Broad World

Entering inside, there is no noise like an ordinary hotel. Most of the people who come here are scholars, mages, warlocks, priests, and a small number of nobles and big businessmen who come here for sightseeing. These people pay great attention to etiquette, and their low voice will basically affect the people around them.

Henry walked to the bar and talked to the innkeeper. "Hello, please give me a room first. Then give me a menu."

"Good evening, respected mage. You can call me Winthrop. Welcome to Candlekeep Hotel. Here, ordinary rooms are paid 5 silver coins per day, business rooms are paid 8 silver coins per day, and noble suites are paid 2 gold coins per day. May I ask you What kind of room do you need?" asked the hotel owner.

"Business room, I need to stay here for a few days." Henry thought for a while and took out a dozen gold coins and put them on the table.

Winthrop put away the gold coins on the table, took out a bunch of keys, took one from the sidelines and handed it over, saying: "Here is your room key, turn right on the second floor and turn right to the sixth room. In addition, this is Menu." He took out another piece of parchment from under the table.

After Henry took the key and stuffed it into his pocket, he began to look at the menu carefully. "A mutton pie and a bowl of mushroom soup." He ordered two dishes casually, turned around and found the nearest table and sat down. A few minutes later the young busty waitress brought the food to the table and said to him: "Your dinner handsome sir, if you want to have a wonderful evening you can sit here and wait for me to get off work." winking.

"Haha, you are really popular with ladies, Mr. Mage." The innkeeper whistled to Henry. Henry was extremely embarrassed. This was the first time he was raped by a woman in public. After a stiff smile, he bowed his head and ate quickly. After dinner he went back to his room to sleep.

The next morning, he left the hotel after eating a bowl of porridge, and after asking Omar's pastor, he came to Grian's residence. Gently knocked on the door, "Who is knocking?" an old voice asked. "Excuse me, is this the residence of Master Grian? My name is Henry, and Master Tyrantir of High Ridge Castle has brought you a letter." Henry replied.

The door was opened, and an old man with a gray beard walked out and looked at Henry. "Tylantyr? We haven't been in touch for a long time. The last time I discussed issues with him was more than ten years ago. Are you his disciple?"

"Yes, this is his letter to you." As he spoke, he took out the letter from the archmage and handed it to the old man. After receiving the letter, Ge Lian immediately opened it and read it. Henry took the opportunity to observe this "adoptive father" carefully. Thin face, sunken eye sockets. High cheekbones give the image of a kind old man. Nothing but a few simple spells attached to a gray robe.

"Believe me, I have read it. At the end, Tyrantier mentioned that you should study here for a few days. I will arrange it for you. In addition, I have an adopted son who just introduces you to each other." Greian said to Henry after reading the letter .

"Come with me now." The old man turned and walked outside after speaking. Henry hurried to follow. The two came to a stable, and Ge Lian yelled into it: "Apodel, you bastard. Get out of here quickly, or I will blow your ass open with a wooden stick."

After the old man yelled, he only heard a flutter of chickens and dogs jumping inside, and a big boy with a height of 1.8 meters came out from the inside. Followed by a little girl, pink hair looks no more than eight years old. Looking at these two people, Henry already knew in his heart that this tall and strong boy should be Chanem Apodel Ardern. And the little girl behind him is the future eccentric Imoen.

"Apodell, how many times have I told you that you should learn more from the scholars in the castle at your age. But what have you done? You have been mischievous with little Aimon every day!" "Father" vented his anger with his own anger. Chanem lowered his head in shame and silently stared at his toes, as if flowers could bloom there. Little Aimeng's two big eyes were rolling around and he didn't know what kind of idea he was thinking.

After reprimanding his adopted son, Ge Lian's anger subsided and he turned around and pulled Henry closer to Chanem and said, "This is the disciple of an old friend of mine named Henry. He is already an excellent mage. I will study here with you for a period of time. I hope you get along well. As for Henry, you should already know the name of this little villain, so I won’t introduce it. Apodell will take you to class.” After speaking, he turned and left .

"Hi Henry, nice to meet you." Chanem rubbed his muddy hands on his pants and stretched out to Henry.

"Hi, I'm very glad to see you too." Henry said while shaking the hands that were not too clean even if they were rubbed.

"Hi, my name is Aimon. I heard that you are a mage? Can you show me a few tricks? It's like the circus performances that the scholars talk about." The little loli, who is big as a kid, is obviously not so easy to pass. .

"Of course, it's an honor to perform for the beautiful young lady." Henry didn't mind currying favor with the protagonists when they were young. A magic trick was performed casually, and a dark blue ice cube that kept rotating appeared in front of Apodel. As the ice cube turned faster and faster, snowflakes began to dance around. They have a beautiful blue halo. A red flame exploded from the center of the ice cube, blasting the ice cube to pieces. In the end, only one rose-shaped ice flower remained. Henry picked up the blue ice rose and presented it to the little girl, saying, "For your little princess with pink hair."

"Wow, it's wonderful. I've never seen such a wonderful performance." Little Imoon jumped up with the flowers. Apodell also applauded desperately. "Okay the show is over, I think we should go to class now," Henry said.

The originally elated two immediately lowered their heads, and Apodel sighed. "We finally ran out once and now we have to go back. I said brother, you are too disappointing." Henry smiled. "If you don't want your ass to bloom at night, you better listen to me. Otherwise, your adoptive father will really follow his word. He has a million ways to know if you are in class. Come to think of it, he didn't take me Go somewhere else and find this place directly.”

"Okay, let's go to class. You mages always have some strange tricks." Chanem brought little Imon and Henry to the classroom listlessly. After entering the classroom, the three of them secretly sat in the last row while the teacher who was lecturing was not paying attention, and there were many children listening in front of them.

Today is about the history of the Elfarne Empire, Henry listened with relish. After a while he found that Apodel had fallen asleep, and Imoen was making something with a piece of wire. Are these the two god sons who will inherit all the god names of the Slaughter King in the future? Really worried about their future. He silently felt sad for Barr in his heart.

After the class, he woke up Chanem, who was still drooling, and picked up Imoen, who was still tirelessly making tools. The three came to the hotel and Henry was going to treat the other two to a sumptuous lunch. As soon as I entered the door, I heard the hotel owner yelling at Aberdale: "Hey, young man! You are coming back to meet your good friend Winthrop, aren't you? Well, don't forget to pay the entrance fee of 5,000 gold coins, you know Candlekeep guests have to pay."

Aberdell quickly woke up from a semi-comatose state, looked at the hotel owner and said, "You are always such a joker, Winthrop. I find it funny every time I hear it, er, of course not every time. so."

After listening to the two skilled jokes and bickering, the three found a table and sat down. After Henry ordered a few dishes for the two of them, Apodell blinked. "Hey buddy, can we get a bottle of wine to drink? I think Arabe would be good." He started drooling as he spoke, and it seemed that this was not the first time he had stolen a drink.

"Okay, I will grant your wish." Henry took out 4 gold coins from his pocket and threw them to the innkeeper. "A bottle of Arabe wine and three glasses, thank you," Henry said to Winthrop. After a while, several dishes and a bottle were placed on the table. Aberdell skillfully opened the bottle cap and poured a glass for himself and Henry, but only half a glass for Imoen.

He raised his cup and said loudly: "The first cup celebrates our acquaintance here." After speaking, he downed it in one gulp. "Ah, it's really good wine." Chanem said with emotion. "You are such a drunkard, Apodel, last time you asked me to steal old man Gorian's money to buy wine. In the end, I took a punishment for you." Aimon took a sip and began to expose his old background. "Haha, but then you confessed me too, and I was beaten up by my adoptive father in the end." Apodell smiled boldly and didn't care about his embarrassing past. The meal was finished quickly, and Henry didn't touch the glass of wine until the end. Apodell said that he should stop his good friend when he was in trouble, and picked up Henry's glass of wine and drank it down.

In the next few days, under his deliberate approach, the three of them went to class and ate together every day. Soon Aimon and Chanem regarded him as a good friend who talked about everything. Henry left after inquiring about some records about Balduan's last voyage at Candlekeep.

Leaving Candlekeep, Henry went all the way west through the Avenue of the Lions, and then made a short stop at the Arm of Friendship after Coastal Avenue. After purchasing some necessary living supplies, we continued to set off. When we arrived at the Jedi village, it was already a scene of a bumper harvest. After he and Cagan resolved the burrower crisis here, more and more caravans passed by here. The village is also much more lively than the last time I came. Continue north after seeing Old Brown and the Half-Elf Lady. After half a day's journey, we finally came to the mouth of Julong Bridge. Looking at this magnificent stone bridge, he took a deep breath. Standing by the river and thinking: "Baldur's Gate, here I come." ————————————————————————————————————

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