People are in the heavens, wealth can rival a country

Chapter 365
It was nightfall when they entered Neverwinter, but the entire business district was still brightly lit, and the streets were still crowded with people.

"Probably because of the scorching sun competition, people from all over the world flocked to Neverwinter."

Maris the Wanderer said, "Hey, that's Dragonborn? This is the first time I've seen this race."

Everyone followed his gaze, and saw a tall figure wearing a cloak moving through the crowd. Through the shadow under the hood, they could see a face like a dragon.

In addition, everyone can also see halflings, half-orcs, and even elves and other races.

"It's so lively!" The dwarf shouted excitedly, "I can't wait to get involved!"

"Mr. Irving, you'd better suppress your curiosity. Before we start our adventure, I don't want to look for you everywhere." Tang Sen reminded.

"Of course, my benefactor." The dwarf said quickly, "Don't worry, I'm more interested in the Moonstone Mask than these people."

Under the leadership of Maris, everyone successfully came under the mask of Moonstone.

"I've never been there before." Maris said nervously, "I heard that a long time ago, you could see the whole city of Neverwinter from the window of the Moonstone Mask, but later it was protested by the Mage Tower and the City Lord's Mansion. , so the height is now much lower.”

He looked around, and soon found a carriage-sized airship parked at the street corner, and two well-dressed waiters stood in front of the boat.

He straightened his clothes, straightened his back and walked over.

"A few friends and I want to go to Moonstone Mask."

"Is he deliberately lowering his voice?" Bain said in a low voice.

"Don't talk about it." The monk reminded thoughtfully.

The two waiters looked at Maris and said in an arrogant yet polite tone: "Welcome to the Moonstone Mask Hotel, wanderer. The cost of the floating boat is two dragon coins per person. Of course, if you stay at the hotel If the consumption exceeds [-] dragon coins, Moonlight Mask will provide pick-up service."

In front of the heavy amount of money, the wanderer's back bent down reflexively.

"Nothing!" Barn strode up, waving the hammer: "Get your stuff moving!"

The two waiters were startled and took a step back: "This is Neverwinter City!"

"These are dragon coins!" Bain took out a purse: "What do you think I am? A gray dwarf?"

The floating boat lifted off smoothly and stayed on the platform of the Moonlight Mask Floating Hotel. Obviously, when a group of people got off the boat, they instantly realized the incompatibility between themselves and other guests.

Tang Sen and Cuixi are fine, at least their clothes and appearance look like spellcasters, and people often have natural respect for spellcasters.

However, Bahn and the monk looked like they had just finished their adventures, and Bahn was still holding a hammer in his hand, as if they were going to explore the hotel in front of them as a ruin.

As for Mr. Maris, it might be disrespectful to say so, but his eyes are always on the waists of those big businessmen and nobles in brocade clothes, as if they are always ready to make a small fortune with the best means of rogues.

Well, the dwarf would seem harmless, if he hadn't been so bold as to strike up a conversation with a lady who apparently had a male companion.

In short, the atmosphere of the Moonlight Mask Hotel has changed because of the arrival of these uninvited guests. Barn rushed to the front desk, put the hammer heavily on the wooden bar, and then raised his head and shouted at the bartender behind. : "Give me a glass of the strongest wine first!"

"This...guest." The bartender couldn't stop looking at the hammer: "The wood for the bar is the best wood brought from the highest forest, and it is very expensive after being crafted by a dwarf master!"

"I thought, before serving the wine, could you make some compensation first?"

Bane threw out two dragon coins casually, and said, "Why are you so petty here? I made my hammer myself!"

He raised his voice, stared at the other party with copper bell-like eyes, and spit out two words: "Very expensive!"

The side face of the bartender twitched, and he said: "The refined dwarven hammer is worth dozens to a hundred dragon coins. If you plan to use this hammer as compensation, maybe you need to make up for it." 390 eight dragon coins."

He added: "Of course, I counted the two you gave me now."

Bahn's movements froze, and he opened his mouth wide: "Are you blackmailing me?"

"Disrespectful guest, as I have already said, the wood for the bar is brought from the Highest Forest—"

Bahn jumped onto the bar and pointed at the bartender's head: "When I was adventuring in the highest forest, your old lady was still in the womb! A piece of rotten wood! You actually want me to pay five hundred dragon coins?"

This sudden accident made the surroundings quickly quiet down. The guards guarding everywhere stretched out their hands to the weapons on their waists, and approached with unfriendly expressions.

Seeing this, Cuixi shouted in a panic: "I'll give the money!"

She took out her purse and carefully placed it on the bar.

The guards stopped and waited for the development of the situation.

The bartender glanced at the glaring dwarf who was still standing on the bar, picked up Trish's purse, and dumped it on the bar, gold coins and platinum coins fell out.

Trixie was right, she could afford everyone's consumption in the Moonlight Mask, but she obviously didn't expect the accidents caused by the habitual behavior of the dwarves in other cheap taverns.

"Dear guest, you have a total of 72 sun coins here, which can be converted into [-] dragon coins, and [-] gold coins, and some silver coins." The bartender showed a embarrassed look: "Unfortunately, it seems that it is not enough. "

He seemed to feel that the mage in front of him had a lot of background, so he explained in an aggrieved tone: "The cost of this bar cost thousands of dragon coins. In a place like Moonstone Mask, even if it is a small bump, we have to Replace it. So, it's really not blackmail."

Trish was at a loss for a moment.

"I'll build you a fine iron bar! Even if you fight on it, there will be no traces left!" Barn roared: "Is this enough?"

"No, that's not the same thing at all," the bartender whispered.

"How about that." Trixi took out a magic scroll from her bag: "I don't know its value. It contains the Magic Duncan mansion technique. I wonder if it can offset the compensation here?"

The bartender froze for a moment.

Those who were stunned together were all the guests in the Moonlight Mask who were paying attention to this side.

"Madunkin's mansion spell?" The bartender asked uncertainly, "The famous seven-ring spell? Will someone put such a lot of trouble into the spell scroll?"

"I don't know." Trish suddenly panicked:

"My teacher said so. She prepared a lot of these scrolls for me so that I could have a place to live in the wild."

(End of this chapter)