Nazarick Rimuru

Barubro opened his mouth and explained to Paolo Hophou that even if he could not see him, he probably would not be in any danger in Yerantir with his status as a prince.

However, if he can’t see it, he must use his power as a prince, after all, the other party dares to deceive the future king on the territory of the kingdom.

Why not take a night of rest in Yerantir and see the difference between the tavern in Yerantir and the royal capital.

Paul Lophou nodded, he understood the nature of His Royal Highness, since he couldn’t stop it, he could only change his words, but he had to follow this time.

And I heard that there were a few girls with good figures in the tavern of Yerantir… Just relax.

Even though he was over fifty years old, the body of the Marquis of Paul Lop was still tough, and the scars on his body did not leave him with any old injuries.

Because of his future relationship with His Royal Highness, if he allowed the prince to go to Yerantir by himself, he would definitely mess around.

He didn’t want Barubro to go on his own, in large part because of that.

After all, as Barubro’s future father-in-law, he still has to help his daughter limit the number of lovers of this prince.

Then, he can only be wronged that Paul Lop waited for himself to accompany the beauties of those taverns.

The guards who followed the two followed the order and stopped at the entrance of the tavern called the adventurer’s hotel, because they had already asked the local garrison of Yerantir to check the safety of the place before coming here, so the two walked into the tavern with confidence.

Seeing the noble status of these two, the ordinary waiters in the tavern naturally did not dare to treat this royal family in the same way as ordinary people, and hurriedly called the boss out.

After all, the owner of this small shop also has the identity of a small nobleman, and in the face of the royal family, it is only in line with etiquette for her to personally entertain her.

With a suitable smile on her face, Sylvia, the female owner of the store, greeted her.

“Welcome His Royal Highness Prince Barubro, Paul Lop is waiting to visit the small shop, the presence of the two adults makes the small shop shine.”

Compared to entertaining those adventurer guests with ordinary status, Sylvia, who is a hotelier, naturally understands that her small industry naturally cannot enter the eyes of such a rank nobleman, so the reason why the other party will come here can be speculated.

Thinking of the maids who came to the shop not long ago, Sylvia shivered.

It is estimated that these two adults are the targets of those people, but what Sylvia can’t figure out is why they met here if they just met.

If you are talking about important matters, then it would be more appropriate to ask for something more private in the barracks.

Or… Looking at Paul Lophou’s undisguised gaze in front of him, Sylvia, who thought of another possibility, sighed in her heart.

“Well…”

Prince Barubro did not respond to the greeting of the woman in front of him, which was undoubtedly an extremely unceremonial thing, but as a royal family, he did not have time to deal with these small nobles.

As a high-end adventurer’s hotel in Yerantir, this place is actually not very low-grade, but from the perspective of his royal family, it is just a place where untouchables gather.

Barubro looked around, trying to find the soulmate who supported him.

“Hahahaha, then Prince Barubro, you go and deal with things first, it doesn’t look like there is any danger here, your subordinates go and enjoy the wine here alone-”

Paul Hophou’s words seemed a little vulgar, after all, he spent most of his life galloping on the battlefield, and there was no need for red tape.

Moreover, only the prince was higher than him, and the relationship between him and the prince was extremely close, which made him seem even more unscrupulous.

Since you are here to relax, you have to have both wine and beauty.

Sylvia did not refuse Paolophou’s hand, or that she could not refuse at all.

She was just a small nobleman born in a small family, and she and her previous husband met each other because of the marriage between small nobles.

But her husband is very good to her, and does not outsource raising a lover because of a simple marriage of interests, but pays great attention to her life.

Originally, she and her husband planned to wait for the war between the Bahasid Empire and the kingdom to end for a while, so as to concentrate on breeding an heir for the two families, but just when her husband was about to come down from the battlefield and return home, he encountered a surprise attack by the Bahasid Empire cavalry and lost his life.

After that, Sylvia, who became a widow, did not remarry like the rumors around her, even if the last marriage was a political marriage formed by the family using her, but she really fell in love with her honest husband in her dealings with her.

So, since then, she has been working hard to run the hotel left by her declining husband’s family, and most of the proceeds are used to support the side branches of her husband’s family.

There is no power, no money, and the pension for her husband’s death has not been paid by the big nobles layer by layer, and in the past year, Sylvia has used her wisdom to block the harassment of many small nobles.

However, the people he faced were completely different from those small nobles he had faced before, unless…

Sylvia looked hopefully at the cubicle on the first floor, unless someone there could help her with anything.

But the people in the compartment did not move at all.

Paul Lophou did not find anything abnormal, did not care about the reluctant look on Sylvia’s face, after all, as a great nobleman, he would naturally pay the corresponding remuneration to this woman later, so he put his arm around Sylvia and slowly went upstairs.

After all, there’s still plenty of time.

As if calculating the timing, the Marquis had just left here and a woman dressed in a maid’s costume walked out of the compartment on the first floor.

“His Royal Highness the First Prince, Guian.”

“My master has ordered me to wait, and when you see Your Highness, you must come to greet you with the greatest respect.”

The maid who appears in front of Barubro is none other than one of the maid sisters from the Pleiades – Rupsregina.

The bright red hair color and beautiful appearance that looks lively are very eye-catching, but Barubro is not the kind of lecherous aristocracy.

Advocating glory and fighting, he still can’t look at this role that can only be a small noble maid.

“I, the prince, don’t you immediately come forward to greet you, forget it, lead the way!”

A weird smile appeared on Rupsregina’s face for a moment, then returned to normal, she nodded, and led Barubro to the compartment in the corner of the first floor.