Confused, Ron took a few steps back and looked up at the sign.

It's his own tavern,

and he also saw that the roof that was trampled on by Rita had been inexplicably repaired.

"It's my family, what's going on with this door, I'm dazzled?"

As he spoke, Ron took out the key and planned to open the door

, but after a long time, the key in his hand was dead or alive and could not match the keyhole.

However, the real key hangs on the doorknob.

Ron finally saw it, and he took the shiny new keychain.

I inserted one of the keys into the keyhole, twisted it slightly, and it opened.

The moment it was opened, Ron's heart was half cold.

He thought to himself

, oh no, the doors have been changed, and the things in this house must not be stolen.

Ron poked his head in and looked around carefully, only to

see that the tavern was still the same as before.

Nothing has changed.

No one even lifted up the chairs and stools that had fallen to the ground.

It shouldn't be a thief.

Ron thought about it and thought it wasn't.

Who's a thief, stealing things, changed the door, and repaired the roof?

But this incident is very weird, and there is no surveillance video.

Ron probably won't be able to figure out what happened for the rest of his life.

While Ron was still standing in the doorway stupidly pondering this supernatural incident.

A familiar voice called out to him.

"Boss, are you back?"

I saw a soldier napping against the wall opposite the tavern.

When he saw Ron return, he got up and dusted his butt.

He shouted hello to Ron.

This time, Ron can be regarded as having a better eyesight.

He recognized him, and the person who called him was none other than "Charles", the guard who let him out of the city gate that day.

Oh no, it doesn't know that I escorted Rita out of town, are you're going to arrest me?

It's really the thief with a weak heart.

When Ron saw Charles, the enthusiastic guard, he only thought that the East Window incident had happened, and did not think about whether there was any other possibility.

"Master Charles?"

Seeing that Ron recognized him, Charles laughed happily.

"Yes, yes, that's me."

"Is there something wrong with the military master?"

"It's nothing, it's just that we will stand guard to show you your home, now that you're back, I can go and rest, thank you boss, I have to come to you for a drink."

"Eh, that's going to work, you're good to go."

After the greetings, Charles turned to leave.

Ron came back to his senses and shouted that something was wrong.

I didn't finish asking these questions, so why did I send people away?

"Eh, Master Jun, you stay."

"What's wrong, boss?"

"Come to the store for a drink, quench your thirst and go."

Charles stopped and thought about it, and now no one knew that the tavern owner had returned.

In other words, it's okay if he doesn't go back to report, as long as it's not time for the changing of the guard, he can do whatever he wants.

After thinking about it, he smiled and agreed.

"Thank you, boss."

"You're welcome!"

Once inside, Ron told Mia to obediently roll upstairs to sleep.

He cleaned the cluttered hall a little and beckoned Charles to sit down.

After pouring two glasses of wine, he and Charles raised their glasses to each other, trying to make a difference.

Ask what really happened.

Charles also told Ron everything he knew, and there was nothing to hide.

He said that the repair and replacement of the tavern was paid by the royal family for the residents to repair for free.

And the matter of showing him the door was ordered by the above, and he didn't know which one it was.

I see.

When Ron heard this, he understood that it was almost there.

I didn't expect that the royal family of this other world could repair houses for civilians for free, which is really surprising.

And he also changed such a luxurious door to him.

That's great!

Ron felt fortunate

to have Charles tell him what had happened.

Otherwise, he can't figure it out by himself.

After a few more drinks, Charles declined Ron's kindness and didn't dare to drink any more.

If you drink it any more and go back to the barracks drunk, you will be whipped.

After Charles took his leave, a slightly drunk Ron collapsed on the bed.

Thinking about what to do next.

He remembered what he wanted to do before Rita fell?

Oh~ I remembered.

He wanted to find the Chamber of Commerce to get information about them.

Last time, I took the symbol I drew by myself, and I was treated as a cultist preaching.

Ron thought about it, this kind of thing should be discussed directly with their leader.

There's really nothing to say to the people down there, and they can't be the masters.

Maybe it was the barrel that Ron had placed on the table that hadn't been taken away, and the smell of wine had drawn the drunkard in.

A mercenary with a giant axe on her back, as if drunk, stumbled in.

She threw herself on the table and shouted into the air,

"Does the boss have any wine?"

Guests?

Ron, who was lying on the bed, was interrupted by this greeting.

He stood up and walked briskly downstairs.

I saw a woman with green hair and a ponytail pounce on the table, blushing and giggling.

It can be seen from the giant axe on her back that she is definitely a mercenary.

Seeing that the woman was going crazy with alcohol, Ron sighed helplessly,

why could his tavern always attract such low-quality mercenaries.

Is there any indissoluble bond between him and the mercenary?

Oh! He's a mercenary, too!

That's fine!

"Guest, what do you want?"

Ron walked up to her and asked her what she wanted.

The woman smirked and said

, "Hey, hey, hey~ Is there any wine?" Owner: I want wine. "

Another drunkard...................

Helpless and helpless, the business of sending to the door cannot be left undone.

Ron honestly went to the warehouse and moved two barrels of wine.

He took two buckets and put them on the table, and asked the woman,

"Are two buckets enough?"

"Okay~ Thank you boss! Boss, I love you~hehe~

" Then, the woman didn't even want a cup, and drank it with a "coo-dong" while holding the barrel.

Uh...................

Forget it, drunkards are like that.

Ron didn't want to say anything, he remembered that he had something to do, so he said to the woman

, "Guest, you drink first, and then call me if it's not enough for a while."

"Oh~, boss, okay~hey, hey~"

After greeting her, Ron ignored her and went straight out.

This time, his target was the largest chamber of commerce in the royal capital.

"Senfuli" Chamber of Commerce.

(Please urge more ~ Thank you brother Meng!) )

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