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!"
Chapter 869: Kant who unexpectedly appeared
Vermont frowned, waved his hands and said: "In this case, I have nothing to say to the two adults. But I still want to tell you: Since you have come to this small island, you have to find out what the island is. Just follow the rules."
After saying this, Vermont walked to the door and unlocked it. Turning back to Bundak and Abel, he continued, "My lords, please go back first. Go and ask your majesty if he will agree with your statement."
"Where's the cell!" Bundak hurried up to Vermont and asked aggressively.
Formont looked at the human soldiers in front of him, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said slowly, "Do you want to rob prison?"
"We will not let our soldiers suffer this injustice in vain." Abel walked to Bundak and called him, "Bundak, let's go back to the hotel."
"Abel!" Bundak exclaimed in bewilderment.
"I'm leaving." Abel left the conference hall after leaving a light sentence.
Bandak glared at Vermont dissatisfied, and followed Abel out.
The two walked straight to the gate of the surveillance office. At this time, Abel stopped, turned around and said to Abel: "You were too impulsive just now, you shouldn't have said that to the officers in the station."
"Aren't the two of us here just to bring the soldiers back?" Bandak frowned and said, "The officer didn't take us seriously at all."
"I also think his attitude towards us is very strange." Abel shook his head and said, "Including when I met the group of orc men at the door before, their behavior was also very strange. Let's go back to the hotel first , Tell His Highness Kant what happened here."
"Okay." Bandak looked back at the signboard of the supervision office, and silently cast aside in his heart. Then Abel left.
The location of the inspection office is not far from the address of the hotel. About ten minutes away, Abel and Bandak rushed back to the hotel.
After hurriedly walking up to the second floor, after knocking on the door, he found that Kant was not in the room at this time.
"Tindy, where's your Majesty?" Bandak stopped a passing waiter in the corridor and asked.
"I just saw His Majesty Kant staying in the lobby on the first floor." The waiter called Tingdi stretched his neck and looked downstairs, and responded: "I'll help you and ask other people."
"Okay, please." Abel nodded.
After Tingdi resigned, the two walked to the third floor of the hotel, searching for Kant.
The entire floor was leased by the owner to Calradian soldiers. However, at this time Calradia's soldiers were not staying in the guest room, but were on patrol missions on the street.
After a fruitless search, Abel and Bundak meet at the stairs.
Looking at the stairs leading to the fourth floor, Bandak looked at Abel suspiciously, and said hesitantly, "Should we go to the fourth floor to see?"
"The fourth floor doesn't seem to be open to the public." Abel recalled the night when he searched for clues, the hotel waiter refused to let them go to the fourth floor. Then he said, "His Royal Highness Kant probably wouldn't rush into such a place. Let's ask Tingdi to see if he has any news."
"Okay." Kant agreed.
Just as the two were about to leave this floor, Kant sneezed and walked down the steps on the fourth floor.
After seeing the two of them, he greeted them aloud, "Bundak, and Abel. Why are you here?"
"Your Majesty!" Abel exclaimed in surprise. "Why are you here? We're looking for you. What are you doing up there?"
"It takes time to talk about this." Kant said: "Let's go back to the guest room first. The fourth floor is closed and no outsiders are allowed to enter or leave. If the hotel waiter finds that I have stayed there for a while, it will be troublesome." .”
Bandak stepped forward to help Kant pat the dust on his coat, frowned and said, "How long has no one been to the upper floor? The dust accumulated on your body is really thick, Your Highness."
"That place really can't stay longer." Kant took out his handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and coughed lightly for a while.
"In this case, let's go back quickly." Abel glanced at Kant worriedly, and said, "We also have something urgent, and we need to report to His Majesty Kant."
"Yes." Kant nodded in agreement.
The three walked back to the guest room side by side, and sat down at the tea table in the main hall. Abel immediately poured Kant a cup of tea, and said: "Your Highness, this tea is for clearing the lungs. You should take a few sips first."
"Well, then I will listen to you while drinking tea." Kant nodded, holding the teacup in my hand, and said, "Have you been to the inspection office? How is the situation over there?"
"The military officer who received us told us: the judgment of the case judged by the judge cannot be changed. The soldiers will stay in prison for three months." Bandak responded.
"Well, have you seen the soldiers?" Kant asked after taking a sip of tea.
"No, the officer didn't seem to want us to meet the soldiers." Abel sighed, and said, "Bundak and I were both angry at the time. Now that I think about it, maybe the person he wants to meet is not us, but It's you, Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty, we can only come forward in person now." Bandak looked at Kant and said seriously.
"I can't come forward. The group of people who designed the attack was just to let me ask Gilbert or the patriarch of the dwarf clan. At that time, they will definitely obstruct it again, and then our relationship with the goblins and dwarves will suffer. People speculate. It is also not good for those who help us." Kant responded calmly.
"Then what should we do now?" Bandak asked anxiously: "There is no news about the soldiers sent by Calradia. Only with the strength of a few dozen of us, we want to rescue the prisoner who was bound inside from the inspection post." Soldiers, it's still too much."
"If this incident happened yesterday, maybe we would have to accept our fate. But now, we can directly bypass the barriers of the surveillance office and directly find out the people who are hiding behind the scenes and interfering with us." Kant's mouth curled up. With a confident smile, he promised to the two people beside him.
"Your Highness, did you meet a member of the Darkside Organization today?" Abel asked in surprise.
"Meet it? It doesn't count." Cond paused, and recounted what happened in the restaurant at noon today to Bundak and Abel. Then he said: "In the end, I held the key and couldn't find the chef himself, so I started looking for it in the hotel."
Chapter 870: Thick smoke that conceals people's ears
"Is that room on the fourth floor?" Bandak asked nervously.
"Well," Kant nodded, and said, "I heard that the original hotel was originally a five-story hotel, but after experiencing the racial war in the city, the various floors of the hotel were damaged at different levels. Among them, the fourth floor was damaged. The problem was the most serious, so the dwarf craftsman responsible for the restoration planned to rebuild the fourth and fifth floors, but this proposal was rejected by the hotel owner, saying that he did not want the hotel to stand out too much on the whole street. It was just a request Dao: The fourth floor and the fifth floor will be refurbished and merged into one floor. So now some rooms on the fourth floor still have the house number of the fifth floor."
"So it is." Abel took a deep breath and sighed, "I didn't expect it to be because of the war."
"Then why are the rooms on the fourth floor closed to the public?" Bandak asked suspiciously.
"I also asked the waiter this question, but he also said: he didn't know." Kant shook his head and said.
"In this case, the truth about this matter should be the privacy of this hotel." Abel commented.
"But that waiter doesn't seem to be pretending." Kant recalled the tone and expression of the waiter in the lobby when he answered him for a while.
"Forget about this." Bandak waved his hand and said, "What did you find in that room, Your Highness?"
"The innkeeper is also a member of the dark side organization. The desk in that room is filled with all the records of our itinerary since we went ashore by the sea. In the folder of the bookcase are many dark side organizations that we have never seen before. Member information. I found Pico and Shadow in it." Kant explained in a deep voice.
"How is it possible?" After hearing Kant's statement, Abel's heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he blurted out: "The hotel owner must have been framed."
"When I was dining with the innkeeper, I found that his dominant hand is left-handed. That is to say, he is left-handed." Kant responded: "The entire hotel, including the accountant, chef, waiter, etc. The dominant hand is left-handed." He was alone, and from the way the room was set up, it was indeed for the convenience of lefties."
"I don't think we can draw conclusions right away." After hearing Kant's words, Bundak hesitated and said, "Let's continue to check and compare."
"You guys are right." Kant nodded and said, "But I still want to confront the hotel owner on the spot. A quick fight."
"Okay." Bandak and Abel said in unison.
Kant took out a data form from his clothes, and the portrait on it was Pique.
"The innkeeper will leave the town tomorrow, we must find him before then." Kant said with determination.
"Should we mobilize our own people to search in the town, or let the waiter in the hotel inform him?" Bandak asked suspiciously.
"You don't have to worry about it," Kant got up and walked to the entrance, and after hearing the sound of footsteps and discussions outside the door, he said confidently, "We just need to wait quietly at the stairs on this floor."
"It's on fire! It's on fire!" The waiter, who was busy cleaning the street, saw the thick smoke coming out of the window on the fourth floor, threw the broom on the ground, rushed into the store, and shouted: "The fourth floor is on fire! "
The waiter who was busy in the lobby rushed to the outside of the store, watching the fire upstairs.
"What should I do!" the waiters asked anxiously to the waiter standing at the front.
The waiter who was watched by everyone was Nite, who was temporarily designated as the captain of the waiter.
Nit frowned tightly. His position as temporary captain was decided internally by the staff. The performance during this period of tenure is crucial to whether he can be promoted to accountant.
When this incident happened suddenly, Nite couldn't help but panic. He greeted a young waiter beside him: "Quick! Go and inform the boss! There are a few of you, follow me up to put out the fire."
"Yes!" The waiter who was called nodded quickly in agreement.
He returned to the hotel with Nit, and rushed up the spiral stairs with the broom and so on.
"Where are you going?" Bandak, who suddenly appeared at the stairs, startled them.
"Lord Banda Dak, that...the fourth floor is on fire. I'll take people up to put out the fire." Nite replied nervously.
"It's on fire? The fourth floor is the boss's private area. I'm afraid it's not good for you to rush in like this." Bandak worried for them.
"That's true. We haven't gone up there before. However, the situation is critical now, and we can only offend it." Nit replied.
"Okay then, do you need my help?" Bandak nodded and continued to ask.
"No, no." Nit waved his hand quickly, and said, "The fire is not too serious, just the few of us are enough."
"Well, that's good. I won't bother you." After confirming that Kant downstairs made a 'yes' gesture to him, he silently let Nit and others go.
After watching the group of people leave, Bandak went down the stairs, sat down at the tea table where Kant and Abel were, and asked, "The waiter who delivered the letter has really left?"
"Yeah." Abel nodded, and he was the one to confirm this matter.
"Your Highness, you said that you set a fire on the fourth floor, so you wouldn't burn all those documents." Bandak asked worriedly.
"No." Kant waved his hand and said, "I just put our part of the materials in the brazier and burned them."
"That's good," Bandak said with peace of mind, "After all, we still don't know who the owner of this room is."
"Yeah." Abel nodded in agreement.
After a while, Nit and his group went downstairs carrying the brazier noisily.
"Boom!" With a loud sound, the scorched brazier was thrown onto the floor tiles in the lobby. Nit looked around and said angrily, "Who is it?! Who made a prank? Is there any dissatisfaction? You can tell me directly what it means to get this out."
He rushed upstairs with a crowd of people, and when he walked carefully into the room, he found a brazier with black smoke placed by the window.
Nit was completely annoyed, in his eyes: at this time, the person who did such a thing was to target him.
"If you have something to do, why don't you admit it? Stand up and let's fight." Nite yelled.
Bandak sighed softly, while Kant and Abel completely ignored Nite's yelling.
Chapter 871: Hostage Exchange Transaction
Seeing that no one responded for a long time, Nite let out a long breath, picked up the brazier on the ground and left the lobby.
Kant put down his teacup and said, "It's indeed a bit too much for this to happen."
The three sat near the edge of the door, and even settled dinner in the lobby in order to meet Trubin for the first time.
Until around seven o'clock in the evening, the hotel owner hurried to the hotel, found Nite who was busy in front of the counter, and asked, "What's the matter? The waiter who notified me didn't say anything clearly. What happened to the burning room?" Which one is it?"
"Room 502." Nite responded anxiously: "The fire has been extinguished, and it was found to be a prank. I'm sorry, boss. Because of such a trivial matter, I asked you to come back in time."
"Prank?" Trubin's face became very ugly, and he asked, "Have you checked the door lock? How did that person get in?"
"The door lock is intact," Nit replied while recalling, "The man should have entered through the window."
"Are you sure?" Trubin stared at Nit and confirmed carefully.
Kant, who was sitting at the door, felt that now was the best time to let Trubin's attention shift to himself, and immediately said: "Boss Trubin!"
"Your Majesty Kant." Trubin was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around and saw that it was Kant, his impatient expression immediately became respectful. Glancing at the dining table in front of the three of them, he responded with a smile: "Why do you adults think of eating in the lobby today?"
"There are too few people in the restaurant, the lobby is more lively." Kant responded lightly.
"I see." Trubin nodded and said, "I didn't expect to see a few of you again before going out. We are really destined."
"Perhaps." Kant responded with a little deep meaning: "However, I have always believed that artificial power is more reliable."
Trubin raised his head slightly, met Kant's gaze, looked carefully for a while, and said, "It sounds like His Majesty Kant has something to say to me?"
"Well, boss, please show me your favor. Go and sit at our table for a while." Kant nodded and said, "We have some undecided matters, and we need to ask the boss for confirmation."
Trubin's gaze hardened. After noticing the change in the aura between the two, Abel and Bundak hurried over. Protected on both sides of Kant.
Trubin calmed down, and said apologetically to Kant: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Tonight, I have a party in the West District. I'm afraid I don't have time to chat with you."
After saying this, Trubin turned sideways and told Nit: "Let the groom prepare immediately."
"Yes." Nit had already sensed the weird atmosphere between the innkeeper and Kant, and after hearing the order, he left the scene with amnesty. Go back and forth.
"Boss, I'm afraid it's not good for you to leave in such a hurry?" Abel said with a look of embarrassment.
"The matter in the store has been dealt with." Trubin said seriously: "I'm leaving here now."
"It's over? Haven't you found out the culprit of the prank yet?" Bandak asked lightly.
"You." Trubin clenched his fists and said, "You broke into our room?"
"No, no. Absolutely not." Kant waved his hand quickly, took out the page of information in his pocket, and said, "It's just that this page floated in from the window of our room. I want to confirm with you, boss, may I ask you this?" Is it something in that room?"
Trubin subconsciously raised his hand to snatch the page from Kant's hand, and the material with the portrait of Pick was pulled in half. Trubin stared blankly at the half of the form in his hand. Then he looked up at Kant and roared, "You bastard!"
Bundak and Abel immediately stopped Trubin, who was pounced in front of Kant, and held him half kneeling on the floor.
"Are you really a member of the dark side organization?" Kant said after taking a deep breath. Although he had predicted this result before, he still couldn't believe it at the moment.
"So what?" Trubin said dismissively.
"What about the waiters in this hotel? Are they also members of the dark side organization?" Kant asked.
"No. They don't know anything about the forces in the town." Trubin lowered his head and said, "So what if you found out who I am? Those kids won't believe you. You can't take me away."
"Are you too confident in the forces you are on?" Bundak leaned over to Trubin and asked, "Now the dark forces are the public enemy in the hearts of all homeless people. As long as we put You hand it over to the Supervision Office. The people behind you will not be able to save you."
"What the hell are you trying to do?" Trubin said angrily, "Nite! Nite!!"
"The waiters have all gone to eat on the second floor, and Nit is probably helping to feed the horses in the backyard. Don't bark." Kant said indifferently: "The orc man and his group can come back from the inspection station, and you also have to participate. A kick?"
"Yeah," Trubin replied, nodding.
"Well, let the people above you release the people under us. We will let you go." Kant made a condition.
"So you're here for this." Trubin snorted coldly, "Okay, I promise you."
Kant waved his hand and signaled Abel and Bundak to let Trubin go. After Trubin got up, he raised his head and said to him: "It should be easy for you to contact other members, right? "
"You don't need to worry about that," Trubin said. "Actually, I don't need to participate. You stay quietly for a few days. Your brothers will be released after receiving some corporal punishment at most."
"Then we will add another condition, that the soldiers who are sent back must not suffer any injuries, otherwise your life is still in our hands." Bandak threatened viciously after hearing the words.
"Hehe, your request is a bit beyond my ability." Trubin shook his head indifferently and replied.
"This is one of the requirements, you'd better write it down." Abel on the side said leisurely.
"Okay." Trubin thought for a while, and agreed: "But this matter requires me to go to the monitoring station in person, and you can't restrict my personal freedom."
"Well, as long as Bundak goes with you," Kant said to Trubin.
"Him?" Trubin questioned: "Are you kidding? This person is on the blacklist in the organization. The first person you want to get rid of is you, and the second is him. You want me to take him there?"
Chapter 872: The Captain Going to the Mansion
"Of course not." Trubin immediately vetoed.
"What if Bundak is a surrender?" Kant asked.
Trubin frowned, glanced at Bundak, turned his head and responded, "You guys are really brave enough."
"Is it beyond your imagination?" Kant smiled, his eyes bent into crescents. The tone was so cold that it made one not want to fight.
"What if this kid dies at the hands of someone from the organization?" Trubin asked hesitantly.
Abel put his hands on Trubin's shoulders and warned: "The soldiers of Calradia are not as fragile as you think, and everyone has their own lives. Just don't just join in."
"Hehe." Trubin shook his head and said, "You are so relieved of him?"
"Stop talking nonsense, your carriage is here." Kant immediately stopped talking when he heard the sound of horseshoes by the door, and warned Bandak: "Be careful on the road."
"Yes." Bundak nodded.
Accompanying Trubin to the Inspectorate was an impromptu idea of the three of them over dinner. At that time, everyone was hesitating whether to send Bundak or Abel, and they couldn't make a decision.
Until Bandak took the initiative to mention: If the personnel of the dark side organization confirmed the news to Trubin and believed that Bandak was a traitor, they would probably call Pique who was staying in the city together.
After all, before the person who performed the inscription arrived, they still couldn't confirm what the purpose of Bandak's arrival here was.
Kant and others can lay an ambush near the surveillance post at this time. Stop Pique who came late at night. Set out to him the method of dispelling Gu poison.
"Boss, your car is ready." Nit stepped across the threshold and reported to Trubinhui respectfully.
"Okay," Trubin agreed. Then he led Bandak to the door together. boarded the carriage.
"Lord Bundak, is this?" Nite asked strangely, looking at the backs of the two of them side by side.
"It's quite late now, and it's not very peaceful near the hotel recently." Kant explained, "I sent Bundak to escort the boss."
"I didn't expect Mr. Kant to be so concerned about the boss," Nite responded gratefully: "None of us thought of this."
"It's nothing, it's just that the current situation is quite special." Kant said: "With your boss's force, one or two small thieves can still be completely dealt with. It's just that it is more reassuring to bring Ben Dake."
"Yes, yes." Nite replied: "Do you two adults still want to continue eating? I want the back kitchen to prepare a few more good dishes."
"No, no." Abel said: "We happen to have something to do in our hands, so we don't need the guys in the back kitchen to worry about it."
"Alright then." Nitto nodded and agreed, "Are you two going out?"
"Well, we have to get the medicine for Bundak." Kant explained: "The shop two streets away, just go back."
"So that's the case. It's just that I don't know if the pharmacy is still open. Or, I'll send a guy to ask the two of you first?" Nit suggested after thinking about it.
"No, let's take a casual walk after dinner to digest food." Abel shook his head lightly, and responded, "After all, His Majesty Kant also said that he wanted to go out for a stroll."
"Yes." Kant nodded.
"Then don't bother the two of you." Nite didn't say anything more after that, and immediately bowed and left.
After Kant and Abel walked out of the gate of the hotel, they parted ways at the entrance of the street. One hurriedly went to inform the soldiers patrolling the street, while the other rushed to the supervision office in a leisurely manner.
When Abel walked to the gate of the inspection office, he was still silently worried about whether Kant could call his soldiers in time. Although the inspection site was planned by Kant, from the perspective of his sensitivity to the whereabouts of the soldiers Said that Kant is relatively slow.
And there was only one reason why they acted so separately: Abel's Disguise.
Abel's disguise is not an orthodox version of disguise at all. Traditional disguises always add or subtract something from the person's face. And Abel's disguise technique was developed by himself. The main method is to change a person's face in detail by controlling the circulatory system in the body. It can change a person's temperament in a short time.
This method requires that the person being cast is also a water mage.
And Kant, not to mention the water mage, even the name of a mage is not close to him.
So in today's task distribution, such a situation has formed.
Before walking through the door, Abel was still a strong soldier of thirty. After stepping on the threshold, he has transformed into a tired-faced politician in his forties. What he exudes is the same temperament as the people who come and go in and out of the hall.
"Everything is going well." Abel read triumphantly in his heart.
When he saw a waiter approaching him, Abel quickly calmed down. Blend in with the surrounding environment.
"You are." The waiter looked at Abel's face, trying to remember, and asked after making up his mind, "Captain Berner?"
"Huh?" Abel met the messenger's gaze, a shrewd light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Yes, it's me."
"Ah, Captain Bernard! You haven't been here for a long time! What brought you here." The waiter was overjoyed and said, "Miss Fanny has been running to the office recently. I thought you had already given up your position." Have you handed it over to her?"
"Fanny" Abel paused and said, "How is it?"
"Miss Fanny?" The waiter didn't expect that a special officer would come to ask the opinion of such an unknown waiter, and after being shocked, he responded with a smile on his face: "Miss Fanny's attitude towards us front desk staff All good."
"Yeah." Abel nodded without making any extra comments.
Judging by the eagerness of the waiter's post, I guess he was mistaken for some powerful person with real power. Now that things have come to this point, Abel has to put on some airs of a big man.
"Lord Bernard," said the waiter, "what's the matter with you here this time?"
Abel glanced at him lightly and remained silent.
"I'm sorry, my lord. I've said too much, please don't blame me." The waiter was stunned for a while, and hurriedly explained: "I just want to ask, is there anything I can do to help?"
"Where are the old guys? I want to see them." Abel asked in a low voice.
"Are you asking about Judge Ethan and the others?" the waiter asked in surprise.
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(end of this chapter)