this town for a few days, and I'm leaving for the outside of the city the day after tomorrow. I don't know how long you will stay in the hotel?"
"We have a mission. After the mission is over, we will leave the island." Abel thought for a while and replied, "I think we will stay for at least half a month."
"That's really great." A rare smile appeared on Trubin's face. Kant and others were willing to stay and give some support to the hotel. From the bottom of his heart, he was very moved.
"If the boss returns before then, I think we'll have solid advice," Kant promised.
"Okay." Trubin nodded and said, "Then I'll take my leave first. I'm really sorry for bothering you in the middle of the night."
Kant got up and said: "Boss, you still have to stay in this town for two days, don't you? If you have anything to say, we still have a chance to continue talking."
"Yes." Trubin left the room under the gaze of the three of them after a few formalities.
"This is troublesome. We haven't found the person we were looking for, and now we have to pick out an accountant for this hotel." After walking back to the main hall, Abel lay down on the tea table in frustration , said.
"What's the matter, whether it is suitable for business or not, this strength is still very obvious in human temperament." Bandak said indifferently.
"This candidate, you have to choose carefully. At least give the boss an explanation." After leaving this sentence, Kant turned and left.
When Abel went to find him, Kant was changing his bathrobe and getting ready for bed.
After talking with Trubin for a while, Kant was even more sleepy at this time, and he probably would sleep until noon tomorrow.
"Your Majesty has returned to his room." Bundak yawned and said, "Let's talk about picking people tomorrow. I have to go to rest too."
"That's fine." Abel waved his hand at Bundak and said, "Now let you go back to rest. When I wake you up tomorrow, you have to get up for me convincingly."
"Okay." Bandak didn't hear what Abel said at all, but agreed casually.
Chapter 866: The Soldier
Abel looked at Bundak's leaving figure, sighed, and began to stay up all night and work hard alone.
At noon the next day, Kant woke up from his sleep. When he walked out of the bedroom, he found that the main hall was empty.
"Did the two of them go to inspect?" Kant murmured silently in his heart. Then he went into the bathroom and washed up.
Just as Kant was enjoying his leisure time while lying in a wooden barrel filled with hot water, the sound of footsteps came from outside the bathroom door.
Before Kant had any ideas, Abel's voice came in.
"Your Majesty, we have returned from that guild! Michel has brought reliable news!"
"When did you go?" Kant jumped out of the water tank and shouted to the door, "We'll talk about it when I get out."
"Yes!" Abel was very emotional.
After putting on his cotton jacket, Kant opened the bathroom door and walked out. After encountering the low-temperature air outside the door, the hot air in the room shrank back immediately, forming a puff of white gas lingering at 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 are sent by the waiter?"
"Don't bother them, we brought these from the back kitchen by ourselves." Bandak took a sip of tea and said indifferently.
Seeing the complacent looks of the two, Kant raised his eyebrows, sat down in his seat, and said, "You guys have done a good job, you have found a candidate so quickly. You have even completed the task. Let's talk about it." , how did you do it?"
"Actually, it's nothing. I just suddenly remembered that a soldier in the team is good at smelling incense." After seeing Kant sitting down, Abel immediately sat up straight and explained: "Let their captain take him to the vicinity of the guild." street performers."
"Is that how the guild came to them?" Kant asked, amused by Abel's idea.
"Well," Abel couldn't help showing a proud look on his face, and continued: "Anyway, after the name of the soldier Wenxiang spread on that street, the members of that guild also noticed this group of performers. The existence of people. I rushed over immediately and told the soldier that at noon tomorrow, I will invite this soldier to meet with the boss of the guild."
"Well, your idea is really a coincidence." Kant praised.
That guild secretly conducts the drug trafficking business. If you find someone like a performer soldier, what you talk about is almost inseparable from the hidden production chain.
"It's just luck." Abel replied sheepishly.
"By the way, what's the name of that soldier?" Kant raised his head and asked.
"Michelle!" Abel responded.
"Can he handle the meeting tomorrow?" Bandak didn't interject until now.
"This..." Abel showed a hesitant look on his face.
"Although it's good to think of Wenxiang, I told you at the time: you must choose someone who is suitable for negotiating with strangers." There was also a trace of worry in Kant's words.
"That child" Abel glanced at Bundak and said, "Compared to other elf soldiers, his temperament is relatively more lively. However, after hearing about the shipwreck, this child's temperament became much quieter. Today I sent their group to the vicinity of the guild, and I didn't listen to him much during the whole journey."
"The impact of the sinking incident" Bundak's expression also became complicated, and he raised his head and turned his gaze to Kant.
Under the gaze of the two, Kant was silent for a while. Finally said: "No matter what, we still have to think about how to carry out this plan. Abel has made a good start, and the rest needs everyone to work together."
"Yes." Abel and Bundak replied in unison.
"After dinner tonight, arrange for Michelle to meet with me." Kant asked after thinking about it.
"Okay." Abel agreed.
Bundak and Abel left the inn after having afternoon tea. Today, many soldiers were separated from the team to escort the hotel guests to the gate of the city, so they also had to rush to the streets to patrol.
Kant walked to the restaurant on the second floor. After passing through the lonely cafeteria, we arrived at the a la carte restaurant.
The chef who made lunch for him yesterday greeted him: "My lord, good afternoon!"
"Hello!" Kant responded with a smile: "Why are there so few people today?"
"Those people didn't want to stay in the hotel. After breakfast, they went to wander the streets." The chef smiled humorously: "But it doesn't affect me. Anyway, I usually come here Not many people."
"I think they just haven't tried it. If they try it once, they will definitely fall in love with your cooking." Kant blinked and said, "Just like me and your boss."
"Hmm, hahaha." The chef's face was wrinkled at first, as if he was imagining the scene that Kant said, and after a while, he laughed heartily and said, "Thank you, what do you want to eat today?"
"It's the same as yesterday." Kant took a seat by the window. After watching the scenery in the sky for a while, he turned his head and asked the chef who was busy in front of the stove, "Isn't the boss here today?"
"The boss left early, but I prepared his breakfast." The chef raised his head and said confidently to Kant, "Shrimp and vegetable rolls with peanut paste."
"Hehe," Kant said with a smile, "The boss is really hard. He needs to go out to work every day."
"The boss's daily life is really irregular, after all, he is the one who takes care of this hotel." The chef responded while cutting the cherry tomatoes in half, "However, fortunately, his health is not bad. .As long as you adjust your work and rest time properly, you will be no different from other people of the same age."
"Actually, the hotel was running pretty well before we arrived." Kant said softly, "Why didn't the boss give himself more time to rest?"
"Hehe." The chef laughed softly and said, "My lord, look at the street in front of the store. How many people will pass by? The boss came to the island ten years ago, and he opened the store in this kind of place." . His heart is not in running the store at all.”
"You can see it quite clearly." Kant raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you interested in explaining in more detail?"
The chef raised his head with a smile, looked at Kant, shook his head, put the index finger of his left hand on his lips, and said, "People like us can't talk about this kind of thing."
Chapter 867: The Clues Left by the Chef
"Hehe." 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 small town, one or two, are really unfathomable."
"It's nothing right now." The chef put Pao Ding down, and argued, "Just like me, I am an ordinary cook in front of you, my lord. Isn't my identity a cook?"
"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Kant just felt that the chef's words were very funny, and he would definitely get involved in arguing with him about any topic, so he waved his hand and continued to watch the scenery outside the window.
The chef chuckled for a while, then consciously silenced himself.
After more than ten minutes, the delicious lunch was served on the table. When Kant was arranging the napkins, he found that the chef had brought another cup of peanut butter.
"I was too talkative just now," the chef apologized with a smile while standing at the dining table, "I apologize to you for this cup of peanut butter. I hope you can forget the fault of the villain."
"No, no." Kant quickly declined, "We had a good chat just now. Why do you bother?"
After the chef heard the words, his expression became serious, and he said, "This kind of peanut milk is our boss' favorite, and it's also my favorite. Please be sure to accept it."
Kant raised his head and looked at the chef for a while, and finally nodded in compromise: "Well, let me try what it tastes like."
"Thank you very much." The chef breathed a sigh of relief, and after saluting, he left the table.
After watching the chef leave, Kant picked up the knife and fork and began to enjoy the first meal of the day. When dining, people are always in a happy mood. In the gap between stops, Kant caught a glimpse of the peanut butter placed in the corner of the dinner plate.
Against the background of the silver cup, this simple drink becomes mysterious and luxurious.
"When did you drink it?" Kant asked softly, looking towards the open stove. It turned out that there was no one there, and the chef who was cooking had left.
Kant raised his eyebrows in surprise, he couldn't help holding the handle of the cup with his right hand, brought the peanut paste presented by the chef to his face, put it on his lips, and took a sip: the taste is really mellow and fragrant, the peanut particles are ground Very detailed.
Kant drank the entire cup of peanut milk in one breath, and when he put the empty cup back to its original position, a crisp sound reached Kant's ears.
A key was placed on the coaster where the cup was placed.
Kant's eyes immediately became alert: this key must have been left by the chef, but why did he invite himself to meet him so covertly
"This kind of peanut milk is our boss's favorite, and it's also my favorite. Please accept it." What the chef said not long ago replayed in Kant's mind.
"Could it be about the innkeeper?" Kant took a deep breath, and silently put the key into his sleeve. After confirming that there was no one around, I left the restaurant in a hurry.
After walking out of the restaurant, Kant hesitated for a while standing at the stairs, but chose to go back to his room first to sort out what happened just now.
The current time is around 3:30 in the afternoon. After returning to his room, Kant closed the curtains of the main hall, sat down by the tea table, took out the key in his pocket, and studied it carefully.
The key is made of copper and iron, and it is now stained with rust. Going to the restaurant for lunch today cannot be predicted, and during the period from placing the order to waiting for the dishes to be served, Kant has never seen the chef leave the stove. The chef carries this key with him, and it is indeed easy to rust in such a humid environment like the kitchen.
The key was engraved with the three numbers '503'.
But this hotel doesn't have a fifth floor. Where does '503' refer to
Kant carefully recalled in his mind what the chef had said before. During the conversation, he did not leave any information about the time of the meeting.
"This room." Kant, who couldn't find any clues, was going to ask for the answer himself.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Kant was so frightened by the sudden sound that his breath stopped. He responded alertly, "Who?"
"Your Majesty Kant, I am Molière." A thin voice came in through the crack of the door.
"Molière?" Kant thought about it for a while before he remembered that the owner of this name was the dwarf who openly choked with him in the lobby yesterday, so he got up and asked, "What's the matter?"
"The group of people who attacked the hotel yesterday had nothing to do with it, but they were released today." The dwarf explained loudly.
"Wait, come in and say it." After hearing this sentence, Kant 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 into the guest room, sat down at the tea table before Kant, picked up the teapot, and drank heavily. After he was relieved, he wiped his mouth, and continued to Kant who was sitting opposite him: "The group of people are too presumptuous. After being released by the acquaintances in the supervision station, they immediately walked to Bicolin Avenue. The tavern is chic. I happened to meet the soldiers escorting the residents out of the city, and the two groups got into a fight."
"What's going on? Who did it first?" Kant frowned.
"Um, this... That orc man spoke too harshly, and even commented on the family members of Calradia soldiers. So one of us couldn't help but make a move." The dwarf observed Kant's face , while explaining.
"Where are they now?" Kant let out a long breath and asked.
"I was escorted to the monitoring station by the soldiers of the guard city on the street." The dwarf said, "That's why I came to look for you, Your Highness. You have to hurry over there."
"You have been plotted against. I can't personally come forward for this matter, otherwise I will fall into the other party's trap impartially." Kant calmed down and said, "Bundak and the others know about this?"
"Well, Lord Bundak and Abel are rushing to the prison after hearing the news." The dwarf was stunned after hearing Kant's deduction, and responded: "Your Highness, if you don't go to this matter in person, probably It's not fair."
Kant glanced at him, and slowly said: "I can no longer be distracted by their tricks, that orc man is the cannon fodder of the dark side organization. Going to clean them up now is like cutting down trees. But I only focus on sweeping the fallen leaves under the tree. I have more important things to do now."
"That's why." The dwarf was frightened by the aura emanating from Kant's body, and nodded timidly. After a while, he backed out.
Chapter 868: Dispute in front of the mansion
Kant sat quietly for a while after the dwarf left, and then walked to the lobby of the hotel. I found the guy who was busy in the back kitchen, and asked, "Do you know the chef who is in charge of cooking in the restaurant on the second floor, where is he now?"
"The chef isn't resting at the hotel. You didn't find him in the restaurant, sir. You must have returned to your home." The waiter was stunned and replied.
"Then when will he come again?" Kant asked.
"This cook was invited by our boss from nowhere. He comes and leaves whenever he wants. We can't figure it out," the guy said.
"Okay, thank you." Kant came out of the back kitchen with a little disappointment. After sitting in the teahouse in the lobby for a while, I finally decided to find out the whereabouts of room '503' in this hotel during the period of time when I didn't see the chef.
On the other side, Bundak and Abel, who rushed to the gate of the surveillance office, happened to run into a group of orc men with bruised noses and swollen faces.
These seven or eight wanderers walked up to the two of them actively, and the leader of the orc man frowned and said, "Why are you? Where is the leader of you?"
"You have caused this little storm, and it still can't reach the edge of His Highness's shoes." Abel clenched his fists and said, "Go back to your cell and squat!"
"It's up to you to save your brothers? I'm afraid it's not enough." The orc man shook his head and continued.
"Where are they now?" Bundak asked.
"I don't know. After all, we have only been in the temporary detention center here." The orc man smiled at the people around him, and said mockingly, "We have never seen what kind of scenery this cell is like."
"I told you to stay out of the way!" Abel kicked the orc man's waist horizontally, causing him to fall back a few meters.
"Abel, let's go!" Bundak's forehead had burst into veins, and after enduring it again and again, he said to Abel.
Looking at the two people who left, the rest of the homeless people gathered around the orc man, and said indignantly, "These two people really need to be dealt with."
"Our task is completed, let's 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 will reach our goal. This point Little things are nothing to worry about."
The orc man left the prison with the support of his younger brother.
Today, Abel and Bandak have been overwhelmed by anger and rationality. They walked to the front desk of the inspection station and asked: "We are soldiers and officers from Calradia. Our people were sent here by the Acropolis Army before. We are to take them back."
"You guys." Noticing the anger in the eyes of the two men, the staff of the inspection station in charge of reception said timidly: "Please wait a moment, I will go to Captain Vermont. He led the team to send him here."
"Okay." Abel agreed, "We'll wait for him here."
The employee hurriedly let go and ran to an office in the corridor.
Five minutes passed, Bundak and Abel stood motionless in front of the front desk, and people passing by began to focus on the two of them.
"This person looks unfamiliar, he can't be a newly transferred employee from this office." The businessman who often walked around the inspection office commented in a low voice.
"It seems to be humans and elves. Judging from the clothes of these two people, they should be from outside the island." Another person in the crowd asked, "What are they doing here?"
"I just received the news that on the avenue leading to the gate of the city today, Bao En's group fought with a group of human soldiers." A passerby said to his companion after hearing the discussion of the people around him. Said.
"Bao En?" His companion was surprised: "Then these two people are not here to redeem people, are they? Those who oppose Bao En will have no good end."
"People from outside the island want to poach people from the supervision station, so they probably don't believe it."
Bandak and Abel listened silently to the comments of the people around them, and said coldly in their hearts: If we don't take this person away today, it won't work.
At this time, the waiter who had just left came over with a half-orc man in uniform. Introduced to Bandak and Abel: "This is Captain Vermont who is in charge of handling this matter. He is a first-class officer in the institute."
"Hello." Vermont stretched out his hand to greet Bundak and Abel.
"Hello." Bundak and Abel responded politely.
Formont glanced at the crowd, and suggested to Bundak and Abel with a smile: "There are so many people here, let's go to the public office to discuss in detail."
"Okay." Bandak agreed.
Passers-by who pretended to pass by casually and eavesdropped on the side felt bored and dispersed voluntarily.
Formont led the two of them to a small office on the first floor. The layout of the room was roughly the same as the room where Abel met the dwarves last time, but the space was much smaller.
After gesturing for the two to sit down on the leather chair, Vermont folded his hands on the table and said to Bundak and Abel: "The reason you came here this time is because of what happened this morning, right? "
"Yes." Bundak nodded.
"May I ask what punishment formula the surveillance office gave to our soldiers?" Abel asked.
"Three months of imprisonment. After all, the impact of this matter is indeed quite large." Formont bowed his head and pondered for a while, and then said: "The decision is made by the judge. In the prison, the judge's power far surpasses all of us. Yes. So, even if you come here in person today, it is probably impossible to take people away."
"Three months? Just for a group fight?" Bandak said angrily: "What about that group? They were just released today, and they deliberately found our people to take revenge. Why can they not bear any responsibility? get out of here?"
"This..." Vermont explained with a troubled expression on his face, "This group of people were acquitted in yesterday's case. So the judge only focused on their role in this dispute. "
"Innocence?" Abel's eyes widened, and he said, "How about Philet's death, and what about the injuries suffered by those residents? How were they judged innocent?"
"Isn't the person who killed Felite a waiter? Those residents didn't come forward to testify, so the attack isn't really a case," Vermont explained slowly.
"Fart!" Bundak pushed the table away and shouted at the officer in front of him: "I think your inspection station is to clear those bastards from their crimes. The vagrants on your island believe this, but we don't! Today you must You have to hand it over!"
(end of this chapter)