While Landes Shaman was nervous and secretly praying to his ancestors to be safe, Sui Xiong had already leisurely walked into a tavern.
The style of Samat Manor was completely different from that of Keane City. Keane was a town mainly based on agriculture and supplemented by commerce. Most of the residents in the city were rich farmers, small businessmen, or retired soldiers. The whole city had a rather quiet and warm feeling. This was probably because the lord and his wife who had ruled here for 20 years were gentle and soft people who liked to live a quiet and peaceful life. The residents of Samat Manor were mainly adventurers, businessmen, and active soldiers. These people were more ambitious, energetic, and ferocious and rude.
Take the taverns for example. The taverns in Keane City would only start serving customers in the evening, and they would mainly sell mild-tasting drinks like rice wine and fruit wine. The side dishes would usually be stewed vegetables or meat soup, which were mellow and easy to digest. The price was also relatively low. As for Samat Manor, even though it was only a short while after lunch, about half of the guests had already arrived. Looking at the menu hanging on the bar counter, one could see that there were super strong liquors such as "Dwarf's Drunk", "Monster Beast's Blood", "Iron Is Burning", and so on. The dishes were mainly large pieces of roasted meat, so the prices were naturally higher.
This meant that the residents of Samat Manor were more eager to seek excitement than the residents of Keane City, and it also proved that they were more powerful. The spirit mixed with drugs was not something that ordinary people could drink. If an ordinary civilian drank a glass of it, he would be bedridden for four or five days. If it was serious, he would have to be carried to the temple for emergency treatment. It was not surprising that he might even die.
And … this also meant that the local residents were richer than the people of Keane City.
"Powerful, rich, and eager to seek excitement …" Sui Xiong sat in a corner near the door of the tavern and thought silently.
He wanted to help solve the problem of Keane City, but he did not want to attract attention. This limited the means and strength that he could use, but it gave him a different kind of interest.
It was like playing a game. Some people liked to use the game modifier and simply and crudely beat the game; some liked to play step by step and slowly according to the normal process; and some liked to add some restrictions to themselves and artificially increase the difficulty in pursuit of more fun. Sui Xiong belonged to the second kind, but now he wanted to try a third kind of game.
Anyway, the worst case scenario was that he would tear off his disguise, show his identity as a god, and use violence to clear the place. As for the explanation after the event … Damn it! Brother Xiong had done so many "messy" things over the years, was this one more thing?
Moreover, for a god, rolling up his sleeves and beating people up to protect his believers was completely reasonable. It was much more in line with the rules than what he had done in the past!
Of course, unless it was absolutely necessary, Sui Xiong still wanted to solve the problem by normal means. After all, it was at least more interesting that way.
Just like now, he could have directly taken out better wine and dishes, but he ordered ordinary liquor and roasted meat, like an ordinary traveler, eating unhurriedly.
But even so, he had already attracted the attention of others.
"Look at that black-haired kid." Near the bar counter, a tall man who had shaved both sides of his head, leaving only the middle part of his head standing up like a mane, pointed in Sui Xiong's direction and said to his companions, "It seems a bit weird."
"At least twenty to thirty percent of the people in this Samat Manor are strange." His companion, a short man who wore heavy armor even when eating, said carelessly, "That guy is still a human. No matter how weird he is, he is still better than orcs or lizardmen."
"But look, he looks so weak, but he is traveling alone. Don't you think it's weird?"
"I don't think so," another companion, who was drinking, answered simply.
"What's so weird about it?" A short and thin warrior monk, who was wearing plain cloth clothes and had vegetables and water in front of him, said lightly, "There are many travelers who travel alone. Although this person is clean and his clothes are clean, he may be a mage. There is a simple spell that can easily do this. "
"But his mental state is also very good," the thin man refused to give up and said in a low voice. The skinny man refused to give up and said in a low voice, "A mage traveling alone should at least look a little tired. But look at him, he is relaxed, as if he had just set out from home. "
Hearing this, his companions could not help but look at Sui Xiong, and then they all frowned.
"Indeed, something is wrong …" the companion who had spoken briefly said in a low voice, frowning.
"Even if he came from the nearest city, Keane, he must have traveled for at least two or three days. Even professional adventurers like us would not be tired after such a long journey, "the warrior monk said in a low voice," Unless he is a resident of this city. But I am sure that I have never seen him here. "
"Well, there are not many people with black hair and black eyes in Samat Manor, and there are not many people who look so gentle. It is impossible that we have never seen someone with these two characteristics," the short man muttered, but then he picked up his glass again, "But what does that have to do with us? No matter who he is, it has nothing to do with us. "
"Not necessarily! Maybe he is a spy or something … "the thin man said.
But before he finished, he was interrupted by the short man with a smile, "Don't be ridiculous! Have you ever seen such a conspicuous spy? Do you believe what you just said? "
The thin man thought for a moment and could not help but laugh.
As the short man said, a spy should be as inconspicuous as possible. Appearance was inborn, but at least in dressing and doing things, it should be as ordinary as possible.
The kind of spy who was so high-profile that he had no friends only existed in the stories of bards, and could not be found in reality.
Therefore, although Sui Xiong looked very suspicious, and at least four or five groups of adventurers were talking about him, no one rashly stood out to test him.
If a person had a strange appearance, he must have a strange ability. This strange person most likely had a strange ability. Adventurers wanted money, and it was not worth it to provoke such a dangerous person just for a little curiosity.
But just because adventurers did not do this, it did not mean that no one did. After about ten minutes, a short man in an inconspicuous leather armor came in with two strong men. He went straight to the bar, and then ordered a bottle of expensive wine for each of the two men. After saying a few words to them, he quietly retreated to the corner of the whole pub.
The two men were obviously not very intelligent, and their characters were unusually rude. They gulped down the wine and walked up to Sui Xiong with a bit of drunkenness. They dragged two stools from the side and sat down, one on the left and one on the right, surrounding Sui Xiong.
Sui Xiong smiled slightly, not angry or surprised, and still calmly drank and ate.
"Hey! Black-haired! "A big man said in a rough voice," How about you change seats? "
Sui Xiong looked up at him and said with a smile, "You're drunk."
"Nonsense, I'm not drunk!"
"You're really drunk."
The big man suddenly became angry, clenched his big fist, and punched Sui Xiong's face.
"Drunk your mother!"
After a moment, the two big men walked away cursing, and the adventurers looked at each other, their eyes full of puzzlement.
Sui Xiong, who had been beaten black and blue, was lying in the corner like a pile of garbage that could not be recycled. If it were not for the fact that his chest was still rising and falling normally, people might even suspect that he had been beaten to death.
"What's going on?"
"Something's wrong! Something's very wrong! "
"It shouldn't be!"
The adventurers whispered, and even couldn't believe their eyes.
"How is it possible? How could that guy be so weak! " The thin man who spoke before shook his head and said incredulously, "Those are just two rough people who don't know anything. I can beat ten of them by myself! He's so mysterious, at least he's not weaker than me! "
"Normally, he's stronger than you."
"Nonsense! I can't put on that kind of posture … But why was he beaten like this? "
"I don't know." The short man was so focused on fighting a large piece of uncooked pork that he only took the time to say some nonsense.
At this time, the warrior monk had stood up and walked straight to Sui Xiong, who had fallen to the ground.
"Hey! What are you doing? "
"Walking over to have a look," the warrior monk said without looking back, "If I don't find out, I won't be able to think clearly."
Under the gaze of almost all the adventurers, he came in front of Sui Xiong and stretched out his hand to pull Sui Xiong up.
But in the process of pulling, the original black-haired and black-eyed Sui Xiong's appearance changed greatly, and he turned into a short man wearing gray leather armor. He was the one who had brought the two burly men in before.
The warrior monk was stunned, and so were the adventurers.
For a moment, the whole tavern was silent.
After a moment, many people quickly turned their heads and looked at the place where the man in gray had been sitting.
Sui Xiong smiled and stood up. The wine and food on the table had been finished.
"Bill." He said to the waiter standing next to the bar, "By the way, give everyone here a glass of wine. The kind that the two drunkards drank just now. "
As he said this, he flicked his finger, and a gold coin flew across half of the tavern and landed on the bar. With a tinkle, it turned into a small pile of at least 20 or 30 gold coins.
The adventurers were stunned again. This time, it was the warrior monk who reacted first. He reached out and opened the small leather bag that was used to store money on the waist of the beaten man in gray.
Although there was no reason, his intuition told him that he should take a look inside the bag.
Sure enough, as he had guessed, the bag was full of silver and copper coins. There was not a single gold coin in it.
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