I'm bald, but I haven't become stronger
As the best portrayal of the monk profession in another world, there should be no problem.
"Well, you don't need to care about this boss anyway, how about just treating it as my little hobby?" The uncle in front of me waved his hand, looking carefree.
Unfortunately, I thought you were a serious person at first.
But I beg to differ on the idea of small hobbies.
After all, besides monks, there is another profession that also requires this...
Ascetic.
Although in the name of the Holy See and the Holy Light, in fact most of the ascetics are not under the control of the Holy See, and even the Holy See cannot directly command them.
For them, except "God", there is no one they can bow to.
But the strength is also a mystery.
Because ascetics are a rare hidden profession, I haven't heard much about ascetics at all.
And I know that this profession is also the result of studying in the Holy See...
Anyway, I took one look at this uncle's appearance and felt that if all the ascetics were like this, the world would be over.
Of course, white bread is prepared in the store. As a staple food, white bread should be considered a bit more advanced, but ordinary families can still eat it every once in a while.
Probably the status is similar to my dumpling on earth.
I won’t eat it every day, but if I want to eat it every day, it’s not a big problem. It’s just that it’s troublesome to wrap it up...
Afterwards, he took out the fresh bread that had been prepared and placed it on the uncle's table. Although it was a little cold, it was just right to eat now.
Because it uses an improved formula from the earth, it is much better than ordinary white bread.
The rain subsided a little, and Kellas woke up from her dream. She suddenly raised her head and looked at me and said blankly: "Hey, is it time for dinner? I'm hungry."
I thought you were suddenly acting like this because you had a nightmare, and your sudden surge of emotions was because the biological clock in your body had reached meal time?
But if she followed her usual actions, the old man in front of her might be scared to death.
How can a little girl eat so much?
Although the monster meat has alleviated her appetite to a certain extent, her appetite after this relief is also very alarming.
That is, from three menus to one menu!
So I greeted Kyle Russ a little bit.
Kellas looked around hazily, then woke up immediately.
"Hey, I'll go! Boss, you have a normal person in this store!"
The uncle's hand stopped immediately.
No, what are you talking about? This is obviously a serious store, so of course everyone who comes here is also a serious person!
"Ahem, ahem, some unusual people have indeed been here recently - but my store is definitely a conscience store."
The price of the room is absolutely affordable! Moreover, there will be no suffocating practices such as sky-high prices and forced buying and selling of the dishes on the menu.
"...I understand." He stopped, with a strange smile on his face, "After all, this is this place. Although the shop owner has changed, isn't it normal for strange people to come?"
Come on, I'm afraid it's another one who has a relationship with the previous boss.
Kellas looked at me strangely, then stuck out her tongue, and then ran upstairs with a thump.
Then he ran down again.
"Boss Lin, as usual, just send the food upstairs."
——So you came here just for this?
But having said that, Kellas is surprisingly very good at observing words and emotions.
"Ah, don't be like this. Although I'm not sure how you came to be the boss of this hotel, it's actually the same to us."
I stopped my hand, then leaned over slightly to touch the sword placed under the counter. If the person in front of me made any move, I could directly cut off the counter and launch an attack.
And it’s a little weird now that I think about it.
I clearly asked him what he was doing at first, but she changed the subject in the end, and I didn't notice at all.
"Guest, what are you here for?"
"Killing." He smiled. "The content is top secret, and I didn't plan to tell you originally, but because it was a request from the owner of the safe house, I just revealed it a little bit."
It's a killer.
In this case, his behavior can probably be understood.
Immediately before the assassination, the food and beverage must not have an overly strong smell, otherwise a smell that is different from the environment will appear.
Although it is completely imperceptible to me, many assassins follow this as a rule.
"Since you want to live here, the target is probably nearby. Not far away is the territory of the demon clan. I'm sorry you don't have the guts to assassinate the demon king. And there is probably no one nearby who has any blood feud, so you have to hire a killer to crush the bones and spread the ashes. Things that can only be solved..."
A little contact with the previous situation.
"Your target must be the new lord."
The bloody plot of family fighting just appeared in front of me.
If Field was the protagonist of the novel, I should be shocked by Field's domineering spirit at this time, and moved by his way of getting rid of his fate - anyway, find a suitable reason to stop the killer, kill him, sweep away the money and bury it in the back of the mountain. , and then told Field when he came here that I actually helped stop a very powerful killer, and finally pretended to sigh that I saw my younger self.
As an NPC, you should have NPC awareness.
Unfortunately, I am a time traveler.
So I'm tired of this kind of concoction at point X, and I want to try something exciting...
"Oh? So what advice does the hotel owner have?" He looked at me with a smile, "Or - you want to advise me?"
"It's okay, you can go ahead. The hotel is absolutely neutral."
"...Then why did you look like I was going to take action just now?" The uncle curled his lips and quietly put away the dagger, "I saw you were about to open it up, and I was planning to walk into the Shadow Realm."
"Mainly, I think I have to find a new fun." I said seriously, "Otherwise, no one would come to this place, and no one in the town would know me. Now, although I want to make money, I can't find a way, so I have to have a way. Something for entertainment.”
"……What?"
In fact, I just want to watch as a bystander how this kind of acquired protagonist can change his fate against the odds.
According to us earthlings, Field's setting is a template for the protagonist.
"Nothing, nothing, hahaha. Anyway, I won't hinder you. You can go ahead with confidence." I shrugged, indicating that I didn't care.
You love to fight and kill, but don’t forget to ask me to come over and watch the show...
