When Laing was done with his business and exchanged the Orc leader's head for the bounty from the Church of Justice, the sky had turned dark. He followed the guards' instructions and found the Butter Beer Inn in the center of the town.
The streets of Calcen Haven were different from those of Ulan Town. Ulan Town was a small town, and most of the houses were low and orderly. Calcen Haven was a medium-sized port city, and there were many shops and two-story buildings on the streets. The cold wind was blowing, but it wasn't a problem for the residents. It was afternoon, and most of the residents were working hard. For example, a carpenter was making furniture. He was splitting the logs with a metal saw, and the carpenter was urging his apprentice to be more efficient. The sun was setting.
Many foreign travelers and Merchant Bands were stuck in the city. There were many wagons and horses along the way. Laing noticed that many residents' houses were rented by the Merchant Bands.
He hoped that the Butter Beer Inn was still available.
Butter Beer Inn was the name of a continental hotel. As long as one knew how to make butter beer, many of them would have this name. For example, the Butter Beer Inn in front of Ryan was rebuilt from a tall fortress. It had a total of three floors, and the top of the building was also a high-pitched roof. The chimney on the roof was emitting black smoke. The walls were painted white, and the signboard on the door was a large wooden cup filled with butter beer. This logo was quite eye-catching.
Entering the lobby of the hotel, it was different from the small hotel in Ulan Town. The first floor of the Butter Beer Hotel covered an area of more than a hundred square meters. Inside, a set of tables and chairs were arranged very neatly. The fireplace was very warm. The bar in the lobby was several times larger than what Ryan had seen in Ulan Town. It was almost full of guests. Most of them were drinking and having fun. The lobby was very noisy.
Teresa, Deputy Leader Werther, and Banda were sitting in a corner. They were intimidated by the two-handed sword on Werther's back. Nobody dared to find trouble with them. Teresa was impatient. When she saw Laing, she waved her hand to greet him.
Laing sat down behind the wooden table and asked, "Are there any more rooms?"
"Nope. When we arrived, only the worst stable and thatched huts were left. There's also a luxurious private room on the third floor. Madam Trovic has already booked that room." The vice-captain, who was in his thirties, said that the Blood Axe Mercenary Group had already booked a large house and shared a bed for everyone to stay in.
Teresa's face darkened when she heard the word 'big room'. She had gone to take a look out of curiosity, but it turned out that a group of mercenaries had gathered in such a messy big room. How clean could it be? The stench of sweat and feet almost made Teresa faint.
In other words, I can only live in the stables or the latrine, right? Laing did not say anything when he saw Banda's delighted expression. He turned to the Sorceress and asked, "You'll stay here tonight. I'll find a place to stay. Are you okay with being alone?"
"Of course not. If Madam Trovic doesn't mind, we can arrange for someone to sleep at your door …" Banda said eagerly.
"There's no need." Teresa raised an eyebrow. Laing found it funny. How could this woman let a stinky man sleep at her door?
The four of them sat for a few minutes. Clayon hinted to Werther that he and Theresa had something to talk about. The deputy commander was very tactful and left with Banda, who was reluctant to part with him.
Laing sat opposite Teresa. The atmosphere in the tavern was very noisy. Many drunkards were wandering around. One of them wanted to strike up a conversation with the beautiful Sorceress, but when he saw Laing's knighthood, he sobered up and quickly slipped away.
"It's so noisy. Why did you choose to talk here?" The Sorceress stretched out her slender hand wrapped in a white lace glove and picked up the mug on the table. There was coffee mixed with milk in it. Laing noticed that the Sorceress had changed into another set of clothes. The purple high-collared velvet robe wrapped around her slender figure. She looked graceful and elegant, like a beautiful violet blooming by the fire.
Coffee was a crop in the south. It was a tropical plant that could only be grown in the south. It was easy to get milk in a remote place like Nord, but the Sorceress would definitely carry coffee beans with her. This kind of luxury from the southern countries that crossed the Empire was not something ordinary people could afford.
"Bernt escaped. He went to sea yesterday." Laing did not care that much. He directly told Teresa the news. "So, do you still want to pursue him? If you don't plan to continue the chase, you can directly use the Teleportation Technique to return to Heaven's Fortress. Leave the rest to me. "
The Sorceress immediately frowned. "What are you talking about? I won't give up just like that."
"Well, in that case, we can't go to sea in Calcen Haven. We can only go south and see if there's a chance to go to sea in Mjörden Haven. However, the journey from Calcen Haven to Mjörden Haven is very dangerous, so we'll rest for a few days. When you recover, I think some caravans will form and go to Mjörden Haven together. We'll set off with them. Teresa, what do you think?" Laing said as he spread the map on the table and pointed at it.
There were mountains to the south and north of Calcen Haven. If it were not for the Adal River that flowed into the sea here, and the land on both sides of the river was flat, no one would have built a city here. Due to the geographical location, the port city had always been easy to defend and difficult to attack. Due to the erosion of the ancient glaciers, the terrain here was very complicated. There were fjords and mountains everywhere, so the port only needed a small number of troops to ensure its safety. It was also advantageous to resist the raids of pirates.
There were pros and cons to everything. The transportation in Calcen Haven wasn't very developed. There were only three ways to go from this port city to Mjörden Haven, the largest port city in the Kingdom of Nords. Since the sea route was blocked, there were only two ways left. One was to go back the way they came and go through the capital of Nords, Coldwinter, which was a very long way. The other was to go over the Hodaran Mountains and Skarvir Mountains and see the mouth of Nords' largest inland river, the Ovle River. That was the largest port on the western coast of Nords, Mjörden Haven.
That was the problem. Hodaran Mountains and Skarvir Mountains weren't safe places. There were many bandits and goblin tribes on the mountains. It was said that there were also a small number of Chaos Orcs. Those terrifying clawed Orcs were extremely powerful. Normally, if there were more than 30 Chaos Orcs in a group, the Kingdom of Nords would have to mobilize the regular army to eliminate them.
"There's an abandoned fortress on the peak of Skarvir Mountain. It's said that it's occupied by the goblin tribe. If I go alone, I can take a longer route or even swim through the frozen river. But there are so many of us, so we have to go over the mountain and pass by the fortress. We might even attack the fortress, "Laing pointed at the map. Teresa noticed that there was indeed a fortress on Skarvir Mountain and a goblin tribe on it.
"Hmm, I think you're right. Whether we attack the fortress or not, there's too much danger along the way." Teresa wasn't someone who didn't listen to opinions. As long as she had the ability, she was willing to listen to others' opinions.
For example, the man in front of her took off his gloves and exposed his hands to the flames in the fireplace. Then he took out a roasted potato.
The man's hands were covered in wounds. The flames burned his hands for a long time, but there were no burn marks. It didn't even turn red, as if the flames were fake.
But the roasted potato wasn't fake.
Extraordinary Constitution! Laing, who was less than 25 years old, already had an extraordinary Constitution!
Teresa began to recall her mother's teachings. As everyone knew, warriors were the most common profession on the continent. It was the most common profession, and it was also the easiest profession to become. Every year, about 40% of the population awakened to become warriors. Warriors had short legs and short arms, and they were clumsy and didn't know any divine or magic spells. Generally, in mercenaries and adventurers, warriors had a very low status and were often regarded as expendable goods.
In many quests, rangers would shoot from a distance, rogues would hide in the dark and look for opportunities. Priests, bards, and monks would all be able to use divine spells or escape skills. Only warriors had to fight on the front line from beginning to end. They were the ones who suffered the most injuries and received the least amount of loot. At critical moments, when the situation was not good, they were also the ones who were abandoned and brought up the rear.
Warriors were such a bitter profession. Most of the warriors with a large population died before they could become Elites. Even if they did become Elites, there were only a few who could become Knights. Most of the Elite Warriors were Great Swordsmen in the army. Although their status was higher, they were still high-level cannon fodder. Even if they fought in close quarters, they would still suffer heavy casualties.
But after reaching the legendary level, warriors would become completely different.
Warriors who advanced to the legendary level would be reborn. They would gain a powerful talent called "Extraordinary Constitution."
Extraordinary Constitution, as the name implied, was an unparalleled physical strengthening. Ordinary weapons would no longer be able to hurt them. Their bodies would become harder than the best quality leather armor, and they would begin to have strong magic resistance. Magic below the fourth circle would become very weak to them. It was common to see legendary warriors catching fireballs with their bare hands. Under the influence of Extraordinary Constitution, their strength and endurance would also increase exponentially. Wounds would heal extremely fast, and with the help of divine spells, they could regenerate broken limbs.
Therefore, after reaching the legendary level, the warrior profession would change from the lowest position to the second most popular profession, second only to spellcasters. However, the proportion of warriors who could live to the legendary level was too small. To be able to live to the legendary level, they themselves were legends.
What about the sacred level?
In a word, the sacred level King of Nord, Harald Frank, could bathe in magma.
Legendary warriors were the ideal companions of spellcasters. Teresa did not dislike Laing. The light blue energy on his body made the sorceress feel very comfortable, so she would consider Laing's suggestion.
Legendary Rankers were not invincible against Ordinary and Elite Rankers. For example, there was a very famous story on the continent. There was a drunken Legendary Sword Saint who was stabbed in the back by an ordinary Rogue with a fine iron dagger. But generally speaking, Legendary Rankers were very popular wherever they went. They represented high-level combat power and core combat power. Whether an army was led by a Legendary Ranker or not was two completely different things.
"What about you? Are you really going to sleep in the stable? Maybe you can ask the Lord. "After chatting for a while, Teresa suddenly talked about Laing's accommodation.
A pair of beautiful eyes looked straight at Laing. Laing had no idea what this woman was thinking, so he teased, "What, you also care about a stinky man like me who only knows how to ride and kill?"
"You're not that kind of person. You can spend a few years reading all the books in Nord's library. Your knowledge is not worse than mine. I'm not in the mood to quarrel with you. How you want to save money is your business. What you need to do is to plan your departure." The sorceress tasted the milk and coffee, indicating that she was just asking casually. It had nothing to do with her whether he slept in the kennel at night.
This time it was Laing's turn to be a little unhappy, so the Royal Knight did not say anything. The owner of the inn quickly brought out the dinner: toast, a pot of vegetable stew, a whole grilled fish, and a plate of beef with black pepper. This dinner cost a total of fifteen silver denars. Laing gestured for the two to eat together.
And so, under the cheap oil lamp, the two finished their dinner. Neither of them said a word throughout the entire dinner.
After dinner, Laing said goodbye indifferently. The Royal Knight's figure walked straight into the dark snow outside, and no one knew where he went.
Teresa's gaze followed Laing's figure until he disappeared from her sight. Only then did she regret using the tone of a servant.
She had just stepped into the Legendary-rank a few months ago. Her age of twenty-seven was considered fast among humans, but it was nothing compared to Laing. Teresa did not know when Laing had entered the Legendary-rank, but it was definitely not recent. The aura on his body was very stable, and it was stable at the level of a beginner Legendary-rank.
Who would be willing to be managed like a servant or a normal soldier when they reached the Legendary-rank? Although her mother was indebted to Laing's family, this was not an excuse for her to put on airs in front of him again and again.
She had to change her attitude, or their friendship was destined to be difficult. Compared to the other people the sorceress knew, Laing was young, handsome, strong, and knew how to take care of others. He also knew how to save her face. The sorceress knew that Laing had done very well. She was used to living a luxurious life at home, and she was also used to the way she handled things.
Inside was the warm inn hall, and outside was a world of ice and snow. It was like two different worlds.
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