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Chapter 454 It's so dangerous, I was almost abducted!
Who?
who?

Who has been waiting for me?

It is said that the ship will take two or three days to arrive, why is someone looking for it now?
Beside the hotel door, a small man got up from the wine table and rushed over like a cannonball.The momentum was too fierce, instead of going up to ask, Gretel took a step to the side.

Behind him, Cerilla stepped forward and stopped between him and the little man.

There was silence in the hotel lobby.Immediately, laughter, applause, and whistles exploded in all directions.

The Raven Inn is one of the largest and highest-class inns in Anya Harbour.The spacious lobby doubles as a dining room and a tavern, which can accommodate twenty or thirty tables, and it is not too crowded at all.It was dinner time at this moment, and the waiters shuttled through the crowd carrying large wooden trays, and the room was filled with the smell of meat and wine.

More than half of the tables were filled with customers.Barbarians, dwarves, orcs, humans, basically, common races are all gathered here.Warriors, spellcasters, craftsmen, and merchants each have their own aura, and each has its own eye-catching places.

However, no amount of people can attract the attention of Serella.A rare elf, beautiful woman, tall and tall, with brilliant silver hair hanging down to her waist.The silver-blue eyes were a little purple under the firelight, they were noble and mysterious at the same time.

What was even more enviable and jealous was that the black-haired human moved aside, but Miss Elf actually stepped forward and stopped him.Although the human looked like a spellcaster, it was only natural for a soldier to stand in front of him, but, but, she was an elf beauty!

What luck is this kid!
The little man braked abruptly.The elf lady in front raised her chin slightly and looked down at herself. That guarded posture didn't make people feel proud, but rather charming and delightful.It was not easy for him to rush over, so he had to stop, took out a badge and flashed it at Gretel:

"Oh! I'm really looking for you!" He waved the badge to Gretel.There were many people in the hotel, and he didn't directly call Gretel's name, but raised his voice:
"Mr. Troca sends you his regards!"

Huh?
Gretel stuck his head out from behind Celera.The man's badge was immediately put away, and Gretel only saw a faint magical phantom, which was a regular six-pointed star.This is the sign of the Magic Council, so it's one of our own?
He was suddenly a little embarrassed.Pulling Cerilla, she emerged from behind her, and raised her hand to the bar from a distance:
"Boss, is there a private room?"

"No!—only rooms!"

Ten minutes later, Gretel, Cerilla, Bernard, and the little man who introduced himself as Geraint Pope sat in the room that Gretel had just opened.

Bernard put his head down and ate.Cerilla sipped the fruit while pricking up her ears to listen.Geraint put a roll of parchment in front of Gretel, asking him to check it himself, and explained in a low voice:

"I am the third officer of the Third Fleet [Albatross], and Karas is my younger brother.——You may not remember, but when he was dying of the plague at sea, you cured him and cleaned him up The wound. I came to see my brother at that time, and I happened to see you..."

Gretel was bewildered.Not to mention the bosun, even his younger brother, I don't have the slightest impression.Well, scurvy, indeed, a batch was cured before, and then?
If you tell me your age and symptoms, I might still have an impression...

He looked at each other carefully.He is not tall, half a head shorter than himself.He was wearing a dark blue woolen coat with an iron anchor pattern embroidered on the corner.The fishy smell of the sea made Cerilla wrinkle her nose and move back and forth.

Geraint's tawny hair was curled against his ear.The bronzed face was a little faded, and it looked like it was indeed the result of long-term exposure to the sun, but whether it was a sailor or not, Gretel really couldn't tell.

The sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and the exposed arms did not look very strong, and there were not many calluses on the palms.As for the rust on the calf, I'm sorry, but I can't see anything when I wear trousers and boots.

Fortunately, there are supporting documents from the parliament.Gretel unfolded the parchment, first checked the lower right corner, um, there was a secret mark, which was the symbol of the Magic Council.There is another secret mark flashing next to it, which is the symbol of the Tongtian Pagoda, which is quite difficult to forge...

Looking at the content again, the [Albatross] from the Third Fleet was sent to pick him up, and he was asked to follow the people back after seeing the letter.The inscribed name is Master Sam of the review meeting, who is also an acquaintance.

Now there is only one question left to verify, is this little man really sent by the parliament?Or was it someone who intercepted the boat or people of the parliament, and then lured him into the trap?

Seeing how the council was facing a formidable enemy and using the silver dragon to send him a message, Gretel felt that he could not be too careful.

"Have you met Mr. Troka?" He rolled up the proof document and handed it back to Geraint, as if asking casually, "How is he now? Has he advanced?"

"I haven't seen it." The little man shook his head. "It was passed down from above. When it is said that it is inconvenient to call your name, use this sentence to win your trust. ——Sir, we have been waiting for you at the port for two days. Now that you have arrived, let's go!"

"Two days? When did you set off? From which port? By the way, Mr. Gunson, the commander of your fleet, how is he doing now? How is Mr. Derlock, the Chief of Logistics, has he lost weight?"

As Gretel asked, he silently threw [Charm Human] in the past.Ordinarily speaking, the parliament sent messages in such a hurry, and the time was so stuck, it should be dispatching ships at the same time.He had arrived two days ahead of schedule, why did the council ship wait for him for two days?

"We set off half a month ago. We came directly from Nevis. Now the wind is smooth, so it's very convenient to come here." The little man opened his skirt, stuffed the parchment roll into the inner pocket, and replied without raising his head:

"Mr. Gunson is all right, and as for Mr. Derlock—never mind, he's fat again..."

Before he finished speaking, seven or eight vines grew silently from under his feet, binding him tightly.

Gretel reached into his chest pocket and held the oak stick with a solemn expression.

It was true that he had dealt with the Third Fleet, and it was true that he had treated them for scurvy.However, the commander of the fleet was James Derlock, Knight of the Ninth Class; the chief of logistics was William Gunson.

If the little man in front of him who called himself the third officer was really from the Third Fleet, he shouldn't have mispronounced both names!
He reached out and rolled over the little man.In addition to the council's certification documents and magic badges, they also found a holy emblem emitting a faint white light.The pattern on the silver holy emblem was quite familiar, it was a raised arm holding a dazzling golden thunderbolt.

Throw another [identify blood].On the back of the magic badge, in the gap between the pin and the badge, dried blood can be found.

"Cerilla, let's go! It's not safe here!"

"Then this person?"

Cerilla immediately stood up and rushed to block in front of Gretel.The little person in the vine struggled, she simply took a step forward, raised her palm and chopped down——

"do not!"

Bang, fell down.

Hey, the probability of killing or injuring someone with a hand knife is much greater than knocking them unconscious... Don't believe those stories and bragging in the hotel!
Gretel sighed and had no choice but to let Bernard pick him up.If this person can produce a full set of parliamentary certificates, and his words are not right, then there is a high probability that someone from the parliament has folded them in his hands...

So what happened to the person who came with the documentation?

Are you still alive?
where is it?
It's not good to torture in someone else's hotel, go to another place.Not far from the city, there are many open spaces in the mountains...

Celera went out first.Gretel followed behind, and Bernard carried the unconscious little man to the back door quickly.Who knows if this Geralt has any accomplices, let's go!
The main entrance of the Crow Hotel is a three-story building, and there are yards of one size after another around the back. Before the trade group of the parliament moved in, they also covered two yards separately.After walking through two courtyards, the front and rear, two courtyard doors were opened, and a large group of people rushed over:
"What are you doing?"

"What did you do to Geralt?"

"Put him down!"

Fortunately, I didn't follow that guy!These guys are obviously Geralt's accomplices, if they follow him, they will definitely be sold to him!

Gretel turned around.Celia turned around.Bernard threw the little man to the ground, picked up the big bone stick, and shook it hard twice.Taking a step forward, he bowed and made a charging posture, and at the same time stepped on Geralt's arm intentionally or unintentionally——

"Crack!"

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang bang..."

An eighth-level warrior fought side by side with a girl with strange power who didn't know what level she was fighting against after taking human form.Gretel squatted behind, rubbing the greasy spell secretly, sending out infrasound waves, and spawning vines to stumble.

Although the number of opponents was ten times that of Gretel and the others, they beat them to shame. After a while, there were more than a dozen gourds on the ground.

"Stop it all! Stop it!"

Soon someone was shouting.When Gretel looked up, he saw the chef of the Crow Inn rushing towards him with a kitchen knife in his left hand and a ladle in his right.The leather bib is greasy and shiny, coupled with the barbarian's tonnage, belly, and charging posture, it is no less than a Tiger tank.

The guys took sticks, door bolts, or pot lids, formed an array, and pushed forward.Further on, the crowds of drinkers and residents who watched the excitement blocked the entire passage...

"Who dares to fight in the Crow Inn! - Unruly, get out!"

The owner also ran out.The left hand is holding the ledger, and the right hand is a mace. It is obvious that he can open this hotel, and he still has considerable force value.Rushing forward, the mace pointed outward:
"roll!"

Gretel: "..."

"Don't be rude to distinguished guests." A clear female voice suddenly sounded from outside the crowd.Immediately, Gretel saw the crowd dodging to both sides in the water-tight aisle.Stick to the wall, inhale, retract the abdomen, and try to get out of the passage.

A tall, muscular woman wearing a white wolf fur and holding a bone staff quickly stepped inside.The black crow with the head of the staff was shining brightly. All the way, the barbarians along the way bowed their heads and greeted her:
"Olga."

"Olga."

"Master Deep Thinker."

The woman nodded slightly in return.She walked into the circle, swept her gaze, and then bowed to Gretel, bowing gracefully:
"We let people with ulterior motives disturb the distinguished guests. It's because we didn't defend well. It's not safe here, please invite the distinguished guests to stay at our house. These people are also handed over to us, and we will definitely give the distinguished guests an explanation."

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