Following the bishop back to the Great Hall and walking to the square where the Temple of Anonymous Temple belongs, Marceau found that the Ruoda square was full of tents, which should be the temporary residence of a large number of grassland elves pilgrims.

Youjiu noticed that some pilgrims were putting away their tents, and she pulled Marceau's sleeves: "Are they leaving?"

"It should be true, the pilgrims set out to the city of Stream after resting." Marceau replied in his own opinion.

The Fu Ji, who was walking in front, turned around and nodded at the cat and Youjiu with a smile: "Yes, every week we will let the young pilgrims who arrived last week form a group. There is not much danger on the way north, but it is always safer for young people to walk together."

This is true. Although the north is safer in terms of the overall environment, as the Bishop said, safety is the first priority. After all, there are still many dangers in the wilderness in this era, such as some disobedient dragons, which cannot be handled by a few small teams of pilgrims.

"So that's it. Thank you for your explanation, Mr. Fujiu." Youjiu smiled and lowered her head and bowed.

"You're welcome, little guy, although you are a foreigner, we grassland elves do not distinguish between each other, for the best way of goodness." Mr. Fu Ji responded with a smile.

Walking between the tents, curious pilgrims would occasionally cast their sights on the cat. When they were about to enter the Great Hall, the cat listened successfully and heard the conversation between the pilgrims: "Did that cat cub, did you see Mr. Ronard and His Highness Enlai in the Hero Cemetery outside Bern that day?"

"It should be right. I heard from those lucky compatriots that they are really lucky kitten people!"

"This kind of strong fortune that can be passed down for generations is really enviable."

The cat cub was very happy to shake his ears. This kind of thing that encounters legendary heroes and divine clones in the same camp is a good thing that other players dare not dream of. The divine clones and legendary heroes have a good memory. With this first side, if the attributes match the camps when they meet again for the second time, maybe there will be good things coming. Although Marceau is a shaman, he may not be able to obtain any hidden profession, but as long as the cat cub is still walking on the road of goodness and cooperating with legendary values ​​and reputation, he will definitely get some rewards from these great gods in the kind camp.

Of course, this kind of good thing is usually for players in the kind and neutral camp. If players in the evil camp encounter such a thing, is it a good thing... Only God knows. Maybe those NPC strong men in the evil camp don’t like the players. It’s normal to kill directly, because they are those chaotic and evil guys. For these guys who don’t have brains, seeing players in the same camp is essentially no different from players in the kind camp. Whether to support or dig a hole and bury them depends on their mood.

After entering the Great Hall, the Bishop turned around: "Wuan, Su's descendant, Payne's darling, Sakalam's witch hunting cat, welcome to Provence. I don't know how you slept in the Dream Broken Hotel."

"The pillows and bed are soft, and it is a great hotel." Youjiu immediately gave a quick answer.

This answer made the Bishop's face full of smiles: "Yes, for you outsiders who are working hard to maintain the best way of goodness, the Dream Hotel is indeed the best place to rest."

"Thank you for your hospitality." Marceau has heard of the Dream Hotel for a long time. He heard that this hotel has a very special place. For players in the kind camp, the Dream Hotel is the safest place. It is considered an extension of the goodwill system of the entire plane. Any attack is invalid for it, even if the attack was launched by the gods.

In this hotel, players in the kind camp will get the best rest. In the eyes of players in the kind camp, all the decorations of the hotel are the most luxurious. Marceau is very satisfied with his mat, the duck down core is super soft. In reality, cats do not have this kind of sleeping mat.

When neutral players enter this hotel, they will be treated differently according to their other half's tendencies. Neutral and kind players need to be more interested in this luxurious hotel like an emperor.

In the eyes of completely neutral players, this is an ordinary hotel. Although it is ordinary, it is still good to sleep.

In the eyes of the orderly neutral players, this is a very nicely decorated hotel, but there is no waiter who needs to make their own food, which is because it is foodies who only know how to eat but not make them.

Like the evil and chaotic players who are obedient and orderly, they will be surrounded by a fantasy when they enter the Dream Hotel. Players need to make reasonable responses to escape from the sky. If they cannot escape... Use the resurrection stone to resurrect, your body and your equipment will be "recycled" by the Dream Hotel.

...Wait a minute, I almost forgot that if it is a chaotic and evil and neutral evil player, they will not be able to see the Dream Broken Hotel at all. If they are lucky enough to enter this hotel, they will be forced to conduct a series of illusion identifications. Any failure will be doomed because the Dream Broken Hotel will directly tear the player's soul apart. Usually, this character of the player is really dead.

If you are lucky enough to pass the appraisal, then congratulations, players, you will be on the gray list of Dreams Hotel, and you will be able to stay in Dreams Hotel, but if you do evil deeds again, this night in Dreams Hotel will be the last night for your character.

"Don't be polite, this is what you deserve. The God of the God Anonymous also saw everything you did for good along the way, but I was also very curious about why you went to that bell tower." The bishop's curiosity made Marsole stunned for a moment, and then out of respect for the bishop of the Anonymous, the cat told all the causes and consequences.

"Mr. Leonard thinks this is wrong, so he asked me to come to this bell tower to find Hill... But as soon as we entered the bell tower, we saw a dead soul." To be honest, Marceau was a little confused about the current situation.

"About this question... I think you should ask Mr. Hill in person." After that, the Bishop turned around and looked at the side hall: "Mr. Hill, don't you come out to meet the agent of the God of Revenge?"

Marso turned his head and saw the young man walking out of the side hall.

"Hello, Marceau, Su's descendant, I think you must have many questions to ask me," he said.

In response, the cat nodded: "Yes, under the gaze of the Anonymous God, I hope you can give me a more reasonable answer." (To be continued.)

ps: There is only this today, I want to take a break early... I feel a little bit lately...
Chapter completed!