"What does that mean?" I was a little stunned, but what Kellas said just now clearly indicated a certain possibility.
"Sister Nolanlus is a member of the Harmony sect, and she is the oldest of the Harmony sect. Her age is a mystery." Kellas put her head over to look at me mysteriously and said, "It is said that she is in One day, she suddenly appeared, killed the previous demon king here and finally became the new demon king. In the next hundred years, her appearance has not changed much. Similarly, her behavior of making friends with the demon king of death also caused some demons to think that she was actually the demon king. It’s an ancient species..."
Why?
This secret-like thing——
"I have heard of the Death Demon King. That one seems to be an undead, right? It is said that the Death Mage has existed since the Dark Ages and transformed himself into an immortal existence like a lich."
Kellas pretended not to have too much trouble, and said with a smile: "Yes, so the Demon King of Death is actually the most withdrawn among all the demon kings. He doesn't seem to have much interest in ruling, and his territory It’s not on the mainland either, but rather a demiplane, which is said to be the cemetery of the Prowler.”
The corners of my eyes twitched, and I suddenly intuitively realized the fact that the relationships within the demon clan were messy.
Compared with humans who have short lifespans and may be forgotten in two generations, the relationship among the demons, whose average lifespan is five times that of humans, can only become more and more messy, and maybe it will be found to be a bad deal in the end...
"You are also very good at gossiping. You can't understand these things casually, right?" I turned my eyes and looked at Kyle Russ.
"The main thing is that if I go to the human world, basically no one will find me, and I can't go to the Papal Kingdom or the Cathedral to make myself unhappy, so I will have nothing to do when I wander around the human world, but when I go to the demon clan They don't dare to mess with me, because they are afraid that I won't open the door to them when they die and go to hell." Kellas said with a smile, "There is no other way, if the soul can't get in, it will really be over."
You are definitely using public power for private use! ! ! !
After finally eating, the girl ran out and wandered around again. Now she seemed to not stay in the Demon King's castle very much. She probably had enough fun and now she was looking for new things.
It's nice to be carefree.
I stretched and said, "Come on, Teresa, you've got a long way to go to be a great guy."
"Yes, it is!"
Turning my head, I smiled.
"First of all, as a hotel clerk, you must have the aura to hold your head high and welcome no matter who comes in!"
"Oh oh oh! Is that so?" Teresa raised her head and looked at me with admiration.
There was a "bang" sound, and the hotel door opened.
The person who walked in carelessly was a young man wearing red, orange, and white intertwined with gold patterns and a purple scarf hanging on his chest.
He looked like he was probably a noble, and he was followed by a few strong men with fierce eyes.
Theresa quietly tugged on my sleeve and said, "Lin, Brother Lin, what should I do if I encounter this situation?"
Of course you can’t be a coward!
I said, "Look at me."
So he went out. He tried his best to put on a smile and said: "Excuse me, my guest -"
"I am the new lord here, so hurry up and pay this month's tax!" He looked obviously very impatient. "Hey, this hotel is the most profitable place in this shabby village, right? Hurry up and pay the gold coins Hand it all over!"
"Actually, we can only maintain barely enough food and clothing here, so——"
"This is the lord's proof, do you understand? As long as I give the order, your shabby shop will be uprooted."
He was so arrogant that he really wanted to punch this guy in the face.
But it is very strange. There has been no lord in this place for decades, but now there is a lord at this slightly delicate time point.
The tax I pay is not a lot, after all, I just made a lot of money. If simply paying the money can make him stop paying attention to me, then it seems to be worth it.
After all, this guy is a nominally recognized lord. If the lord is killed or beaten by the lord, he will be investigated no matter what.
The wanted matter is small, but if my identity is exposed and I can't open the hotel, it will be troublesome.
By the way, this nobleman doesn't seem to have a very bright mind, so let's try to trick him.
Thinking of this, I went back to the room and took out the tax that needed to be paid. When I left, I took a bottle of wine that was said to be very expensive.
Holding a bag full of gold coins in my hand, I came to the nobleman's eyes with a smile.
He suddenly frowned and said alertly: "What are you going to do? I am a noble with the great surname Vikar. If you plan to do something, first think about what this surname represents."
······Strictly speaking, I am not from this country at all! They are not even people from this world. If you don’t go out of your way to understand them, how can you possibly know who the nobles are?
"No, I'm not. I just want to treat you to a taste of the wine. This is a small gesture from our store."
After giving me a confused look, the noble snorted coldly.
"It's useless to please me! Just pour it out!"
——Something is wrong.
There was some sense of disobedience from the nobleman just now.
But I couldn't find where the sense of dissonance came from, so I could only take out a tall crystal glass and pour the wine into it.
The rose-colored wine poured into the glass, looking clear and quite beautiful.
This is the wine left by the previous boss, and it is hidden in the back of the warehouse. However, since I don’t drink much, I have no idea what this wine is like.
But if the former boss hid it so preciously, it must be something very powerful, right?
But now it’s just something to test.
The noble looked at the wine glass in front of him, commented for a long time and suddenly smiled, then held up the wine glass and shook it slightly.
The wine formed a small whirlpool in the cup, but he refused to take a drink.
So I opened my mouth slightly stiffly.
"Sir, our village has not had one for decades..."
"Are you the owner of this hotel?"
The words were interrupted again. If my current role was not that of a frightened villager, I would have punched him.
"Yes."
"How long have you been working here?"
"a period of time."
Because it is a somewhat difficult question, I can only answer vaguely.
After looking at me intently for a while, the noble drank the wine in one gulp.
"It's the 'Yuanxun'. What a pity for this good wine."
He smiled and looked at me.
"As someone who can get hold of this kind of wine, it's really puzzling that he can't sober up - come on."
