Chapter 868:

Chapter 85: 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 8: Soldiers who smell fragrant
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 87: 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 88: 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 matter is indeed quite large. UU reads the book www.uukanshu.com" Vermont lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said: "The decision is made by the judge. In the supervision office, the judge's rights It is far more than all of us. 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!"