Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 113 Feather Art

The Mermaid's Tavern has a small room, as long as three meters and as wide as two meters, and is estimated to be about eight square meters long. The arrangement was simple, with a queen bed, a desk, a chair, not even a closet, and a dilapidated cedarwood box in the corner of the door for closet use.

Claude lit the trigger rod, found the oil lamp on the table, lit the oil lamp, then turned the trigger rod off, and started measuring the room rented by this mumblehead named Edmigg. In fact, there is nothing to observe, and the room is very simple and clean, almost like no one else, at a glance. Except for a large sheepskin bag placed on the bedside, the rest is from the room.

Open the old cedarwood box, it's empty. Looks like the guy named Ed Miggle didn't put anything else in the room except the big sheepskin bag on the bedside. Maybe he put all his stuff in a sheepskin bag, probably ready to ambush Claude in the woods and rob him of the magic material, and then leave White Deer Town in the morning, so he doesn't mind Claude's death and killer as soon as he meets.

Claude poured everything in the sheepskin bag onto the bed, which he didn't expect, and none of it was worth anything, a few washed clothes, a linen towel, an old brass kettle, or magic. The rest are wild survival equipment, a small box of salt, a few hooks, two rolls of silk wire for fishing, a wooden dining box, a few silver spoons and a silver fork. There is also a bottle that uses half of the cure, a fire rod, and two sewing needles at the bottom of the bag...

Think about it and you'll know that if no one goes out, you can rest assured that your most valuable things are in the room, and if no one is in the room, things will probably fly away. Neither the hotel nor the tavern will be responsible for the loss of anything in the room unless the traveler entrusts the valuables to the counter at the beginning of the stay and signs an agreement for the safekeeping of the items and pays the safekeeping fee.

It's just that the consequences of doing so are even more harmful for travelers who are out of the house, as their belongings are revealed and more ungrateful people will be targeting themselves...

Claude didn't find anything in the sheepskin bag, so it looks like Ed Miguel's muffler is really a poor man with no good stuff around him. This also left Claude hopeless about finding an energy shield, a spell scroll, but it didn't disappoint him, and that's not what he was mixing up in the room for anyway.

Return what is on the bed to the sheepskin bag and place the sheepskin bag on the foot of the bed. Once again, the oil lamp on the table was moved onto the shabby wooden box at the corner of the wall, and Claude gently moved the table from the front of the window to the side, opening two windows and suddenly a cool breeze swept into the room, shocking Claude's spirit.

Claude returned satisfied when he reached out of the window and quadrupled to make sure there was no movement around him. The windows in those rooms in the building were closed and his ears listened again. Take off those two bearded robes and pants and throw them on the chair next to you, take out a bundle of hiking ropes from the backpack behind you, tie one to the foot of the bed, pull it hard, make sure it doesn't fall off, Claude puts the other end of the rope from the window downstairs, comes back to blow out the oil lamp, lets his eyes adjust to the darkness and then grabs the hiking rope and climbs up the window and slides down gently.

This long, three-storey stone structure of the Mermaid's Tavern is built directly on a stone embankment by the lake, so the building is more than two metres high below the stone embankment besides a 50-metre-wide stone cane. Claude grabbed the rope and slipped from the window on the second floor to below the stone embankment, about six meters high.

The body of the bearded man was also placed on the other side of the stone embankment. Claude used to move the body over and put a lot of effort in the building and the stone embankment at Shikan. Positively, he tied a rope between his waist to allow the body to lean against the outer wall on the ground floor. The uninformed saw that someone was sitting on Shikan and watching the lake for the view.

Claude grabbed the hiking rope and climbed up to the window on the second floor. Fortunately, Chase on the ground floor below the 219 room was empty and nobody was staying inside, so some of Claude's slight noises didn't impress anyone.

As Erickson said, the Mermaid's Tavern building is the worst on the ground floor, and it's all a Chase bedroom, a queen size bed room, for eight people. Some captains prefer to wrap up several Chase bedrooms to rest their crew and sailors before sailing, making it easy to assemble people for an emergency trip.

Twenty-four small rooms on the second floor at the right price are perfect for sailors and crew to have fun there. The third floor is eight more luxurious suites, also the most expensive, where many captains and cargo owners book several rooms before and after sailing, so that they can negotiate the price of the cargo and settle the cost of hiring a ship. Sometimes gambling and buffet dinner parties are held in the suite on the third floor to connect friendship and talk business with each other...

Hotel business at the end of October and the beginning of November was somewhat pale, with boats leaving the sea not returning yet and returning boats basically no longer preparing to sail. Although winter may not be here yet, returning vessels need to be protected, clean up the ocean's biology at the bottom, repaint, replace the boards and so on, and several boat repair workshops by the lake are busy.

Claude climbed back into the room from the window, and youth meant agility, a distance that was only a small thing for Claude, not to mention the aid of a hiking rope. Claude believed he could climb up without a hiking rope. The stone structure of the building has too many gaps and protrusions to allow the smart man to climb to the top.

After breathing calmly, Claude probed half his body out of the window and again applied a feather technique on the ground floor against the wall sitting on Shikan on the body of the moustache man. Then he grabbed the climbing rope and pulled it up, and the body was pulled up like a feather, without any effort. The only thing Claude needs to be aware of is not letting the body crash into the walls of the building and the windows below or anything...

It took only two minutes for the spell to last, and Claude had just grabbed the corpse's underwear and pulled it through the window, and the time had come. The body suddenly became heavy, and a "thump” fell on the floor, which frightened Claude, hurrying his ears up to listen to the surrounding sound.

Fortunately, no one noticed the sound of falling to the ground like this, which is more attractive than the “pop” sound of a man and woman falling in those rooms not far away.

Claudette relieved herself of breath, lit up the oil lamp, and took some effort to bring the body to bed. She also carefully covered the body with a quilt, creating the appearance of a person sleeping in bed. Move the table back to the front of the window and put the oil lamp back on the table.

Remove the linen towel from the sheepskin bag at the foot of the bed and throw it on the floor, rubbing the messy footprints and marks on the floor with your feet. Claude then untied the hiking rope from the foot of the bed and tied it back into the backpack, measured the little room again, made sure there were no omissions or omissions, then blew the oil light out and opened the window.

Claude contemplated, with the last bit of his own magic, putting a feather on himself, and then jumped up, like a feather dancing in the wind, gently floating over the table, through the window, gently floating under the stone embankment outside, silently falling on the gravel of the lake.

This evening, the plume technique was a big help to Claude. In the woods, Claude, if not a psychic move, applied the plume technique to the body of the bearded man, and found the body to be as light as a feather, which allowed him to move the body under the lake embankment.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult for Claude to dispose of the body of this bearded man, who had not recovered from the fierce fighting and was in pain, and could not move the body, which weighed more than 200 pounds.

Claude was desperate to get back to the Ericsson pier and drive the woodland carriage to move the bodies and take them back to the woodland to dispose of them. However, if you do that, you can easily be seen. At the very least, the Theories in the woodland can hardly be hidden from you unless you bring the body to the drug lab for mutilation...

Fortunately, the feather technique worked. Julian was right. There were only useless magicians, no useless spells. In certain circumstances, some spells that were considered garbage could work best. Claude felt the feathering technique was good, perhaps more appropriately called light-headedness.

Feather technique is a wind attribute technique that, after application, Claude feels like a layer of wind covering his entire body, making the body as light as a feather. Perhaps this is what happens when the spell effect of wind properties counteracts the gravitational pull of the earth on the body, and the disadvantage is that it's only too short a time, but it can be used on a corpse to surprise Claude unexpectedly.

It seems that Julian should not have known that Ed Miguel, the bearded man, had come to ambush himself, otherwise he would never have sold both spells to himself at night, plume technique and remote arrow protection. But it is also true that this bearded man learned from this fat old man with a big mouth that he was going to make a deal, so he has to find this fat old man some trouble in the future...

Claude walked easily along the lake embankment to the woodland, occasionally leaving footprints on gravel-side soil. Every morning between 7 and 89 o'clock, Lake Beringa will rise and submerge the gravel by the lake, and by 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the water will fall back out of the gravel by the lake, and the footprints and everything will disappear.

The body of the bearded man has been returned to the room of the mermaid tavern he rented, and the only headache will be the tavern owner, Eriksim. When the bearded man is found dead, it will most likely be a day and a half after all, the doorman sees him drunk and comes back upstairs, and doesn't show up one day only when he is asleep. Even after he was found dead in bed, he couldn't explain where so many wounds came from in the waist of the body...

If the Mermaid's Tavern calls the police, there will only be one more unexplained case in White Deer Town. In this age of no surveillance equipment, no fingerprints, Claude can assure you that it is difficult for detectives to find out the truth about the death of this bearded man. Robbery can't be reverse murder, roadblocking robbery is really a high-risk profession...

But Claude preferred to believe that the owner of the Mermaid's Tavern, Eriksim, found one of his guests dead in his own room, and he would surely quietly dispose of the body rather than go out and report it to the police, which would only hand over his grip to the patrol officers and possibly even seal the Mermaid's Tavern.

It's just that for Claude, it's all over now, and all he has to do is go back to the woods, take a hot bath, clean his body, and get some sleep. When the spirit of nourishment starts to set up its own alchemy magic charm array at night, then starts its own alchemy magic experiment in the woodland...

Back in the woods, it was dawn, estimated that it was about 5 o'clock, Claude burned water and took a bath, cooked himself another bowl of miscellaneous noodles, filled his stomach, went out to the stables, pulled out the big black majami with a saddle or something, mounted the horse and visited the woods. Then tell the Theories to get rid of the branches in the south creek or something, and do a one-day experiment in the drug lab today, nothing to disturb them.

After the Theories nodded, Claude just drilled into the drug lab, locked the door and started sleeping on the carpet, nourishing the spirit before setting up the alchemy charm array at night...