Surdak gave a dry cough and nodded noncommittally, indicating that he was willing to bear a huge amount of money.

"Where are you going to let me help you transport fifty imperial gold coins?" After that, Jin Jinxi casually asked, "Did she sign an equal symbiosis contract or a servant contract?"
"The city of Hailanza needs a magic contract?" Surdak asked in surprise.
"You didn’t sign a formal contract, did you?" Big Jinxi is also looking at Surdak like a ghost.
Seeing that Surdak didn’t speak, he quickly tried to ask, "Am I right?"
Before Surdak gave the answer, he waved his hand and said to Surdak, "No, no, no! This can’t be done. You should have a magic contract. Although she is a half-blood succubus, after all, a large part of her body is inferno blood. We must first make sure that there are ways to prevent her from doing some extreme things, such as racial invasion and sending information about Roland mainland to inferno. You must do some restraint on this. This kind of thing is also simple to say. A magic contract scroll can solve it. It is best to have a master-servant contract. Of course, an equal symbiosis contract is not impossible … "
"I insisted on signing the magic contract, otherwise there would be no discussion. Although I am an illegal immigrant, I have my principles." Big Kinsey Surdak looked at him indifferently with a glass opposite him.
Surdak hand rubbing his forehead good crustily skin of head promised.
"Well, I think I can say that she …"
Surdak and his party, who were sent out of the pub by big Kinsey, walked out of the street.
At night, those princesa in the street are more bold than during the day. There are a few bold princesa who almost stick to Surdak’s body, full of wild eyes and tease Surdak, but Samira pushes her throat unceremoniously and emits short and cold reprimand angrily to "get out …"
……
The gate of Vozhmara was closed after dark.
You can find a hotel if you don’t want to risk crossing the city wall or sleeping on the street if you miss the deadline to leave the city.
With the influx of caravans and adventure groups into the city, almost all the hotels in the city are full, and some caravans can sleep on the streets. Many squares are still full of tents. At present, the only feeling in this city for Surdak is that there are people everywhere.
Good Samira is familiar with all the hotels in the city. The four of them are as complicated as cobwebs. After a long walk in the alley, they finally found a hotel at the end of the dark alley. The hotel owner sat behind the bar and looked up at Samira. When she saw that she was wearing a delicate salamander leather armor, she couldn’t help but sneer, "Are you going to die?"
When she spoke, Surdak realized that she showed two fangs, and then looked at her eyes. The pale golden pupil was vertical. At this time, Surdak realized that the lady in front of her should have some orc blood.
Samira didn’t seem to want to talk to the proprietress at all and said coldly, "Cut the crap and prepare two rooms!" "
The proprietress knocked on the desktop with sharp fingernails and said with a smile, "Look at what is the most important thing in the street. Can you stay here with a house?"
Samira unceremoniously slammed the forest bow at the front desk, and the proprietress’s eyes were almost pasted together. Finally, the proprietress of orc descent snorted and said in a bad tone, "The roof attic belongs to you. Don’t get the old lady’s sheets wet or the deposit will not be refunded."
Surdak looked at Samira with a little language.
“……”
The half-elf archer didn’t take the key at all. With her tall figure, she directly hung a bunch of keys on the wall and walked quickly downstairs without looking back.
This hotel is divided into two floors, and the third floor is a more private attic.
As the proprietress said, nowadays the hotel is full of passengers. When they pass through the corridor, there are more strange noises besides snoring … like cats scratching the floor.
Through the low corridor, the roof at the end of Samira corridor dragged a wooden ladder hidden in the ceiling and took three people to climb the attic.
This hotel is rather shabby, but the attic is very spacious and comfortable. Besides, there are two wooden beds with clean wool sheets on the east and west walls. Although the rooms are connected, the two beds are separated by thin boards.
Samira pushed a door and said to the three men, "This way to the bathroom!"
It seems that among the four people, there are half-elf archers who like to be clean. When no one takes the initiative to take a bath, they take the lead in walking into the bathroom with long legs and don’t poop and splash water.
Aphrodite, the succubus, looked at the room curiously. She went to the attic and pushed two glass windows to let the night wind blow in.
Aphrodite only then untied her black scarf and reached out to climb the windowsill nimbly. She leaned against the attic windowsill and looked up at the quiet moonlight outside the window. It seems that her body injury should be almost better, which will not affect her normal actions.
Surdak took off his armor and wore a linen shirt, sat at the table by the window and looked at the table decoration.
Andrew sat on the floor. It would be inconvenient for him to put on his breastplate and take off the corner of the pile. He didn’t have the magic belt like Surdak. He couldn’t get the equipment at hand. Then he took out a grindstone to carefully polish the axe blade and wiped it again at the edge of the grease rag.
Aphrodite, the succubus, asked Surdak curiously, "It didn’t go well?"
She knew that several people went to the pub for the purpose, but after leaving the pub, Surdak never talked about it. All the way, she couldn’t help asking without asking about the hotel.
Surdak shook his head and said to Aphrodite with one hand, "Tell me about where you live …"
Aphrodite looked at Surdak with eyes as big as purple grapes.
Chapter 43 Six Laws
Hotel attic open skylight near the street lane, the stone road is not wide, and occasionally someone passes by and bursts of footsteps.
Aphrodite sat on the windowsill and held the attic window by her hand. The rafters looked up at the moonlight at night and seemed to be lost in a memory.
"The fire hell has no day and night, and the sky is always red. The earth is divided by several lava rivers and covered with coking rocks," she said.