The Emerald Tower

　　 Horn town, located in Yorkshire, is very close to the emerald capital. It only takes about three hours to ride a horse.

However, Dean certainly does not have a horse; after all, horses are still a luxury to him now-therefore, after dealing with the corpses of Sally and the opponent, and changing out the conspicuous military uniforms, the appearance With a slight change, he left Dean near the Emerald Capital and spent a full day's trip before entering the horn town of Yorkshire.

　　Here is a town on his way to the Knights of Fecharen--in fact, according to the map, it is not particularly necessary, and even a little detour.

However, here, according to Dean’s memory, something has happened in the last few days-and this event is directly related to him, whether it is for his future development or weakening the Central Knights' deputy. The long forces, he must participate in this matter!

　　 Therefore, Dean would rather go around and choose here as his first stop.

　　 Of course, in Horn Town, he still needs to add some necessary equipment.

Although the town of Horn is not big, because it is very close to the emerald capital, it has become a foothold for northerners, especially northern merchants, before they actually enter the emerald capital; therefore, even in a small town, it is quite It’s prosperous; there are not only pubs, restaurants, grocery stores, but even a tailor shop.

　　 "I need a cloak, the kind with a hood, it's best to be waterproof!"

A silver corso was wiped out. With the flick of Dean’s thumb, the silver corso with a shining luster fell into the hands of the tailor’s shop owner, making the other party’s smile brighter, and In addition to the cloak, a pair of leather gloves was also presented—not valuable leather gloves, but ordinary animal skins; therefore, even with this pair of gloves, the opponent is profitable; at least two About ten coppers.

　　 This is obviously a very good business for the tailor shop owner.

Therefore, when Dean left, the owner of the tailor shop was very courteous and showed off until Dean entered the restaurant next to the tailor shop-this is a restaurant that fits the location of Horn Town, located in the small town. In the middle, it is very convenient for merchants traveling from north to south.

　　 In the restaurant, there are not only casual seats for townspeople and ordinary businessmen, but also private boxes for real nobles upstairs.

　　 Dean’s ordinary dress is undoubtedly introduced into the banquet——

　　 "Sir, what do you need?"

　　The waiter was a young man, very energetic, and asked with a smile.

　　 "I want a roast beef, one on the hind leg, and a glass of ale! Remember to be fast, in order to get rid of those goods, I am so hungry!"

　　 Dean, who spoke extremely fast, gave out five coppers—and the food he just asked for was only worth four coppers at the most; obviously the extra one was a tip.

　　 "No problem, sir!"

　　 The waiter’s smile became brighter, and afterwards, he put one of the five coppers into his pocket without any trace, and then walked quickly into the kitchen.

At the moment when the waiter brought out the food, Dean’s gaze randomly looked around, just like those customers who were waiting for the food to pass the time; however, compared with the genuine randomness of these customers, Dean’s gaze had Own purpose.

　　 It’s just a pretty good disguise, and it’s impossible to find it at all. In the original career as an assassin, Dean did such a thing how many times, for the completion rate of the mission, it almost became Dean’s instinct.

At the rest of the restaurant, most of them were businessmen, with a few local people. Dean quickly distinguished from their dresses and the words of the people at the table; undoubtedly, he was not waiting for these people. The goal-so, very naturally, Dean's gaze began to look upstairs.

　　 Soon, a private room attracted his attention.

　　 Compared with the other three private rooms, this one on the far right has nothing special, except that there is an extra person at its door.

　　 The dress of leather armor and dagger shows the identity of the opponent's guard, especially the look of vigilant look, which is undoubtedly confirmed.

　　 Dean's gaze avoided before the opponent glanced over, but the light from the corner of his eye kept looking there.

The noise in the restaurant made Dean unable to hear everything that happened in the private room, but judging from the nervous look of the guard, it was clear that some things inside were reaching the most critical juncture-even though the guard could be called Dutiful, but undoubtedly not a good player.

If you are a really good hand, there will be no expression on your face at any time, even if you pierce the enemy's chest with a dagger, and crush the heart, you will still be expressionless, like the coldest blooded assassin. ——In Dean's opinion, the first-class guards and the first-class assassins are the same thing; it's just that the latter is more concealed.

　　 Of course, this situation is naturally due to Dean's opinion.

　　 If there is any good hand, he will undoubtedly make everything difficult with his current state of ‘whitewashing’.

"what!"

　　 Just as Dean was observing closely, a scream suddenly came out of the private room. Even the noise in the restaurant could not hide such a sharp scream—female, and a younger woman.

Dean subconsciously judged the owner of the screaming, and other guests in the restaurant also cast their eyes on the private room where the screams were heard; however, after seeing the guard holding a dagger, most of the fierce expressions The sane guests bowed their heads and continued to eat their own food.

　　 And the waiter who got Dean's tip quickly ran down the street and shouted loudly: "Guard, guard!"

At the same time, the owner of the restaurant ran upstairs. Of course, he was not alone. He was also followed by a fat man. The greasy body and the boning knife on his body showed his identity. A cook.

　　 "Stop!"

　　 The dedicated guard, holding a short sword, shouted fiercely.

　　 "Dear guest, don't get me wrong..."

　　 The owner of the restaurant is a thin man with a professional smile as a businessman. At this time, he is working hard to make his smile appear more sincere, so as to get the favor of the other party.

"The lady inside is my wife. It is only helping me to manage business here, not those... Moreover, my waiter has just gone to report to the guards because of panic. Know that our Captain Mark is quite a Serious guard captain; so, I think we have a little misunderstanding!"

　　 With a smile, the restaurant owner continued to explain, but the meaning was clear enough, and the high volume was obviously not talking to the guard.

　　 "Well, there is a misunderstanding!"

A voice came from the box, and then the door of the box opened. A woman with a panic face clutched her chest and ran out. Under the sign of the restaurant owner, she quickly ran downstairs and behind her. , A chubby, but well-dressed man walked out slowly.

　　 "Honorable lord, I have no intention to offend you..."

　　 When the owner of the restaurant saw the fat middle-aged man, he immediately bowed and bent over, as did the cook behind him; as for the boning knife?

　　 was hidden behind him long ago.

　　 If he dared to flash his knife in front of such a big man, then he would not be far away from death.

Snapped!

The restaurant owner who was bent over to salute just straightened his waist and was staggered by a loud slap. After that, before he could react, he put a heavy kick on his belly; immediately, this The skinny restaurant owner rolled down the stairs like a ball.

　　 "Now, the misunderstanding is explained clearly!"

The fat middle-aged man took out a white handkerchief and wiped the right hand of the restaurant owner who had just hit the restaurant owner. He nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the other party’s bloodied head and fell to the ground. Then, he turned to look silently. Downstairs, everyone who stared at him bowed their heads in silence and staggered their gazes~www.readwn.com~ which made him more satisfied.

　　 And Dean was also satisfied—Although he pretended to bow his head in a hurry, Dean completely confirmed the identity of the other party: Ruman Pola.

　　 The uncle of the deputy head of the Central Knights, the person in charge of the underground business of the Pola family.

　　 His main goal this time, or... the interest that the other party needs to pay!

　　 At this time, there were jumbled footsteps on the street, and the loud sound of the scabbard colliding.

Such a sound caused the noble master to frown and gave up the idea of ​​catching the woman back. After all, she was just a restaurant proprietress. Although she was a bit charming, she was not worthy of his share, especially in Jade. Outside the capital, it wouldn't be good to really cause any trouble. You must know that the Marquis of York is not something to cause trouble.

What's more, he also came with an important task, thinking of his brother, who was also the patriarch of the Paola family, and this noble master changed his original mind; he waved at the guard and said to the latter's ear After whispering a few words, the noble master continued to walk into the box, while the guard went downstairs and walked out of the restaurant.

　　 After a while, I returned again.

　　 During this period, the sound of footsteps that just sounded and the sound of colliding with the scabbard also disappeared.

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