The little maid looked up and down at Horn. Thanks to her handsome appearance, he gave people a good first impression.

"How long do you want to live?"

"Four or five months," Horn pulled his clothes: "As you can see, I escaped from the Eastern Alliance, and I have no relatives in the Pompeii Empire, at least I have to survive the winter in Deer Antlers."

Winter will be coming in more than a month. At that time, most parts of the Noah continent will be covered with ice and snow. Many homeless people will not wake up on winter nights. The little maid can fully understand Horn's thoughts.

"Do you want a single-family house or a shared lease?"

"It doesn't matter, just have a place to live."

"Then I have an available room."

Horn raised his brow and asked the right person: "Little girl, I will pay you the rent at the local price, every month. Do you think it's okay?"

"Of course, but sir, I need to know who you are."

"My name is Horn. I used to be a businessman, now I am a refugee, oh no," Horn took out his freeman certificate and handed it to the little maid: "Now I am an imperial freeman."

"My name is Lina," the little maid took the Liberty Certificate and looked at the certificate with a little embarrassed: "I...I can't read, sorry, please wait a moment."

The little maid walked quickly to the bar, then muttered to the tavern owner.

In this regard, Horn can understand that the knowledge of this world is monopolized by the upper class, and many civilians can't even write their own names.

To be honest, he was a little surprised that the tavern owner was literate.

Not long after, the little maid returned the certificate to Horn: "Sir, if you are sure to live in my house, I suggest you wait for me to go home together after get off work."

"Okay, I just want to relax in the tavern, too."

After solving the accommodation problem, Horn was in a good mood. He picked up a buckwheat steamed bun and took a bite. The hot food stimulated the taste buds and the saliva was secreted.

As night fell, the number of people in the Drunkard's House gradually increased.

And Horn had already settled the dinner, and he ordered another glass of ale, but he didn't drink it. The French profession generally did not drink much.

The fire was swaying, and the tavern was clamoring, and Horn pricked his ears to pay attention to the chatting content of the people around him.

If you want to gain a foothold in a strange land, the most important thing is to understand local intelligence. There is no place that is more suitable for collecting intelligence than a tavern. The world is in short supply of entertainment, and any new things will be used by the drinkers as a topic of conversation.

But it is a technical job to collect useful information from the many noises.

"Have you heard it! Old Bill's wife and neighbors..."

"Boss Henry is recruiting people again..."

“…”

"Brent can't come today, the old guy was bitten by a dog in the afternoon."

"I heard from my cousin who received the goods that a peasant woman in Hongtu Village was attacked by a goblin."

Horn's eyes lit up. After listening for so long, he finally heard an interesting news. He walked towards the table of winemakers discussing the Red Turk Village incident with an oak glass.

In the Noah continent, humans dominate, but they are not the only intelligent race. Orcs occupied the vast plateau areas of the continent's west, and dwarves hollowed out the sunset mountains and established a magnificent underground kingdom.

In addition to the intelligent race with a fixed territory, there are also some marginalized humanoid monsters on the continent, such as goblins, kobolds, werewolves, ogres, etc.

These monsters usually live in rarely visited mountains or underground worlds, and occasionally come out to cause some trouble for humans.

"Brother, how long has it been for the goblins from Hongtu Village?"

Seeing a stranger coming, the three of them looked at Horn at the table, with alertness and curiosity in their eyes.

"Who are you? What are you doing?"

"My name is Horn. I used to be a businessman. I planned to stay in Deer Antlers for a while. I had no other intentions and wanted to make some friends," Horn turned to the bar: "Boss! Come with three glasses of ale!"

He was soft-hearted and had short hands. Horn successfully found out about information about Hongtu Village. The incident happened yesterday afternoon. A peasant woman in Hongtu Town was attacked and dragged away by goblins while working in the field.

The Monster Attack incident is not a big news in this world. Humans are an outstanding producer race. When food is scarce, many monsters will look for opportunities around the gathering places of humans.

Winter is a severe period of monster attacks, especially during heavy snow covers the mountains. Almost every year, remote villages are slaughtered. When the snow melts in the spring of the following year and people find abnormalities, the monsters have already left.

It is precisely because the monsters are in danger that governments all countries have policies to offer rewards to monsters. If Horn's memory is not wrong, the goblin's bounty is a silver coin. You can get the bounty by taking the goblin's left ear to the nearby adventurers' guild.

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The silver moon hangs high, and the cold moonlight shines in Lujiao Town. Most of the families are already asleep, and there are only a few places with lights on. The Drunken House belongs to that few places.

The guests had all left, and Horn was helping the little maid wipe the tables and chairs and clean the floor. On the one hand, he could go home early to wash and sleep, and on the other hand, he was also to leave a good impression on his little landlord.

Not long after, the tavern was cleaned.

"Dad Parker, we're leaving."

"Boy, wait," Papa Parker called Horn, who was following the little maid.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Papa Parker's eyes suddenly became sharp, and Horn felt like he was being targeted by a bear in his heart. He was shocked. He didn't expect that this fat middle-aged fat man was actually a powerful professional.

Papa Parker stared into Horn's eyes, leaned forward through the bar, and lowered his voice: "Boy, don't do anything sorry for Lena, otherwise I will make you regret coming to this world."

Horn frowned, and he looked at the tavern owner without fear, "I won't hurt people who are kind to me, but those who dare to provoke me have no time to regret it."

Dad Parker glanced at Horn deeply, and his heart was stormy, and he felt danger!

This is simply absurd!

"I hope you are telling the truth."

At the door, Lina felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong: "What's wrong? Dad, is there anything else?"

"Hahaha, nothing, go home early and go to bed early and come to work early tomorrow," Papa Parker raised his head and took a sip of wine.

Horn and the little maid walked home.

There was nothing to say along the way, and the sound of footsteps made the town quieter under the moonlight.

"Mr. Horn," the little maid took the lead in breaking the silence. Although she didn't hear the conversation between the two clearly, she could roughly guess the purpose of Dad Parker's call Horn: "Don't blame Dad Parker, Dad Parker is actually a very good person."

"Well, I can understand."

Dad Parker is indeed a good person. Ordinary tavern owners will not stand up for the maid. In fact, most tavern owners only regard the maid as a tool to make money. In many taverns, the maids work part-time x female bosses take commissions, but obviously, Lina is not listed here.

"Lina, I feel that Dad Parker is very good. How could he stay in this town to open a tavern?"

"Your intuition is really accurate. Papa Parker is a mid-level warrior. But he was injured in his knee while taking the risk and returned to his hometown to open this tavern. I tell you, when I first met Papa Parker, he had eight packs of abdominal muscles."

Horn's round belly appeared in his mind, strengthening his determination not to drink.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from the alley next to the road. Two strong men in alcohol were supported and stumbled out. Seeing Lina, the two strong men were stunned, then showed excited and obscene smiles, and opened their arms to approach them step by step.

"Little Beauty, let's play with our brothers."

"Go away! I'm not afraid of you!"

Lina took out an awl and held it in her hand, while retreating and hitting Horn behind her.

"Let me do it," Horn held Lena behind his back: "Two, I advise you not to cause trouble."

"Get out! Don't hinder the good things of the uncle!"

The two strong men continued to approach, and Horn frowned. He didn't like trouble, but he wouldn't escape if he came to the door.
Chapter completed!