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The inns in Frieren's world seem to be somewhat different from the hotels of his previous life.
The inns here are very similar to ancient guesthouses.
The lobby on the first floor is like a restaurant, with many tables and chairs, and it also offers various dishes and fine wines.
"Clang~"
Yulian gently put down the wine glass in his hand, a faint blush appearing on his face.
He didn't know if it was because Fern forgot to disconnect the ring connection, leading to him overhearing their unspeakable conversation, or if he was a bit drunk.
But perhaps it was both.
"Is Himmel not in your heart anymore, or is Stark not cute?"
"I didn't expect Fern and Frieren's situation to be a bit off."
Yulian mumbled, then took several more "gulp, gulp" drinks.
"But girls are good!"
"The love of fragrant, soft girls is good!"
Yulian's face showed a silly smile.
Fortunately, he was in a corner of the lobby, otherwise this perverted look would definitely attract attention.
"What a pity..."
After Yulian finished smiling, a look of regret appeared on his face again.
"It's a pity I was worried Fern would find out she forgot to hang up the ring call, so I quietly hung it up myself."
Yulian sighed.
To be honest, based solely on those fragmented words, Yulian was just casually imagining the two's situation.
After all, one way to ship a couple is to decide, "I think you guys are a couple."
Even if it's not realistic, but!
Ah!
I love to ship, I love to watch!
I just like girls'...
"Mr. Yulian!"
Fern, standing at the inn entrance, smiled and waved at Yulian.
"Oh, alright!"
Yulian was startled, and his whole person suddenly became alert.
After replying, he slightly activated his Magic to sober up, then got up and walked towards the two of them.
"Where is Stark?"
Frieren tilted her head left and right, looking behind Yulian, but did not see Stark.
"Oh, you mean Stark!"
Yulian's lips curved up, revealing a smile.
Inside the quiet tavern, the red-haired young man stood before the bar, carefully wiping the glass in his hand.
Stark had never thought this creaking sound was so pleasant to listen to.
"Haha..."
"Now you understand."
The Boss, wearing black and white clothes, carried a box of wine past the bar and laughed heartily as he looked at Stark.
"As expected of you, Boss."
"It seems really boring standing here."
Stark's face was stiff, his eyes lifeless.
There was a kind of half-dead beauty to him.
"Alright, alright."
The Boss put down the wine in his hand and gently patted Stark's shoulder to comfort him.
"You're much better off now than I was."
"I used to run this shop by myself!"
"Don't we have each other to talk to now?"
After winking at Stark, the Boss picked up the wine on the floor again and walked towards the wine cellar.
"So, you guys sold him?"
Frieren bit her finger and said with certainty.
"Hey, watch what you say."
Yulian's face darkened.
"This is a way to make money that we finally found."
"But it is indeed hard work for Mr. Stark."
Fern blushed slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"He's just standing at the counter, it's not really hard work..."
Yulian said helplessly.
Which job in his previous life wasn't dozens or hundreds of times harder than this?
He's just acting as a mascot, standing at the bar and watching the shop, it's not like he has to do anything else.
Not to mention the wage of 2 silver coins per hour, and unlimited dessert supply!
This is already top-tier treatment!
"I was just kidding..."
=ω=
Frieren smiled slightly.
She still understood the principle that making money is hard.
"Glad you know."
Yulian gently stroked Frieren and Fern's heads, venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.
He finally found a way to make money; if the Boss hadn't only favored Stark, he would have wanted to give it a try himself!
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
The sound of metal clashing rang out.
A team of neatly arranged guards appeared before everyone from the end of the street.
Leading them was the imposing and serious guard captain from before.
"Mr. Yulian..."
"Mistress Frieren..."
Fern leaned in and whispered to the two of them.
"Why do I feel like they're coming for us?"
"It wouldn't be, right?"
Yulian frowned, feeling a bit guilty.
His Demon identity was discovered?
But even the city's barrier didn't detect his identity, so how did these guards know?
Yulian's heart beat a little fast.
A large group of fully armed guards is marching straight towards you in formation.
Whether they are powerful or not is another matter, just tell me if the sense of oppression is strong.
"We didn't do anything."
Fern frowned slightly, recalling what happened after entering the city.
Renting a shop, Eating delicious food, Asking about the checkpoint passage time?!
"Could it be because we went to ask about the checkpoint earlier?"
Fern voiced her guess.
Yulian immediately dismissed this guess.
"I think it might be related to Frieren."
Yulian's face darkened as he looked seriously at Frieren, who was even more nervous than him and was already preparing to make a run for it.
"You didn't do something bad again, did you?"
"I... how could I..."
Seeing that she was discovered by the two, Frieren, who was preparing to slip away, reluctantly gave up the idea of escaping.
Frieren's fingers lightly tapped together, looking wronged as if saying "I didn't..." "It wasn't me."
"Go on, tell us."
Now even Fern noticed that something was off with Frieren.
"Actually, I just browsed the Magic shops in the city..."
Under their intense gaze, Frieren confessed truthfully.
"Then, I don't know why the guards started watching me. I thought I could hide at the inn..."
"Uh..."
Yulian's face stiffened.
What kind of thought process is this?
Mistress Frieren didn't buy something and not pay, did she?
Fern bit her finger, guessing.
Could it be that she was too harsh on Mistress Frieren, which caused Mistress Frieren to do something like this!
Thinking of this, Fern's eyes widened, and her gaze towards Frieren was full of guilt.
"Don't worry, Mistress Frieren, whatever happens, we will share the good times and the bad with you!"
Fern gently patted Frieren, and Yulian also nodded slightly.
The two simultaneously stood beside Frieren.
How touching!
For a moment, Frieren felt warmth in her heart, and the Flight Magic she had prepared was canceled.
"Are you Mistress Frieren?"
The imposing and tall, serious guard captain walked up to the three of them.
He wore armor forged from profound iron, exuding a strong killing intent.
Just looking at him was scary!
"It is I."
Frieren replied calmly, a slight smile on her lips.
I have my good friends...
However, when Frieren looked back, she found that Yulian and Fern had already run a short distance away and were making cheering gestures!
Chose friends poorly!
Frieren's smile froze on her face.
Her heart turned to ashes...
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