Chapter 246

Add hot water

I heard a voice outside the door.

Morgan just raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

It seems that the value and purchasing power of the gold coin I gave are greater than I thought.

Although it is only a bare gold coin without printed patterns or character avatars.

But gold has always been a hard currency.

Here is no exception.

"No need."

Morgan refused the woman outside without hesitation.

Cover the towel on your face again.

The purpose of a woman who comes to the door at this time can't be more obvious.

then.

He heard insulting words beginning with F whispering outside.

Ignore the movement outside the door.

Morgan went straight to sleep in the tub.

It was already afternoon when I woke up again.

Simply change your clothes and throw everything else into the dimensional ring in your hand.

Don't expect too much security in such a tavern.

Morgan didn't even bring his sword, so he put on a robe and went out directly.

Open the door.

A loud noise could be heard immediately from the direction of the stairs below.

Down the second floor.

Morgan walked into the tavern hall.

I found that the black apple tavern was almost full.

The loud drinkers have a concave and convex figure, but it is obvious that the old tavern waitresses are busy shuttling back and forth.

"Hello, guest, how are you resting..."

"Would you like something?"

Morgan just approached the bar, and the young bartender he met in the morning greeted him warmly again.

"Roast deer steak in the morning..."

"And the smoked fish tastes good. Have another one..."

Morgan knocked on the bar and said, "by the way, two more beers."

"OK..."

"Do you need anything else?"

"Baigang has the best smoked fish in the north. If guests like to eat fish..."

"Yes, that's all."

"Hurry up..."

Interrupting the bartender's promotion, Morgan waved and went straight to the last smaller table in the hall.

Sit at the wine table.

Feel the lively and strong market atmosphere at the bottom of the tavern.

Morgan feels good.

Speaking of, he was in the last Middle Earth world.

Because of the need to follow Gandalf and a group of plot characters.

He has always had a sense of urgency.

However, at that time, his strength was too poor. In addition, whether it was because of money, soul power, and the progress of world exploration, he needed to follow the people and participate in it.

Now came to this world.

To a world where betrayal and murder can be staged at any time.

Come to this world where there is no absolute protagonist, or everyone is the protagonist.

Morgan's mind clearly became active.

Conspiracy and betrayal means that he will not give his back to anyone.

There is no absolute protagonist, which also means that Morgan can't follow the progress of exploration behind the protagonist as in the last world.

Although he doesn't see the actions of many plot characters in the world.

With his current strength, his understanding of the new world and his own system.

Morgan can find another shortcut to increase his exploration progress.

But now the time is too short, and his understanding of the world is far from enough.

Everything needs to be done slowly and in the long run.

Meditation.

A voice suddenly sounded.

"Hello, guest..."

"Here's your order..."

A well built tavern maid had brought a plate to Morgan's table.

"Is this the first time the guest has come?"

"I've never seen you before

The waitress put all the food on the table and asked casually.

Morgan is not like many greasy middle-aged old men on other wine tables around. He either takes advantage of words or wants to do something.

He responded coldly and calmly to the maid's warmth.

Then, the maid had to give up the foreigner and rich man heard from the bartender.

"Hey, did you hear that old Paul in corner street caught a 300 pound yellow bone fish yesterday. He was really rich..."

"Of course I heard. I not only know that old Paul caught the big guy, but also know that old Paul slept at Julia's house in Rose Street last night..."

"Shit, I envy that old guy Paul. Julia's bitch's breasts are so fucking attractive..."

"When I make money, I must go to Gan her once..."

"Ha ha, mark, it's not just your dream. All the men on corner street think so..."

"Ha ha, come and drink to our dreams..."

“......”

"It's getting colder and colder..."

"It's hard to go to sea at night..."

"It's still comfortable to have a drink here..."

"Is winter coming?"

"Yes, it's close..."

"Well, I wish I could come later..."

"Same, come on, drink..."

“......”

"Damn it, who does she think she is? If it weren't for me, she would be seventeen... No, she would have to sell when she was fifteen..."

"Now she caught up with the little white face. She met me today and said she didn't know me..."

"I tell you, Daniel, if it weren't for..."

“......”

In the hall of the tavern, all kinds of noisy voices kept coming from around.

Morgan cut a piece of deer row and stuffed it into the entrance. While chewing, he listened to all kinds of news and rumors of all living beings in the surrounding market.

With his ears at this time, he can hear too much gossip as long as he wants.

However, most of the drinkers who often mingle in such taverns are only the bottom fishermen of the white port, which is called the "mouth of the north".

The verbal communication between them except fishing.

The most discussed information is women, Rose Street, prostitutes and so on.

Morgan naturally finds it difficult to hear useful or interesting information.

But he still ate, drank and listened quietly.

In the last world, he traveled with a group of guys who were either rich or distinguished. There were few times like this.

Now come to this world.

He obviously has to adapt and get used to a similar life.

"I have a friend..."

"Just returned from the Duke's Winterfell..."

At this time, a voice suddenly poured into my ears from the noise around me.

Morgan's face brightened and there was a glimmer of interest on his face.

He stopped the tableware in his hand and began to listen carefully.

"It is said that the Duke executed a soldier not long ago..."

"It's no big deal for a soldier to be executed..."

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet..."

"You should know that the soldier was executed by the Duke himself, and it is said that the soldier saw" strange ghosts "

"Strange ghost"... What's that? "

"PREET, you don't even know about ghosts?"

"Ha ha, you really surprised me..."

"Keep your voice down..."

"Tell me about the ghost..."

"No problem, but this one is for you..."

"Damn it, you really pick the time..."

"I agree. Come on, I'll ask you to come back..."

"Ha ha, that's not necessarily..."

Two voices were bargaining.

Morgan listened quietly, his face unchanged.

Just then.

"Bang..."

A tall wooden glass full of beer was heavily placed on the table in front of him.

Then an uninvited big figure sat opposite.