Volume 3: Dramatic Changes in Life Chapter 149: Dream Mentor Tavern (2)

"You little bitch, how dare you knock over my uncle's wine? You are so courageous!"

As George expected, the mercenary who was still bragging and spanking with his companions turned around and roared at the waitress angrily, and grabbed the waitress by the collar and picked her up.

"sorry Sorry sorry!"

Although the waitress's face was covered in blood after being hit by the oak wine glass, she still endured the humiliation of being attacked in the chest and kept apologizing to the mercenary. She knew clearly that none of these mercenaries who were licking blood at the edge of their swords were carrying a few lives, and killing her was nothing at all!

"If the apology is useful, why do I need gold coins for that? I give you two choices, either to forgive the debt of our Tiger Roar Mercenary Group, or to lick the ale clean on the ground! No matter what, I am still very merciful!" After the mercenary revealed his true purpose, he threw the waitress away and smelled his fingers with great enjoyment. The waitress's faint body fragrance still remained between his fingers.

"why is it like this?"

Looking at the dozens of people who were eager to try in the tavern, the little girl's eyes were filled with tears, but she did not dare to say a word "no".

She knew clearly that if she really offended these gangsters and allowed them to take the opportunity to cause trouble in the tavern, all her subsequent wages would be deducted by the tavern owner, and she might even be fired and live on the street.

After hesitating for a while, the waitress fell to the ground tremblingly, lowering her head in humiliation amidst the mercenary's ridicule. Just before her face was about to touch the ground, a warm hand touched her.

"Please place an order for me first."

George's voice sounded at the right time. At this moment, for the waitress, George's voice was like a light in the darkness, bringing new hope to her despair!

At the signal from George's eyes, the little girl ran all the way from the other direction of the tavern and hid in the back kitchen.

"Boy, who are you to disturb the uncle's interest?"

When the mercenary saw that the naturally overlord meal was gone and the waitress who had used it for fun also ran away, he was naturally furious with George. But when the mercenary noticed the vampire cloak with blood-red fluff on George's shoulders and the elf armor under the cloak, he showed a greedy look.

"Boy, as long as you keep the elf armor under the cloak and run three times on the street, I will save your life! No matter what, I am still very merciful!"

It's funny to say that, in fact, what the stupid mercenary was interested in was only the Elf Armor, a second-level treasure on George's body. He did not recognize the vampire cloak, a third-level magic weapon, and just thought it was just a piece of equipment. It's just high-end fur bought from some tailor shop.

At the mercenary's signal, his companions also raised their weapons and surrounded George. Others in the tavern stayed away and watched the show with great interest.

The fatigue of the journey, the opponent's poor lines, a group of mercenaries with only muscles and no brains, the smell of sweat that has always filled this tavern, and the weak and helpless look on the face of the waitress who is also half-elf like Lova. expression.

No matter what it was, George felt angry in his heart.

Since they are looking for death, don't blame me for being cruel!

"Level 1 chaos spell, spark!"