The Hero in Exile

The Adventurer's Association of Ruilin City.

The guild president was waiting in his office for his subordinate Eve to report on the investigation.

"They have already left Ruilin City, right?"

"Master Shi went there on the same ship as last week."

Al held up the red wine glass, opened the unopened high-end red wine beside him and poured it in. The red wine was in good condition. Al swirled it lightly and took a small sip, but he couldn't get used to the bitterness of this wine no matter how much he drank.

"That's a shame, but how's the progress of their identity investigation?" Al simply put down his glass and stopped drinking.

"We have already guessed most of Lingyu's identity. We haven't found her among the nobles. Our people in the guard team in Ruilin City interrogated the person who issued the certificate and learned that the person named Lingyu can use holy light. She should be from the church."

El was not too surprised. After all, her network of connections was not shallow, and she also had her own spies in the aristocratic district. In addition to the group of fanatical believers in the church, even if she deliberately hid every time, she could still feel the breath of holy light. There was no other way except the church.

Al suddenly thought of something: "Then, what's the situation with that person named Moran?"

Eve hesitated but still said: "There is no such person."

Al was stunned for a moment. He could not sense any breath of holy light from this person. Even if he was the illegitimate son of a noble from other countries, he could find it himself. Then there were only the other two that he could not find.

The demons and the orcs.

"What would you two like to order?"

"Coffee," Moran replied.

"I would say the same thing as him, just add more milk and sugar."

After a while, the hotel owner came to the two of them with two cups of hot coffee. Maybe because there were many guests today, the bar owner was in a good mood and chatted with other guests from time to time.

"The two guests are probably not from here."

The bar owner sat down at the bar in front of Moran and Lingyu.

"My wife and I came from the Empire, and we agreed to come here to have some fun."

Lingyu didn't want to say anything to this guy anymore. He could just leave the bullshit to him. She knew in her heart that they were sworn enemies, but it was engraved on the adventure card, so it wouldn't be easy to be suspected. Lingyu comforted herself.

"By the way, how do you know we are not from the Lionheart Kingdom? I don't think there is much difference." Moran didn't notice any difference in people's clothing and behavior from the street to the bar, which aroused Moran's interest.

"I see. How should we describe the people of Lionheart Country? We are more carefree, not particular about details. We eat meat and drink wine with big mouthfuls. It is indeed rare to order coffee like you do."

Moran looked at the people around him and saw that they were all drinking beer and coffee, except for himself and Lingyu.

"By the way, is there a hotel or something nearby?" Lingyu looked outside and saw that the sun was already setting, so she had to find a place to stay.

The hotel owner pointed to a sign on the street behind him. Lingyu had to work hard to see it clearly. "Love Hotel♀"

"What's there?"

"No, that's not the case, boss. You must have seen it wrong." Lingyu pulled back Moran who was about to turn around and gave the inn owner a look. The boss himself didn't expect that just a joke would make him feel the threat of death.

The hotel owner quickly changed his words and said, "Turn left and walk to the end, then turn right and you'll arrive in about 50 meters."

Even if I changed my words now, I could still feel someone's sad eyes, as well as Moran's confused look as if he didn't know what was going on.

At this time Lingyu found that the innkeeper looked a little familiar, with a small sexy mustache and a shiny side-parted hairstyle.

"Boss, do you like painting?"

"How did you know?" The bar owner showed a moment of surprise on his face.

"It's nothing, you just have this kind of temperament." Lingyu didn't know how to complain.

"Haha, really."

It was getting late, so after briefly asking about the situation in Shihai City, we prepared to leave.

"Then let's go first."

"Goodbye." Moran said goodbye to him, which was rare because he got along well with him.

"Oh oh oh, come again if there's a chance."

When Lingyu and Moran were leaving the bar, a larger man passed them and walked into the bar. The man looked back at Lingyu thoughtfully, but walked in at the boss's call.

"Look, isn't this my old friend, the city lord, Duke Brunson? Come in and have a seat. I have reserved some high-end imported red wine for you." As he said this, the bar owner took out one of his special stools and took out a bottle of high-end-looking wine from the corner of the wall cabinet.

Brunson sat on the chair and couldn't help but look back at the figure. He was in no mood to drink the wine brought by the innkeeper and shook his head.

"What's wrong, old buddy? You seem to be in a bad mood." The bar owner could tell at a glance that something was wrong with this guy, who usually was addicted to alcohol.

"Yes, recently the orcs have attacked too many of our caravans. Although they didn't hurt anyone, the financial losses they caused were quite a lot. Anyway, there are a lot of things going on."

Brunson looked melancholy, his muscular arms resting limply on the table.

"It's okay, old buddy. This kind of thing happens to us a lot. We've all been through it, so just relax."

"That's right." Brunson chuckled and thought, "By the way, who were those two people just now? They looked so familiar."

"The others are from the Empire. You must have made a mistake when they arrived today. One is called Moran and the other is Lingyu."

"Lingyu?!"