Lord of the Oasis

Chapter 865: The task thrown in front of you

"Your Highness, put your coat on. The night is very wet." Able, who came later, noticed the quiet and sad atmosphere at the scene, bowed to Kant's side, and whispered to him.

"Uh." Kant recovered, glancing at Abel with a glance, responded softly and nodded.

Able carefully dressed Kant with a sheepskin coat in his hand. Then he stepped aside.

"Bandak, add some more firewood to the fireplace in the room." Kant looked up and asked Bandak: "It's okay to get some from the back kitchen downstairs."

"Yes." Bandak nodded. Then he went to the fireplace and looked at the iron bucket where the firewood was placed. After discovering that the firewood was almost empty, he threw the remaining firewood into the fire. He told Kant that he was going downstairs to get firewood.

"I'll go with you." Seeing Bandak had approached the entrance, Able said quickly.

Bandak was stunned and stood still. After passing Kant’s consent, Able first opened the door lock and walked out.

"Wait for me." Bandak lifted the iron bucket and followed out the door.

After the two left, only Kant and Trubin remained in the room.

The firewood piles in the main hall are becoming more and more prosperous, and the temperature in the room is also rising.

Trubin took off his gloves after sorting out his emotions. He said to Kant: "Sorry, you made your majesty smile."

"It's okay." Kant waved his hand with an encouraging smile and said.

"The inspectorate hasn't figured out where Jage is hiding now." Trubin's eyes became wet again, and said, "I can't believe that he would do such a thing? Maybe in seven. I shouldn’t have adopted him years ago."

After listening to Trubin's words, Kant was silent.

In the world he experienced in the last life, it has become the consensus of everyone not to interfere with the lives of others. Human beings are insignificant in nature, and they want to intervene in the fate of others while receiving the blessings of heaven: it is a very difficult thing.

Before coming to this world, Kant has always been in the attitude of ‘the things of others have nothing to do with me’. However, with the memories of the previous life, after coming to this world, his values ​​were loosened a little bit.

Maybe you don't know yourself as much as you think.

"The **** who bullied Judge have been sent away by me." Trubin said angrily. "Such a person must never let them stay in the hotel."

"Well," Kant nodded slightly: "It's a result they deserve."

"Your Highness, we are back." Bandak, holding half a barrel of firewood, stood at the entrance with Able who accompanied him, and greeted Kant.

"Come in." Kant beckoned and said, "It should be pretty cold outside."

"It's a bit," Bandak said after rubbing Tietong by the fireplace, rubbing his hands and responding.

"When we went downstairs, we found that many guests' rooms were still lit by candlesticks. It is estimated that tonight, everyone didn't sleep much," Able Hui reported.

"The waiter’s waiter told me: This month’s firewood was exhausted in advance. Let’s take advantage of the opportunity. We have to survive the last two days." Bandak grinned: "Then I told him not to. The sleeping soldier went to collect firewood from him."

Able quickly gave Bandak a wink and signaled that the innkeeper was still here.

"Oh, oh, no." Bandak covered his mouth and quickly explained: "This waiter told me."

"The people underneath did not take the initiative to tell me that it was my fault." Trubin interrupted Bandak's clarification and said.

"I still have to find a suitable person and switch the position of the accountant." Kant said in a round court. "Otherwise, these waiters are in trouble, and they don't know who to talk to."

"I didn't pay much attention to the people in this shop on weekdays. Filipe was always busy with things like hiring workers. Where can I find the right person now?" Trubin said distressedly.

All four people in the main hall fell into thought, and the atmosphere became quiet again.

"Boss, we have been living in this hotel for a long time." Kant suggested: "Otherwise, the next few days, we will pay more attention to you. See if you can find the entry preparation. The chosen person?"

"That line," Trubin promised, "Trouble everyone. I can't stay in this town for a few days, and I will leave for the next day. I don't know when you will stay in the hotel?"

"We have a mission, and after the mission is over, we will leave the island." Eber thought for a while and replied: "I think it will stay for at least half a month."

"That's really great." Trubin's face was a little smile. Kant and others were willing to stay and give this hotel some support. From the heart, he was very moved.

"If the boss will come back before then, I think we will give reliable advice." Kant promised.

"Okay." Trubin nodded. "Then I will say goodbye first. I'm sorry to come to harass late at night."

Kant got up and said: "Boss, you have to stay in this town for two days, don't you? If anything, we still have a chance to continue talking."

"Yes." Trubin, after being restrained, left the room in the eyes of three people.

"It's troublesome. We didn't find anyone we wanted to find. Now we have to pick out a clerk for this hotel." Able laid down on the tea table in frustration after walking back to the main hall , Said.

"What's the point, is it suitable for doing business and doing business? This strength is still obvious in the temperament of people." Bandak said indifferently.

"You have to choose this candidate. At least give someone an explanation." After leaving this sentence, Kant turned and left.

Kant was changing his yukata when he went to find him, and he was about to go to bed.

After talking with Trubin for a while, Kant is even more sleepy at this time, it is estimated that he will sleep until noon tomorrow.

"Your Majesty is back in the room." Bandak yawned and said, "I will talk about the picking of people tomorrow. I have to take a rest."

"That's all right." Able waved to Bandak and said, "Now let me go back to rest. When I go to wake you up tomorrow, you have to get up with me in a convincing way."

"Yes." Bandak didn't even hear what Able said, but agreed casually.

Chapter 866: Soldiers Smelling Fragrances

Able looked at the figure of Bandak's departure, sighed, and began to stay up all night to work alone.

At noon the next day, Kant woke up from his sleep. He walked out of the bedroom and found the main hall empty.

"Have the two of them inspected?" Kant muttered silently in his heart. Then he walked into the bathroom and washes.

While Kant was lying in a wooden bucket full of hot water and enjoying his leisure time, footsteps were heard outside the bathroom door.

Before Kant had any ideas, Able's voice came in.

"Your Majesty, we are back from that guild! Michelle brought reliable news!"

"When did you go?" Kant jumped out of the water tank and shouted out of the door: "Wait when I go out."

"Yes!" Able's mood was very high.

After putting on the jacket, Kant opened the bathroom door and went out. The hot air in the room shrank immediately after meeting the low-temperature air outside the door, and a white gas lingered in the doorway.

Kant glanced at the two of them sitting at the tea table drinking afternoon tea.

After walking into the tea table, Kant pointed at the pastries on the table and asked suspiciously: "Is these from the waiter?"

"There's no trouble for them. These are the two of us who went to the kitchen to serve them." Bandak took a sip of clear tea and said carelessly.

Looking at the triumphant look of the two, Kant raised his eyebrows, sat down in his place, and said: "You did a good job and found the candidate so quickly. Even the task was completed with it. Let's talk about it , How?

"Actually nothing, I suddenly remembered that a soldier in the team was good at smelling incense." After seeing Kant seated, Able immediately stood up straight and explained, "Let their captain take him to the guild nearby On the street."

"Did the guild people find them like this?" Kant asked, amused by Able's idea.

"Well," Able's face couldn't help but show a sense of pride, and continued: "Anyway, after the soldier's name smelled on that street, the members of the guild also noticed the gang The existence of the person. He hurried over and told the soldier that at noon tomorrow, the soldier would be invited to meet with the boss of the guild."

"Well, you got the idea, but it was a coincidence." Kant applauded.

The guild secretly conducts drug trafficking. Looking for talents like the soldiers who sell art, the content of the talk is linked to the secret production chain.

"It's just luck." Able responded embarrassedly.

"Oh, what's that soldier's name?" Kant asked, looking up.

"Michelle!" Able responded.

"Can he cope with him tomorrow?" It wasn't until then that Bandak inserted a word.

"This" Able's face showed a hesitant look.

"Although I can think of smelling incense, it is really good, but I told you at the time: you must choose someone who is suitable to negotiate with strangers." Kant's words also brought a trace of worry.

"That child" Able glanced at Bandak and said, "The temperament is relatively more lively than other elven soldiers. However, after hearing the shipwreck, the temperament of the child became much quieter. Today I sent them and their party to the guild, and I didn’t listen to him all the way."

"The impact of the shipwreck" Bandak's expression also became complicated, and he looked up and turned to Kant.

Kant was silent for a while under the watch of the two. Finally, he said: "No matter what, we still have to think about how to carry out this plan. Able made a good start, and the rest will require everyone to work together."

"Yes," Able replied in unison with Bandak.

"After dinner tonight, arrange for Michelle and me to meet." Kant thought for a while and asked.

"Okay," Able promised.

After having afternoon tea, Bandak and Able left the inn again. Many soldiers escorted the hotel residents to the city gate today, so they also had to rush to the street to patrol.

Kant went to the restaurant on the second floor. After passing the lonely cafeteria, we arrived at the à la carte restaurant.

The chef who cooked lunch for him yesterday greeted him: "Sir, good noon!"

"Hello!" Kant responded with a smile: "Why are there so few people today?"

"Those people don't want to stay in the hotel. After breakfast, they hang out on the street." The chef laughed humorously. "But for me, it has no effect. Anyway, I usually come here. Not many people."

"I think they just haven't tried it. If they try it once, they will be hooked on your cooking skills." Kant blinked and said, "Like me and your boss."

"Uh hahaha." The chef's face was first wrinkled together, it seemed to imagine the scene Kant said, after a while, with a big smile: "Thank you, what are you going to eat today?"

"It's the same as yesterday." Kant was seated by the window. After looking at the sky for a while, he turned to the busy chef in front of the stove and asked, "Did the boss come here today?"

"The boss went out early, but I prepared his breakfast." The chef raised his head and confidently said to Kant: "Shrimp and vegetable rolls and peanut butter."

"Oh," Kant smiled. "The boss is really hard. He needs to go out to work every day."

"The boss's life and work are indeed irregular. After all, he is worried about this hotel." The chef responded while cutting the Virgin fruit in half: "Fortunately, his body is still good. . As long as the work schedule is adjusted properly, it will be no different from other people of the same age."

"Actually, the hotel operated well before we arrived," Kant said softly. "Why doesn't the boss give himself more rest time."

"Hehe." The chef laughed softly and said, "Adult, look at the street in front of the store. How many people will pass by? The boss went to the island ten years ago and opened the store in such a place. . His heart is not in this shop at all."

"You see it quite clearly." Kant raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you interested in telling more details?"

The chef raised his head with a smile, looked at Kant, shook his head, and placed the index finger of his left hand on his lips, saying, "This kind of thing, people like us can't talk more."

Chapter 867: The clues left by the chef

"Hehe." Kant turned his eyes away and said, "It's okay if you don't want to say it. It's just that I think the people in your town, one or two, are really unpredictable."

"Nothing is going on at this moment." The chef puts down Ding Ding and argues: "Like me, you are an ordinary cook in front of you. Isn't my identity a cook?"

"Too lazy to take care of you." Kant just thought that the chef was very funny, and he would argue with him about any topic, and he would wave him in and waved his hand to continue watching the scenery outside the window.

The chef chuckled for a while, then consciously silenced.

After more than ten minutes, the delicious and delicious lunch was served on the table. When Kant was arranging the napkins, he found that the chef brought another cup of peanut butter.

"I just talked a lot," the chef stood at the table and smiled and apologized: "This cup of peanut syrup is my fault to you. I hope you can forget the villain's fault."

"No, no." Kant quickly refused: "It was a great chat just now. Why are you doing this?"

After the chef heard the expression, the expression on his face became serious and said: "This kind of peanut butter is my boss's favorite and my best. Please be sure to accept it."

Kant raised his head and stared at the chef for a while, and finally nodded in compromise: "Well, let me try what it is."

"Thank you very much." The chef breathed a sigh of relief and left the table after saluting.

After watching the chef leave, Kant picked up the knife and fork and began to enjoy today's first meal. When eating, people's mood is always happy. In the gap where he stopped halfway, Kant glanced at the peanut paste placed in the corner of the dinner plate.

Against the backdrop of silver cups, this simple drink became mysterious and luxurious.

"When did this drink?" Kant asked softly, looking at the open cooktop. It turned out that there was no one there, and the chef who had prepared the food had left.

Kant raised his eyebrows in surprise. He could not help but hold the handle of the cup. He put the peanut butter presented by the chef in front of him, put it on his lips, and took a soft sip: the taste was full-bodied and rich, and the peanut particles were ground. Very detailed.

Kant drank a whole cup of peanut butter in one breath, and when he put the empty cup back in place, a crisp sound reached Kant's ear.

A key was placed on the coaster where the cupware was placed.

Kant's eyes immediately became alert: the key must have been left by the chef, but what was he for inviting himself to meet him so deceptively?

"This kind of peanut butter is our boss's favorite and my best. Please be sure to accept it." What the chef said not long ago was reflected in Kant's mind.

"Is it about the innkeeper?" Kant took a deep breath and silently received the key in his sleeve. After confirming that no one was around, he hurriedly left the restaurant.

After walking out of the restaurant, Kant stood in the staircase for a while, and chose to go back to his room and sort out what happened just now.

It was about 3:30 in the afternoon. Kant returned to the room and drew the curtains in the main hall. He sat down at the tea table, took out the key in his pocket, and studied it carefully.

The key is made of copper and iron, and now it is rusty. The fact that I went to the restaurant for lunch myself today cannot be predicted. And from the time the order was placed to the time the dishes were served, Kant had not seen the chef leave the stove. The chef carried this key with him, and it was indeed easy to rust in the humid environment of the kitchen.

The key was engraved with three numbers ‘503’.

But there is no fifth floor in this hotel. Where does ‘503’ refer?

Kant recalled carefully what the chef said in his mind. In the conversation, he did not leave information about the time of the meeting.

Kant, who couldn't find a clue in this room, was going to ask for the answer himself.

At this time, a knock on the door came from outside the door, and Kant was terrified by the sudden sound. Responding alertly: "Who?"

"Your Majesty Kant, this is Moliere." A sharp voice passed through the door.

"Moliere?" Kant thought about it for a while before remembering that the owner of the name was the dwarf who choked openly with him in the lobby yesterday, so he got up and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The people who attacked the hotel yesterday didn't know what was going on, and they were released today." The dwarf explained loudly.

"Wait, you come in and talk." After hearing this sentence, Kant stepped up and walked to the entrance to open the door of the guest room and greeted the dwarf in front of him.

"Thank you." The dwarf immediately walked into the guest room. Kant first sat down at the tea table, lifted the teapot, and had a booze. After relieving his breath, he wiped his mouth and continued to speak to Kant who was sitting opposite him: "That group of people was so presumptuous. After being released by the acquaintances in the surveillance station, they immediately walked to Bikolin Avenue. The pub is chic. It happened to meet the soldiers who escorted the residents out of the city. Two people fought the guy and fought."

"What's the matter? Who started first?" Kant said with a frown.

"Well, this orc man was too awkward to speak, and even commented on the family of the Caladian soldiers. So one of us couldn't help but move his hands." The dwarf watched Kant's face, Explained.

"Where are they now?" Kant Chang exhaled and asked.

"The Acropolis soldiers on the street were escorted to the police station," the dwarf said. "That's why I came to see you, Your Highness. You have to hurry and go."

"You have been calculated. I can't personally come forward on this matter, otherwise I will fall into the trap of the other party without prejudice." Kant calmed down and said, "Do they know this about Bandak?"

"Well, after Master Bandak and Ebour knew the news, they were rushing to the monitoring station." After hearing Kant's inference, the dwarf froze, responding: "His Royal Highness, if you don't go in person, estimate Irregular."

Kant glanced at him and said slowly: "I can no longer be distracted by their tricks, the orc man is the cannon fodder of the dark organization. Now to clean them up, it's like you are going to cut trees, But I only looked at the fallen leaves under the tree. I have more important things to do now."

"That's what it is." The dwarf was frightened by the aura emitted from Kant and nodded timidly. After a while, he retreated.

Chapter 868: Dispute in front of the mansion

Kant sat quietly for a while after the dwarf left, and walked to the hotel lobby. I found the guy who was busy with the back kitchen and asked, "Do you know the chef who is in charge of cooking on the second floor restaurant, where is he now?"

"That chef is not resting in the hotel. If you didn't find him in the restaurant, maybe you just went back to your own home." The man replied in amazement.

"When will he come again?" Kant asked.

"This chef is invited by our boss who never knows where to come. People come whenever they want, and leave when they want. We can't figure it out," the man said.

"Okay, thank you." Kant walked out of the back kitchen with a little disappointment. After sitting in the cafe in the lobby for a while, I finally decided to find the whereabouts of room 503 in this hotel during the time when I could not see the chef.

On the other side, Bandak and Able who rushed to the entrance of the inspection station happened to encounter a group of orc men with bruises and bruises.

The seven or eight people walked democratically in front of them, and the orc man headed frowned and said, "Why are you? The one you lead?"

"You set off this little storm, and you can't reach the edge of your highness' shoes." Able clenched his fists and said, "Come back to your cell and squat!"

"It's up to you to save your brothers out? I'm afraid it's not enough." The orc man shook his head and continued.

"Where are they now?" Bandak asked.

"I don't know. After all, we only went into the temporary detention center in this place." The orc man grinned at the people around him and mocked: "What scenery is this cell, we have never seen it."

"I tell you not to block the road!" Able kicked the Orc man's waist with a kick, causing it to retreat a few meters away.

"Ebour, let's go!" Bandak's forehead had burst out of blue muscles, and after he had endured it, he said to Able.

Looking at the two leaving, the rest of the nomads crowded around the orc men, resented: "These two people really owe it."

"Our task is completed, go to the bar." The orc man put away the ridiculous face just now and said indifferently: "The more angry these two men are, the faster we will reach the goal. This point There is nothing to care about trivial matters."

The orc man, with the help of the younger brother beside him, left the monitoring station.

Today, Able and Bandak have been overwhelmed with anger, and walked to the front desk of the inspection station and asked, "We are soldiers officers of Karadia. Our people were sent here by the Acropolis. We are Come pick them up."

The staff of the inspection office responsible for the reception noticed the anger in the eyes of the two, and said timidly: "Please wait a moment, I will go to Captain Vermont. He was sent by the team."

"Okay." Able promised: "We are waiting for him here."

The clerk quickly spread his legs and ran to a public office in the corridor.

Five minutes later, Bandak and Able stood motionless in front of the receptionist, and the people passing by began to focus on the two.

"This man is a face-to-face person, wouldn't it be the newly-arranged staff in this place." The businessman who often walked in the supervision office whispered.

"It seems to be a human race and an elven race. Judging from the dress of these two people. It should be an outsider." Another person in the crowd said, "What are they doing here?"

"The news I just received. On the avenue leading to the gate of the city today, the group of Bao En clashed with a group of Terran soldiers." A passerby spoke to his companion beside him after hearing the comments from the people around him. Said.

"Bao En?" his companion said in surprise: "Then these two people will not come to redeem people, and those who fight against Bao En have nothing to end."

"The people outside the island wanted to come and rob people from the monitoring station.

Bandak and Able silently listened to the evaluation of the people around them, and sneered in their hearts: Today, this person will not be able to take us away.

At this time, the waiter who had just left came with a half-orc man in uniform. Introduced to Bandak and Able: "This is Captain Vermont who is in charge of this matter. It is the first-level officer in the institute."

"Hello." Fremont reached out and greeted Bandak and Able.

"Hello." Bandak and Able responded politely.

Fremont glanced at the crowd, and suggested to Bandak and Able with a smile: "There are so many people here, let's go to the official office to discuss it."

"Okay," Bandak agreed.

Pretending to pass by inadvertently, passersby eavesdropping on the side felt that it was boring, and took the initiative to spread out.

Fremont led the two to a small business hall on the first floor. The layout of the room was about the same as the room where Able last met the gnome and his party, but the space was reduced a lot.

After instructing the two to take a seat on the leather chair, Fremont folded his hands on the table and said to Bandak and Able: "You came here this time for what happened this morning, right? "

"Yes." Bandak nodded.

"What is the punishment given to our soldiers by the inspection station?" Able asked.

"Three months' imprisonment, after all, the impact of this incident is indeed quite large." Fremont bowed his head and pondered for a while, then said: "The decision is made by the judge, and the judge's rights are far more than all of us in the supervision office. Yes. So even if you come in person today, it is estimated that it is impossible to take people away."

"Three months? Just for a group fight?" Bandak said angrily: "What about those guys? They just came out today and they specifically found our people to retaliate. Why can they not take any responsibility? Leave here?"

"This" Fremont's face was embarrassed and explained: "This group of people was acquitted in yesterday's case. So the judge only paid attention to their role in this dispute. "

"Not guilty?" Able opened his eyes wide and said, "What about Filip's death, and what about the injuries suffered by the residents? How were they found not guilty?"

"Isn't the person who killed Filipt a waiter? The residents did not stand up to testify, so the attack was not a real thing," Fremont explained slowly.

"Fart!" Bandak pushed away from the table and shouted at the officer in front of him: "I see that your surveillance station is to punish those bastards. You people on the island believe this, we don't believe it! Today you must You have to hand it over!"

Chapter 869: Kant who appeared unexpectedly

Fremont frowned, waved his hands and said, "Since this, I have nothing to say to the two adults. But I still want to tell you one thing: since you came to this island, you have to figure it out. The rules on the list."

After saying this, Fremont went to the door and opened the lock. Turning back to Bandak and Able continued: "The two adults please come back first. Ask your majesty, will he agree with you?"

"Where is the cell!" Bandak asked violently as he walked up to Fremont.

Fremont looked at the human soldiers in front of him, his eyes narrowed dangerously into a line, and slowly said, "Do you want to go to prison?"

"We will not let our soldiers suffer this grievance in vain." Able walked to Bandak and called to him: "Bandak, let's go back to the hotel."

"Ebble!" Bandak shouted in confusion.

"I'm gone." After leaving a light voice, Able lifted his legs and left the conference hall.

Bandak gave Vermon a dissatisfied look and followed Able out.

The two went straight to the door of the inspection office. At this time, Able stopped and turned to Able, saying: "You were too impulsive just now, and you shouldn't say that to the officers in the room."

"Aren't we two here to bring the soldiers back?" Bandak frowned. "The officer didn't put us in the eye at all."

"I also think he has a strange attitude towards us." Able shook his head and said, "The performance was strange when we met the Orc men at the door. We went back to the hotel first. , Tell His Highness Kant about the matter here."

"Okay." Bandak glanced back at the signboard of the Supervision Office and silently spurned it in his heart. Then Able left.

The location of the inspectorate was not far from the address of the hotel. About ten minutes away, Able and Bandak rushed back to the hotel.

After hurried to the second floor, after knocking on the door, Kant was not in the room at this time.

"Tindy, how is your majesty?" Bandak asked a passing waiter in the corridor.

"I just saw His Majesty Kant staying in the lobby on the first floor." The waiter who was called Tingdi stretched his neck and glanced downstairs, and responded, "I'll go help you and ask others."

"Okay, please." Able nodded.

After Tingdi retreated, the two went to the third floor of the hotel and searched for Kant's figure.

The entire floor was rented to the Caladian soldiers by the boss. However, at this time, the soldiers of Karadia did not stay in the guest room, but were on the task of patrolling the streets.

After searching to no avail, Able and Bandak met at the stairs.

Looking at the stairs leading to the fourth floor, Bandak glanced at Abel suspiciously, and hesitantly said, "Shall we go to the fourth floor to see."

"The fourth floor doesn't seem to be open to the public." Able recalled that night when the clue was searched, the hotel's waiter said that they would not let them go to the fourth floor. Then he said, "His Royal Highness Kant shouldn't break into such a place. Let's ask Tingdi to see if there is any news from him."

"Okay." Kant promised.

As they were about to leave this floor, Kant sneeze down the steps of the fourth floor.

After seeing the two of them, they said hello: "Bandak and Able. Why are you here?"

"Your Majesty!" Able exclaimed in surprise: "Why are you here? We are looking for you. What are you doing on the upper floor?"

"It's quite time-consuming to talk about this," Kant said. "Let's go back to the guest room first. The fourth floor is closed, no outsiders are allowed in and out. If the hotel waiter finds me staying there for a while, then it's troublesome. ."

Bandak stepped forward to help Kant pat the dust on his coat, frowning and said, "How long has it been since the upper floor? The ash accumulated on your Highness is really thick enough."

"It really can't stay there." Kant pulled out his handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and coughed for a while.

"In that case, let's go back quickly." Able glanced at Kant with concern, and said, "We also have an urgent matter and need to report to His Majesty Kant."

"Uh." 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. Able immediately poured a cup of tea for Kant, and told him, "His Royal Highness, this tea is clear of lungs. Take a few sips first."

"Well, then I listen to you while drinking tea." Kant nodded, took the tea cup in my hand, and said, "Have you been to the inspection station? How is the situation there?"

"The officer who received us told us: In the case decided by the judge, the decision cannot be changed. The soldiers have to stay in prison for three months." Bandak responded.

"Well, did you meet the soldiers?" Kant asked after drinking a sip of tea.

"No, the officer didn't seem to mean that we should meet the soldiers." Able sighed and said, "Bandak and I were both in a rage. Now I want to come, maybe the person he wants to see is not us, but Your majesty."

"Your Majesty, we can only come by you 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 for me to ask for the chief of Gilbert or the dwarf tribe. Then they will definitely be stubborn from it, then our relationship with the goblin and dwarf tribe will be affected. Speculation. It's also bad for those who help us." Kant responded calmly.

"Then what should we do now?" Bandak asked anxiously: "The soldiers sent by Karadya haven't got any news yet. Only with the strength of dozens of us, we want to rescue the bound ones from the inspection station. The soldiers are still too reluctant."

"If this thing happened yesterday, maybe we can only admit our fate. But now, we can directly bypass the barrier of the monitoring station and directly pull out the people who are hidden behind the scenes and interfere with us." Kant's mouth twitched. A confident smile promised to the two beside him.

"Your Highness, did you meet the members of the dark side today?" Able asked in surprise.

"Meet? It's not too much." Kant paused, repeating what happened in the restaurant at noon today to Bandak and Ebble. Then he said, "In the end, I was holding the key, and I couldn't find the chef himself, so I started searching in the hotel."

Chapter 870: Thick smoke

"Is that room on the fourth floor?" Bandak asked nervously.

"Well," Kant nodded and said, "I heard that the original hotel was originally a fifth-floor hotel, but after experiencing a racial war in the city, all floors of the hotel were damaged at different levels. The fourth floor was damaged. It was the most serious, so the gnome craftsmen responsible for the restoration planned to rebuild the fourth and fifth floors, but this proposal was rejected by the hotel owner, saying: I do not want the hotel to appear too prominent on the entire street. Just ask Dao: Renovate the 4th and 5th floors and merge them into one floor. So now there are some rooms on the 4th floor that still have the house number on the 5th floor."

"It turns out that." Able took a deep breath and sighed: "I didn't expect it to be because of war."

"So, why is the room on the fourth floor closed to the outside world?" Bandak asked suspiciously.

"I also asked the waiter this question, but he also said: He also did not know." Kant shook his head and said.

"In this case, the truth about this matter should be the privacy of this hotel," Able commented.

"But the waiter doesn't seem to be pretending." Kant recalled the tone and expression of the waiter who answered himself in the lobby for a while.

"Leave this alone." 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 full of all the trip records after we landed by the sea. There are many dark side organizations we haven’t seen in the folder of the bookcase. Member information. I found Pique and Shadow in it." Kang Shensheng explained.

"How is it possible?" After hearing Kant's statement, Ebble's heart almost jumped out of his chest and blurted out: "The hotel owner will not be framed."

"When I had dinner with the hotel owner before, I found that his dominant hand was left-handed. That is to say, he was a left-hander." Kant responded: "The entire hotel, including the tent, cook, waiter, etc.. The dominant hand is left-handed. He is the only one, and judging from the furnishings in the room, it is indeed for the convenience of left-handers."

"I don't think I can make a conclusion immediately." After hearing Kant's words, Bandak hesitated and said, "Let's continue to check and compare."

"You are right." Kant nodded. "But I still want to check with the hotelier on the spot. Quick battle."

"Okay." Bandak and Able said in unison.

Kant pulled out an information form from his clothes, and the picture above was of Pique.

"The innkeeper will leave the town tomorrow, and we must find him before this," Kant said with a firm face.

"Should we mobilize our own hands to find the town, or should the hotel waiter inform him?" Bandak asked suspiciously.

"You don't have to worry about it," Kant got up and walked to the entrance. Hearing the footsteps and the sound of discussion outside the door, he said confidently: "We just need to wait quietly on the stairs."

"It's on fire! It's on fire!" After seeing the smoke from the window on the fourth floor, the waiter burying his head cleaning the street threw the broom on the ground and rushed into the store, shouting: "The fourth floor is on fire! "

The waiter who was busy in the lobby hurried out of the shop, watching the fire upstairs.

"What should I do!" the waiters anxiously asked the waiter standing at the forefront.

The waiter, watched by everyone's eyes, was Nite who was temporarily appointed as the captain of the waiter.

Nite frowned tightly. His temporary captain position was decided internally by the employees. The performance during this period of time is crucial to whether he can be promoted to the office.

Suddenly this incident happened, and Nite couldn't help but panic. He greeted a young waiter beside him: "Quick! Quickly notify the boss! There are a few of you, follow me to put out the fire."

"Yes!" The waiter nodded quickly nodded in agreement.

He followed Nite back to the hotel and rushed up the spiral stairs with a broom and so on.

"Where are you going?" Bandak, who suddenly appeared at the stairs, startled them.

"Master Bandadak, the fourth floor is on fire, and I will take people to extinguish the fire." Nitt replied nervously.

"Are you on fire? The fourth floor is the boss's private area. You might rush in like this, I'm afraid it's not very good."

"It's true, we haven't walked up before. However, the situation is now critical and we can only offend." Nite replied.

"Well, do you need my help?" Bandak nodded and continued to ask.

"No, no." Nitt quickly waved his hand and said, "The fire is not too serious, we are enough."

"Well, that's good. I won't disturb you anymore." After confirming that Kant downstairs gave him a "may" gesture, he silently let Nite and others pass.

After watching the group leave, Bandak walked down the stairs, seated at the tea table where Kant and Able were, and asked, "Is the waiter who has delivered the letter really set off?"

"Well," Able nodded, and he confirmed the matter.

"Your Highness, you said you set a fire on the fourth floor, and you wouldn't burn all the files." Bandak asked worriedly.

"No." Kant waved his hand and said, "I just put that part of our data in the brazier and burned it."

"That's good," Bandak said calmly. "After all, we still don't know who the owner of this room is."

"Huh." Able nodded in agreement.

After a while, Nite and his party walked downstairs clamoring brazily.

"Boom!" The scorched black brazier was thrown onto the floor tiles in the lobby, and Nite looked around and said angrily: "Who?! Who did the prank? Any dissatisfaction, You can tell me directly what it means to get this out."

When he rushed upstairs with people and teachers, and walked into the room carefully, he found a smoky brazier placed by the window.

Nite was completely irritated, in his eyes: at this time, the person who did such a thing was to target him.

"There's a way to do it, how come there's no way to admit it? Stand up and let's fight." Nite shouted.

Bandak sighed softly, while Kant and Able ignored the yelling of Nitt at all.

Chapter 871: Transaction of swapping hostages

Seeing that no one responded for a long time, Nite took a long breath and picked up the brazier on the ground and left the lobby.

Kant put down the teacup and said, "It's a bit too much if it happens like this."

The three of them sat near the door. Even in order to see Trubin the first time, the dinner was settled in the lobby.

Until about 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, "How is it? The waiter who notified me didn't make it clear. Which one is it?"

"Room 502." Nite responded anxiously: "The fire has gone out and it was found to be a prank by someone. Sorry, boss. Because of this little thing, you have to take the time to come back."

"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," Nitt replied as he recalled: "That person should have entered through the window."

"Are you sure?" Trubin stared at Nite, confirming carefully.

Kant, who was sitting at the door, felt it was the best time to get Trubin's attention to himself, and immediately said: "Boss Trubin!"

"Your Majesty Kant." Trubin froze, turning around to see Kant, his impatient expression immediately became respectful. He glanced at the dining table in front of the three people and responded with a smile: "How do some adults think of dining in the lobby today?"

"There are too few people in the restaurant. This place in the lobby is more lively." Kant responded lightly.

"That's what it is." Trubin nodded and said, "I didn't expect to see a few more people before going out. We are really destined."

"Perhaps," Kant responded slightly, "but I have always believed that artificial power is more reliable."

Trubin raised his head slightly, met Kant's gaze, and looked carefully for a while, then said, "Sounds, does your Majesty Kant say anything to me?"

"Well, please ask the boss for a glory. Go to our table and sit down for a while." Kant nodded. "We have some undecided things, we need to ask the boss to confirm."

Trubin's eyes cooled. After noticing the change in the aura between the two, Able and Bandak quickly approached. Protected on both sides of Kant.

Trubin lowered his face and said apologetically to Kant: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I have another entertainment in the West End tonight. I'm afraid I don't have time to chat with you."

After saying this, Trubin turned to Nite and said, "Let the groom prepare immediately."

"Yes." Nite had long been aware of the strange atmosphere between the innkeeper and Kant, and after hearing the order, left the scene with amnesty. Go back and forth.

"Boss, you leave so anxiously, I'm afraid it's not okay?" Able said with embarrassment.

"The things in the shop have been dealt with." Trubin said with a straight face: "I'm leaving now."

"Completed? Haven't you figured out the culprit of the prank?" Bandak asked lightly.

"You" Trubin clenched his fists and said, "Did you break into our room?"

"No, no. Absolutely not." Kant quickly waved his hand and pulled out the page of information in his pocket, saying, "It's just that this page of paper floated in from our room window. I want to confirm with the boss, please ask this Is it something in that room?"

Trubin raised his hand subconsciously to grab the page from Kant's hand, and the material with Pic's portrait was pulled in half. Trubin stared blankly at the half-form in his hand. Then he looked up at Kant and shouted: "You bastard!"

Bandak and Able immediately stopped Trubin, who swooped in front of Kant, and restrained him to kneel on the floor.

"Are you really a member of the dark side organization?" Kant took a deep breath and said. Despite predicting this result before, his heart is still unbelievable at the moment.

"What about it?" Trubin sneered.

"What about the waiters in this hotel? Are they also secretly organized?" Kant asked.

"No. They don't know anything about the forces in the town." Trubin lowered his head and said, "What did you find out about me? Those kids won't believe you. You can't take me away."

"Are you too confident about the forces you are standing on?" Bandak leaned over to Trubyn and asked: "Now the dark forces are the public enemy in the minds of the nomads, as long as we put You go to the surveillance office. The people behind you can't save you."

"What the **** do you want to do?" Trubin said angrily: "Nite! Nite!!"

"The waiters have all gone to the second floor for dinner, and Nite is now estimated to help feed the horses in the backyard. Don't call it." Kant said indifferently: "The orcish men can come back from the monitoring station. You also have participation. One foot?"

"Um." Trubin nodded.

"Well, let the people above you put the people under us. We will let you go." Kant asked.

"It turns out that you are for this." Trubin sneered, "Okay, I promise you."

Kant waved his hand and signaled that both Able and Bandak would let Trubin go. After Trubin got up, he raised his head and said to him, "It's easy for you to contact other members?" "

"You don't have to worry about this," Trubin said. "In fact, I don't need to participate. You stayed quietly for a few days. Your brothers were put back at most with corporal punishment."

"Then we have to add a condition that the soldiers put back can't suffer any injuries, otherwise your life is still in our hands." Bandak threatened fiercely.

"Oh, your request is a bit beyond my ability." Trubin shook his head carelessly and replied.

"This is one of the requirements, you better remember it." Able on the side said leisurely.

"Yes." Trubin thought for a while and promised, "But this thing requires me to personally monitor the movement of the office. You can't restrict my personal freedom."

"Well, as long as Bandak goes with you," Kant said to Trubin.

"He?" Trubin questioned. "What are you kidding? This person is on the blacklist in the organization. The person above, you are the first person you want to get rid of, and the second is him. Will you let me take him?"

Chapter 872: Captain going to the mansion

"Of course not." Trubin vetoed immediately.

"What if Bandak is a surrender?" Kant asked.

Trubin's brow furrowed, glanced at Bandak and turned his head in response. "Your courage is really big enough."

"Is it beyond your imagination?" Kant's eyes curled into crescents as he smiled. The tone was chilling and chilling.

"What if the kid died in the hands of the organizer?" Trubin asked hesitantly.

Able put his hand on Trubin's shoulder and warned: "Caladia's soldiers are not as fragile as you think, and each person has his own life. Don't just get involved."

"Oh." Trubin shook his head and said, "You're so assured of him?"

"Don't talk nonsense, your carriage is here." Kant stopped the conversation as soon as he heard the sound of a horseshoe by the door, and told Bandak: "Be careful on the road."

"Yes." Bandak nodded.

It was the three of them who came up with Trubin to come to the office that they came up with during the dinner. At that time, everyone was hesitating whether to send Bandak or Able, and could not make a decision.

It wasn't until Bandak actively mentioned that if the dark organization personnel confirmed the news to Trubin, believing that Bandak was a mutineer, it would be possible to call Pike who was staying in the city together.

After all, before Shi Gu's people arrived, they still couldn't confirm the purpose of Bandak's arrival here.

Kant and others can lay ambush near the monitoring station at this time. Stop Pique coming late at night. Set out a method to relieve the poison.

"Boss, your car is ready." Nit crossed the threshold and reported to Trubin respectfully.

"Okay." Trubin promised. Then he led Bandak to the door. Boarded the carriage.

"Master Bandak, this is," Nitt asked strangely, looking at their backs side by side.

"It's quite late now, and recently there is not much peace near the hotel." Kant explained: "I sent Bandak to **** the boss."

"I didn't expect Lord Kant to be so concerned about the boss's affairs," Nite responded gratefully. "We didn't even think about it."

"It's nothing. It's just a special situation now." Kant said: "With the force of your boss, one or two thieves can still deal with it. It's just more reassuring after taking Bandak."

"Yes, yes." Nite replied: "Will the two adults continue to dine? I want the chef to prepare some more delicious dishes."

"No, no." Able said: "We just have something to do in our hands, so we don't have to worry about the guys in the kitchen."

"Okay, then." Nixie promised to say: "Do you want to go out?"

"Well, we have to get Bandac medicine." Kant explained: "The shops two streets away, go back and go."

"That's what it is. It's just, I don't know if the pharmacy is still open. Otherwise, I'll send the guys to inquire about the two first?" Nitt suggested, suggesting.

"No, we should just walk around after dinner, and eat away." Able shook his head gently, responding: "After all, His Majesty Kant said he wanted to go shopping."

"Yes." Kant nodded.

"Then don't disturb the two Yaxing." After this, Nite didn't say much, and immediately bowed back.

After Kant and Able walked out of the gate of the hotel, they parted ways at the entrance of the street. One hurried to notify the soldiers patrolling the street, and the other hurried to the inspection station.

When Able walked to the gate of the monitoring station, he was still silently worried about whether Kant could call his soldiers in time. Although the location of the inspection was planned by Kant, he came from the sensitivity of the soldiers’ whereabouts. Said that Kant is relatively slow.

There is only one reason why they acted separately: Able’s transfiguration.

Able's transfiguration is not an orthodox version of transfiguration at all. Traditional transfiguration always adds or subtracts something from the face. And Able's transfiguration was developed by himself. The main method is to change the details of a person's face by controlling the circulatory system in the body. Can change a person's temperament in a short time.

This method requires that the person being cast is also a water master.

And Kant, let alone the Master of the Water System, even the name of the Master is not close to him.

So in today's task distribution, such a situation has formed.

Before entering the door, Able was still a strong soldier in his thirties. After stepping into the entry barrier, he has become a tired politician around 40 years old. The body showed the same temperament as the people entering and leaving the hall.

"Everything went well." Able said inwardly.

When he saw a waiter approaching himself, Able quickly calmed down. Harmony with the surrounding environment.

"You are" the waiter looked at Abel's face, thinking hard, and after making up his mind, he asked, "Captain Berner?"

"Huh?" Able met the messenger's gaze, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. "Yes, it's me."

"Ah, Captain Berner! You haven't been here for a long time! What wind blows you." The waiter overjoyed: "Miss Fannie has been running all the way recently. I thought you had taken the position Did you hand it over to her?"

"Vanie," Ebdon paused and said, "How is it?"

"Miss Fannie?" The waiter did not expect that a special officer would come to ask him for the opinion of a silent waiter~www.readwn.com~ After being shocked, he responded with a smile on his face: "Miss Fannie told us these The attitude of the service staff at the front desk is very good."

"Well." Able nodded without making redundant comments.

Judging by the degree of enthusiasm posted by this waiter, he estimated that he was mistaken as a big man with real power. Now that things have reached this point, Able has to put on the shelves of some big men.

"Sir Bernard," the waiter said, "what's the matter with you coming here this time?"

Able glanced at him lightly, keeping silent.

"I'm sorry, sir. I said more, please don't blame." The waiter froze for a moment, and hurriedly explained: "I just want to ask, can I have any place to help?"

"What about the old guys? I want to see them." Able asked lowly.

"Are you asking Judge Ethan about them?" the waiter was surprised.