It seemed like just a moment.
Before I even noticed it, the flames of war became intense.
And this village, which was originally a border village, has become lively in every sense.
In the past month, the number of so-called travelers has reached ten times in my hotel career.
······Although it is easy to describe it this way to make people feel sad, I have really made a lot of money this month, and I even had the illusion that it would be good if it continued like this.
After all, these travelers are always willing to spend hundreds of millions of dollars to get some so-called "information."
Of course I'm very happy with this.
After reminiscing, I pretended to be cunning, and while wiping the cup that I couldn't finish wiping, and which might turn into a matte material if I wiped it again, I looked at the dusty man in front of me with an expressionless face, for fear that others would not know that he was The traveler who came across the desert said: "Sir, what do you want."
"Give me, uh, lemonade, please. Thank you."
After a simple drink, the traveler showed a stiff expression and closed his mouth tightly as if there was something unspeakable.
"What's wrong? Guest, are you not satisfied with the taste?"
Although I pretended to be concerned and asked, considering that this glass of lemon juice was rich in ingredients and had no water at all, it was easy to guess what happened.
"Very, very good!" the traveler opened his mouth and shouted.
He calmly took out his handkerchief and wiped the saliva that was about to drool, and then asked: "Excuse me, how far is it from the Immortal Fortress?"
"It's not far." I tried my best to maintain the inscrutable image of the innkeeper, and then pushed twice as much lemon juice in front of the traveler, "Since it tastes good, as the boss, I'll buy you a glass - recently Because of the war, business is actually not that good, so it’s great to have someone here.”
Of course he was lied to.
I casually glanced at the handkerchief he just took out and smiled businesslikely.
As a traveler, the handkerchief he carries with him is so clean, which really doesn't match his dusty appearance.
Probably another spy.
And it's obvious that they are just peripheral guys. People who are really spying will not even pay attention to such basic things.
The eldest prince and the second prince went to war.
The princess, on the other hand, stood still because of the legitimate reasons before, and became a disturbing and unstable factor in this battle.
What followed was countless inquiries into her current situation.
In name, she still accepts the dispatch of the royal family. However, Binelle, who has been stationed in the Immortal Fortress many times for the reason of "preparing for the Night Demon King to take advantage of the chaos", is already a complete outsider in the eyes of discerning people.
Or maybe it was a fisherman in the middle of a fight between snipe and clam.
"Really, business has been a lot worse recently?"
The traveler's words brought me back to reality. I put down the cup, poured a little rice wine and shook it gently in the cup and said, "Of course, the business now is completely incomparable with the past."
This is of course true. After all, this ghost place used to be a place where no one could be seen for a month.
"Well, if you put it this way, the current situation in the Immortal Fortress is not good either." The traveler said in surprise, "I'm about to go to that place. I don't know if outsiders are still accepted to enter."
"Who are you······"
"I crossed the desert to come to this place. Because there were wars in other places, the desert that was originally difficult to cross became a safe road." The traveler was afraid that I didn't believe it, so he shook his clothes and looked helpless. Looks like, "It's all sand."
"You - forget it." I sighed, "It's almost time. Tell me your real purpose here?"
Obtaining information is a two-way street for me, and I am too lazy to deal with this kind of spy who is not even a novice.
"Hahaha, boss, you really love to joke. I'm just a traveler."
A guy like this who has no name at all is obviously cannon fodder.
I sighed and said, "Actually, I put a sweat medicine in the drink - thank you for being able to tolerate such sour 100% lemon juice."
"Ha, haha. Boss, you must be kidding!"
I was just about to answer him, but he fell down first and hit his head on the table with a loud bang.
·····Is this guy an ordinary person?
The dosage of the sweat medicine is determined according to the professional, so——
Just when I subconsciously wanted to check on him, he suddenly roared angrily and struck me with an uppercut from an extreme distance.
Then I pushed him down on the counter with a clang.
Dense cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
"The handkerchief is the style of an aristocrat. You are not an ordinary person...but you actually let a low-level professional come to inquire about the information. No matter who sent it, it seems that they want you dead." I pressed She held his hand and said softly.
"Are you-" He suppressed it until his face turned red, and after his attempt to free his hand failed, he gave up the struggle.
"So you are actually from the princess's side? It seems that the princess and the eldest prince really have different intentions." He forced a smile.
"No more clichés. I've dealt with a lot of people like you these days." I sighed, "Forget it, let's go through the process."
"Name, age, gender, what you do."
Probably he didn't expect me to be like this, so the person in front of me was obviously stunned for a moment.
"Ah? Ah! M. Mirio, 18 years old, male, currently working as a spy——"
So honest...
"Wait, wait a minute! Why am I telling you this!"
"Actually, I didn't expect you to answer, because the first few of you didn't actually say a word." I said slowly.
And, those people will probably be baptized by spiritual magic to varying degrees.
Mirio was silent for a while and then said: "What will happen to me? Will I be executed directly?"
"Ah, that's not the case." I said seriously, "Generally speaking, it is sent to the princess to judge your crime in accordance with wartime laws. I am very law-abiding."
So the land behind me has never been touched.
"...I didn't expect you to abide by the law so much." Mirio's eyes twitched slightly.
"After all, I am a businessman."
Mirio opened his mouth, and finally sighed and said, "In that case, I'm actually relieved."
"Do you have any important information with you? You want to make up for it or something."
"Actually, I am here to deliver a letter on behalf of the second prince." He swallowed, "It's not just to confirm something."
