Book of Gods and Demons

Noon on December 2nd.

When Bavaria brought a group of subordinates to the Hyacinth Hotel aggressively, it was actually quite guilty.

Shilov, the second secretary of the embassy behind him, carefully took out a small account book, found the record of the Hyacinth Hotel on it, and secretly handed it to Bavaria to take a look.

Bavaria's face twitched fiercely.

The Embassy of the Lucia Empire in the Durham Empire still owes more than 137,000 gold marks in the Hyacinth Hotel.

For any Junker noble in the Durham Empire...

No, even an ordinary upper-middle businessman in the Durham Empire, with hundreds of thousands of gold marks, maybe just a month's worth of water?

This is not big money.

Hundreds of thousands of gold marks is really not a big money.

For the super Junkers, this may be the value of a bottle of top wine.

And please believe that for the extravagant Super Junkers, the price of a bottle of wine is more than 100,000 gold marks, which will definitely not be the top and most expensive wine they have ever drunk.

But as far as Bavaria and the poor Lucian Empire embassy in the Durham Empire are concerned, this money is a pig-killing knife hanging on their heads.

Because of this debt, Bavaria and his subordinates have been afraid to approach the block where the Hyacinth Hotel is for more than half a year.

"Your Excellency..." Shilov murmured vainly.

"I think it would be better for us to wait here for Joe Rong Witto to come out... I don't suggest, we just rush in with fanfare." His face was a little pale and seemed a bit overdrawn. Eugene whispered the suggestion.

Bavaria was silent for a while.

Seeing the incomparably luxurious gate of the Grand Hyacinth Hotel, completely made of natural crystal glass, and the maids in the foyer who were wearing Chinese clothes and welcoming guests with a perfect professional smile, Bavaria stomped her feet.

"Immediately, we will have money. Ahem, ahem, gentlemen, remember your identities. You are the diplomats of the great Lucia Empire. Among you, the one with the lowest rank is also an imperial earl!" Bavaria Very majestic reprimanded his subordinates.

"This, it's just a hotel...a hotel in a mere way, nothing more." Bavaria straightened his slightly outdated dress, and walked towards the Hyacinth Hotel with his head upright.

When Bavaria and dozens of subordinates pushed open the heavy crystal glass door and broke into the lobby of the Hyacinth Hotel, the expressions of the two hotel managers who were in charge of welcoming guests changed suddenly.

Their eyes widened, their pupils shrunk to the size of needles, staring at Bavaria in amazement like a ghost, and there was a slightly older manager with white sideburns, and even made a weird ‘chuck’ from his throat.

"Ba... Ba..." Another manager raised his right hand and pointed at Bavaria very rudely. He stammered for a long time, but couldn't say the name of Bavaria.

"Ah, long time no see...what's your name?" Bavaria nodded to the two managers with a grin, grabbed one of them by the shoulder, and drew him in front of him.

Compared to Bavaria, who is nearly eight feet tall, unfortunately, the manager who is only six feet tall and owes a little looks so'slim' and'petite'. He is like an unlucky elk, suddenly caught by a wild bear in the forest. Pulled into his arms.

"Haha, who can tell me which room Joe Jon Witto is in?" Bavaria grinned, and put his big mouth close to the manager's ear, squirting hot air.

Because the embassy's toothpaste powder has been exhausted and there is no money to replenish it for a while, Bavaria just rinsed his mouth with water as soon as possible, and failed to brush his teeth with toothpaste powder.

Therefore, the Bavarian tone at this moment is very heavy.

The hot air sprayed on the manager's face with a stench, and it made people feel like a bloodthirsty beast was talking in his ears.

The unlucky manager's face turned pale, and he stammered: "Ba...Your Excellency of Bavaria...I...I...we are...we will never...disclose the guests...**!"

"Then I'll kill you!" Bavaria grabbed the manager's neck with one hand, and with a little force with his five fingers, the manager's cervical vertebra groaned overwhelmedly. The Bavarian laughed strangely: "Wh, oh, oh, think it over, the one who offends my Bavarian master has never ended well... In Hyderabad, there are always dozens of people killed by me, right?"

"Tsk, tusk, those who dared to offend me and disrespect me were killed by me... Then, what was the result?" Bavaria looked at the almost suffocated manager triumphantly: "I'm still from the Lucia Empire. Ambassador, it’s nothing more than finding a scapegoat and sent to prison to commit the crime...Haha, do you think it’s difficult for me to find a scapegoat?"

"Even if there is no scapegoat, do you think your empire will fight the Lucia Empire by killing one, two, or three or five untouchables because of me?" The arrogant Bavaria opened his mouth, and the manager was pale and blue. He gave a fierce sip on his face: "Ah, white and tender, I really want to bake you... Hey, you people in the Durham Empire, but you are all delicate and tender. Lamb!"

The five fingers of Bavaria's right hand slammed hard, and the manager in his hand had already begun to roll his eyes, his lips turned blue and purple, and he was about to be strangled to death.

The waiters on the side hissed in exclamation, staggering one by one, backing backwards in horror.

"Set number one!" said the slightly older manager standing aside quickly: "Mr. Joe Jung Witto, he booked suite number one... Your Excellency Bavaria, please..."

He opened his hands and looked at Bavaria with a panic face, lest he would really kill his companion on the spot.

The people at the Embassy of the Lucia Empire in the Durham Empire have a very poor reputation in the imperial capital... In the eyes of the people of the Empire, this is a group of bandits and bandits from the ice desert, a group of uncivilized humanoid beasts.

Even if it is against professional ethics to reveal the private room where Joe is in, but for the life of his companion, I believe that both the hotel executives and Joe himself can understand this matter, right?

‘Ka Ka Ka’ smiled, and the triumphant Bavaria let go, dropped the fainted manager to the ground, and strode into the Hyacinth Hotel.

As he walked, he muttered in a low voice: "Ah, set number one... set number one... I heard that the guaranteed minimum consumption of a meal in it is 10,000 gold marks per capita? And only the dishes are not included. Drinks!"

"Damn it, do you eat gold? Even if you can eat it in, can you pull it out?" Bavaria was so jealous that his eyes were bloodshot, red like a hungry beast: "Wealth, too rich... Big Sheep , The real big sheep... Barbaria, you idiot, your letter arrived today!"

Passing through the luxurious lobby of the Grand Hyacinth Hotel, amidst a cry of exclamation, broke into the spiral staircase leading to the second floor. Bavaria took people strode all the way to the banquet hall on the second floor.

The movement of the Bavarian group is not slow, and the Hyacinth Hotel, as one of the top consumer places in the Imperial City, their reaction speed is not unpleasant. In Bavaria, they just ran to the door of the banquet hall on the second floor. A senior hotel manager, with seven or eight Kong Wu's powerful waiters, stood in front of them with smiles on their faces.

"Welcome to visit, Honorable Bavarian Lord... You haven't been here for a while... How about, or according to your old habit, first open an appetizing bottle of the "Fountain of Life" for you?"

The scalp was shaved, and the oval-shaped face was naturally with a three-point smile. The senior manager greeted Bavaria enthusiastically. The waiters behind him were neatly arranged, like a wall behind him. In a row.

Bavaria's face went dark.

This **** bald head spoke with enthusiasm, but looking at the performance of the people behind him, it was clear that he was guarding against Bavaria as a thief.

Bavaria coldly slammed forward.

"Oh, no!" The bald manager stretched out his hands, trying to block Bavaria.

Two low-level military attachés from the embassy rushed up, grabbed the bald manager's arm, and struck him silently with his fists. The bald manager rolled his eyes and softened to the ground a little bit.

The waiters in several hotels were shocked, they looked at the Bavarian group at a loss.

Two powerful military attaches took advantage of the trend and gave these waiters a punch in their hearts. Several waiters shook their bodies and fell to the ground almost at the same time.

The hotel guests and waiters who witnessed this scene exclaimed.

Bavaria gave a strange laugh, pushed open the door of the banquet hall with one hand, and led his subordinates through the magnificent banquet hall and into the corridor leading to the banquet room.

Being able to owe a bill of hundreds of thousands of gold marks at the Hyacinth Hotel, the Bavarian group is no stranger to the environment here.

Rushing all the way, amidst the exclamation of the waiters, Bavaria rushed to the end of the corridor and pushed open the door of Suite One.

The No. 1 suite is a large suite with complete functions, including billiard room, chess room, cigar room, lounge, bathroom and even shower room.

Director Joe and Hamer had a meal in the first set of restaurant, while Marcos, Lan Hibiscus, Lan Kikyo and others waited quietly in the lounge outside ~www.ltnovel.com~Bavaria hasn't opened the door yet. When they broke in, Marcos, Lan Hibiscus, Lan Kikyo and others had already reacted in advance. They stood up and put on a posture of confrontation with serious expressions.

Several senior military attachés of the embassy ‘Quack’ smiled strangely, and rushed out from behind Bavaria eagerly, and confronted Marcos and others face-to-face.

The faces of Marcos, Lan Mujin, Lan Kikyo and others changed suddenly!

Among the military attachés of the embassy brought by Bavaria, there are actually more than a dozen Tier 6 extraordinary!

Now in front of each of them, there was a tall, majestic, strong-spirited sixth-order powerhouse.

"You..." Marcos gritted his teeth and whispered.

Bavarian ‘haha’ smiled, ignoring the obstruction of the two waiters at the entrance of the restaurant, pushed open the door of the restaurant, then pinched the necks of the two waiters and threw them in.

"Joe Jon Witto... Nice to meet you!" Bavaria shook his arms and broke into the restaurant, yelling triumphantly.