Chaos Crown

Chapter 10, Heim Guards (Second)
The Karan Hotel stands alone in the wilderness of Cormyr. This is a magnificent building with five floors, like a huge castle. In addition to the main castle, the Karan Hotel also has a three-meter-high city wall. With two auxiliary buildings, a small blacksmith shop, a stable, a livestock pen and a large cistern, the hotel was obviously designed to withstand a long siege.

Most of the field hotels in the kingdom have a certain fortress function.

Aaron recognized the owner of the Karan Hotel. He was a half-elf named Tamar Qiaoya. He was about 70 years old this year, and he was in the prime of life for a half-elf. He had a long horse face and regular features. Always enjoy standing behind the bar and listening to the stories of travelers.

Tamar-Qiao's camp is the chaotic good camp. This guy often does his own thing. Running the hotel has brought him huge profits and made him very rich. He also likes to lend money here, but he hardly lends it to capricious foreign adventurers. Or, Tamar Qiaoya hates credit, almost no one can get credit in his hotel, but this half-elf shopkeeper is kind and generous, if the adventurer really has no money, just ask at the bar, and he can get a full glass barley wine, two loaves of hard brown bread, and a piece of bacon.

Food is free, and adventurers only need to share their nearby knowledge with the boss.

In Cormyr, many large carriage hotels in the wild are run by half-elves or elves. There is a reason for this. The specific content is too long. I have a chance to talk about it. A simple summary is that the area where the Kingdom of Cormyr is located was originally a diverse area of ​​elves. A part of the empire, with the rise of humans, the elves chose to withdraw from this area, leaving the land here for humans to multiply, cultivate and open up wasteland, and teach humans magic and skills.

Just like the American Empire owed the Indians, the Cormyrs also owed the elves more or less. Even the most extreme and fanatical Great Cormyrs could not deny the contribution of the elves to the kingdom.

There are a lot of guards in the hotel, there are 30 to [-] guards. In addition, there are several guards of the God of Guardian Haim standing guard here. The holy emblem of the God of Guardian Haim is engraved on both sides of the iron gate.

The holy emblem engraved on the door of the hotel means that all hatred and disputes must be resolved outside the iron gate of the hotel. If you want to use weapons and magic after reaching the door, then don't blame the guards of the guardian god Heim for being ruthless ——They have obtained the qualifications to legally kill the object of disturbance.

The rogues and barbarians who led the way had already arrived at the gate of the Karan Hotel under the light of dusk. The stone buildings in the distance seemed to be plated with gold under the light of the setting sun, and the rising smoke formed a beautiful scene. Medieval scrolls.

The iron gate under the hotel's three-meter-high city gate was getting closer and closer. Ferrara waved his hand to signal the mercenaries to stop temporarily. He came to Aaron himself: "My lord, we are here."

"Go in when you arrive, what are you waiting for me?" Aaron smiled half-smile.

"Oh, my lord was joking. We are not natives of Cormyr, we are not familiar with this place, and we don't know the rules. Please give me some instructions, my lord. We will just do it." Ferrara said humbly.

"Well, if that's the case, then I'll do it." Aaron nodded slowly, adjusted his burqa and neckline under the disdainful eyes of the pastor, and strode towards the few people at the iron gate. Guard Heim walks away.

There is a notice board outside the gate of the hotel wall.

"Due to the recent situation, the Kingdom of Cormyr is regent, and the second princess, Alice Ser-Obesziel, ordered it."

"One, all persons entering Cormyr must be registered with officers of the Border Garrison."

"Second, foreign currency can only be used in specific places. Please exchange your currency into Cormyr's Golden Lion as soon as possible."

"Third, adventurers must obtain a license before taking any action in a group."

"Fourth, all weapons must be kept peacefully. The only persons with immunity are members of chartered adventurers and mercenaries who can provide proof of employment."

"Five, it is forbidden to harm the cat."

"Six, bow to the royal family and local nobles."

"Seventh, Purple Dragon Knight has the right to search you upon request."

"[-]. Hunting on private property is prohibited."

"Stop!" The Haim guards had been staring at the group of uninvited guests for a long time, and they all put their hands on their sword hilts, guarding Ferrara and his party, but because the mercenaries did not step into their guarding area, so Can only stand.

After seeing Aaron approaching, they immediately made a stop gesture: "Please show your identification, license certificate!"

Aaron nodded, and he took out his aristocratic identification document from his pocket.

"It turns out to be His Excellency Viscount Salian, welcome!" The Haim guard took a look at the document and immediately saluted: "It's my duty, please forgive me."

Ferrara hurriedly told the mercenaries to pass.

"Wait! The guard stopped Ferrara's small movements: "Your Excellency Viscount, these mercenaries...are you hired? "

"Yes, they are the guards I hired." Aaron nodded calmly.

"Do you have a license or employment certificate?" The guards in Haim refused to let go. The bearded armored warrior held a spear in one hand and held the hilt of his waist in the other: "This is the rule."

"You need proof of employment?"

"Sorry, Your Excellency the Viscount, we don't intend to embarrass you, but rules are rules, and everyone must abide by the rules."

"If you want a certificate of employment, then I will write you a copy now?" Aaron took out a pen and ink from the package, and he said with a half-smile: "I remember that only the Purple Dragon Knight has this kind of power. "

"..." Now he has entered the knowledge blind spot of the Heim guards.

As guards, these hotel guards who believe in the god of protection have the right to require visitors to show their identity certificates and foreign adventurer activity permits.

As a local nobleman in Cormyr, Aaron only needs to show his identity certificate, and he has the right to issue licenses, or he is a license that can be moved in human form.

As guards, the followers of Helm have no right to ask Aaron to do anything, especially to ask Aaron to write a special permit for this purpose. They do not have this kind of power, and this kind of power is only possessed by the Purple Dragon Knight.

This kind of paradoxical situation often appeared among the guards in Haim. Several guards looked at me and I looked at you, but none of them dared to make a decision to release them.

"Please wait a moment, Your Excellency. Let's go in and explain the situation to the innkeeper, and ask him to make a fair decision."

The Helm guards went in, and Miss Pastor walked slowly to Aaron's side, saying with disdain, "They always do this."

"Them, Guards Heim?"

"The guards of the guardian gods are like the guardian gods, with nothing but granite in their heads, and they will only do what they die, whether it is to protect the ruins of the city hotel from the threat of wild creatures, or to suppress poor old and weak Women and children, drive a small number of kind-hearted lycanthropes out of the settlement, they have always only executed, they will not ask why, they are like puppets without emotions, willing to be puppets." Eleanor obviously has the impression of the Guardian God Very poor: "They don't even deserve to be called alive."

"If it weren't for the stupid decision of the guardian god in the turbulent years, the magic lady would not have fallen because of it. The disasters that destroyed countless families, the guardian god should bear at least 50% of the responsibility." Eleanor went on Said: "I can't imagine that these believers of the Guardian God can still stand here with a high-sounding appearance, shamelessly treating everything as if it never happened. It is simply disgusting."

Aaron was silent when he heard the words, he still knew about it.

The former guardian god Haim has considerable influence in most places in the entire country. As an original guardian and an ever-vigilant guard, the guardian god Haim always obeys the orders of the god AO to guard and protect the world. Surveillance of the entire country, he is very lawful to the extreme, when he accepts a task, he will carry it out completely, almost without any sympathy, unless the target is a child - Heim likes children very much , so only when facing underage children, the guardian god will consider whether to let go.

The Church of Heim was once considered the "Shield of Civilization". It is especially famous for producing excellent guards. People trust Heim's guards and regard them as the most reliable guardians. Most of the gods on the good side have a relationship with Heim. good.

Until the saint catastrophe.

In the catastrophe of the saints, the gods were knocked down from the mortal world and forced to walk in the form of saints, but Haim got an order from AO to prevent all the gods from returning to their own kingdom of God. The guardian god opened the "urban management authority" Stay on top of the ladder.

This eventually led to the fall of the second generation of Goddess of Magic, angering the gods on the good side, turning a blind eye to the countless disasters in the country and revealing her original face to mortals—obeying orders, sticking to duties, and having nothing to do with good or evil.

His soul is colder than stone.

Therefore, after the Havoc of the Saints ended, both mortals and gods were disgusted with the performance of the Guardian God. No matter how the Church of Heim tried to remedy and restore its vitality, it was an indisputable fact that Heim's influence in the country had declined sharply.

Aaron thought to himself that it was hard to say that Ham was at fault in this incident—he just faithfully fulfilled the order, and it was clearly the second generation of Goddess of Magic who wanted to take a shortcut and lead to his downfall.

However, the original intention of the goddess of magic is to end this disaster as soon as possible and try to tell AO the truth about the catastrophe. She is running for the safety of mortals. In comparison, Heim's indifference looks very bad, very bad.

Eleanor is a devout follower of the Virgin of Silver, and the Virgin of Silver, Suren, and the Goddess of Magic are staunch allies. It is hard for Miss Priest not to feel bad for the Guardian God.

"Miss Eleanor, I don't think what you said is unreasonable, but... at least you can stand here and criticize the Helm guards wantonly. They can't do anything to you, am I right?" Aaron sighed softly He breathed a sigh of relief: "Replacement, can you do it?"

The pastor was taken aback.

"Your Excellency, Viscount Salian! Is it His Excellency, Viscount Salian?!" A middle-aged half-elf, escorted by several guards, ran up to Aaron in small steps. He excitedly held Aaron's hands: "Come on, let Uncle held your hand well, and you have grown so big in just a few years?"

"Um..." This is obviously Tamar Qiaoya, and Aaron was at a loss for what to do with the enthusiasm of the half-elf hotel owner.

"Oh, your father and I are old friends, and I feel very sad about their affairs, but don't mention the past, come on, come in quickly, let me introduce you to everyone!" The half-elf hotel owner held Aaron's hand directly, and a human woman next to him, who didn't know if it was his second or third wife, held Aaron's other hand and carried him directly into the hotel: " The last Salian!"

"Hmm..." Under the eyes of everyone, Aaron was dragged into the hotel by a group of people along the faint light of the setting sun.

"Please come in, everyone." Now that the hotel owner behaved like this, the Heim guards had no reason to stop them.

He is always so popular everywhere, Miss Pastor looked at the back of Aaron who was surrounded by the crowd as he entered the hotel gate, feeling a little envious in her heart.

She used to be the favorite, the center of attention among the crowd, the half-elf lady used to enjoy it... until she was attacked one day, she realized that everyone surrounded her not because of how good she was, but because of her beauty Appearance.

She was so disappointed by this that she has been wearing a mask since that day.

Sure enough, after she put on the mask, the people who surrounded her left one after another, which made her feel even more lost. What Eleanor hates the most is that others regard her as a "beauty" instead of an "excellent pastor" .

Ferrara's mercenary group hurriedly packed the goods into the city wall. Seeing that the wanderer was also sweating, Eleanor couldn't help asking, "Have you been waiting here for a long time?"

"It didn't take long, my lady, we just stayed here for a while, and we felt your arrival." The little wanderer smiled hippiely. Here, ma'am, your smell, hehe, is quite pungent."

The harsh wind like a steel knife swept across the dark night sky, and the oppressive feeling from Miss Priest's body directly pressed the little wanderer to sit on the ground.

"Female, ma'am?" The little wanderer was terrified. He saw that Miss Priest's body was trembling slightly, especially her hands.

She was emotional, but she was patient.

"If you don't want to die, don't come near me." After a few seconds, the priestess slowly turned and left. She reached out her hand to brush her robe that was stuck with the bear goblin brain, frowning.

smell, huh?

Yes, I was originally a priest who walked on the road of blood, cut through all things in the name of Su Lun, and pursued the original light.

I am neither human nor elf, a person without any destination.

If I lose my faith again, then I will have nothing.

But at least, at least...Eleanor tightened her grip on the warhammer around her waist, and she grasped the small pendant on her chest almost as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

The current me is too weak, and I am not qualified to save others at all.

O great, supreme Mother of Silver!
what should I do?
Miss Pastor went away, and the mercenary leader Ferrara and his deputy Montero looked at each other, signaling that wanderer to hide somewhere else.

"How?" Montero whispered, "Do you want to continue?"

"No, let's finish this order properly." Ferrara gave her deputy a warning look: "I now believe that it is Taimora's blessing to meet His Excellency the Viscount."

"When this order is finished, we must donate a little to the Temple of Timora in Suzar, thanking her for her kindness."

"If everything goes well, this is natural." Montero agreed deeply, their luck this trip was too good.

"If everything goes well, we might be able to cooperate with the Viscount in the future, so that we can be in Zambia..."

"Did you feel it? The viscount's magic, as well as his charm, are a bit abnormal!"

"What kind of nobleman needs a priest to follow him?"

　updated!Today I updated two chapters!I am amazing!

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