Quenched long order

Chapter 99 Medal of Honor Center
Sauer came to room 025 on the second floor. He took out the black key with the house number written on it, inserted it into the lock, turned the handle of the key, and the door opened with a click.

What greeted his eyes was the light gray sheets and the setting sun outside the window. He looked up and down. This room gave him the impression that it was very clean and tidy. There were no extra items, and the colors were black, white and gray. The wardrobe and the square table were placed in appropriate corners, so as not to block the view of the residents. All aspects were well matched.

He gently closed the door, took out the luggage, put money and other valuables close to him, and put other things, such as clothes and other sundries, in the closet.

After everything was ready, he opened the window, and the fresh air from outside came in.

It was very quiet indeed.

Saul lay on the bed with his hands behind his head, looking at the slightly flawed ceiling, thinking about the next plan.

He also spent some money on the Moonlight Wheel. Now he has 6 silver coins plus some copper coins. Including the prepaid accommodation fee for 3 days, he can stay for a total of 21 days. Considering that he needs to buy some tools, such as the map of Westwood Port, etc., the money in his hand should not be able to last for 21 days.

However, he is not too worried about money.

As a quencher, he now knows the name of the soul, and there are two other quenchers who know the name of the soul on Stewart Island, namely Duncan the Inspector and Natalie the Mystic.

Judging from the daily life of the two, both of them are not short of money, and he is also a person who knows the name of the soul. No matter what, it is naturally not a problem to get enough food and clothing in Ximu Port.

Since the Westwood Port Medal of Honor can provide a certain amount of funds every month, he plans to go to the Medal of Honor Center tomorrow to inquire about the situation, and then go to the disaster notice board to see if there is any disaster that suits him.

On the other hand, the library access that Medal of Honor brings is also of great value.

In addition, he also intends to properly understand the intelligence of Stewart Island. The miners will definitely need to recruit workers when they arrive at Stewart Island from Westwood Port. Knowing the situation will help him to make subsequent arrangements.

As for the learning of alchemy, he can only temporarily suppress it. No matter what, with the coins in his hand, he may not even be able to pay the tuition fee, let alone the subsequent development.

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The Medal of Honor Center is a large building located on the southwest side of Westwood Port. The building is located at the corner of the intersection, with a medal style designed by the city lord hanging on the door.

However, even though pedestrians come and go, there are not many people entering it, as if this excellent high-traffic location is wasted.

Saul stepped out of the crowd and walked towards the central gate of the Medal of Honor. He was surprised to find that as he climbed the steps, many passers-by were paying attention to him, as if he was some kind of precious creature.

Walking all the way to the gate, there was no guard handle at the gate. When he looked up, the simple but sacred inner hall decoration appeared in his eyes.

In the hall, there were two young men wearing white uniforms sitting behind the table, a man and a woman, dressed in long robes with silver shoulder armor, as if they were integrated with the entire inner hall.

Saul walked in, but did not attract the attention of the two.

The two young people lowered their heads, as if they were discussing something in a low voice, until Sauer walked to the table for two, the two young people slowly raised their heads and looked at the unexpected guest in front of them.

"Sir, you look a bit unfamiliar. I probably haven't seen you before. Are you..." The man looked around, "... Did you go to the wrong place?" His face was full of doubts, "Or did you come into contact with some disaster that caused your appearance to change? Are you Mr. Batley?"

Saul shook his head, "No, I just came today." His tone was calm, "I want to know about the Medal of Honor."

There was an expression of sudden realization on the face of the male staff member, he leaned forward, raised his head and replied, "Oh, that's it, excuse me, are you an alchemist?"

Although he asked like this, Dang his tone was full of disbelief.

"Probably not." The female staff member shook her head, observing the clothes on Sauer's body.

Sauer was wearing the old clothes of the crew. Although they were not as good as the clothes of the guards, compared to the clothes of the miners, the quality was considered good. However, in Westwood Port, it looked a little shabby.

"Mystic? It doesn't look like..." The male staff continued to ask, "Or, how about using the power of blood?"

The power of blood?It seems that there are more ways to fight disaster than I thought.

Saul frowned slightly.

Seeing that Shaoer didn't answer right away, the female staff sighed and said in a slightly sharp voice: "If you are an ordinary person and just want to try your luck, I advise you to give up. If you want to make money, you can find other jobs. If you encounter a disaster, you don't even know how you died. There is no need to risk your life."

"It's not that we look down on you. This month, more than a dozen people died in things like trying their luck. Alas, what to do is not good, you have to try your luck in this kind of thing." The male staff member said and shook his head, "There are so many jobs in Westwood Port, why do we have to send them to death? It's fine to send them to death. If the type of disaster changes, it will cause new troubles..." He waved his hand, clearly meaning to disperse them.

Shalton suddenly understood that the two had misunderstood themselves and thought they were just ordinary people.

He was not angry, and revealed his identity, "I am the quencher."

When the two heard this, they were very surprised, and they all looked at Shaoer carefully, but in the next second, instead of having an expression of belief on their faces, there was a trace of embarrassment turning into anger.

"What's your name?" The female staff member said in a bad tone.

Sauer thought for a while, and answered truthfully, as long as it doesn't involve Stewart Island, it won't matter, "Saul."

"Sauer, listen carefully." The female staff stood up and pointed at Saul with her right index finger. "I don't know where you heard this word. Do you know what the quencher means? It means that we can rest assured that we can hand over the most dangerous disaster incident to you. Even if you don't solve the disaster incident, just returning safely is very important information."

As she spoke, she seemed to realize that she had lost her composure, so she sighed and sat down. Then, as if she remembered something, she muttered to herself: "The quencher...if only I were a quencher...why am I not a quencher..." As she spoke, she began to scratch her hair.

"We are doing it for your own good." The male staff persuaded earnestly: "Oh, there have been more and more disasters in Westwood Port recently, and I feel that something bad is happening. I usually don't tell ordinary people about this kind of thing. Don't talk about it, just know it yourself."

Hearing what the two said, Sauer suddenly remembered some comments made by the inspector and the mystic.

He is a rare quencher miner.

Of course, miners are not rare, the rare ones are quenchers, but it also reflects one thing, the status of quenchers may be much higher than Sauer imagined, especially when dealing with disaster events.

"How can I prove myself?" Saul asked, with his hands folded on his chest, showing no intention of leaving.

　The price has been revised, from 3 silver a day to 1 silver for 3 days, the corresponding funds of Sauer have also shrunk.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)