The Emerald Tower

　　 "This is your room!"

Huck led Dean to a corner on the second floor-as for those southern merchants, they entered a large room behind the lobby on the first floor, where there was a large chase shop waiting for them. To choose.

　　 "I need hot bath water, and food, of course, it would be better if I had wine!"

　　 Dean looked at the room pretentiously and at the same time said what he should have requested.

　　 "Hot bath water is only provided at night, and food is provided at any time, one serving of two coppers, if you add wine, one more copper!"

　　 "No problem! I need an extra drink! The rest will be counted when I leave!"

　　 Speaking of Dean, he took out two silver horns and put them in Huck's hands.

　　 "Of course, the food will arrive soon!"

　　 Huck replied with a smile—obviously, anyone who doesn't care about anything is welcome.

And just five minutes later, Huck came back with a food tray. There were large chunks of potatoes, sausages, and some pickled vegetables to make up the whole food. The portion was very large enough for two adults. People have a full meal; of course, the taste is good.

Putting the food plate in front of Dean, watching Dean gobble it up, Huck, the part-time chef, laughed loudly, and placed two warm jugs in front of Dean, reminding: "It's different from the wines of your three southern counties. The biggest function of the wine here is to drive away the cold, it's very strong!"

　　 "Spirits? I think I will like it. When will the first hunters come back?"

Dean asked vaguely as he ate—this was not a pretense, but Dean, who hadn’t slept all night and experienced several battles, was really hungry; however, even if he was hungry, Dean did not Forgetting who he is now dressed up, ask Huck about news that he should be concerned about.

"It will take two weeks at the earliest, but I suggest that you don't hope too much. Those fresh leathers will be ordered; if you want to find leather goods, I suggest you go to the residents of the town to ask... Although it's some old leather, it's better than leaving empty-handed!"

　　 Huck gave another kind reminder.

　　 "Thank you for your news, but... I still want to wait!"

　　 Dean thanked him, but his face had the merchant's mercy.

　　 "You choose everything!"

Huck waved his hand indifferently, turned and walked out of the room. For these merchants, as long as his rules were not triggered, Huck would not have much dislike, and of course, he would not have much favor; therefore; In the face of Dean, who did not listen to dissuasion, Huck only showed regret as the hotel owner.

　　 After all, the merchants themselves are for profit.

　　 Click!

The door was closed, and listening to Huck's footsteps, Dean continued to eat his own food, until the food enough for two adults to eat was mostly eaten, then he stopped; then , He didn't touch the two warm jugs, after all, drinking was very inappropriate for what he was going to do for a while.

　　 Of course, he needs a brief message before setting off.

　　 You must know that, in order to deal with the leader of the Fecharen Knights, he had only rested for less than ten hours in the first three days, and if only counting yesterday, there has been no real rest until now.

　　 The principle of combining work and rest, Dean is very clear.

　　 Therefore, if time permits, he doesn't mind taking a break for two or three hours.

　　……

When Dean woke up again, the snow and fog that had enveloped Tyre had all disappeared. The sun in the sky brought rare warmth to the entire Tyre. Some local women in Tyre even more The tanned skins are hung outside the doors of various houses. When husbands and sons go out hunting, the Tyrell women as wives and mothers will become the pillars of the family, not only for chopping wood, cooking, but also They take care of young children and elderly people, and even when they encounter some special events, they are archers who cannot be ignored.

　　The hunters in the Tyre collar are mostly male and female.

After saying hello to the enthusiastic Huck, Dean walked out of the Snow Bear’s House-for a businessman from the south, after eating and drinking, and having enough rest, he did not go to visit the stranger, The strange town is so strange.

　　 In fact, about half an hour ago, the southern merchants who slept in Datongpu had already left together.

　　 As for Dean who is "also from the South"?

　　 Obviously, the difference in lodging location made them subconsciously ignore Dean.

　　 And for this, Dean naturally couldn't ask for it.

As a businessman, Dean toured around the familiar town of Tyre, and from time to time pretended to ask about the price of the leather hanging on the door of the house, and then, as a shoplifting posture, toward the Mordel's residence Proximity-Unlike ordinary residents, this tax official's residence is close to the center of Tyre and has a separate courtyard.

　　 Of course, there is still a considerable gap between the Baron Tyre who owns the entire eastern district of Tyre Town as his residence.

　　The differences in status, status, and rights are always obvious in these aspects.

However, it is precisely because of this that certain ambitious people will catch up. For such people, Dean is not a disgust, because to some extent, he is a similar person at this moment; However, for Mordel, the tax officer, there is a fundamental difference.

　　 Whether it was the opponent's collusion with the Fecharen Knights to rob, slaughter the caravan, or what they did afterwards, Dean and the opponent were already destined to oppose their camp.

　　 "Where is there?"

　　 Dean pretended to be surprised and pointed at the elderly lady in front of him to the house that belonged to Model not far away.

"There is the residence of the tax officer of Tyre Town, Lord Mordell... Lord Mordell will go to Vauban in two days to receive the'knight's baptism' and become a real knight! Lord Mordell with such a noble character, If you become a knight master, it couldn't be more appropriate!"

　　 When talking about the tax officer, the elderly lady in front of Dean immediately began to talk.

The information received also confirmed Dean’s memory-in fact, when facing Potts, the leader of the Fecharen Knights, the final slightly risky battle to save time was more because of the need to rush Before Mordel's'Knight Baptism', after all, once the opponent accepted the'Knight Baptism' and became a knight, it was definitely not a good thing for him now.

　　 Although there is a certain chance of success in accepting the ‘Knight’s Baptism’, Dean knows that Mordel will definitely succeed, because the opponent has a special item on his body: the demon blood dagger!

In fact, it is not only the smooth completion of the "knight baptism" and becoming a real knight. The reason why the opponent was able to shine in the first blood moon war also has a great relationship with the demon blood dagger. It can strengthen its abilities through the blood of the enemy, and it is almost as good as some legendary items.

Therefore, Dean came to Tyre this time, in addition to killing the deeply hidden Potts collaborator in advance, another important purpose was for this demon blood dagger-although the grandpa mentioned this demon The blood dagger has some limitations, but for Dean, who is in urgent need of improvement at the moment, ~www.novelmtl.com~, it doesn't account for these at all.

　　 And, Dean can be sure that the demon blood dagger is in the opponent's house at this moment—

　　 The preciousness of the devil's blood dagger is naturally beyond doubt, and anyone will carry it with them.

　　Mold is of course no exception, but this is just a general case!

In two days, the other party will go to Vauban and receive the'baptism' under the witness of the Marquis of Vauban and the local priest. Although the latter is only attending the ceremony, the identity of the priest has already been decided. Even if the other party is a spectator, they also have a considerable right to speak.

　　 Especially when the person receiving the'baptism' has negative energy.

　　 Therefore, as long as Molde did not faint, he would temporarily let the demon blood dagger leave him about a week ago and put it in a safe place, so as not to be contaminated with negative energy.

　　 So, this is Dean’s chance!

After bidding farewell to the elderly lady, Dean carefully circled around and made sure that it did not attract anyone's attention. He turned around and walked outside of Mordell's residence. He turned over and passed the low one. The fence jumped into the yard, and a flash came to the opponent's door. A thin wire appeared in his hand and reached into the opponent's door lock.

　　 Click!

　　 Skillful memories and backward locks made Dean unblocked the next moment.

　　 opened the door carefully, and Dean stepped cautiously into it.

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