"...Don't come up and be so intense later!"
After finally realizing what was wrong, I immediately reached out and stopped.
The strong man behind him continued to punch as if he didn't hear what I said.
A flash of magic flashed by, the mage's shield was passively triggered, and honeycomb-shaped illusory armor appeared faintly in mid-air.
"No, guest, if you are not satisfied with my service attitude, you can't just hit them when you come up!"
The black thorn is held in my hand, ready to be thrown out at any time.
If he is really determined to fight, then I won't be a coward.
"Brother Lin!" Teresa screamed from behind.
The noble was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Wait a moment...let me hear what he plans to say."
"But Master——"
"There's no poison in the wine." The noble boy shook the cup, and there was still a little residual liquid in it.
"It's finally settled." I breathed a sigh of relief.
The aura of the aristocratic young man in front of him has become different. It is really hard to imagine that the second generation ancestor just looked like the same person now.
"I was wondering just now why a second-generation ancestor came to this small place where birds don't poop. Generally speaking, if you pretend to be a playboy, you have to find a place where you can enjoy peace and happiness." I was still a little bit confused. Depressed, I had clearly noticed that something was wrong just now, but because of my lack of care, I ignored the violation, "Although you think that the inability to sober up should not be done by people like me, but it is a pity. I am indeed the owner of this hotel, but I just came here less than a month ago and I am not very skilled in business, and then——"
I sighed and said, "If you really want to be a dandy, why don't you just put it in your pocket and leave, or don't drink at all? And for things like collecting taxes, the second generation ancestor will not come here by himself, right?"
"Isn't the motive wrong?" The noble in front of him covered his head in annoyance, "Yes... you are right, the real second generation ancestor will not do the work personally, even if he just stands It’s impossible even from the side.”
"So I'm curious."
The person who had just punched had already stood behind the noble, but his eyes kept staring at me.
But I don't need to care about this at all.
I walked up to him, pulled out a chair and sat down, already having some answers in my mind.
"There is an internal struggle within the family. Are you the second son or something? Are you here to pretend to be a playboy because you want your brothers to give up paying attention to you?"
This routine is almost out of novels.
"It's really unpleasant to be looked at by others." The young noble narrowed his eyes slightly.
The main reason is that your routine is too deeply rooted in people's hearts. After I judged your basic identity, my mind automatically came to a bunch of novels I saw when I was still on the earth. Logically speaking, your template is perfect. He is a protagonist...
"Mainly, your acting skills are too exaggerated. I really want to make people punch you, but the feeling of violation is still a bit serious." I said seriously.
After confirming with the corner of my eye that Teresa had hid behind the counter, I felt a little relieved.
"So, who are you?" The young nobleman supported his chin with his hand and made a random movement that was completely inconsistent with noble etiquette. "Don't tell me that you are really just an ordinary innkeeper."
"I am indeed the boss, but whether it is ordinary or not is another matter - I even have ledgers."
The young noble looked at me with complicated eyes for a few seconds, then sighed, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Field, and I am currently the lord of this place."
"Hello, my name is Lin Zhihe, and I am currently the owner of this hotel."
Field opened his mouth, probably planning to say something, but in the end he shook his head as if in denial.
"Don't tell anyone what happened today. It's troublesome."
I curled my lips and said, "You don't have any hush money? You don't have enough sincerity."
"You don't need to pay any taxes in the future."
Mosquito legs.
My usual income comes from non-hotel income, and there is really not much profit from opening a normal store.
"So-so, but in exchange, let me give you some advice. This is not a good place for you to imagine a comeback. If the demons start a war, this place will be the first to be impacted."
Of course, this is obvious.
But I know that it is absolutely impossible for the demons to attack from this direction, so this is the safest position. I am just worried that if there is a lord here, many things will become inconvenient.
For example, a businessman or something.
"It doesn't matter, I just want to live, but it's not bad to die at the hands of the demons." He smiled mockingly, "After all, in that case, my father can give me a name to show off to."
There is quite a lot of resentment.
But it seems interesting. How about a little extra income?
When he stood up and was about to leave, I said, "If you really have any problems that can't be solved, you can come to me. I might be able to help."
He paused and then said, "Thanks...but no thanks."
After tidying up his clothes a little, he became the playboy again and walked out laughing.
Interesting guy.
"Brother Lin was so powerful just now!" Teresa ran over, her eyes seemed to be shining, "Next time if there is someone, I will do the same -"
"Wait a minute, that's a special situation! Don't just learn this kind of thing casually!"
So it’s true that children can imitate adults! ?
So I gave a normal and good demonstration of how to receive guests.
Sure enough, no one came the next afternoon.
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that my hotel does not make much money from other people staying in the hotel. Instead, all the funds now come from solving inexplicable things.
So should I consider opening a master house or something?
But it seems that there is no such thing as a master house in another world.
When I was thinking, my mind wandered, and I sat at the front desk, my eyes wandering around the empty lobby of the hotel, and finally fixed on the bottle of wine for some reason.
The wine that Field calls "the hero" sounds like it has a lot of origins.
At the same time, it also indirectly proves that the owner of this hotel may be a great person.
Since you won't have to worry about money in the short term, let's set a goal.
Let’s find out a little bit about the identity of the previous boss.
Although this may be a mystery, if you consider that if you live without a goal, your whole body will immediately become agitated, and it will be difficult to get started again later.
After seeing Kyle Russ coming in from the door, I came back from my thoughts.
"Teresa, we're closing."
"Sheep are so cute, why do you want to beat them?"
"...It's just that the hotel is closing."
