Chapter 9

In front of the oak door, modrian looked at the guests in the tavern for some reason, but good aristocratic etiquette kept him in a state of mind and grinned.

"Sorry to bother you!"

Glancing at the position behind the door, two burly men sat on the wooden chair talking and laughing at each other, but between talking and laughing, their indifferent eyes slightly swept over modrian and his party, with strong vigilance.

Without paying attention to this, modrian looked around at the remaining seats around him. There was enough space. Then he pulled off his dark cloak and sprinkled rain on the ground.

"Welcome to the oak tavern. Can I help you?" old John said, looking at modrian and dreus sitting at the bar with muddy eyes.

"Are there any accommodation rooms? About thirteen," said modrian, with a slightly stiff arm, as the temperature in the tavern was appropriate.

"Do you have any other recommended food? Serve a few first. I'm a little hungry."

"Yes, guest, please wait a minute," old John yelled at a corner of the tavern. "Rossetti, go up and tidy up the customer service. There are guests staying tonight."

"Oh, Dad, I'll go right away." a thin young man quickly got up from the wooden table and hurried up the stairs of the tavern. He seemed to wake up soon.

"Wild boar chops and fire cooking wine are our specialties. Would you like some first?" old John said, turning the wooden wine glass.

"Yes, let's start with four boar chops and two fire cooking wine. It's troublesome." modrian nodded. Traveling in the cold temperature will accelerate the consumption of body functions and make people feel hungry faster.

"Help us prepare more food and wine, and other partners will come right away."

"Well, OK, I'll go to the kitchen first." old John inadvertently looked at dreus deeply, and his muddy eyes flashed an inexplicable look.

The noisy atmosphere returned to the oak tavern. Businessmen and mercenaries no longer pay attention to strangers and talk about their own anecdotes and gossip.

Modrian is no stranger to pubs. During his wandering trip for more than a month, he has stayed in many pubs with different characteristics, which is similar to the existence of bars in previous lives. However, most of the people active in the pubs are running goods merchants, wandering mercenaries, or gangsters.

During the waiting time, modrian looked at the internal environment of the tavern. There were some unknown animal bones hanging on the surrounding walls. This rough and savage decoration was very suitable for the northern region, and there were few blue strawberry hotels.

"Hey, man, what are you doing in irvindale Town, ready to explore the renwal mountains?" muttered old Jack at the bar.

As the nearest town to the renwal mountains, irvindale welcomes many mercenaries, businessmen and strangers of all kinds every year.

"Yes, I am a pioneer knight, sent here by the family to explore territory." modrian shrugged his shoulders and said reluctantly.

"Ha, poor little fellow, pioneer knight? I haven't seen him in irvindale town for a long time." old Jack took a sip of liquor and wiped his greasy mouth.

There are few ownerless places on the continent of caladimos, which are basically delimited by many countries. Coincidentally, the renwal mountains are one of the few disputed ownerless places.

The longwall mountains, which are covered with ice and snow all the year round, lie in the north of the kaladimos continent. To the north of the mountains is the eilanfaro empire. Because of the huge area of the mountains, they borders almost more than a dozen countries, and the disputes surrounding them also follow.

"Unfortunately, the renwal mountains have become more and more dangerous in recent ten years. There are all kinds of powerful beasts in the depths of the mountains. Many mercenaries and explorers have gone forever and almost become a forbidden area for life."

"Of course, there are some pioneering Knights like you, but the ending is the same. It is estimated that your territorial dream will be broken here," old Jack said, looking at modrian interestingly.

Hearing the speech, modrian frowned. He didn't seem to expect that the situation would be so bad, which was different from the news he inquired about in edalas city.

In other words, he did not expect that Viscount Brooke had made arrangements for his "reward".

"What happened that made the renwall mountains a forbidden area?" modrian asked curiously.

"I don't know." old Jack shook his head slowly and took the last bite of rice. "If you want to go to the renwall mountains, it may be helpful to find a familiar guide."

"It's time to rest when you're old. I've told you what I know. You can inquire about the specific news in the town of irvindale."

There seemed to be no desire to go on. Old Jack pushed away the food plate in front of him and stood up from the wooden chair. The tall skeleton showed his once strong and burly body, but he wasted time to become a white haired old man.

"Guest, your boar row rice and flame cooking wine are ready, please enjoy it slowly!" old John's old voice sounded in his ear, drawing modrian's attention back.

"Thank you!"

Modrian directly picked up the transparent wine burning bottle on the bar, drank it, warmed his body like a fire, and then began to taste the signature wild boar rice.

"It tastes good!" said modrian with great appreciation. As a food lover in his previous life, it is also a good experience to pursue the enjoyment of taste.

After dinner, modrian and his party all stayed in the oak tavern. Although it was not as comfortable as the blue strawberry Hotel, it was clean and tidy.

However, due to the bad and changeable weather in the northern part of the Kingdom, modrian can only stay in the town of ewendel to supplement some materials necessary for pioneering, and inquire about the information around the town of ewendel by the way.

Irvindale town is located in the north of stoke Kingdom, on the edge of the renwal mountains. As a small town in the north, it has attracted many wandering mercenaries all year round.

In addition, there are rumors that there are countless treasures in the renwal mountains, and more and more mercenaries with adventurous (dying) spirit enter them recklessly. However, the terrible low temperature and wild animals across the mountains make it a famous life forbidden area on the karadimos continent.

In addition to mercenaries, some shrewd traders also sought business opportunities to come to the town of ewendell.

After all, there will always be hungry beasts rushing out of the renwal mountains to attack the surrounding villagers, and the fur of those beasts symbolizing booty is very popular with the aristocrats of the upper class.

There may be many reasons. The former Beiguo town has gradually changed into a transit base and trade town in recent years.

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In the bustling aristocratic District of edalas City, there is a magnificent courtyard somewhere.

There is a decadent sound slowly coming out of the exquisite wooden building. Sometimes there will be a panting groan to interrupt the zither, accompanied by a low roar, leaving only a gasping breath.

"What's the matter?" seemed to recover for a while, and a soft male voice came from the wooden building.

"My Lord, the mission failed."

"Hehe, it's expected. After all, our glorious Knight Ferdinand has been confirmed dead within the family. Ha, he died in the hands of an aristocratic young master!" the soft male voice mocked himself.

"After all, I underestimated the hidden power of the Peres family, but it's time to end it. Contact the Jackdaw. I hope I can hear your good news as soon as possible!"

"Yes, sir!" the black shadow emerged and disappeared from the exquisite wooden building, and then the decadent sound sounded again.