Chapter 469 War Horse Hidden Mark

Author: Night Knight

Chapter 469 War Horse Hidden Mark

While following Ella to the guest room, Luna suddenly asked: "Miss Ella, is there any story behind your bar? Is it related to the Druid? I always feel that there is a unique sacred atmosphere on it."

They had already touched on this topic when they first entered the tavern, but were sidetracked at that time. What happened next was beyond everyone's expectations, and the topic was shelved directly.

But this matter still attracted Luna's attention. She observed the bar counter whenever she had nothing to do, and the more she felt about it, the more unusual it became.

"There is indeed a legend. Our village of Amphail holds the Deer Girl Festival every year on the last day of August to commemorate this legend. It is said that the first person to live in Amphail Village was Meili, the forest and ranger goddess.

Priestess of Kai.

It was she who single-handedly founded the village of Amphair. She had the ability to transform into a deer. One day when she was transforming into a deer, she was shot by a ignorant and visiting noble from Waterdeep City. Even after she transformed back into a human form, this

A group of nobles are still chasing her.

She fled back to the village and all the way to the bar of the Antler Pot Tavern. She was begging for help before she died. Her blood was sprinkled all over the road, including the bar.

There are legends that this priestess is not an ordinary priestess, but an incarnation of the goddess in disguise.

Therefore, believers of the goddess Melika often come to the tavern from far away just to kiss the bar. They say that by doing so, they can ask the goddess a question and get a clear answer, but they can only do it once a year." Ai.

La knows this matter very well.

Luna's first reaction after hearing the story was: "What was the point of Goddess Melikai doing this in the first place? Even if she transforms into a deer, she can kick those ignorant nobles to death with one hoof, right?"

"Fables warn the world. This is the favorite technique of the gods. Most likely, the goddess Melikai wants to use this incident to warn the world not to hunt and kill wild creatures for fun, because what you see with the naked eye is often just the appearance.

, by the time you discover the truth, it will be too late to regret it." Gavin explained on the side.

"That's right." Ella agreed, "When many rangers and druids talked about this matter, they answered other people's questions like this. Here are these two rooms. The conditions are a bit crude. Please don't

mind."

"I am very satisfied if I have a place to stay. How can I dare to force something? Thank you very much, Ms. Ella, for today. See you tomorrow." Gavin said with a smile.

"See you tomorrow." After Ella opened the room, she said goodbye and left.

Seeing that Luna seemed to want to follow him to his room and had something to talk about, Gavin shook his head and said, "If you have any questions, we can talk later."

They are now living in someone else's territory and must be careful that the walls have ears.

Although Father Craven and the others treat him well, it is always right to be a little cautious if people are at a distance.

"Okay." Luna was not a dazed person who had just embarked on an adventure. She knew what Gavin was worried about, so she waved her hand and said, "We'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Gavin nodded and walked into the room.

The area is not large, more than ten square meters. If you put a bed in it, it will be a bit full. It is just a place for sleeping. The toiletries are fully prepared.

But Gavin didn't move. Instead, he used several sets of his own portable dimensional cave. Even the water was pure water made using the water-making technique.

Unless it was a special situation like before, when Gavin was walking outside, he would not eat other people's food or drink other people's water. He didn't even prepare a bed to sleep on. He took out a blanket and wrapped it directly around himself.

, got into the most hidden corner of the room, sat cross-legged on the ground, and entered a trance state.

This habit is not unique to him, most extraordinary adventurers in Faerun share this virtue.

Because no one knows whether the stranger opposite is a human or a ghost.

During the day, he is still warm and hospitable, treating you as a biological brother he has never met.

In the evening, I sharpen my knife and prepare to kill you as a fat sheep and throw you into the hanging pot as the staple food tomorrow.

Although the possibility here is unlikely, we cannot be 100% sure that it is not.

After entering a trance this time, Gavin rarely did anything messy, but concentrated on recuperating.

All the news that should be released has been released.

All that's left is to wait for tomorrow to see how the reaction in Amphiel Village changes, and then you can act accordingly.

Generally speaking, I don't have much conflict of interest with the local indigenous people. On the contrary, there are still many transactions that I can make, and then I can dig out the treasures I need and officially start my journey to become an arcana master.

After bidding farewell to Gavin, Ella did not return to her room, but returned to the tavern hall.

Sure enough, the tavern owner and the waitresses were all there, chatting in whispers. You knew the topic without asking. They were the young couple she had just sent to the back.

Just as Gavin couldn't immediately trust these locals, they were still doubtful about their true origins.

A waitress with a bit of baby fat on her face asked curiously: "Dad, are you really sure that he is the owner of Vizeme Manor? He is too young."

"Does it matter to us whether it is or is not?" Craven said calmly, "As long as he has a steady stream of ghost wine in his hand, he is not the same. If he can't take it out, then he is not."

"Whether it is or not will be known tomorrow morning." Ella added with a smile, "I heard that he is here to buy war horses in bulk. Those who have war horses for sale will definitely go to check his details overnight. For

For those big families, this is not difficult, so if any of you want to touch his bed, you have to wait until tomorrow night."

"Bah! You just want to touch his bed! You are talking as if we are escort dancers at the Happy Hall opposite."

"Stop pretending, you were almost sticking to people before, and you just had to write your thoughts on your face."

"If you say anything again, I'll tear your mouth apart."

"Ha...I'm afraid of you! Come and try!"

"Just try it."

"Just joking, I hope you will think carefully before getting involved with him. I can't understand this young man. Not only for you, but even for Amphier Village, he is just a passerby.

If you stay here for a while, you will pack your bags and hit the road, and it will be difficult for you to catch up with him." Craven warned solemnly.

Even if you raise kittens and puppies for a long time, you will develop feelings for them, let alone these girls who have been with you for many years.

Although they are relatively outstanding among their peers, they are completely inferior to that young man.

If he stayed by his side and guarded this tavern, he could at least guarantee that before he died, he would watch them get married and have children, and ensure that their whole family would have enough food and clothing.

But once they choose to follow him out of this village, what they will face in the future depends on their own circumstances.

"Dad, don't worry, we are not three-year-old children. We know what we are doing and what we want."

"That's right, dad, we will not leave you. We will also support you in your old age. Sisters, what do you think?"

"Yes, Dad, how could we bear to leave you!"

The six waitresses laughed and comforted Craven.

"Okay, it's so late, don't go back at all, just sleep in the tavern. I guess there will be more fun tomorrow, you guys are busy." Craven waved his hand and drove the six waitresses back.

In his own room, he was sitting at the bar without moving.

After all six waitresses left, Craven took out a crystal ball from the hidden compartment under the bar. He believed that his old friend should be interested in this young man, but he didn't know if he was free now.

After wiping the crystal ball three times and seeing no reaction from it, Craven could only stuff it back into the secret compartment. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seemed that his old friend had no idea where he was going to take risks again.

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The spell caster is good. At the same age, he becomes more energetic and energetic, and he is still prosperous on the road of adventure.

On the other hand, I have already entered my retirement career, and my health has begun to decline year by year. If I don't consider life extension methods, in another two or thirty years, it will be difficult to hold the dishes and chopsticks by myself, let alone the wine shaker.

Time just doesn't pass by. In the blink of an eye, life is already approaching twilight.

Stimulated by Gavin, Craven fell into the rare lamentation of an elderly person and sat at the bar until dawn.

His exclamation was completely unnecessary.

At his professional level, lifespan cannot be completely measured according to ordinary people. It is normal to live to be one hundred, thirty or forty years old.

If you can go one step further and step into the legend, your life will be doubled.

Not to mention there are so many life-extending methods, it just depends on what you want to think about. Of course, most of the life-extending methods have serious side effects, such as vampires' bloodthirst, and lichs need soul nourishment.

Craven's guess was correct, today was destined to be a busy day at the Antler Pot Tavern.

As soon as it dawned, there were crowds of people outside the door.

Moreover, in Amphail Village, they are considered to be prominent people. They are the stewards of major racecourses and the owners of independent racecourses.

They appeared here at the same time, which indirectly proved that Gavin's identity was no longer in doubt. He was the Gavin Nott from Wezemay Manor.

In addition, more information about him has also been dug up.

He is also the uncrowned king of the kobold lords in a rocky land, with tens of thousands of kobolds working to mine for him day and night.

He was also a dragon slayer, and he could kill the young red dragon that had been causing trouble on the East Road for many years with one man and one horse.

These are secondary to these racecourse owners. The most important thing is that they are rich, very rich, and have the intention to buy horses, and the intention to buy a large number of horses.

Once the two pieces of information were combined, he immediately became their most distinguished guest, worthy of their waiting outside the door early in the morning.

"Mr. Gavin, this is the situation now. How are you going to deal with it?" Ella carefully introduced the situation outside Xuanlu to Gavin.

"Thank you, I understand." Gavin turned to Craven and said, "Teacher, can you borrow the tavern?"

"There won't be any guests so early. You can do whatever you want." Craven yawned and walked to the backyard. "I'm old, I'm old, I'm old. This sleep is getting more and more sleepy. You are busy, I will go there again.

Get some sleep."

The tavern owner's meaning is obvious. You can use the tavern, but he will not be involved in the affairs here.
To be continued...