Completely different from the scene in human ports, the Elf Kingdom's Mithlanda Port was not as noisy as Vincent imagined. However, compared to the tranquility and harmony of Heather Holy Land, this port appears to be more dynamic.

And this vitality comes from the various ships docked at the port, and now there are even more of them than usual. The news that Salantir was attacked by the undead army spread to several human countries through maritime trade routes. In the human way of thinking, war can bring wealth, especially battles that occur in other countries. Not only Fenton, but also Im and Holy Greafury have ships coming to this port. They brought countless fruits and vegetables, various medicines made by rangers and witch doctors, or excellent healing potions from the temple. But the most common commodity here is human life.

The reason why I say this is because mercenaries can be seen in all the taverns on the dock. Even during the short period of time when Vincent and the others tied the ship's cable to the dock, more than a dozen human mercenaries passed by them. But the Elf Kingdom is different from other places, and it is difficult for human adventurers to find suitable jobs here. And as the war ended, opportunities became even scarcer.

"There are all kinds of people." Vincent lowered his hood to cover his face. The mage robe on his body was like a dangerous symbol, warning all unfriendly eyes. After all, humans who can get elven ships to come from the inner areas of Salantir represent a status in the elven kingdom. And this gap may cause trouble.

Although there are no class distinctions in elven society, they still have a strong sense of rejection towards other races. This kind of pride and stubbornness caused a large number of mercenaries to be unable to enter the interior of Salantir and could only do nothing at the port. Some people are able to leave here in time and look for new sources of wealth; but the land-based humans cannot even leave. If it weren't for the constant patrolling of the Elf Guard here, the pressure of life would have turned this place into a chaotic battlefield.

"Soka, fold your wings." Shelley deliberately scared the little angel: "Be careful that bad guys roast them and eat them."

Sokka looked at Shelley dubiously, then turned his attention to Vincent. After the mage nodded, the little guy hugged the white tiger in his arms tighter. A look of fear of being taken away from you.

Three elves came over, and they easily recognized the mark on the white boat Vincent was riding on. Only ships coming out of the Holy Land of Heather will have both the moon and the tree carved on the bow. They probably guessed Vincent's identity, or just out of the habit of welcoming distinguished guests, one of the elves gave Vincent a half-bow . Although the mage quickly stopped this move, he was still seen by people wandering on the pier.

"Have you seen that sissy in black robe?" A sailor who kept chewing cigarettes said to the young sailor in front of him who was working hard to wipe the deck: "Such a young guy, pretending to be a mage, There were elves who saluted them. Huh! It seems that the elves did not participate in the war a thousand years ago. They did not suffer any loss, so they naturally wanted to please those charlatans."

Although the distance was a bit far away, Vincent could still hear fragments of the words. However, he just handed the cable in his hand to the elves in front of him, asked them to send the ship back, and then took Shelley and Sokka to the market.

Vincent was already used to the bad perception of ordinary people towards mages. He alone was unable to change this situation and could only choose to ignore it.

"There are too many people here. Where are we going to stay?" Shelley took Soka's little hand and said, "I hope there are still free rooms in the hotel."

"I don't expect to find cheap accommodation. Now I can only try my luck in the most expensive place." Vincent said: "In such a port, there should be a hotel opened by a half-elf.

They are also the only race here that is qualified to build tall buildings. "

"Why?" Shelley said, "Is it because the elves also pity their blood relatives?"

"No, it's because of the land." Vincent shook his head: "Although the laws of elves are not as precise and perfect as humans. Most of the time, mild morality is enough to maintain the entire society. But in Salantir, there are According to such a rule, the land of elves only belongs to souls with elven blood. The half-elves here only obtained such benefits from their elven parents. The elves are not enthusiastic enough to open a hotel here. "

Several of them were talking. While walking towards the largest building here. Although I can't see the signboard there yet, since it's certain from the style of its roof that it's not an elven temple, it's basically certain that it will be a large hotel there. After all, the closer you get to human society, the more you will find the fact that money and faith, both of them (maybe the same thing) always occupy the tallest buildings, because people always need the most magnificent things to satisfy their desires or escape. condemn.

Along the way, there were always idle people looking at Vincent and his group with their eyes. The two beauties were the center of attention wherever they went. Unless they are in a handsome elf community, Shelley and Sokka's otherworldly appearance is as eye-catching as the only bright little flower on the Ash Plains.

but. When Vincent is not wearing an elf cloak, his black robe with a unique pattern is equally eye-catching, which at least extinguishes the courage of all those who want to approach him and strike up a conversation. So they were relatively safe along the way, which was undoubtedly a bit disappointing for Shelley, who kept his hand on the rapier at his waist.

Just as Vincent expected, the tallest building was indeed a hotel, and it looked very exquisite. Maybe the owner of the hotel is a good designer. He built this castle-like house to be very elf-like. You know, elves don't like tall and bulky houses. Even at a crowded dock. There is still a courtyard where horses can be parked, and a small hand-dug aqueduct runs right in front of its door. If guests travel on that kind of boat , they can come to this hotel without leaving the cabin at all, which is indeed very convenient.

"It seems this is it." Vincent said, "Let's stay here temporarily until we prepare our travel items and find a suitable boat."

"It looks good." Shelley looked up and down and said, "Although the servants here are not as useful as slaves, it is enough as long as the room is comfortable."

Vincent bypassed the human waiters busy at the door. He didn't want to attract too many people's attention and went straight to the lobby here. Although this is a hotel located in the kingdom of elves, the lobby still looks like a northern tavern. If you consider the difference in the way elves and humans drink. It is obvious that the main customers received here are the humans who come to Salantir.

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"Oh, young ladies and gentlemen." A chubby half-elf greeted them. It was obvious that he stayed behind the counter all day, because his thick girth was as round as the barrels in the wine cellar, and Vincent seriously doubted his ability to move. However, the receptionist still spoke a very pure common language: "Welcome to the Bozhou Hotel, my name is Bob. Bob - Uncle Bucket. How can I help you?"

“A big room, the best meals and absolute quiet,” Vincent said, “and a local guide.”

"All your requests will be met, sir." Bob said: "But we have a rule here that you pay first . How long will you stay?"

Vincent took out a gem from his bag and placed it next to Bob. He didn't even think about what kind of stone it was. Anyway, he had already selected the gems that could be used in magic. Those gray dwarves in the Underdark were so enthusiastic, and every gem "given" to him was a fine product. No matter how expensive this place was, Vincent believed that the gems just now were enough to keep them from being disturbed.

Of course, another reason is that Vincent has no human currency for a long time, and he can only pay with gems.

Bob just glanced at the stone.

He quickly put it into the drawer in front of him. "Sir. Miss, Uncle Bucket is always on call for you, here. Everything is as peaceful as home. But sir, I still suggest you pay attention to your wallet. Outside this door, it is full of dangers now. .”

"Like home?" Shelley smiled: "It's still far from it."

Uncle Tong naturally didn't know what the dark elf city looked like. He just regarded Shelley as a picky half-elf woman. As a hotel owner, he has seen many such guests. Uncle Tong still had an unchanging warm smile on his face, as if that was the only expression he could make since he was born.

"Danger outside?" Vincent was concerned about other aspects: "Apart from those idle people on the street, are there any greater dangers? Bob, if you go to Im in the north from here (Vincent deliberately concealed the purpose (land), how is the access?"

"Oh, sir. If you say you want to go to Munn (the common language name of the Elf Kingdom), then I will try my best to dissuade you. But if you want to find a ship to go to Yim, then I will say 'it's a piece of cake.' . Many businessmen who want to make a fortune have come here and are now struggling with how to get their money back. If someone can provide money for them to earn some travel expenses, I think you will be treated like kings."

"That's enough." Vincent thought for a moment, then handed another gem to Bob: "If there is a gem merchant here, exchange it for a more commonly used currency."

"Of course, my husband. You can rest assured." Since there can be a lot of "tap" in this transaction, Bob is naturally very happy to oblige: "Would you like to have something to eat? Or take a tour of the room first. ?”

"That's okay." But when Sokara pulled the hem of Vincent's clothes and gestured with his eyes to the tiger cub with only its head exposed in her arms, Vincent added: "Also, prepare more fresh raw meat."

You can't let the white tiger stay on the boat and eat fish to satisfy its hunger like a cat.

Since the new guests were neither demanding nor very generous, Barrel Bob also made a rare move and took Vincent and others to their room. When the guests did not speak, Bob would not make any noise and would walk quietly at the front. But after pushing open a door on the highest floor here , out of pride for this room, Uncle Tong couldn't help but start boasting: "Oh, gentlemen, this is it. A comfortable bed and the cleanest and softest sheets." , here, sweet dreams are your only uninvited guests. The small rope on the bedside is connected to my bell. With a slight pull, the squid will immediately come to listen to your call. Of course, here..."

Vincent waved his hand. These are secondary. What satisfied him most was that the window here faced the sea. Although there is no balcony, as long as you open the curtain, you can overlook all the white sails of the port and directly overlook the blue water. Both Sokka and Shelley stared at the sparkling water, not paying attention to other movements at all.

"Bob, I need some clothes that don't attract attention." Vincent thought of his elf cloak, and then said: "At least a white robe without patterns."

"Of course. Of course. Everything will be satisfied." Bob said: "The meals will be served soon, and they will be exquisite food. Since we don't know the eating habits of the guests, our kitchen here is on standby all day long. If you finish eating, you can go to the lobby to have some fun, or you can go to bed to rest." Uncle Tong rubbed his hands, stood at the door and said, "If you want to relax, you will be very welcome. Very few. There are humans coming here from the interior of the Moon. I mean, everyone wants to hear some great stories.”

Vincent stared at Uncle Bucket. His eyes suddenly turned pure black, and his penetrating gaze suddenly penetrated the hotel owner. Bob stiffened. Then he nodded: "I remembered. Absolutely quiet." He quickly stepped back and closed the door and said, "I wish you a good day."

Vincent shook his head, secretly laughing at himself for being too cautious. For a mage traveling outside. Unless they are familiar friends, sudden enthusiasm will always arouse their suspicion. Although Vincent believed that Bob had no ill intentions, his habit led him to do the above.

"I really want to get on the big ship as soon as possible." Sokka dragged out the word "big" for a long time, then hugged Bai Hu and sat on the chair, waiting for the meal to be delivered. "Brother Vincent, have you ever been on a big ship before?"

"Yes, that's a way for me to travel." Vincent replied with a smile: "Especially when I was a young apprentice."

"Is the boat ride fun?"

"It's okay." Vincent said, "But I have also encountered dangers. Once, a huge ferocious squid attacked our ship, and my arm was injured." He took off the sleeve of his left arm and saw adamantine. of prosthetic limbs.

"Oh. I forgot, that arm is gone." Since he learned to use the special ability of his "left hand", this prosthetic limb has integrated better and better with him. Sometimes, Vincent can even feel the touch of his uninjured arm. My left hand, which used to be very heavy, is now much lighter.

"Vincent, there's a fight outside." Shelley said calmly: "It's already a scuffle. Their skills are really bad. But a few elves have already rushed over."

At this time, Vincent couldn't find any other expression except shrugging his shoulders to show that it didn't matter.

As Bob said, the exquisite dinner fully satisfied the needs of several people. Warm broth, caviar cold cuts and blackberry pie. There are also a few loaves of fresh bread, a ball of butter, a wheel of cheese, and a nice glass of wine, all of which taste very authentic. Even the little white tiger ate delicious half-cooked beef, and even his original sick look was no longer visible. And when they were about to finish eating, fresh fruits with crystal drops of water on them were delivered together with neatly stacked clothes. Neither Vincent nor Shelley ate any more fruit. Firstly, they were very satisfied with the previous meals, and secondly, Sokka's shining eyes were now full of the shadows of those fruits.

"Shelley, it's time to change your equipment." Vincent looked at his new robe. It was just the right size: "I think there should be a place selling human weapons here."

"That's the best." Shelley also put on new clothes and prepared to go out together: "Anyway, there is a mage here. I believe you can strengthen ordinary weapons."

"It also depends on the quality of the weapon." Vincent replied: "But if you have the courage to come to the Elf Kingdom to show off your skills, it shouldn't be much worse. While it's still early, you can also do a few other things together. Done."

"Brother Vincent, can you go to the beach now?" Sokka asked.

"Let's see if there is enough time." The mage touched the angel's head: "You can sail on the sea in a few days, don't be too impatient. In addition, take the little tiger out with you and see what you and it need. .”

Now that the clothes have been delivered, the relatively simple task of finding a guide should have been completed. When Vincent opened the door, there was only Bucket Bob standing by the stairs waiting for them.

"Guests, is the food here delicious?" He rubbed his hands and said: "I thought about it, the best guide I can find nearby will not be as familiar with this place as me. So, sir, you want to Where to go?”

Although Bo Tong's body seemed a bit clumsy and not suitable for fast movement, since Vincent and others had plenty of time, they no longer were picky about this. "Let's go to the weapon shop first." Vincent said: "I hope the things from the north will still maintain their usual quality."

"Okay, I have thought of the most suitable place." Bob said jokingly: "Please come with me. I believe that if you look at my waist, you will know that this is the simplest and easiest job. "