I was regarded as a demon god by a witch

Chapter 4 The Explorer and the Shochu Inn
At this time, it was already dark, and I don't know what time it is.

Because there was no watch or clock, Ivita couldn't be sure what time it was at night.

However, most people in this era can't tell the time accurately, they can only judge morning, afternoon, evening and night by the sun.

Ivita glanced at the old witch, and found that this guy was indeed very old, but she never thought that a person could live to such an old age.

They are more than 200 years old, and they are still alive and kicking, full of ambitions.

Right now, he wants to learn magic even more.

The three walked through the forest, and they found a four-story wooden house with lights in the dense forest, and a sign was crookedly hung on the top of the wooden roof.

【Shochu Station】

When the black wolf demon hunter saw the light, he habitually drew out his big sword, but when he saw that it was a post house, he showed a relaxed expression.

"Phew, I can finally take a break."

The eyes of the old witch also revealed light. "Your Majesty, we can perform the ceremony there."

"It's relatively safe there."

After all, she has always wanted to confirm Iveta's identity.

Witches are suspicious and cruel.

Ivita asked strangely: "Why would someone open a tavern in the dense forest instead of on both sides of the avenue?"

"In this way, won't most of the guests be avoided?"

The black wolf witcher used the back of his sword to split through the thorn bushes blocking his way. "Your Highness, you are really cute when you talk. It's as if you've never been out before. You don't know anything about this world at all."

The old witch at the side froze for a moment, and she glanced at Ivita fearfully.

Hei Lang said: "That's because the owner of this kind of tavern just wants to avoid most ordinary people."

"This tavern is for adventurers."

"The amount of land in the kingdom is limited, and there are only so many lands that can be divided. Therefore, in order to seek opportunities, many sons of nobles and big capitalists will become adventurers and go to various regions to be other people's mercenaries and robbers."

"After a long time, there will be a full set of facilities to provide services for these adventurers."

"This kind of tavern and post house opened in the depths of the forest, far away from the normal road, is one of them."

Ivita nodded with half understanding. According to the memory of the original owner, those mobs and guards who usurped their kingdom seemed to employ many adventurers.

These adventurers are like bandits scurrying across this black forest. Wherever they pass, they will never leave behind prosperous towns.

In fact, the reason many towns maintain a professional patrol is to guard against these prowling adventurers.

I remember that in the Middle Ages in my original world, there were many examples of adventurers running around seizing territories and even kingdoms.

The most famous ones should be the Normans of the Duchy of Normandy and the Seven Kingdoms of England, as well as the king of Sicily and the Hauteville family of the Duchy of Antioch.

Then the adventurers in this world are probably such a group of dangerous people.

The three of them knocked on the door of the inn, and a hunchbacked old man with a black hood covering his face opened the door. He glanced at the person coming, "How many rooms do you want?"

"Need food?"

The witcher Heilang said familiarly: "Give me a plate of beef stew, I will add more rosemary and thyme, and add a slice of lemon and wine to taste."

"And serve me a glass of the cheapest wine."

"Give us three rooms for one night."

The hunchbacked old man saw that the old witch and Evita had no intention of ordering anything, so he said: "Three beds cost 6 pence, three separate rooms cost 3 pennies, and three cabinets cost 3 pennies."

"3pence for hot water for bathing and drinking."

"Grass for the cows, 2p."

"There are also some dishes, and the total is 4 pence."

"A total of 21p!"

The hunchbacked old man paused and said, "Of course, you can also choose to pay 1 shilling and 9 pence."

The witcher Black Wolf said speechlessly: "Why do we rent three rooms and pay separately for the beds, lockers and hot water in the rooms?"

The hunchbacked old man's tone didn't change at all, as if he said like a robot: "This is the rule of our small shop, you can also choose not to buy it, and then sleep outside in the freezing cold night."

Demon hunter Hei Lang rolled his eyes. "The cost of maintaining my armor every time is about the same price."

"The price in your store is really too expensive."

The hunchbacked old man looked reticent, and there were guests booing inside the post house.

Ivita said to the hunchbacked old man, "Sir, since this is the case, we don't need beds and cabinets in the room we booked."

"Could you please get someone to move the bed and the cupboard out of our room?"

"We don't need bed and cupboard service, we don't need hot water."

The hunchbacked old man froze for a moment. "this……"

The booing guests in the tavern did not make a sound, because they never thought that someone could be so stingy to the point of brazenness.

The hunchbacked old man frowned. "Can this be done?"

Evita nodded very naturally, and said, "Well, first of all, the three of us hate hot water, beds and cabinets."

"It would be detrimental to our interests if such services were provided to us."

The hunchbacked old man seemed to be still thinking about it, but someone behind him said, "Okay, yes, I agree."

"Humpty, go and help the guests lead the cows to the stables and put some ordinary-quality feed on them."

"Come in, guests."

"That way, you'll only have to pay 9p."

The person who spoke was probably the owner of the post house. He had a scar running through half of his face, and his expression was ferocious.

He stood behind the wooden bar, poured three glasses of wine, and called a beautiful human in a bikini and bunny ears to bring them over.

"This is a gift from me to the three of you, free of charge."

"Please three have a wonderful evening in our shop."

"Du Si'er, take the three guests to the guest room."

Hei Lang took the wine brought over and drank it down in one gulp, not wanting to drink for nothing.

He took out the money from his pocket, handed it to the beautiful maid, and then said to Ivita: "Your Highness, you have to pay the bill first, and I will pay it in advance for you."

"In addition, you have to pay me for the weapons I lost in the previous battle to protect you."

"But congratulations, you just saved yourself 12p."

Ivita felt ashamed, forget it, I owe you money if I owe you money.

There is a saying, as long as you owe enough money, then you are the other party's God.

If he died, Hei Lang would never get his money.

When passing the wooden bar, Ivita also thanked the boss behind the bar, and the boss also returned the salute.

The adventurers in the post all looked at the boss in surprise.

After Ivita and the others went up, these guests raised their wine glasses and asked the owner of the post house.

"Black-hearted Raleigh, this is not your style of doing things, you have never allowed this kind of behavior before!"

"There are no beautiful women among them. What's the matter with you? Are you drunk?"

"Could it be that the black-hearted Rayleigh wants to change his nickname? To fool Rayleigh? Hahaha..."

Raleigh glanced at them indifferently. "Drink your drinks, you have no eyesight."

"The three people who entered here just now, let's not talk about that young child for now, the two people around him have a lot of background."

"That black-haired demon hunter is the famous demon hunter Hei Lang. It is said that he once killed all his companions at once in Regensburg because of the uneven distribution of spoils with his accomplices."

"That old woman, according to my observation, she should be the Great Witch of Hearthstone Castle."

"I have no life to provoke these people."

The drinkers were stunned.

Someone even dropped the wine glass on the ground without noticing it.

The man muttered to himself with a look of fear on his face. "The witch of Hearthstone, she has a bad reputation. I don't know how many people died at her hands."

"I...we...we were so close to her just now."

A strong man beside him looked at him with a snort. "You are so timid, what kind of adventurer are you? But I didn't expect that we are so close to these two big men."

At this time, the old witch who frightened the adventurers on the first floor was spreading out a map in front of Ivita.

"Your Majesty, we can begin the ceremony."

"But this ritual cannot be performed in a real environment, so we still need some steps."

"And the ceremony is very long, no one can disturb it yet."

Ivita said: "The black wolf can protect us."

"In order to prevent accidents——I'm a little worried about your demon hunter guard, I think his ability is a bit incompetent."

The old witch thought about how the original Iveta died in her hands.

She couldn't trust the black wolf anymore.

In her eyes, this witcher has a dark history.

The old witch said, "My lord, so I will keep you safe."

Evita frowned. "But don't you still want to hold a ceremony for me? If so, how can you do two things at the same time?"

The old witch raised her remaining left hand, placed it on her chin, and then pulled her left hand hard, only to hear a 'click', and her head was actually separated from her body.

Holding her head with her left arm, she stood up and said, "Your Majesty, all I need is my head for the ceremony."

"My body can watch all around."

"This is also to prevent the boar knights from catching up with us."

(End of this chapter)