"This is your room key, please keep it carefully and you will need to pay for the production cost if you lose it."
"If you need anything, you can contact the front desk through the sound-transmitting copper pipe in the room."
The receptionist in maid costume handed a bunch of brass keys to Suleman. The latter glanced at the keys, but did not move. He turned to look at Sherlock, with eyes like red wine, quietly watching this companion.
The hell Sherlock understood what he meant, his eyelids couldn't help jumping wildly, and he took out his wallet very distressed.
From the wallet, Sherlock took out a banknote worth 3 gold pounds, engraved with the emblem of the Northern Alliance, which is the joint currency issued by the five major churches, and the only currency in the northern cold land. The currency system and the situation in the twilight domain same.
Pushing the note to the young maid, the girl with freckles on her face smiled and added: "If you don't have a resident certificate of the Cangxue Mountains, you need to pay an additional 6 copper pennies per day for the accommodation tax. The fees of the two gentlemen are combined, which is 1 silver ring per day, I will include it in the room fee."
"good."
Sherlock gritted his teeth fiercely and squeezed out a word, then he turned his head, not daring to look at the scene of the maid accepting the money.
"Follow." Suleman put away the brass key and headed for the second floor.
Seeing this situation, Sherlock consciously picked up his hand to salute, and followed behind him. However, he turned his thoughts in his heart and silently thought of countermeasures. To be precise, it should be a way to get rid of 'Mr. Yasen'.
As a key member of the [New Order Society], Sherlock is carrying out a hunting mission. When he arrives at the Cangxue Mountain Range, he needs to contact the local president and report his situation.
However, in view of Mr. Yasen's presence, he could not complete all these procedures.
If there is no problem with the [New Rank Association], at this moment, the president must know that he has made a mistake and cannot contact the organization. There is a high possibility that the president will personally dispatch to rescue the "trapped" Subordinate. Thinking of this, Sherlock jumped for joy.
Although he has the power of the contract, the president's strength is tyrannical, which is a real third-level. If it is placed in other city-states, it will be the level of the 'pardoner'.
Even in Nusha Port, a top city-state second only to the Holy City of the Church, a pardon member is also treated quite well. They are eligible to participate in the House of Representatives, even if they are the last seat of the lower house, they can still be regarded as dignified big shot.
The chairman can deal with him, as long as he can deter this guy!
Let him be afraid of the strength of the chairman, and no longer use the contract to restrain me, just like the golden son James who left us earlier, because of Yasen's voluntary consent, he will not be backlashed by the contract Sherlock thought silently , couldn't help but cheer up a bit.
He was able to endure it silently and persisted until now. To a large extent, he pinned his hopes on the president.
I hope she can turn over Mr. Yasen and return my freedom again. Sherlock saluted and followed Suleman to the second floor.
This is a private hotel in the snow and fog area, and it is still open to foreigners.
A not-so-decorated, but fairly clean dormitory room formed the scene on the second floor. Suleman found their room according to the number on the brass key.
This is a typical suite, with a master bedroom and ancillary maid's room, with floor-to-ceiling windows looking out onto the street outside the hotel.
However, the extremely dense fog obstructed their sight. Even if Suleman has [Dark Vision], this special ability only discards the influence of the dark side, and it does not mean that he can see through the strange fog in the Cangxue Mountains.
This kind of mist is the product left by the mist giants of the Silver Age in the last era.
"Unless, I can get the derivative skills of [Dark Vision], dig deeper into this characteristic ability, and even develop it to the level of 'spiritual vision'—hey, this requires a lot of work!" Suleman thought silently, how to solve it question.
It's a pity that since he finished whoring at Ms. Black Butterfly's place last time, a precious task that gave skill scrolls, he hasn't triggered such a task again, so he can only watch silently, hoping that this hunting trip in the Cangxue Mountains will Can give him a surprise.
Sherlock, who has the consciousness of a servant, obediently moved into the servant's room next door after tidying up and saluting.
Suleman stayed in the master bedroom, closed the door, and sat quietly at the desk.
Taking advantage of this spare time, he just tidied up his body.
After getting off the steam train, Suleman has some more spoils on his body, plus his original possessions, the specific content is:
A [Mirror Box] suspected of being a D-level soul tool, the characteristic effect is an item of the mage profession.
Two sheets of contract paper, one light yellow is a second-order contract, and the other dark yellow is a third-order contract.
All other stocks were consumed, especially on the steam train. Suleman consumed a second-level contract for each of the two subjects. At present, the contract paper he got from President Qi Sheng has already run out of stock.
Fortunately, that third-tier contract is still with me. I hope that there is a short-sighted pardon member who can bump into Suleman's gun and taste the taste of this contract.
Then there was the mysterious oil painting in the sewer back then. This was a virtual beacon, and it should be related to a secret storage location. Unfortunately, Ibis is not around, so I can't use it for the time being.
Next is the contact secret volume that Suleman seized from another 'Stuart's remnant' after the battle in Steel Code City was over. However, Suleman has a way. He knows some mystical methods that can purify the substances in the blood, including the blood imprint corresponding to the 'direct line'.
"If there is a suitable alchemy environment and a 'Material Spirit Artisan', I will be able to purify the imprint of the bloodline, and pretend to be a direct descendant to open the secret scroll. This is an excellent way!" Suleman thought about using it Method, if you want to say that the artisans he knows, Anne seems to be one of them
Hey, they're not around
In addition to the contact secret volume, Suleman also won a [Eye of Breeding] from the Hunting Church during the battle in Steel Code City. This is a C-level soul tool, comparable to the dawn level! However, it is still in a sealed state and cannot be opened easily. Otherwise, Suleman has no way to control it, and with the lethality at the dawn level, it will cause unpredictable consequences.
[Eye of Breeding], this thing can only be used as a trump card.
After counting the supernatural items, Suleman still has nine thousand pounds on him. This is an astonishingly large amount of money, but it does not prevent him from wasting Sherlock's wallet.
Anyway, you don't have to pay for it yourself, which is the happiest thing in the world.
In the end, Suleman has 35,000 experience points. Originally, it was more than 50,000 experience points, but it costs a lot to upgrade the experience points. Right now, he still needs the full level of 'Thousand Illusionist' and promotion to the third-order realm. Useful.
"Thousand Illusions is about to reach full level." Suleman thought silently, and was about to ask Sin Yan, when suddenly, his eyes moved.
Wow!
Suleman pulled out the Chiba and aimed at the French window, but he immediately put away his weapon again, frowning and looking at the balcony outside the window.
I saw a young man in a mess covered in thorns rolled up from the balcony.
The next moment, the embarrassed young man looked at the indifferent figure in front of the window, couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, almost crying with joy.
— James Kay
Suleman recognized the other person's appearance, and was a little surprised, because James' expression was so beautiful, it was like seeing a relative. I, am I so popular? The face used now is still that of an uncle, Suleman thought silently.
Before he understood the reason, suddenly, a familiar voice came from his ears—
[Hint: You have triggered the hero event Golden Son (Lv38)]
PS: Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a monthly ticket, my whole body has been wiped out, woo woo woo, the number of votes makes me so uncomfortable (╥﹏╥).
(end of this chapter)