A week later, the 'Never Mix Water' Tavern.

The bright afternoon sun brought a little cozy warmth to the slightly cold weather. A few stray dogs lay lazily outside the tavern door, patiently waiting for the leftovers to arrive. Few things aroused their interest other than food, not even the bold provocation of a cat with a docked tail not far away could make them move.

However, these stray dogs somewhat blocked the door of the tavern. A certain guest who wanted to enter the tavern yelled at them a few times and kicked them hard before letting them move further away.

There are not many guests in the tavern. A few scattered guests are either smoking a pipe and reading a newspaper to pass the boring time, or they are playing some kind of strange card in pairs. With the slight sound of the cards falling to the table, and greetings like 'sorry', 'thank you', and 'nice play', it was clear that both players were very polite.

The tavern owner Benjamin walked out of the kitchen with a plate and put food and drinks on the table of the new guest. The food on the plate is quite ordinary, with freshly baked white bread, a few slices of ham, a small amount of cheese, a tablespoon of boiled beans with tomatoes, and four fresh raw eggs.

The guest picked up a raw egg from the dinner plate and put it into the beer glass, "Have you heard that there has been some unrest in the city recently, and a lot of things have happened." Then he picked up the second one and said Chatting casually with Benjamin, "It seems that this winter is another 'bitter winter'."

"What happened?" Benjamin watched as the guest sucked the egg liquid on his fingers, "Could it be that another beggar or an alcoholic died on the roadside?"

"No, it's not us ordinary people who have an accident this time!" The guest stopped after adding the third egg, and started stirring the beer with a spoon, "It's those noble nobles, there are several Something happened to the nobles."

"What's the matter? Did your cousin on the patrol tell you again?" Benjamin sat down curiously, "Let's hear it."

The guest took a sip of the cloudy beer with raw eggs and nodded with satisfaction, "If I told you, you must not spread it!" He lowered his voice and instructed, "You must know that these things are only happening at the moment. It was circulated in the city hall, and it was not made public, and they do not plan to make it public for the time being." When the guest said the word 'temporary', he made a quotation mark with both hands, obviously this 'temporary' time will not be too short.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone anything!" Benjamin gave the other party a look of "I'm very reliable", but in fact, neither side cared about this unrealistic guarantee.

Please, this is a tavern. Although it is not too lively, it is also a tavern! Any secret that comes out of here is the equivalent of a certain beautiful woman dancing naked (harmoniously) in the city's largest Laurel Square - it won't be long before the whole city will know. So here, 'secrecy' is a very unrealistic promise. But then again, if there is no "don't spread the word" as a foreshadowing before telling the "secret", you will always feel that something is missing, and it will appear that your "secret" is of insufficient preciousness.

The guest smashed the last raw egg on the hot tomato boiled beans, and after a brief stir, he said excitedly, "You may not know that a little maid in Countess Teresa's mansion, one night Tied to a kitchen chair!"

"Tied to a chair? Is that maid hurt?" Benjamin asked. "Who did it, thief?"

"That's what makes the whole thing weird. Nothing was lost in the earl's mansion, and the guards didn't find anything. And when the maid woke up, she couldn't tell why, but..." The guest Speaking of this, there was no unexpected pause.

"But what?" Benjamin asked cooperatively.

"But, hehe..." The guest smiled slyly before saying, "My cousin told me that when the maid was woken up, there was still some milky white stuff left on her mouth. Hey, I think You should know what I mean."

It's not hard to guess, Benjamin runs a tavern, "Could the perpetrator be a daring satyr?" He frowned and asked, how many innocent girls will suffer now, "The satyr caught Is it?"

"No." The guest shook his head.

"Why did he attack a maid? Is that maid very beautiful?" Benjamin asked again.

"I don't know if it's beautiful or not, anyway, this matter is so qualitative for the time being." He said 'temporary' again, and made a quotation mark, "The follow-up results will depend on whether there are new discoveries, but I guess it is very Xuan, you should know how the garrison of our city is, otherwise strange things won't happen often." He tore the white bread, and ate the boiled beans with tomato mixed with raw eggs.

"Is something wrong with the countess?" Benjamin threw the egg shells on the table into the trash can.

"Che, she wants to have an accident, but who can be interested in an old woman in her seventies?" After the guest ate a few bites, he shredded the dry cheese with a table knife and added it to the boiled beans.

Even though he has seen it many times, Benjamin is still a little puzzled by the strange way this guest eats. He turned his eyes away from the guests' mushy food, "Although Mrs. Teresa is a little old, she is well-maintained. I heard that she is still charming and charming."

"It's only during the day, if it's midnight..." The guest suddenly stopped, glanced at the tavern owner, and then said slowly, "In the middle of the night, I wrote about the dress, who knows what it will be like."

Benjamin didn't ask more rationally, "A pervert is not a big deal, right?"

"This is not the only thing that happened!" The guest regained his excited expression. "You would never have guessed that the 'Walmara' family was also attacked in the middle of the night."

Baron Richard? The coat of arms of their family is a kangaroo that eats leaves like, "What did the pervert do?"

"Um..., I think it's not the same person, after all, the nature is different." The guest said, "The gangster jumped directly from the tree to the top of Baron Richard's carriage, and then punched the baron's coachman. , and kidnapped the baron with a weapon into the side alley..."

"Isn't that the pervert?"

"It shouldn't be," the guest said. "Fortunately, when the assailant landed on the carriage, the sound was a bit loud, which attracted the attention of a patrol not far away, and then the patrol saw the stopped carriage. and the fainted servant, searched the surrounding area in time and rescued the Baron."

"What is the purpose of the gangster?" Benjamin asked.

"It's a robbery. After all, the 'Kangaroo' family has never had any enemies. People in their family are like animals on a coat of arms, which makes people feel good." The guest said while eating, "Besides, the baron himself is also He said that. He said that the purpose of kidnapping him was to robbery and stole some of his belongings. But my cousin happened to be in the patrol team at the time. He saw the face of the baron at the scene and told me that it might be It's not that simple."

The guest took another sip of beer, "You know my cousin, his eyes are very sharp, if there is a businessman secretly evading taxes, he will definitely catch it! So every time the tax officer collects taxes, he will call me. Cousin, maybe he can become a tax officer in the future!"

Hmph, this is the most sensitive thing to do, Benjamin murmured in his heart, "Anything else?"

"Of course, otherwise it's called 'Bitter Winter'." The guest looked up at the two people who were arguing loudly over playing cards, then lowered his head and said to the tavern owner, "Viscount Beavis has also had an accident."

"What happened?" Benjamin asked in surprise, "How dare someone attack him?"

Viscount Beavis, a branch of the Gustin family. This family is very powerful in the Holy Arathor Kingdom, and the Patriarch, the Duke of St. Gustburg, belongs to the kind of real power duke with a large number of fiefs. Their family always claimed to have dragon blood, and even the family coat of arms used a giant dragon of no discernible species. And in order to ensure the purity of their bloodlines, their clansmen generally only intermarry within the family.

The people of the Gustin family have a slender tail behind their buttocks, and Viscount Beavis is no exception. They always say that the tail is an obvious proof of dragon blood, but people don't believe it, and they prefer to call them "ape family" in private.

"When Viscount Beavis slept in the middle of the night, he felt that someone was touching his butt."

"That pervert."

"Uh..., I don't know." The guest said uncertainly, "The Viscount thought at first that the person who touched him was his cousin, but then he remembered that his cousin had gone back a few days ago. now..."

"and then?"

"The awakened Viscount wanted to fight back, but found himself tied to the bed!" the guest said happily, "The Viscount's limbs were tied to the four corners of the bed, and his mouth was tied tightly with cotton cloth..."

"Wait a minute, didn't he wake up before?" The tavern owner wondered about this. "I mean ~lightnovelpub.net~ when he was gagged and tied to the bed."

"Because he was actually knocked out," the guest explained. "I mean, he was knocked out first, tied to the bed, and then woke up thinking he was sleeping and his cousin was touching his ass."

Benjamin suddenly said, "You continue."

"The perpetrator asked the Viscount some strange questions, looked at the tail on his ass, and then turned and left."

"Didn't take anything?" Benjamin was curious about this, and everything revealed strangeness.

"Yes, I didn't take anything, it's not surprising!" The guest kept his voice low again. "Actually, my cousin told me that he suspected that the person was sent by the king. I thought so too."

"why?"

"You think, the large and fertile land in the St. Gustburg area belongs to the Gustin family, and their family's army is also quite large. Although this is what the great Too I promised, but our current situation The king's spirit is very high, maybe he will feel a little tired of this, and he wants to use these branch families to open a knife, collect evidence, and then cut a piece of land down."

"Is it possible?" Benjamin asked suspiciously, "Compared with other countries, there are already very few fief aristocrats in our country. Wouldn't this cause dissatisfaction among the nobles?"

"The matter of rights, who can say for sure, it has nothing to do with you or me anyway," the guest said. Then he told the tavern owner about the other two nobles being attacked, and swept away the food on the plate.

When the guests saw Benjamin cleaning the table in person, they asked aloud, "Where's the new big waiter you recruited?"

"On the second floor. He seems to have a relative over here and is chatting." Benjamin replied.

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