This kind of place is often where the news of a city is the most chaotic and complicated, which helps him quickly grasp the overall situation.

The light in the tavern was dim, the ventilation was not very good, and the air seemed a little cloudy. At this time, not many people came to drink, and most of them were at the bar, chatting happily with each other and the bartender.

Klein walked over slowly, his eyes suddenly fixed.

He saw a man wearing a pointed black hat and an asymmetric coat sitting on the side of the bar. He was good-looking, with flaxen hair, dark brown eyes, a high nose bridge and thin lips. He was Solomon Empire Viscount Mobet Zoroast!

Seeing him, Klein recalled the image of this "Dream Stealer" aging rapidly, falling to the ground, crawling towards the elf singer Shatas with difficulty, and holding her palm.

All this was as clear as it happened yesterday, but now Mobet appeared before his eyes again.

Klein calmed down, walked over, and sat beside that Mobet.

He didn't speak, he knew that Mobet would take the initiative to communicate.

"Outsider, this is my first time in Pesot? I swear, I haven't seen you before." Mobet put down the glass of distilled wine, looked sideways at Klein and said.

"I come from the kingdom of frost." Klein said nonsense.

Mobet suddenly laughed: "You really know how to joke, this is the country of frost, of course, that was many years ago.

"Since the legendary 'King of the North' was killed by some adventurers, no, heroes, there has been no ice and snow here, and everyone thinks that it should be called the Kingdom of Neverwinter."

Klein fell silent without responding.

"Why are you so serious? It seems that you also have your own pain." Mobet knocked down the wooden board of the bar sympathetically, and Gulu took a sip of his wine and said, "I tell you, men should never marry, this will be the beginning of a lifetime of pain Do you know? When she has a little emotional fluctuation, she will beat me up, beat me when she is happy, beat me when she is shy, beat me when she is angry, anyway, she will beat me no matter what! I have decided, from now on , never go home!"

Is this married to Shatas? Klein was silent for two seconds, looked at Mobet's face, and found that there were no traces of bruising and swelling on it, which showed that the elf singer still knew that men wanted to save face.

He asked with a sigh, "then why did you marry her?"

Mobate was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "I came here with the caravan, when I saw her for the first time, she was so beautiful, her singing was so beautiful, and there seemed to be indescribable sadness hidden in it, Oh, how much I admired her then, and how much I fear her now! I will never go back again, hey, why are you a little sad? Don't feel sorry for me, I'm free now!"

At this time, the door of the tavern was opened with a bang, and a beautiful female voice shouted: "Mobet, get out!

"I'll hit it dozens of times, if you don't go home, never go back!

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Mobate jumped up and ran towards the door, muttering while running: "I know you won't be patient, every time you count 8, just jump to 2!"

Klein turned his body sideways and saw Siatas' figure, but he no longer had the idea of ??communicating in the past.

The real Mobet and Shatas are dead, and only two characters from the world in the book are alive here.

Standing up and leaving the tavern, Klein came to a nearby uninhabited alley, intending to confirm what the spirit world here looks like.

He quickly sketched out layers of light spheres one after another in his mind, his thoughts gradually became empty, and his body and mind became peaceful.

With the extension of spirituality, many indescribable illusory figures appeared around him, but there were no bright and pure brilliance of different colors containing countless knowledge in the high sky.

"There is no Seven Lights... the number of creatures in the spirit world is not enough... This is indeed a false spirit world constructed by the book itself..." Klein stepped in, and felt that the colors in front of him were suddenly bright, extremely rich, and clearly defined. overlapped together.

He was not in a hurry to explore this spirit world, so he retreated and wandered around Pesot, chatting with people.

It didn't take long for him to find Grossel's residence.

The giant ran a blacksmith shop, and was lying leisurely on the big bed on the second floor, taking a nap. JrNovels.com