"That's it."
"By the way, Master Dick, if you want to know this kind of information in detail, you can go to the tavern and ask about it after you enter the city. There are many mercenaries there, and the boss should know this very well."
"Thank you very much."
"You're welcome. Then... walk slowly."
"Well, I won't disturb you anymore, let's check the next person quickly."
Dick nodded, then led the horse towards the city.
After entering the city, looking at the surrounding spacious roads and the two-story stone and wood houses on both sides, Dick felt a little uncomfortable.
This place is full of European style, clean, tidy and spacious, completely different from the simple little place Odinburg.
The most important thing is that you can obviously see women passing by with fashionable clothes and exquisite makeup.
Seeing the beautiful scenery in front of me, Dick is not in a bad mood now, so I stopped and admired it for a moment.
Of course, Dick only appreciates the scenery and nothing else.
But when he came to his senses after a moment, he was faced with another problem. He had forgotten to ask the soldier captain where the tavern was.
Although the original person has been here before, he only came once. The memory is so long that he no longer remembers it.
Why don't you go back and ask?
Just do what you said, Dick turned around and walked towards the city gate again.
After a few steps, he stopped because he saw an acquaintance being examined.
Ahead, the soldier captain spoke lazily, "Another demon hunter is here. Have you also been awarded some title by the king?"
"Yes."
"What is your title?" The soldier captain's tone instantly became respectful.
"[Geralt of Sarleon]."
"[Geralt of Sarleon]? Humph! Do you know where this place is?" The soldier captain's tone suddenly turned disdainful.
"Longsong Harbor."
"Then do you know which kingdom Longsong Harbor belongs to?"
"Northern Kingdoms."
"Are you kidding me? Since this is Northern Kingdoms, how can the title you obtained at Sarleon work here?
"Besides, our Northern Kingdoms has had conflicts with Sarleon over border issues from time to time. Just forget about it and I won't arrest you. Pay the money as soon as possible!"
Seeing Geralt take out a row of coins from his clothes and hand them over without saying a word.
"Not 10 copper Kelang, but 10 silver Kelang."
"But you just now?"
"Just now was just now, and now is now.
"Don't think that just because you are a demon hunter is a big deal. I am also a guard under the duke. I am not afraid of you!"
"I also saw your companions being put on a prison van and sent to Ravenstern City. Your good days as demon hunters may be over."
"Ahem!"
The soldier captain turned around and saw Dick walking up to him with a faint smile.
"Master Dick, why are you back again?"
"Oh~, I just don't know where the tavern is. Come back and ask for directions."
"Turn left, walk 100 meters, then turn right again, go straight until you reach the end."
"I also want to ask, what did you mean when you said you encountered a prison van and saw a witcher imprisoned in it, and that our good days as witchers are over?"
The soldier captain's eyes flickered, and after a moment he smiled bitterly and said, "I'm just talking nonsense, please don't embarrass me."
"Then can you tell me what that demon hunter looks like? I know you must have seen his appearance."
"This..."
After Dick touched the pocket, he patted the soldier captain's hand gently. The latter felt the shape of Kelang in his hand, took it calmly, put it into his sleeve, and said with a smile on his face:
"That man has short hair and a mustache on his chin. He is not as handsome as you. No, I should say he is quite ugly, and he also has a big mouth."
Dick It was clear that the person he was talking about was Ivan of [School of the Coyote].
"Then how is he?" Geralt on the side said.
The soldier captain did not answer, but looked at Dick inquiringly.
"He's my partner."
"Oh, that's right, Master. He just happened to be passing by. I saw that he looked a little depressed at the time, that's all."
The soldier captain became respectful again, Dick was deeply impressed when he saw it:
This is a talented person, but it is a pity that he is in the wrong industry. It would be a pity not to learn how to change faces in Sichuan Opera.
"Does that mean his life is not in danger?"
"Probably not?"
Geralt nodded slightly.
"Then can we go?" Dick asked again.
"Of course you can go. In fact, I was just joking with the master casually."
Dick smiled at Geralt, then walked towards the city, Geralt followed closely behind.
At the intersection, Dick stopped and looked at Geralt: "It seems that demon hunters are not as respected as I thought."
"In recent years, the relationship between witchers and nobles has become increasingly tense, and Longsong Harbor is a big city, and the identity of a witcher is not important here.
"If you have been to Ravenstern City, you will know that there are the most nobles there. Maybe the old man at the next table for breakfast is a baron."
Geralt It's rare to explain a few more words.
"Well, what else?"
"...Dick, thank you for what happened just now."
"When you were lining up before, you were probably not far behind me, right?"
"A few people away."
"Then why don't you say hello to me?"
Geralt is speechless.
Dick knows that Geralt is looking down on himself. Stereotypes kill people!
Doesn't this mean that Geralt has caused unreasonable trouble for himself?
"Why aren't Russell and Ruiwen with you?" Without further questioning, Dick continued to ask.
"After we parted ways that day, Ruiwen just took a short rest, and then he and Russell set off back to Witcher Order."
"That means you have separated a long time ago."
"Yeah, I've been in a bad mood lately and I want to relax by myself again."
"Would you like to go to the pub with me now?"
"Okay."
Within a few minutes, the two of them arrived in front of a three-story tavern.
Opening the door, you can see that the interior is spacious and neat. Not only is it larger than the 'There Is a Tavern' in Odinburg, but the floor is paved with neat square frosted stones, making it look very clean.
And at a glance, the first floor is slightly divided into high and low levels. There is a delicate sign hanging on the outside of the platform that is slightly higher than half a calf, saying "Luxury Zone".
Looking around, there was a huge crowd of people, at least thirty or forty people, and it was a smoky atmosphere.
Most of them were dressed as mercenaries, and several of them were shouting loudly around a circular stage in the middle.
On the round stage, there is a young female dancer in "ragged clothes" holding a steel pipe and dancing enchantingly, making some vague and difficult movements from time to time;
This provoked the mercenary below to accurately place the copper coin in the center of her collarbone, and then rolled it into several pieces of cloth along the woman's neck. The latter was not angry, but responded to these mercenaries with an even more enchanting dance.
Seeing the two demon hunters coming in, some of the mercenaries just glanced at them and turned away, and most of them were still intoxicated by the pleasure brought by alcohol and anesthetic powder.