Pale yellow light came from the spacious two-story cabin, and the music of minstrels and the noisy and chaotic conversations of drinkers were mixed together, and the aroma of wine filled every corner.
This is not the busiest time in the pub, but there are already quite a lot of people. Whether they are people finishing their work or people coming from far away places, they will gather here at this time.
"Miss Yola..."
Ying stared at Youla's big amber eyes and took out a neatly folded letter from a lot of gadgets in her pocket.
"We were introduced by Captain Qin to learn the etiquette of nobles!"
"Captain Qin?"
Yora tilted her head and took the letter, her amber pupils flashing.
"I see."
After a brief exchange of greetings, the two began to chat, and Ying then learned that Yora was also the guerrilla leader of the Knights of the West Wind, a position similar to that of the Scout Knight, which also required trekking through mountains and rivers.
Yora's knowledge is quite broad, and she can talk about everything from Mondstadt's specialties to the weird alpine terrain, to knight coronation ceremonies and noble etiquette.
Ying was a little dumbfounded, but Paimon seemed to have found a soulmate and had a great time chatting with Yora.
After all, Paimon, as a guide, knows much more about the world than Ying who traveled through time.
Yora's way of speaking is very special. She is not very willing to reveal her true feelings. She always talks about the word "revenge", which is both true and false, making it difficult to tell whether it is a real grudge or a harmless joke. .
Yula looked very happy when she was talking to Paimon, her cheeks were flushed from drinking, and every time she spoke, she would spray out the warm smell of alcohol, but she could clearly see that the wine in the glass was half full. of ice cubes.
Alcohol and sharing a table made Youla put down her guard of etiquette blessings. If a big man spoke to Ying like this, Paimon would definitely scold him with a sullen face. But facing Youla who exhaled like blue, the two of them didn't seem to. Have this idea.
"Your face... doesn't look like a Mondstadt."
Yura calmed down from her excitement and squinted her eyes to look at Ying. It seemed that she was so happy that she met a stranger with whom she could talk freely, and her eyes turned into beautiful moons.
"I heard Qin say that you completed many of the residents' requests and defeated the Wind Demon Dragon..."
"It's not that powerful."
Paimon waved his hands. Although he was modest, his proud tone could not be concealed.
"However, there are not many people who can compete with me for credit."
Youla pressed her elbows on the wine table, and brought her thin pink lips close to the tip of Ying's nose: "I'm afraid I will remember this grudge."
"Are you really... a noble lady?"
The alluring breath made Ying blush and asked softly.
"Although I am from a noble family, I am different from them."
Yora returned to the chair, her expression became serious, she elegantly took off her gloves and put them aside, bringing with her the fragrance of Cecilia flowers.
"I like unfettered action, but my family always wants me to recite the red tape and practice the 'most beautiful smile' in their eyes in front of the mirror every day. Our Lawrence family is proud of our strong will, even, hum... "
She smiled drunkenly, showing her large teeth, and drew a circle in mid-air with her extended index finger.
"Let the young me practice swordsmanship on the top of the snow-capped mountains..."
I don’t know if it’s because she has the special ability of the Ice God’s Eye, or it’s Ying Lean’s hallucination, but every word that Yora says is filled with a naughty chill, making Ying feel like she’s shivering in a hundred-foot ice cave. Feel.
"Hiccup~"
While chatting happily, Youla suddenly covered her mouth and burped.
"sorry……"
A pair of big eyes looked around. After making sure that no one cared about her gaffe, Yora turned her head and smiled at Ying.
It was an extremely cute smile that also contained a certain sense of relief and indulgence.
"I heard that the fish in the Longji Snow Mountain Lake will become comatose due to the high temperature if they are raised in normal temperature water."
Ying thought for a while and began to change the topic.
"Yes!!" Yola slapped the table again excitedly, spilling a lot of wine in the wine glass, and her eyes shone brightly, as if there was a frozen lake in front of her.
"Mondstadt is located in the middle of the Cider Lake, so the residents naturally like to eat fish, but... if the fish from the Dragon's Back Snow Mountain are used for frying and deep-frying..."
Sitting under the stairs, hiding in a secret corner, Yura and Ying didn't notice that there were two figures, one red and one green, on the second floor of the tavern, quietly looking at the talkative Yura and the dumb Ying.
"Hey, Famas, you caused this, why don't you go and put an end to it?"
It was Famas who was pulled out by Wendy to do something. Originally Famas was hiding in the room on the second floor of the Knights and was studying the evil eye on his hand. Unexpectedly, Wendy suddenly broke in, scaring Famas so much that he almost lost his hiding place. Hold the black object in your hand.
The reason why Wendy came uninvited was just to solve the legacy of Famas left in Old Mondstadt, the aristocratic system.
When the army led by Famas liberated Mondstadt, they not only brought Munata's army with them, but also Munata's culture, the wine culture that had a profound impact on the Legenfund family, and the water conservancy facilities driven by windmills.
In particular, the aristocratic system that has the greatest impact on the Lawrence family is like a quagmire, and the entire Lawrence family is trapped in it.
"I did say that the aristocratic system would be implemented for a period of time, but I also said that the superstructure must adapt to the development of productive forces... Why do these guys just listen to the first half of the sentence..."
In this way, the muttering Famas was dragged to the tavern by Wendy, and peeked at the entire exchange between Yula and Ying.
"Is this little girl from the Lawrence family?"
Famas nodded approvingly, "It's beautiful."
"Am I asking you to look at her?"
Behind her, Wendy jealously hugged Famas, who was holding the railing, and secretly looked at Yura and Ying from his side.
"Hey, you are indeed a well-informed adventurer."
The tavern was a bit stuffy. Youla wiped the sweat from her forehead and had no choice but to take off her half-cloak and put it aside. She drank the last drop of wine in the glass, stretched her hand out of the table, and said drunkenly: " Refill…”
Charles has never neglected business matters. He is now pricking up his ears with amazing talent and listening to every move in the store. Although Yura's voice is weak, he immediately jumped up from the chair like a spring and hugged He walked over to Yura holding a wine bottle.
"Angel's Gift" never accepts credit, and matters such as consecutive cups must be settled in person.
Yora stared at the foam in the cup with her eyes wide open, refusing to relax even a little bit. When it was about to overflow, Charles accurately interrupted the trickle flowing out of the bottle.
Just when Ying was about to pay for her, she met Youla's gentle and jade-like hand.
The panting girl also held several medium-denomination moras in her hands.
Like an electric shock, Youla's slender and delicate fingers suddenly trembled a few times, and the hand that could have held the heavy sword suddenly retracted. She lowered her head, as if she was shorter, and suddenly there was an extra patch on her face. The unique crimson color that does not belong to dandelion wine but only belongs to girls.
"I'm sorry...I'm a little..."
Her eyes were evasive and her voice lacked confidence.
"It's my fault...I want to help you pay."
"Thanks…"
Yora suddenly slapped the table, stood up, picked up the just-filled wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Hmph, anyway, I've taken note of this grudge! You want to learn noble etiquette? For a powerful adventurer like you, let's start with the most difficult one."
"The most... most difficult!"
Paimon's eyes widened and he was about to shake his head, but Ying pulled him over and covered his mouth.
"good."
Facing those amber eyes, Ying nodded without hesitation.
