The knight in the abyss

Chapter 146 Dry Rose
Pushing open the thick and heavy door made of some unknown wood, Lancelot walked in first.

The interior of the tavern was in better condition than it looked on the outside. The spacious hall was divided into three smaller halls, one for the bar, one for the restaurant, and one for the hotel's front desk.Since all the windows were closed, although it was daytime, candles were lit everywhere in the tavern, but the light from those candles was so weak that it could only illuminate about one-third of the space.

At the entrance of the tavern stood two guards (perhaps it would be more appropriate to call them thugs). The one on the left had dark skin, strong muscles, a protruding jaw, and fangs protruding from the corner of his mouth. He was a half-orc; One has reddish-brown skin, a receding forehead, and a huge nose. It's a hobgoblin, Phil's disciplined, powerful cousin.

Except for the orcs' natural aversion to elves and hobgoblins to dwarves, the two guards had nothing to stop the fully armed Lancelot and his party.Like most taverns, the guards protect the property of the employer and other employees, and if a fight breaks out in the tavern, they will just watch with folded arms, perhaps helping to protect defenseless tables and chairs , and throw the loser's body out when it's all over.

Everyone went to the bar, and a tiefling with a pair of backward curving horns on his head, a purplish red skin, and looking a little aged behind the table greeted them warmly.

"Welcome to Dry Rose, traveler. I am Akemennon, the owner of this tavern." He had a very professional smile on his face, "What do you want to have? The wine supply in this restaurant is very rich , from beer that is as clear as clear water to strong spirits that are strong enough to bring down the baltz. Or are you already hungry? The signature of this restaurant is the Fissburn fireball chili con carne sandwich, which tastes absolutely authentic. If you don’t like too spicy Food, there are more choices in this store, this is the menu, choose carefully!"

"Thank you." Lancelot took the menu and asked casually, "Do you have any spare rooms here?"

"Yes, but there are only two royal suites left, 100 gold coins per night." The smile on Boss Tiefling's face became brighter, "No way, too many people have poured into this fortress recently, everyone is like a See the style of the succubus paladin."

Lancelot was shocked by the boss's words. Relying on his ability to control his breath, he managed to keep his facial expression calm, but the obviously surprised reactions of the partners around him made him want to pretend to be stupid. Fell through.

"The story of the succubus paladin does sound very interesting." Lancelot said half-truthfully, "We are here to visit the famous armory in this fortress, but if we can take a look It's not bad what a Tanar'ri paladin looks like."

"What is more interesting than the combination of a succubus and a paladin?" Akemennon had a mocking smile on his face, "No god accepts her allegiance, which shows that most of the gods are fools. Such a lovely person is in the church, I am afraid that the qualifications of new believers must be obtained through a lottery."

"True believers must believe in his gods from the bottom of their hearts. Believers attracted by beauty are meaningless." Aramir retorted dissatisfiedly, but as the priest of the fire-haired lady, his words did not mean anything Too much convincing.

"Maybe the gods haven't noticed this little succubus yet." Lancelot shrugged. "We can't stay here forever. Do you know when this succubus paladin will come?"

"Ah, of course I know, there are a lot of other inside information." Tieflin narrowed his eyes treacherously, "Where did the escort team come from, when will it arrive, and is there any important person in the escort team?" , I happen to know about it. How about it, are you interested?"

"I'm more interested in who needs this information." Lancelot leaned back slightly, "And why can a tavern owner have this information."

"Of course a tavern owner has a rich source of information." The corners of Akemennon's mouth curled up obviously. "As for who needs this information, it is naturally those who want to get this succubus paladin. A person like Eloti Shia—this is her name, this information is free—such a succubus is an extremely precious sacrifice. It is rumored that sacrificing her can gain extremely powerful power, which is enough to directly promote a berserker As a Barlow Balrog, you can easily imagine how many forces are staring at her."

"Really?" Lancelot pretended to be a little interested, "But she doesn't seem to be useful to us mortals."

"Oh, of course it works! Great Mr. Mercenary!" The tiefling boss has completely turned into a salesman, and he pulled out a pile of parchment from under the table, "Look at these rewards, Batazzo, The retired bloody general promised 20 gold coins to anyone who brought him the succubus; Odinash, the lady-changer, offered a reward of [-] gold coins, plus the right to choose one from her collection. And the lord of Broken Domain, Scarlet Shroud, is only willing to pay [-] gold coins for her succubus compatriots, but she promises to satisfy any fantasies about her once. If money means little to you, maybe this is the best attraction Powerful offer.”

"She is worth so much money?!" Lancelot pretended to be shocked, and then pretended to regain his composure, "But how much do you plan to sell such information? How can I be sure of your source?" Is it believable?"

"You can understand my doubts, but think about it, if I give you true information, you will either return satisfied or be killed on the spot, only if I give you false information, causing you to rush to nothing , you have a chance to come back and trouble me, and my industry is here, so I won’t run away with long legs.”

Axmennon tried to make his words sound as convincing as possible, but Lancelot stared straight into the tiefling boss's eyes, looking unmoved.

The latter suddenly felt that there seemed to be something else in the eyes of the human knight in front of him. An extremely terrifying and violent existence seemed to be staring at him through those light blue eyes, as if the next lie would turn the terrifying The power to seduce him out and tear him to pieces.

What Lancelot used was a small magical power of a cultivator, which can make ordinary people with weak mental powers be stunned by his eyes, but combined with the true energy from the abyss, the effect seems to be a bit unexpected.

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