Chapter 1742 Secret

The hotel owner watched Qin Ran's hand shadows quietly. After a moment of silence, he shook his head.

"different."

"They are soulless."

The innkeeper said so.

"soul?"

"Yours is just an ordinary shadow play, and it has no soul?"

Bol was stunned.

Cough, cough.

The hotel owner coughed a few times. This was the first time he discovered that Bol was so annoying. He didn't even have conversation skills. How did you become a businessman?

I'm afraid your reputation and qualifications as a businessman were not bought, right?

Under the glare of the hotel owner, Bol scratched his cheek and said nothing.

The hotel owner looked at Kieran again.

"Do you think I'm lying to you?"

The hotel owner asked, and then, without waiting for Kieran to speak, he continued: "Sometimes, just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. If you have enough talent, you should be able to see it. "

"I also think you can see it."

"Unfortunately……"

As he said that, the hotel owner shook his head regretfully, as if he was regretting something.

Bol didn't speak.

But Boll believed from the bottom of his heart that this was Horuf trying to trick people.

He had seen similar methods when he was in Morsa on the border.

Some people also call themselves demon hunters, and some simply say that they are demigods. Then, they use these mysterious and mysterious words as a starting point to tell a series of things that you should worry about, but in the end, they will all be transferred to Kimpton on.

Simply put: Kimpton is a jack of all trades and can solve everything.

To sum up, it is: I will bluff you and give you money.

There are no middlemen making the difference.

Of course, Horuf is different.

At the very least, Horuf should be a somewhat capable liar.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to survive until retirement.

"Boy, I see from your eyes that you seem to be thinking about something very disrespectful to me. I think you need to be taught a lesson."

Horuf looked at Bol and his tone became unkind.

He swore that if he hadn't retired, he would hang Boer on the city gate to blow the night wind all night.

"Sometimes, the truth is so hard to accept."

"I can understand the feeling of pretending to be someone else and being addicted to it - but when it's time to wake up, you still have to wake up."

"You are Horuf, no one else."

"Even if you were once someone else, you are now Horuf, the owner of the Yanan Inn, a somewhat mysterious retired old guy. I cherish a friend like you."

"I don't mind your past either."

Bol slapped Horuf hard on the shoulder.

He told the truth.

In the initial copy, if it hadn't been for the help of the other party several times, it would have been impossible to get through to the current level. Not to mention the famous businessman of Morsa on the border, I am afraid he would have died countless times.

Boll always remembers his kindness.

Therefore, he didn't mind Horuf bragging about himself.

but……

He is not alone now.

Also taking Qin Ran with him.

A guy who is terrifying to the extreme.

Although the other party has many titles, the 'Demon of Fire' is the most popular one. What will happen if you deceive a guy who is called a 'Devil'?

Bol didn't think someone like Kieran would be patient.

Therefore, while persuading Horuf, he winked at Kieran.

There was a hint of pleading in his eyes.

He doesn't want to lose a friend.

But what surprised Boer was that Kieran ignored him at all. Instead, he stared at the wall where Horuf had just made a wolf shadow.

Kieran's strange behavior naturally attracted Horuf's attention.

The hotel owner slapped Bol's palm away with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"What do you see?"

The hotel owner who has learned a lesson does not want his excitement to be rewarded with "I am very good at hand shadow play. Not only wolves, you see, I can also do pigeons, foxes and snakes." 's answer.

However, just to confirm, the innkeeper once again showed the shadow of the wolf's hand.

"Maybe your hands are a little fat."

"It looks a little bloated."

"Like Alaska."

Qin Ran answered sincerely.

Boll got the hint, looked at it carefully, and nodded seriously.

"alike!"

Bol agreed.

Horuf:…

Horuf swore that if he had not retired, he would hang these two guys together on the city gate to blow the night breeze for two nights.

breathe!

breathe!

After taking several deep breaths, Horuf finally stopped dwelling on this issue.

He could tell that the two people in front of him did it on purpose.

Deliberately not picking up trouble from him.

As for why?

There is no doubt that both parties still lack the necessary trust.

Even if he thinks unilaterally, both parties can be trusted.

But that was not the case with the two people in front of them.

He wasn't familiar with Colin and didn't know.

The coldness and silence on the other party's face also made it difficult for him to grasp it, but he was very familiar with Boll. Look at Boll with the embarrassed smile and apologetic look on his face. If he hadn't known the other party's family history, he would have I was deceived.

asshole!

Horuf felt uncomfortable at the thought of being teased by the other party.

He talked to the other party with the mentality of leaving his last words.

But not trusted?

It's so uncomfortable.

The innkeeper's voice became cold and hard as he felt uncomfortable.

"You want to know about 'Ms. Calamity'?"

"I have some exclusive news."

"However, you must understand that a god's information is not that cheap."

"Rich?"

Kieran asked simply.

“5000 Kimpton!”

The innkeeper quoted a price.

Kieran turned directly to look at Bol.

He doesn't have enough money.

"How many?"

Bol asked stammeringly.

You must know that the capital he spent to purchase the title was only 3,000 Kimptons, and the total net worth of a well-known Morsa businessman on the border was only about 5,000 Kimptons.

on purpose!

Horuf did it on purpose!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to capture his entire net worth!

Bolton immediately guessed something, and immediately looked pitifully at the innkeeper.

He doesn't look like this, but he can't help himself. The one who makes the decision now is the 'Demon of Fire'. He just obeys orders, so why bother him?

The inner words made Bol feel even more pitiful.

Unfortunately, the innkeeper ignored Bol.

"No credit."

"Cash required."

Horuf held his shoulders and raised his chin.

Bol smiled bitterly, and then began to take off his shoes.

Under the insole he took out a money order.

It has the number 5000 on it.

Then, the smelly money order was placed on the table by Boll.

Looking at the money order, Horuf looked at Bol in surprise.

"Does the disappearance of several horse bandits at the border have something to do with you?"

The words were questioning, but the tone was extremely affirmative.

The innkeeper began to take another look at the small businessman he thought he knew.

And Qin Ran?

Still sitting there expressionless, not pretending, but really knowing that when he met Boll for the first time, Qin Ran noticed the strange sound in the other's boots, and the unique belongings. Although it was impossible to determine the amount of the coin's aura, Qin Ran's intuition told him that it should be a large amount.

Kieran trusted his intuition very much.

This time is no exception.

So, he chose a fair deal.

After Horuf was silent for about two seconds, he picked up the smelly money order and said intuitively:

"'Ms. Calamity' is weirder and more mysterious than you think."

"He is definitely not the god worshiped in that small town."

"It's not the evil spirits around."

"However, the 'black disaster' did come because of the other party."

"Similarly, we demon hunters also suffered large-scale deaths due to the 'Black Disaster', even though we were not originally pursuing the 'Black Disaster'."

In the slightly convoluted words, there was an imperceptible sadness on the face of the hotel owner.

Kieran and Boer did not speak, but listened quietly.

However, the innkeeper did not tell directly.

"Do you know about the 'Secret Order of Quiet Night'?"

the other party asked.

Kieran shook his head. He didn't know much about the copy world in front of him.

Although Bol had experienced it once, he had never been in contact with an organization that was too secretive, so he also shook his head.

“It’s a historic organization.”

"It has existed since before the founding of the empire by Attantine I."

"In fact, according to the secrets among demon hunters, it was because of its help that Atantin I unified the Northern Continent."

"Such secrets are true and credible, not rumors."

"As for why it helped Eitandine I?"

"I don't know either, and no one among the witchers knows either."

"But we know very well why this organization suddenly assassinated Aitantine I."

"What?"

Bol exclaimed.

He knew it was rude, but he couldn't restrain his surprise.

Unlike Kieran who didn't understand, Bol, who had stayed here for a period of time, clearly understood the meaning of Eitandine I.

Powerful enough to slay a dragon.

Great enough to build an empire.

There were people from different principalities gathered under his command, and some of these people were even feuding with each other. However, under the influence of the charisma of Atantin I, they all gave up their hatred and joined the great emperor's command.

And, it's not just that.

According to rumors, the Hokuriku at that time was a time when hundreds of kingdoms were competing for hegemony, and Aitantin was just a small nobleman in the countryside. Not only did he lose his fief when he reached adulthood, but he was also expelled from the principality where he lived and went into exile in the current Aitantinburg. At that time, Etantinople was still called Petersburg, and it was the territory of a grand duke.

After arriving in Petersburg, Etantine was already prepared to survive hard. However, just when the emperor was about to do some menial work to make a living, Archduke Peter summoned him and gave his only daughter to him. Married to him, and then, one month after he married the daughter of the Grand Duke, Archduke Peter fell ill and died.

Then, several surrounding principalities found an opportunity and immediately formed a coalition of 30,000 troops and rushed towards Petersburg.

The grand duke was newly deceased, and the grand duke's daughter inherited the title. However, there was an undercurrent in the duchy. The grand duke was tired of dealing with the civil strife, but foreign enemies were right in front of her. At this time, the grand duke's husband, Etandine, stood up and led 100 cavalry. Out of town.

Etandin plans to negotiate peace with the coalition forces and delay as much time as possible.

But when Etandine appeared in front of the coalition forces, a meteor fell from the sky.

30,000 coalition troops were wiped out.

Several grand dukes in the coalition also died together.

Several principalities of the coalition suddenly fell into civil strife.

Instead, Etandine and the Grand Duke quickly quelled the civil strife, and then sent troops to the coalition principalities.

According to records, the emperor swallowed up these territories without any effort, because every time he came to a city, he surrendered, and all the people were infected by the charm of the emperor, opening their doors and kneeling to welcome him.

All the way to Hokuriku was unified.

Except for the best assassination, the life of Attantine I was completely legendary.

"Etantine I was assassinated by the 'Secret Order of Silent Night'?!"

"etc!"

"At that time, Atantin I, who was in his prime, was preparing to conquer the south, and the 'Black Disaster' came from the south... Could it be?"

Bol guessed, staring at the innkeeper with twinkling eyes.

"Similar to your guess."

"Every time you walk, there will be traces."

"When the 'Black Disaster' appeared, the demon hunters discovered such traces, so everyone organized and wanted to find out."

"result?"

Horuf smiled and did not continue.

But the sadness in the laughter is self-evident.

The fact that the demon hunters suffered numerous casualties while investigating the 'Black Disaster' is not a rumor, but a fact.

Many people even believe that the demon hunters have perished.

"If the Jingye Secret Order is leading all of this, they are doing it for..."

Bol frowned slightly.

He thought of something more.

After the ‘Black Catastrophe’, the entire Atantin Empire almost collapsed.

The God of War, who was very active a few decades ago, has almost disappeared.

And the sudden 'Ms. Disaster' flashed with divine light.

The answer is obvious.

Make a god!

No!

Yes, Conferred God!

Use all of this to create the image of 'Ms. Disaster'.

Thinking of this, Bol was shocked.

Because he thought of all the evil and mysterious things that happened in the Hokuriku after the appearance of the 'Ms. Disaster'.

It’s obvious that the ‘Secret Order of Quiet Night’ is definitely not just here to create a ‘Ms. Disaster’.

Subconsciously, Bol looked at Kieran.

He hoped to get a more accurate answer from Kieran.

But to Bol's disappointment, Kieran remained expressionless.

Bol believed that Kieran should be able to guess all this from Horuf's words, but such calmness?

Did the ‘Demon of Fire’ know in advance?

impossible!

Bol wanted to shake his head, but immediately he thought of the other party's strange appearance.

Then, inexplicably, he thought of the 'Mist Giant' again.

Thinking of flames falling from the sky.

I thought of the title of ‘Ms. Disaster’.

When these were connected together, Bol's eyes changed when he looked at Kieran.

Becoming cautious, fearful, and worried.

It's like a rabbit seeing a tiger.

Horuf didn't notice the look and continued talking.

"Yes, our demon hunters are almost dead and wounded."

"Those who remain are the old, weak, sick and disabled."

"The only good thing is that some training bases are well preserved, so that we will not lose our inheritance. And that 'Ms. Disaster'?"

"He didn't get better."

"The gifts we prepared have prevented Him from becoming God in the true sense until now!"

"But we are destined to be unable to completely cut off his becoming a god, we can only delay it."

"And this time is almost over."

"So, we need help."

"It's not free. The demon hunter's thousands of years of accumulation and the opportunity to become a god will be the reward!"

As he said that, the hotel owner looked at Kieran sincerely.

After Qin Ran nodded to express his understanding, he said simply——

"I reject."