Chapter 487: Clark Heiner

Joan moved his feet closer to Frost Giant and looked up to hear him arguing with the innkeeper standing in front of the fence on the second floor.
In fact, it was mainly the boss who was arguing, insisting that there was no vacancy in his store, and he could not entertain Frost Giant, so he could leave as soon as possible. Frost Giant showed a mild attitude completely contrary to his national tradition, explaining that he had been on the road for a whole day in skilled human common language. Now he is tired and hungry, and would like to find a hotel to rest and eat something. However, walking from the street to the end of the street, all shops refused to let him in, making him feel helpless.
"Sir, I have money, I really have money!" Giant Frost shook the heavy money bag in his hand, clanging with a clang, and begging the hotel owner with a bitter face: "Goodhearted sir, please open a room for me, really If there is no room, the firewood room will do just fine. I will get some food and water. If there is wine, it will be better. I promise to pay in full."
"Wine? You still want to drink!" The hotel owner was even more annoyed. "You big guy, I don't think Frost Giants are hopeless drunks? You giants, fight drunk when you get drunk, really. If that time comes, who will live there! Don’t say that there is no vacancy, even if there is one, I can’t rent it to you, I’m afraid you will tear down my hotel!

"Hey! Sir, I'm different from other Frost Giants. I dare to swear to'Styx Goddess' Hull. There is absolutely no alcoholism, and no fights for no reason..." Frost Giant's man is serious. Raised his hand to swear.
"Come on, I'm too lazy to listen to you nagging! Come on, big man, anyway, your Frost Giant is not afraid of cold, just find a piece of grass overnight!" The hotel owner said angrily.
"I'm not afraid of the cold, but sleeping in the town is so ridiculous, it's not something decent people can do!"
The frost giant's grievous face contrasted sharply with his strong and rough image. Joan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Frost Giant heard the laughter and looked down.
Joan knew his gaffe, and quickly covered his mouth, his cheeks flushed slightly.
Frost Giant shrugged and shrugged at him, seeming to seek his sympathy.
Joan did feel a little sympathetic to his experience, but unfortunately he was helpless. The hotel owner is indeed a bit impersonal, but who makes the Frost Giants' reputation in human society bad?
"Evil" and "irritable and irritable" are just like the labels attached to the frost giant's forehead. This is indeed a common prejudice against frost giants. In fact, there are individual frost giants that are neither evil nor irritable, but hotels The boss had to consider the safety of most of the guests. If he had taken the Frost Giant for a while, the other guests might have to check out collectively. This is also impossible.
"Big guy! Don't bother here. I will call the police if you don't leave!" The hotel owner gave an ultimatum angrily.
The Frost Giant brawler sighed helplessly, turned around and walked outside the hotel door, suddenly stopped when passing by Joan, and leaned over to ask him: "Little brother, are you here too?"
Joan couldn't help but take two steps backwards and nodded a little anxiously.
Such an iron tower-like giant, talking to himself face to face, was somewhat afraid of Joan.
"Alas, the hotel owner just said that this store is already full!" Giant Frost deliberately increased the volume, and also reached out to hug Joan's shoulder: "Come with me, I know there is a kind person in this town, be sure Willing to provide us with room and board."
Joan didn't want to go with him, but the helpless Frost giant was too laborious and overzealous, almost dragging him out of the hotel door almost forcibly.
The innkeeper stood in front of the fence on the second floor and saw the scene. He was so angry that he couldn't keep Joan open.
After all, he just persuaded Frost Giant to use the excuse of not having a vacancy. If he now changes his mind and tells Joan that there is actually a vacancy, then he just made it clear that he was lying?
In case of angering the frost giant, he has no good fruit to eat.
So he knew that the big man was just plain and honest, but in fact he was very smart. He deliberately disturbed his business as revenge, but he could not tell the pain.
"Little brother, I'm very sorry. Actually, I'm overwhelmed by the mediocre attitude of the hotel owner. I really don't want him to earn your money."
Out of the hotel door, Frost Giant told Joan the truth.
Joan couldn't help crying and laughing, and counted angrily: "The conflict between you and the hotel owner is not my business, why do you have to drag me out."
"That's right, hehehe~"
Frost Giant shouted haha ​​embarrassedly, lifted his palm broadly and rubbed his bare head.
"But having said that, I didn't lie to you just now. There is an old gentleman named Gordon Davis in this town who is decent and has no prejudice against the giants. It is my old acquaintance. I will take you here Davis, where we can get a warm and thoughtful hospitality, and you don’t need to spend a copper plate."
Joan sighed helplessly, trying to refuse his invitation and not knowing how to speak, besides being a little afraid to anger the Frost Giant. Especially at the distance within reach of both sides, any sober mage should try to avoid irritating and irritating frost giants, so as not to attract a fat beat.
Frost Giant took his silence as acquiescence, took a big step to lead the way, and said happily: "My name is Clark Heiner, from the Great Glacier of Yodenheim, and I have traveled all over the world to participate in the ring in these years. Competition, fight boxing to earn bonus, when there is no boxing match, give others as bodyguards or mercenaries to eat, little brother, where are you from, how do you call it?"
Qiao An thought suddenly, this frost giant is a professional boxer, no wonder the nose bridge is flat, the ear shape is like cauliflower-this is the occupational disease left by fighting with people on the ring all year round.
"My name is Joan Vida, from Delin Town, and I plan to go to Midgard to study."
"It turns out that you also go to the north. That's just right. We can stop by. I can give you a bodyguard for a few days and send you to the Prince's Port for free."
Clark made up his mind.
Joan doesn't actually want to go with him, and he doesn't need to take a boat in Princes Harbor and drift in the sea. How can he fly fast?
However, the departure from Haus town to Meadgard is the most common way to travel by boat through Princes Harbour. If you refuse to travel with Clark, how can you explain your unique way of travel to the other side?
Joan didn't want to reveal his mage status, and he didn't know how to decline the other party's ardent invitation. He just thought about his thoughts and fell behind Giant Frost.
Clark stopped and waited patiently for him to follow him, smiling and asking if he was tired. When Joan shook his head and thought he was brave, he squatted down and patted his shoulder, beckoning to hurry him.
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