"This is your room key, please be careful to keep it... Loss requires compensation for the cost."

"If you have any questions, you can contact the front desk through the sound transmission copper tube in the room."

The receptionist in maid's clothing handed over a string of brass keys to Surman. The latter glanced at the key but did not move. He turned around and looked at Sherlock with red wine-like eyes, quietly looking at the companion.

Hell... Sherlock understood what he meant, and couldn't help but his eyelids twitched, and he took out his wallet with great distress.

From the wallet, Sherlock drew a banknote worth 3 gold pounds, which was engraved with the image emblem of the Northern Alliance. It was the joint currency issued by the five major churches and the only currency in the cold soil of the north. The currency system was the same as in the dusk field.

He pushed the banknote to the young maid, with freckles on his face, and added with a smile: "Without the resident certificate of Cangxue Mountains, an additional 6 copper penny/day stay tax is required. The two gentlemen's fees are combined, which is 1 silver order/day, and I will include it in the room fee."

"good."

Sherlock gritted his teeth hard and squeezed out a word from his teeth. Then he turned his head and did not dare to see the scene of the maid taking the money.

"Come on." Surman put away the brass key and headed towards the second floor.

Seeing this, Sherlock consciously picked up his salute and followed the other party. However, his thoughts were turned in his heart and he silently thought about countermeasures. To be precise, it should be a way to get rid of "Mr. Yasen".

As a backbone member of the [New Order Society], Sherlock is carrying out a hunting mission. When he comes to the Cangxue Mountains, he needs to contact the local president and report his own situation.

However, given that Mr. Yasen was there, he could not complete all this process.

If there was no problem with the [New Order Council], at this moment, the president would definitely know that he had made a mistake and could not contact the organization. It is very likely that the president would personally come to rescue his subordinates who were "trapped"... Thinking of this, Sherlock was excited.

Although he has contractual power, the president's strength is a real third-level. If placed in other city-states, it will be the level of "Absolution Members".

Even in the Port of Rage Shark, a top city-state second only to the Holy City of the Church, is treated quite well by a member of the parliament. They are qualified to participate in the House of Representatives. Even the last seat of the House of Lower Class can still be called a well-known figure.

The president can deal with him... no, as long as he can intimidate this guy!

He was afraid of the strength of the president and no longer used the contract to bind me, just like the golden son James who had left us in front. Because of Yasen's initiative to agree, he was not fed by the contract... Sherlock thought silently and couldn't help but feel a little excited.

He was able to endure silently and persist until now, and to a large extent, he placed his hope on the president.

I hope she can fight Mr. Yasen and return my freedom to return... Sherlock followed Surman to the second floor with a salute.

This is a folk hotel in the snow-fog area, and it is still open to foreigners.

The accommodation rooms that were not beautifully decorated but were quite clean formed the second floor scene. Surman found their room according to the number on the brass key.

This is a typical suite with a master bedroom and a matching maid's room with floor-to-ceiling windows on the wall to see the street outside the hotel.

However, the extremely rich fog hindered their vision. Even if Surman had [dark vision], this characteristic ability only abandoned the influence of darkness, which did not mean that he could see through the strange fog in the Cangxue Mountains.

This kind of fog was a product left by the fog giants of the Silver Age in the last era.........

"Unless I can get the derivative skills of [Dark Vision], explore this trait ability more deeply, and even develop it to the level of "spirit vision" - hey, this requires a powerful task!" Surman silently thought about how to solve the problem.

Unfortunately, since he finished escorting at Ms. Hei Die last time, a precious task given to the skill scroll, he has never triggered such a task. He can only watch it silently, hoping that this hunting trip in the Cangxue Mountains will give him a surprise.

Sherlock, who was conscious of the servant, moved into the servant's room next door after tidying up the salute.

Surman stayed in the master bedroom, closed the door, and sat quietly at the desk.

He took advantage of this little time to sort out his body.

After getting off the steam train, Surman had some more spoils on his body, plus his original possession, the specific content was:

A [Mirror Shadow Box] suspected to be a D-level soul tool, with its characteristic effect as an item in the mage profession.

Two pieces of contract paper, one is a light yellow color, the other is a second-order contract, and the other is a third-order contract.

All other inventory was consumed, especially on the steam train, Surman consumed a second-level contract for the two objects. At present, the contract paper he obtained from President Qisheng has already reached the bottom of the inventory.

Fortunately, the third-level contract is still on my body. I hope there is a blind pardon member who can hit Surman's gun and taste the taste of this contract.

Then there is the mysterious oil painting in the sewer. This is a beacon of the virtual world, which should be related to a secret hideout. Unfortunately, Ebis is not by his side and cannot use it for the time being.

Next is the contact secret volume seized by Surman from another "Stuart's Remnant" after the battle in Gangdian City ended. However, the bloodline of the direct line is required to activate the secret message function above......Surman has a way to do this. He knows that some mysterious means can purify the substances in the blood, including the bloodline marks corresponding to the "Direct Line".

"If there is a suitable alchemy environment and a 'People Spirit Craftsman', I am sure to purify the bloodline mark and disguise myself as a direct line to open the contact secret scroll... This is an excellent way!" Surman thought about using the method, and if he wanted to say that the People Spirit Craftsman he knew seemed to be one of them?

Hiss, they are not around...

In addition to the contact secret scroll, Surman also grabbed a [Eye of Birth] from the Hunting Church during the battle in Gangdian City. This is a C-level soul tool, comparable to the Dawn level! However, it is still in a sealed state and cannot be opened easily... Otherwise, Surman will not be able to control it. With the lethality of the Dawn level, it will cause unpredictable consequences.

[Eye of Conceiving], this thing can only be used as a trump card.

After counting the extraordinary items, Surman still had nine thousand pounds on him, which was an amazing huge sum, but it did not prevent him from pursuing Sherlock's wallet in vain.

Anyway, you don’t have to pay for it yourself, this is the most pleasant thing in the world.

Finally, Surman had 35,000 experience points, which was originally more than 50,000 experience, but the upgrade experience cost a lot. At present, he still needs to be the full-level "Thousand Illusionist" and advance to the third level. Only so many experience points can be useful.

"The Thousand Illusionist is about to reach the maximum level..." Surman thought silently, and was about to ask Yin Yan, suddenly, his eyes moved.

Wow!

Surman pulled Chiba out and pointed it at the floor-to-ceiling window, but he immediately put away his weapons and frowned at the balcony outside the window.

I saw a young man covered in thorns, flipping up from the balcony.

The next moment, the embarrassed young man looked at the cold figure in front of the window, couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth, almost crying with joy.

——James Kay?

Surman recognized the other person's appearance and was a little surprised because James' expression was as beautiful as meeting a relative... I, am I that popular? The face I am using now is still the face of an uncle, Surman thought silently.

Before he could understand the reason, a familiar voice came from his ears—

[Tip: You triggered the hero event·Son of the Golden (lv38)]

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