The witch thought I am a Demon God

At this time, it was already dark, and I didn’t know what time it was.

Because she didn't have a watch or clock, Iveta couldn't be sure what time it was at night.

However, most people in this era cannot actually tell the time accurately. They can only judge morning, afternoon, evening and night based on the sun.

Ivita glanced at the old witch and realized that this guy was indeed very old, but she didn't expect that a person could live to be so old.

He is over 200 years old, but he is still active and full of ambition.

Now, he wanted to learn magic even more.

Three people were walking through the forest. They found a four-story wooden house with lights on in the dense forest. There was a sign hanging crookedly on the top of the wooden house.

【Shochu Inn】

When the black wolf demon hunter saw the light, he habitually drew his sword, but when he saw it was an inn, he showed a relaxed expression.

"Phew, I can finally take a break."

The old witch's eyes also shone brightly. "Your Majesty, we can perform the ceremony there."

"It's relatively safe there."

After all, she had always wanted to confirm Ivita's identity.

The witch is both suspicious and cruel.

Ivita asked strangely: "Why would someone open a tavern in a dense forest instead of on both sides of the road?"

"If you do this, won't you avoid most of the guests?"

The Black Wolf Demon Hunter used the back of his sword to split the thorn bushes blocking his way. "Your Highness, you are so cute when you talk. It's as if you have never been out and don't understand the world at all."

The old witch on the side stiffened for a moment, and she glanced at Ivita fearfully.

Hei Lang said: "That's because the owner of this kind of tavern wants to avoid most ordinary people."

"This kind of tavern is for adventurers."

"The amount of land in the kingdom is limited, and there is only so much land that can be divided. Therefore, in order to seek opportunities, many sons of nobles and big capitalists will become adventurers and go to various regions to work as mercenaries and bandits for others."

"Over time, a full range of facilities will emerge to serve these adventurers."

"This kind of tavern and inn located deep in the forest, far away from the normal roads, is one of them."

Ivita nodded in understanding. According to the memory of the original owner, the mobs and guards who usurped their kingdom seemed to also hire many adventurers.

These adventurers are like bandits wandering around in this dark forest. Wherever they pass, they will definitely not leave behind prosperous towns.

In fact, the reason why many towns maintain a professional patrol is to guard against these wandering adventurers.

I remember that in the Middle Ages in my original world, there were many examples of adventurers running around seizing territories and even kingdoms.

The most famous ones should be the Normans of the Principality of Normandy and the Seven Kingdoms of England, as well as the King of Sicily and the Hauteville family of the Principality of Antioch.

Then the adventurers in this world are probably such a dangerous group of people.

The three of them knocked on the door of the inn, and an old man with a hunched back and a black hood covering his face opened the door. He glanced at the visitor and asked, "How many rooms do you want?"

"Need food?"

The demon hunter Black Wolf said familiarly: "Give me a plate of braised beef. I will add more rosemary and thyme, and add a slice of lemon and wine to taste."

"And get me a glass of the cheapest wine."

"Give us three rooms for one night."

Seeing that the old witch and Ivita had no intention of ordering anything, the hunchbacked old man said: "Three beds are 6 pence, three separate rooms are 3 pence, and three cabinets are 3 pence."

"Hot water for bathing and drinking 3p."

"Grass for the cows, 2 pence."

"There are still some dishes to order, so the total is 4 pence."

"That's 21p in total!"

The hunchbacked old man paused and said, "Of course, you can also choose to pay 1 shilling and 9 pence."

The demon hunter Black Wolf said speechlessly: "Why do we rent three rooms and have to pay separately for the beds, cabinets and hot water in the rooms?"

The hunchbacked old man's tone did not change at all. He said like a robot: "This is the rule of our store. You can also choose not to buy it and sleep outside in the freezing cold night."

The witcher Black Wolf rolled his eyes. "The cost of maintaining my armor every time is almost the same price."

"The prices in your store are indeed too expensive."

The hunchbacked old man looked like he couldn't get enough of it, and there were still guests inside the inn making noises.

Ivetta said to the hunchbacked old man: "Sir, if this is the case, there will be no beds and cabinets in the room we booked."

"Can you please find someone to move the bed and cabinets out of our room?"

“We don’t need bed and cupboard services, and we don’t need hot water.”

The hunchbacked old man was stunned for a moment. "this……"

The booing guests in the tavern kept silent because they had never thought that someone could be so stingy and shameless.

The hunchbacked old man frowned. "Is this okay?"

Ivita nodded very matter-of-factly and said, "Well, first of all, all three of us hate hot water, beds and cabinets."

"It would be detrimental to our interests to provide us with such services."

The hunchbacked old man seemed to be still thinking about it, but someone behind him said: "Okay, okay, I agree."

"Hunchback, go help the guests take the cattle to the stable and put some ordinary quality feed."

"Come in, guests."

"In this case, you only have to pay 9p."

The person who spoke must be the owner of the inn. He had a scar that penetrated half of his face and had a ferocious expression.

He stood behind the wooden bar, poured three glasses of wine, and then asked a human beauty wearing a bikini and bunny ears to bring the drinks over.

"This is my gift to the three of you. It's free."

"Please three of you have a wonderful evening in our store."

"Duce, please take the three guests to the guest room."

Black Wolf took the wine that was brought to him and drank it all in one gulp.

He took out the money from his pocket, handed it to the beautiful maid, and then said to Ivita: "Your Highness, this account must be charged to you. I will advance the payment for you first."

"In addition, you also have to pay me for the weapons I lost in the previous battle to protect you."

"But congratulations, you just saved yourself 12p."

Ivita felt ashamed, forget it, I owe you money as long as I owe you money.

As the saying goes, as long as you owe enough money, you are the other person's god.

If he died, Hei Lang would never get the money that belonged to him.

When passing the wooden bar, Iveta said thank you to the boss behind the bar, and the boss returned the favor.

The adventurers in the inn all looked at the boss in surprise.

After Ivita and the others went up, the guests raised their wine glasses and asked the owner of the inn.

"Black-hearted Rayleigh, this is not your way of doing things. You have never allowed this kind of behavior before!"

"There are no beauties among them. What's wrong with you? Are you drunk?"

"Does the black-hearted Rayleigh want to change his nickname? To idiot Rayleigh? Hahaha..."

Rayleigh gave them a neutral look. "Go ahead and drink your drinks, you don't have any eyesight."

"The three people who just entered here, let's not talk about the young child for the moment, the two people around him have a lot of background."

"The black-haired demon hunter is the famous demon hunter Black Wolf. It is said that he once killed all his companions in Regenburg because of the uneven distribution of the spoils with his companions."

"That old woman, according to my observation, she should be the great witch of Hearthstone."

"I have no life to provoke these people."

The drinkers were stunned.

Some people even dropped the wine glass in their hands without noticing.

The man muttered to himself, looking terrified. "The witch of Hearthstone Castle has a bad reputation. I don't know how many people died at her hands."

"I...we...we were so close to her just now."

A strong man next to him made a puff sound and looked at him. "How can you be an adventurer if you are so timid? But I didn't expect that we would be so close to these two big shots."

At this time, the old witch who scared a bunch of adventurers on the first floor was spreading a map in front of Ivita.

"Your Majesty, we can begin the ceremony."

"But this ritual cannot be performed in a real environment, so we still need some steps."

"And the ceremony is very long, so no one can interrupt it."

Ivita said: "We can let the black wolf protect us."

"In order to prevent accidents - I'm a little uneasy about your demon hunter guard. I think his abilities are a bit incompetent."

The old witch thought about how the original Ivita died in her hands.

She couldn't trust Black Wolf anymore.

In her eyes, this demon hunter has a dark history.

The old witch said: "Your Majesty, I am here to ensure your safety."

Ivita frowned. "But don't you still want to hold a ceremony for me? In that case, how can you do two things at the same time?"

The old witch raised her remaining left hand, placed it on her chin, and then pulled hard with her left hand. There was a "click" sound, and the head was actually separated from the body.

She held her head with her left arm, stood up, and said, "Your Majesty, my head is all you need to perform the ceremony."

"My body can keep watch all around."

"This is also to prevent the Boar Knights from catching up with us."