Walking into a tavern outside the port, Leicester and Soraka found a seat by the window and sat down. Soon, a young man in short clothes trotted up to the two of them. He lowered his eyebrows and said politely. After taking a look at the two of them, he smiled at Lester.
"What do you two guests want to have?"
"What good food do you have here?"
“A batch of deep-sea ice fish from the north happened to arrive, and our tavern’s secret prawns are also very popular.”
"One of each...what would you like to eat, Soraka?"
Seeing the man suddenly asking her, Soraka opened her mouth and swallowed the 'black bread' she had become accustomed to.
"Lester, I will eat whatever you eat."
Looking at the receptionist again, Lester smiled slightly.
"Is there rice here?"
"Yes, they are all locally produced rice. Do you want one? There are three types: large, medium and small..."
"One large portion is enough, and a bottle of Noxian red wine."
"Sorry guest, the red wine is only from Demacia."
"Then take the Demacia one and have the cup ready."
“Okay~ The food will be ready soon~”
With the guest's menu in mind, the waiter hurriedly left to go to the kitchen to order the dishes. Looking back, Lester noticed that Soraka was a little unnatural.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? It's next to the window and the air should be the best."
The man guessed that the woman might hate being with a group of stinky men who like to go shirtless.
"How about I ask if there are single rooms? It's too noisy here."
Soraka shook her head, her face showing three parts of embarrassment, two parts of shyness and five parts of anticipation.
"This is my first time eating something so good. I kind of don't know how to make it. I haven't eaten prawns before, so I don't know how to eat it."
"So that's it."
Seeing the woman lowering her head in embarrassment, the man breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he decided to wait for the waiter to come and add some rare dishes. When he was in Enx Town, he really had no money and was very worried about Lissandra. Someone would find him, so he didn't stay long. He really saved a fortune on the journey south, and he became much better off financially.
"You don't need to be particular about eating. Just eat whatever is convenient for you. If you don't know how, I'll teach you. Don't worry about anything."
"Um."
Soraka nodded reassuringly and sat on the thick wooden chair holding her staff.
"I'll go and inquire about the situation. You just wait here for the food to be served."
"good!"
Standing up from the chair, Lester slowed down and walked towards the counter, listening to the sounds of conversation nearby.
"I heard that Winter's Claw was defeated miserably this time. War Mother Mabel killed several of her beloved wives. Guys, this makes me have to reconsider whether I should conquer War Mother Mabel..."
"Come on, man, what other specialties do you have besides that one? War Mother Mabel's wife is not something you can be if you want to..."
"Drink some more~ Hiccup~ Let me tell you a secret. Please don't tell others. There seems to be a lot of big things happening in the Frost Guard Fortress recently. My aunt is a Frost Guard. She said that the Frost Queen will kill There are a large number of Iceborn Warlocks. It is said that an old Iceborn betrayed the Queen. Now everyone in the Frost Guard Fortress is in danger. No one knows what the furious Queen will do. Hululu~Hululu~..."
"Hello? It's gone now? Hey, Ah Wei is not very good at this. Let's keep drinking..."
Lester frowned and looked at the drunkard sleeping on the table, gave up the intention of asking, and continued to move forward.
The door of the tavern was pushed open, and three ferocious-looking barbarians walked into the tavern carelessly.
"Speaking of which, are Randall's raiding group and the Atli war gang preparing to go south again? Are the brothers interested in crossing the Urus Mountains to grab a vote from the southerners? The Demacia stolen by the miser Bruce Women are too expensive. They even cost one silver coin at a time. I think Bruce is obsessed with money. Instead of playing with his junk, it’s better to grab one for yourself. Demacian women with thin skin and tender flesh are best used to warm the bed. Already..."
"Why are you in a hurry? You still have two months to prepare. Do you think those southerners are really cattle and sheep? Don't go over the mountains and ridges and never come back. Moreover, I seem to have heard that this Among the forces preparing to go south this time is Mabel Warmother. If Winter's Claw chooses to take action, the iceborn warlocks will definitely take action by then. That is a good time to fish in troubled waters. Let's rush into the southern village and pick them up. The woman just ran back, she must not be greedy for too much, her life is still at stake..."
Most of the messy news has very low credibility and is mostly bragging. Barbarians who lack spiritual entertainment and civilized etiquette gather together. In addition to their heads full of yellow waste, they are just looking forward to burning, killing and looting. They speed up the pace. Lester came to the counter and ordered a few more dishes, and the noise behind him seemed to be much quieter.
The man turned his head and glanced, then silently hid the 13-centimeter-long single-edged cheese knife on the counter behind his back, and walked in the direction he came from.
Three braided men with big muscles and round waists, with one-handed axes on their waists, surrounded Soraka. The leader of the big men had an evil smile on his face.
"Purple-skinned mage girl, don't you feel lonely by yourself? Why don't you go and have a drink with your buddies? I've seen a lot of normal people, but I've never experienced a girl as beautiful as you. I just like you. Hehe~ "
"Please leave here! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
"You're welcome? I like women who are rude the most~ That's how it tastes~"
Soraka, who was being chased by three people, was pressed against the wall, using her staff to block the barbarian's restless hands.
The back of his hand hit the staff and a red mark appeared on it. The big man at the head was not angry. Instead, he winked at his subordinates with more interest. With a knowing smile, his subordinates immediately grabbed the staff and the other one tried to hug him. Soraka, the tavern was completely quiet. No one wanted to come forward. On the contrary, many people were holding wine glasses with great interest and preparing to watch the show.
"Hey, look here."
"Are you looking for death!?"
The person behind him tapped him on the shoulder. The big man turned his head in displeasure. What he saw was the point of the knife condensed into a point pointed straight at his eyes. It was getting closer and closer, and it was outside his eyelids in the blink of an eye.
"Pfft."
The moment the hole enlarged, the big man had no time to react. The knife pierced the lens, penetrated deeply into the eye socket and entered the brain ventricle. The man holding the knife, with a faint smile, vigorously rotated the handle of the knife until it reached a large puddle. Thick liquid bubbles mixed with blood spurted out from the broken eye sockets and flowed to the ground along the blade of the knife.
After witnessing the round things being chopped into mud by knives, the theatergoers could no longer maintain their calm smiles. The timid people had already started to tiptoe up and leave the tavern, and the bold people did not want to cause more trouble. He quickly turned his body back to the table and stared at the food on the table, thinking about whether he should leave with the food dripping.
Consumption here is not cheap.
With a "plop", the big body fell heavily to the ground. The other two barbarians were stunned for a moment, then their eyes turned red and they pulled out the one-handed ax from their waists and prepared to take action. Soraka took back the staff with force. His eyes were full of worry.
Different from the innocence and kindness in the past, this time, she felt boundless anger in the man's mood swings.
"God's Coming"
