With a bang, the heavy door of the Dragon Tooth Tavern was pushed open and hit the wall, and the noisy and lively atmosphere suddenly quieted down.
The drunkards who were blushing, the adventurers and mercenaries who were eating the famous barbecue of the Dragon Tooth Tavern and drinking and laughing loudly subconsciously turned their heads to look at the door, and found a handsome and calm black-haired young man walking in slowly in the scorching midday sun, wearing a neat and decent light blue shirt, and hanging a gorgeous and beautiful long sword with more decoration than practical hanging from his belt.
Sharp whistles sounded one after another, and the drunken drunkards hiccuped and said, "What did we see? A handsome aristocratic young master. Did his cute toy kill a wild dog?"
"Another teenager who was poisoned by knightly novels and dared to take risks with a ceremonial long sword." Although the adventurers and mercenaries were not as unscrupulous as the drunkards, they still talked carefully about the noble boy. As the middle and lower classes of society, in addition to awe and yearning, they also have indescribable jealousy towards the nobility, especially when they see useless guys who can enjoy a high life just by relying on the glory of their ancestors.
Lucian passed them unhurriedly and walked towards the bar.
After more than two months of beautiful travel, Lucian arrived at Longya, a border town in Djibouti, a principality in the south-central part of the continent, yesterday evening.
A strong bald adventurer looked at Lucian's not slender but not thick arms, raised his bare arms outside the leather armor, and bent his elbows to shake his strong muscles: "I bet that with his pitiful thin arms, he probably doesn't even have the strength of an apprentice knight's attendant. Tsk, fantasy imps often do not inspire blood power in adventures like knightly novels, but become the prey of robbers, wild wolves or goblins."
"Hmph, is the power of a knight so easy to obtain? I have experienced more than ten years of adventure, and I am still only the strength of a high-level knight's attendant." A short man who seemed to have dwarf blood said quite arrogantly and proudly, "Of course, if he accepts my guidance, there may be hope of stimulating the power of the bloodline. You know, Lord Newell of Arrow City became a knight under my training."
The lifelong wish of most adventurers here is to stimulate their bloodline to become knights, so although they have heard Chris show off many times, they still can't help but cast envious, yearning, respectful and lustful glances, which makes him even happier.
Lucian turned a deaf ear to the discussion, walked to the high stool in front of the tavern owner and sat down, he was an elderly burly old man.
"Distinguished guest, what do you need? Wine or barbecue?" The tavern owner, whose hair was gray and his eyes were full of vicissitudes, asked politely, not uncomfortable because Lucian's clothes and temperament were incompatible with this place.
Lucian nodded gently: "A glass of plain water, a piece of roasted meat, and a salad. I also want to inquire about something."
The central and southern parts of the continent are surrounded by mountains and dense valleys, and there are inaccessible forests everywhere, but unlike other places where there are rich resources, only wood and ordinary beasts, it is the most barren and backward place in the entire continent, and often a village cannot find a single person who knows how to write. In addition, it is located in a safe area and has not had a war for many years, so several countries here, even if they stimulate their bloodline, can only obtain the title of knight, and cannot directly obtain territory and noble status.
Djibouti, like other countries in the central and southern parts of the mainland, the nobles can still rely on logging, land and fresh game to maintain a decent life, and the civilian class is far inferior to Aalto, so in addition to big cities, even in border towns like Longya, the adventurer's guild is opened directly in the tavern, and according to Lucian's inquiry, the tavern owner in front of him is also the head of the local adventurer's guild. If you want to get information, it is most suitable to look for him.
"Wow, Bai Shui, what a pure good boy."
"I suspect he hasn't started growing hair yet, so such a child dares to come out and take risks to stimulate the power of the bloodline?"
The drunkards burst into laughter, but Lucian remained unmoved and looked at the tavern owner calmly.
"No problem, dear guest, what do you want to inquire about? I will charge based on value." The tavern owner ordered the waiter to prepare the barbecue and salad, while pouring a glass of white water and handing it to Lucian.
Lucian moistened his lips with white water: "I want to inquire about the current residence of Mr. and Mrs. Taylor Hunt, who was originally an official in the small town of Bonn in the Duchy of Vaurit, and was invited by Baron Eric of the Duchy of Djibouti to serve as the affairs officer of his territory nine years ago."
Taylor Hunter and his wife are the parents of the little girl Wraith that Lucian met in the small town of Bonn in the necromancer, they were too sad after their daughter disappeared, and chose to accept the invitation of a foreign lord and stay away from home.
The tavern owner shook his head without hesitation: "This kind of trivial matter is not within our intelligence. But I will tell you privately for free that the clerk of the barony of Eric is not Mr. Hunt, and that he may have accepted another invitation, which is all too common. You can go to the nearest Kosher City Hall to check the records in this regard, this is the city belonging to Baron Eric's lord, Viscount Stanley, if you can't find it yet, you must go to Baron Eric's territory to inquire."
"Thank you for your suggestion, is there any noteworthy news on the mainland recently?" Lucian took ten days in a carriage in the remote and deep mountains to resist the town of Dragon Tooth, with only poor villages and sparsely populated roads along the way, and there was no place to inquire about information.
The tavern owner said with a smile: "A piece of news and a silver narr, do you want to listen to it, dear guest?"
"Ten news, thank you." Lucian directly took out a golden tale.
The glittering coins made those adventurers and mercenaries stunned for a moment, and instead of laughing at Lucian anymore, they stared at him with complicated eyes, and as soon as they made a move, they were a golden tale, worthy of a luxurious nobleman, they could only earn so much in two or three months. Some guys are already considering whether to temporarily change jobs as robbers.
The barbecue was brought over, Lucian forked it up and took a bite gently, the delicious meat juice immediately filled his mouth, and it was no worse than Alto high-end restaurant.
The tavern owner took out a stack of crumpled paper and slowly read: "More than two months ago, Alto, uh." He raised his head and glanced at Lucian slightly strangely, "The town of Bonn has been attacked by necromancers, and the most beautiful musician Sylvia and his father have been victimized. The heroic great knight Princess Natasha slayed the evil necromancer with all her might, but she was also seriously injured and recuperated in the monastery. It is said that Princess Natasha broke through to become a heavenly knight in this battle."
"Hehe, this is a rare wonderful battle in the past ten years."
"Blood burning...... No wonder Natasha was able to temporarily suppress it at that time, it turned out that she really advanced to the Sky Knight." Lucian thought silently in his heart, "This matter finally came out on its own after two months."
If becoming an official knight is a hurdle, then it is even more difficult to get a big knight to a heavenly knight. Because the great knight has not sublimated his own life form, although he has strong recovery and strength, it is premised on the extreme consumption of the body. Of course, it is not difficult for a strong person with the strength of a great knight to obtain some magical plants, potions, etc., and finally can live to be about a hundred years old. The Sky Knight, on the other hand, broke through the limitations of the mortal body and could live at least two hundred years.
The next nine pieces of information were probably that there was another friction between the north and the heretics, several great lords of the Gusta Empire in the south began to recruit mercenaries, seemingly preparing for another internal war, and a team of adventurers discovered an ancient ruin on the southern edge of the Dark Mountains and obtained a large amount of treasure, etc.
After listening to the information and finishing lunch, Lucian wiped his hands with a white handkerchief: "I am going to Kosher City and need to hire guards and carriages."
Although Lucian's own strength is enough to support him to travel to the east of the continent, it seems more troublesome to recruit mercenaries and other guards with a lot of money on the premise that he can easily pass the level with his identity.
During the two months of travel, Lucian successively built five more one-ring magics in his soul, reaching the limit of his current soul strength.
These five one-ring magics are: magic missile, sleep spell, greasy spell, feather fall technique and colorful jet.
And because most adventurers and mercenaries are unwilling to go too far away from familiar areas or their families, they only accept escorts for a certain distance, especially coachmen, so Lucian has to re-hire them every once in a while.
"It's a wise choice. Hehe, you must know that the central and southern parts of the mainland are a place where many legends of vampires and black magicians are circulated."
The tavern owner was obviously stunned, he also thought that Lucian was a noble boy who went out on adventures, but quickly concealed his abnormality with a smile and pointed to the corner of the tavern, "Two of the three adventurers there are warriors with high-level knight attendant strength, and one is an archer with knightly attendant strength, and they have a good reputation, you can talk to them as guests. The coachman will help you arrange it, and it will take eleven days to get to Cosher City from here."
Although the forests in the central and southern parts of the continent did not attract strong people, they were inaccessible, and there were many terrifying legends of deep mountain castles, underground tombs and evil witches.
Lucian followed the direction pointed by the tavern owner and saw three very calm adventurers, they were a man and two women, the man had thick arms and short hair, the two ladies looked alike, and both had a pair of long ears that looked like elves, but one was mature and beautiful, leaning on a two-handed giant sword by his side, and the other was young and beautiful, with a delicate short bow on the table in front of him, who seemed to be half-elf sisters.
They were listening intently as the bard played and serenaded, gently matching the beat from time to time.
(End of this chapter)