Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

Next, St. Lorne announced that the money collected by Archpriest Rosen would be returned to the townspeople. Archpriest Rosen will be severely punished for this, and at the same time, the temple will send another archpriest to station here.

After the problem was solved, Saint Lorne said: "We will stay in the temple for a while. If you find anything abnormal, you can come to the temple and let us know in time."

"Yes! His Royal Highness Son."

St. Lorne waved his hand, a flash of holy light flashed, and the group of people in the center of the square disappeared.

When the excitement dissipated, Shi Rong curled his lips boredly and turned to leave.

"Sir, Sir Shirong..." Before he had taken a few steps, Gogia caught up with him. He struggled to pronounce this difficult-to-pronounce name, and asked repeatedly: "Where do you want to go?"

Shi Rong snorted, not feeling guilty at all for bullying a child, and taunted Gogia: "What the hell, little devil? I said they were lying to you, a poor little kid, but you still don't believe it. Are you being slapped in the face now?"

Gogia's dirty little face was dyed suspiciously red. He hesitated for a long time, and finally closed his eyes and shouted: "I'm sorry! I was wrong. Please forgive me, Lord Shirong!"

The little devil called him Master Shirong twice! You know, only powerful succubi can be called adults. Shi Rong raised the corners of his mouth proudly, no longer as familiar as the little devil.

He reached out and cast a cleaning magic on Gogia, then raised his white chin, "Little devil, where is the best hotel in your town?"

Since he planned to target St. Lorne, he naturally wanted to live in the town. With his skills and beauty, he must be able to capture the Holy Son in just three days, right?

Gogia stared blankly at his clean clothes and palms, excited.

In a small town, you need three copper coins to take a bath, so even civilians will be a little dirty. But now, he might be cleaner than the mayor!

"I will lead the way!" A bright smile appeared on Gogia's face. At this moment, he looked a little lively like a child.

I was called "Sir" again! Shi Rong tightened his face, trying hard to look mature and steady, and said reservedly: "Little devil, please lead the way."

Several small town youths who were amazed by Shi's appearance and wanted to strike up a conversation also took a few steps back in fear after seeing him using magic on Gogia.

How could ordinary people like them dare to have thoughts about such a noble magician?

Someone yelled, "The temple has returned the donation!"

The crowd immediately dispersed and rushed towards the temple not far away.

A remote town like this doesn't even have a town name, so the temple is naturally built in a dilapidated manner.

The overall appearance was gray, with some strange substance smeared on it. With Shi Rong's eyesight, he could even clearly see that the windows of the temple were all filled with holes.

Shi Rong looked away with disgust, thinking that this kid was leading the way for him and had no time to go to the temple to collect the money, so he asked: "Hey, kid, how much did you donate?"

Sir, he will not let this little brat work in vain!

Gogia scratched his head in embarrassment. It was extremely difficult for him, a little wanderer, to have enough to eat. "I donated a copper coin..."

What he didn't say was that he had picked up this copper coin on the roadside.

He is indeed a poor little guy. With a flick of Shi Rong, a silver coin landed on Gogia's head: "Consider this as your reward for leading the way for me."

Gogia was stunned, his head was stiff and he didn't dare to move. He stretched out his hand and touched it. When he saw the silver, his eyes widened: "Master Shirong, this is too much! I can't accept it..."

"I don't have copper coins in my purse." Shi Rong snorted, "If you don't accept it, do you mean you don't take me seriously? Or do you want gold coins?"

Gogia looked embarrassed: "I..."

"Just think that I hired you." Shi Rong thought for a while, such a thin and poor man would definitely not be able to keep this silver coin. "I plan to stay here for a few days, and you can help me run errands during this period."

With his Lord Shirong's blessing, the bad guys in the town didn't dare to take advantage of this poor little guy.

A child like Gogia who has been wandering all year round has a very mature mind. Knowing that Shirong was helping him, Gogia accepted the silver coin gratefully: "Okay, Master Shirong!"

sounds so good. Shi Rong squinted his eyes, the red marks flying at the corners of his eyes, which was extremely confusing.

He likes to be called Master Shirong!

……

"Your local hotel is much better than I imagined." Shi Rong looked at the hotel in front of him with satisfaction, feeling very good.

After seeing the temple in this town, Shi Rong no longer had any hope for the hotel here. But the hotel in front of me looks extremely luxurious, even the tiles are shiny.

Gogia's expression was distorted for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he tightened his mouth and remained silent.

Shi Rong noticed something unusual about him, "Little Guitou, what do you want to say?"

"This hotel... was built by Archpriest Rosen. He usually lives here." Gogia's voice became smaller and smaller. "This hotel costs one gold coin per night, so there are not many guests."

"..."

"Sir, you asked me to take you to the best hotel..." Gogia carefully observed Shi Rong's face, "How about we change to a cheaper hotel?"

joke! How could he, Lord Shirong, not even be able to pay a single gold coin?

Shi Rong was too lazy to be like this stupid brat. He raised his chin and walked inside, "Just live here."

The interior decoration of the hotel was more luxurious. Before taking a few steps, several familiar figures appeared in front of Shi Rong. His steps paused slightly, then quickened again.

What a coincidence.

But thinking about it, given the dilapidated appearance of the temple, and the windows even leaking air, how could this group of people possibly be able to live there?

Gogia also saw those few figures. He quickly lowered his head and said respectfully: "By the God of Light, good day, gentlemen."

St. Lorne's gaze paused on Shi Rong's face for a moment, and then he smiled softly. He really had no airs and spoke like an equal friend: "Are you guys here to stay in the hotel too?"

St. Lorne has no airs, but Shi Rong has a lot of airs. He raised his snow-white chin and nodded reservedly, not even saying a word.

St. Lorne didn't mind, and said with a smile: "This hotel only has six rooms, we occupied four, and there are two left. You can choose from the remaining two rooms."

Shi Rong probed his head, "Which room is yours?"

Elder Lejia's white beard was shocked. He had long been unhappy with this young man, and immediately shouted angrily: "How dare you pry into the residence of the Holy Son..."