There was no dense river net as dense as the Raven Principality, nor was there so many people. So when Sid approached Feilorenze, the capital of the Principality of the Dead, he simply found one of the best hotels in the suburbs to live in.

This is a large hotel with three-story structure and two other museums. It has all kinds of facilities, including restaurants, banquet halls, blacksmith shops, shops, bars, tea rooms, training rooms, hot spring baths, and even a small theater.

In February, there were not many guests, and they were scattered and scattered in the gorgeously decorated lobby, drinking and blowing. Sid could notice that as he got closer to Feilorenze, more and more dwarves could be seen. The dwarves who came out of the Greenham mountains in the northern Principal of the Stag had a good relationship with the Stag, and they liked to do business with the Stag, although other empires would offer higher prices to the Dwarves, but unless they were in a hurry to use money or a trustworthy partner, the Dwarves' answer was always: "nay(no)!"

Sid's appearance caused laughter from everyone in the lobby.

"Hahaha, where do you get the countryside dog?"

"There are no beggars here, sir!"

"Hey, buddy, there is a sink outside, can you wash yourself first?"

"You will be arrested when you enter the city like this, brother."

People spoke to Sid in a mocking tone, especially the sub-dragon blood on their bodies exuded an unpleasant fishy smell.

Sid didn't say much, he raised his arm.

The huge flying dragon's head was lifted up by him and hung on his shoulders.

The hotel lobby was silent for a moment, and everyone who had mocked Sid before closed their mouths silently.

This is the deterrent power of the Dragon Slayer. Although it is impossible to determine whether it is Sidd, people will still maintain enough awe of him.

But the Hart Man still showed his own characteristics. Sid believed that if he was in Rezlan or the Wolf now, the people in the lobby should have given him a lot of applause, and someone would also invite him to drink instead of embarrassing silence.

When she arrived at the bar, a beautiful and dignified woman in a big bear fur coat was ready for reception. When she smelled the fishy smell of dragon blood on Sid's body, she subconsciously frowned and shrank her nose, and looked at Sid with disgusting eyes: "What kind of service do you need?"

“Luxury room, bath, the best food.”

High-end hotels are really not cheap, and Sid paid 5 Jinaiju fees for this.

The boss's wife still collected the money from Sid in disgust and told him to arrange someone to bathe and change clothes immediately and then leave.

"Wait, boss lady, I want to ask, how much bounty can this dragon head get?" Sid called out to the boss lady.

"Borrow? What bounty?" The boss lady didn't understand what Sid was saying: "We don't have a bounty mission."

"Ah?" Sid was surprised. He heard the news of a two-legged flying dragon appearing when he was on the border of the Principality of the Deer. According to normal circumstances, the nearby nobles and churches should have to respond, and at least there should be a reward!

"What's there to be surprised? Sir, you must have come from another place!" After hearing Sid's explanation, the boss's attitude became even more strange. She glanced at Sid and shook her hand: "Don't treat our stag as another place in the Holy Empire. We don't need mercenaries here. Of course, I know that there has been a two-legged flying dragon activity recently. We Hart people all believe that the Knights and gentlemen will solve the problem well. We don't need to offer rewards for this, nor do we need mercenaries to help us solve the problem."

"Even if you take this dragon head to the city, you won't get a bounty, sir." The boss lady concluded: "There is no Mercenary Guild in Feilorenze. We don't need mercenaries here very much. You have to learn to understand the national conditions of our hart."

Sid was speechless, he sighed in disappointment, nodded, and was about to go upstairs to prepare for a shower.

The proprietress looked at the young man exhausted and called him again: "Wait, can you show me your ID?"

"Is there anything else?" Sid turned around helplessly and handed the hart permanent residence permit to the boss's wife.

"Mr. Sid Yabolun, right? Hey, you're like this... forget it." The boss's wife looked at Sid's ID to confirm that he was not a smuggler, so she simply took out a small bag from the table: "Let's do this, how much bounty can this dragon head get outside?"

"200 Jin'eju." Sid casually quoted a price. He didn't know what the boss lady wanted to do.

"Okay, for the sake of your helping our tartar Principal get rid of this two-legged flying dragon, I will pay you this bounty." The proprietress counted the money from under the table, took out a small bag to signal Sid to follow: "Come on, sir, thank you for your contribution to our tartar Principality, which you deserve."

"Wait, didn't you say that the official does not have a bounty?" Sid was stunned.

"There is no official bounty, I will give you privately, sir." The boss smiled and wanted to pat Sid on the shoulder, and his hands were stretched out. As Sid was too dirty, he took it back. She said solemnly: "Please believe me, Mr. Yabolun, we are very grateful for your contribution to our hart. Please keep this original intention of helping others. Believe us, hart is a place where good people will definitely get good rewards. I swear in the name of Goddess Melitae."

The boss's wife was not kidding. She really put the purse in her hand seriously into Sid's hand. Sid picked up the purse and weighed it for a moment. It was indeed about two hundred Jin'erjus.

A thin warmth appeared in the boy's heart. He nodded and took the purse, then put the dragon head down: "Then I'll leave this to you, boss lady, hang it on your door or on the lobby."

"Okay, go and wash yourself, it's so stinking." The boss's wife didn't care much, she waved her hand and signaled Sid to take a shower as soon as possible.

When Sid took a lot of trophy upstairs, the boss lady asked the guys to send the two-legged flying dragon's head to the city to pickle and mount the watch, then he remembered something.

Sid Yabolun? Why does this name sound familiar?

A customer came soon, and the boss’s wife didn’t think much about it and continued to check in for the new customer.

An hour later, after taking a shower, shaving his beard, he put on a standard black vulture royal guard dress, and the refreshing beautiful boy appeared from the stairs on the second floor.

The unforgettable handsome boy, full of amazing charm, walked down the stairs. His silver hair was dazzling and dazzling. His sea-blue eyes were as gorgeous as the starry sky. All those who looked at his handsome appearance were swallowed by his eyes and willingly surrendered to his charm. He smiled at everyone, and all the civilians who were drinking and chatting in the lobby held their breath.

Then, he quickly gathered towards Sid.

What a handsome guy!

Handsome guy, who are you? Did you come to the Principality of the Hart for the first time? Do you need someone to be a tour guide?

What's your name, handsome guy?

I'll treat you to a drink!

People surrounded Sid in the middle, excitedly asked about his name, invited him to sit down and drink with him, and even invited him to watch the bard's drama performance at night.

"Wait, wait!" The bard in the hotel also came to the silver-haired handsome man: "You are the dragon-slaying warrior just now? Can you tell me your story? Sir? My name is Larson, and I am a bard in the store. I am willing to give you 50 Jin'erju adaptation fees, no, 80!"

Sid was speechless.

I was the Dragon Slayer Warrior just now, but you all disliked me. Now I took a shower and shaved my beard. Are you just welcomed me?

He began to understand the logic of the Hart Man a little.

To summarize it briefly, in Rizlan and in the evil wolf, people's logic was: we are bigger, we are stronger, waaagh!

"Reincarnation Paradise"

And on the side of Mudra, people's logic is: being strong is only for a moment, being handsome is for a lifetime.

If you are strong but not handsome, you are a native dog, typical of which is Rizlan's native dog king.

What they like most are strong, handsome and talented people, who are the most popular among the Hart people.

Sid immediately became the darling of everyone in the entire high-end hotel. They sat around Sid, listening to his story of his dragon slaying, and cheering from time to time, and all of this soon caused even greater cheers because of his name.

It turns out that he is Sid!

It was the attendant of Princess Charlotte's best friend, Princess Charlotte, who was recently in the fire and explosion of theatres. Sheid, the Punisher! Sheid, the Devil Slaughter! Sheid, who endured humiliation for several years in order to avenge his enemies!

His name has spread throughout the Principality of the Dead with epic stories such as "The Defeat of the King of Pain" and "The Shadow of the Wolf".

The hart people are born to like to listen to epics and watch dramas. Here, Sid's name is even more widely spread than in the evil wolf or the raven.

He already has a certain degree of "legacy". When people mention his name, they will be proud, excited, worship, and may be afraid. But in any case, Sid's name has gradually become known to everyone due to the vigorous publicity of the Holy Empire and the Heavenly Church.

Sid found that the direction of things was leaving his control, but facing the enthusiasm of the stag and the crowd, Sid couldn't say anything else.

This high-end hotel has a creeping dragon and tiger. Sid's Eye of Judgment soon discovered that there were at least three model-level professions here, and there should even be a hero-level profession here to watch the scene.

No strong man is left behind any large hotel in the suburbs.

After two filet mignons, Sid found a booth to sit down. Opposite him was the bard, "Flower Pianist", Larson, who was stationed in this large hotel.

This is a minstrel dressed in a round hood and a green lantern performance dress. He has a round face, a pair of deep sleeping eye sockets and black eyeballs, a big hooked nose, and a very clean-maid gentleman goatee shaking up and down with his master's movements.

He was very interested in Sid's story and wanted to create an epic for Sid to tell his feat of killing dragons.

Many advanced adventurers like to do this, and high popularity is important for adventurers.

In this world, whether it is a good reputation or a bad reputation, if an adventurer wants to enter the system of the sacred empire, he needs fame. Only with fame can he be appreciated by the nobles, noticed by the gods, and obtained a canonization.

Sid agreed to Larson adapting his story because his actions do require reputation for the rest of his actions.

At the same time, he also learned about the recent news about the Principality of the Stag from Larson.

The biggest news is naturally the adult celebration of Princess Charlotte, which is aside for the time being.

Secondly, several news caught Sid's attention.

"Mr. Sid, it is said that the famous bull genius, Otto Hezelham will arrive in Philipolenze soon!" The bard Larson said to Sid quietly: "According to reliable news, this bull genius, Otto Hezelham, came to propose marriage to our princess!"

"Oh? Proposing marriage?" Xide was extremely handsome, with his facial features as sunny as the midsummer sun, and his face showed an interesting look on his face: "Can you tell me in detail?"

The Duchy of Bulls is one of the seven major priests. It is located in the south of the Holy Empire, the west of the Duchy of Wolf, and the central dynasty directly governs the southern part. This priest is famous for its prosperous animal husbandry, rich in knights and great swordsmen, and poor character. The Duchy of Bulls and the Duchy of Golden Lion are also the only two of the seven major priests that have never entered the central dynasty.

These two principalities were one step slower than the Raven Principality when the Sixth Dynasty was first established, and finally achieved the Black Eagle Dynasty. Therefore, they had a great opinion on the Black Eagle Dynasty and always fought against the Black Eagle Royal Family.

"Otto Hazelheim is 26 years old and is a famous Hazelheim family. And like you, he suddenly showed signs of bloodline returning to his ancestors when he was a child. He was a legendary powerhouse at a young age. After seeing Princess Charlotte at a banquet in Saint White City a year ago, he was shocked and asked the Grand Duke to marry His Highness on the spot. Our Grand Duke did not answer the application of His Highness the Princess who came to rude him after being underage. Unexpectedly, this guy chased us the Stag." The bard Larson shared his own rumor with Sid: "It is said that he came to Fei Luolunze to marry His Highness the Princess!"

"But I don't like him. Everyone who has seen Mr. Hazelheim knows that he is as arrogant as a bull. He always speaks "We Kaltis". He is a guy who can't afford to lose. You will know that after you see it."

Otto Hazelheim? Bloodline Ancestralization?

Could he be one of the six hosts?

"That's it." Sid nodded, not saying anything: "Is there any other news?"

"There is also news that there is a Void Realm ruin that is being realized, a few dozen kilometers away from here." Larson picked up a wooden barrel glass and drank a sip of beer: "There are many adventurers coming to the Stag lately, and they all came for this Void Realm ruin. Mr. Sid, are you too?"

"Maybe." When Sid wanted to inquire about the news, several wizards wearing orange robes walked in from outside.

The leader was wearing a luxurious robe with silk fabrics obliquely, with a golden turban wrapped around his head, and a string of gold and silver jewelry, wheat-colored skin, black hair and blue eyes, and looked less than thirty years old.

Their cloaks and robes are painted with seven shields. The position of the shield is not an ordinary arrangement, but a special position fixed. The shield on each shield is different. The shield at the top is obviously the most important, with the picture of the star crystal on it.

Except for the seven-faced shield, each of them had a same gold pendant hanging on their chests. The shape on it was called "Eye of Wisdom". An eyeball was connected to the shape of the character "Ding", and the eyeball was slightly opened.

"Seven Shield Alliance? Wizard?" Everyone in the lobby whispered.

Before everyone could speak, the wizard in charge spoke. He spoke gracefully with a clear seven-shield accent: "Is that dragon slayer here? We saw him in."

"We want to talk to him!"

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