"The distinguished guests seem to have left."
Time returned to the Valia Tavern. The tavern owner Hank, who was wiping his wine glass, reflected the figure of another drinker on his shiny bald head. The drinker looked slovenly and like a homeless man. He also unconsciously sat cross-legged on the other side of the bar in front of the other party. The face above the collar was also covered by a broken felt hat: "Did they pay you for the drink?"
"It doesn't matter if they give it or not, as long as you are willing to give it." He lowered his head and put the wine glass he was wiping aside. Boss Hank replied calmly: "In addition, it's not that all the distinguished guests are 'leaving'; They're all 'coming'."
"Oh? It seems that the other party is really planning to have a showdown with us tomorrow?" The tramp let out a few hoarse chuckles: "How many people are there?"
"There are at least about thirty people, and they are all powerful adventurers." The bald store manager skillfully took out a few wine bottles from under the counter, and poured them into the shaker one after another. The action was also reflected in the dim magic light. Extremely skilled: "Of course, with the power behind them, it shouldn't be difficult to send more people in. Instead of trying to drive away the 'rats', it would be easier to lure them to one place and then catch them all in one go." .”
"Isn't this the purpose of holding this grand event?" He tilted his head and admired the wine glass and wine flying up and down in the bald man's hand. The tramp revealed half of the corners of his raised mouth: "Thanks to them, You and I have the same goal this time."
"Shenghui 20 gold coins." Bald Hank did not answer directly, but poured the wine in the shaker into the last glass with dexterous movements, and then pushed the wine glass in front of the other party calmly: "About No credit.”
"Don't worry, I can be considered a person who has died once." Not paying attention to the bad attitude shown by the other party, the homeless man picked up the wine glass slowly and elegantly: "I will not come back to compete with you for territory again. I will wait for this time. Now that it's over, I plan to go see the other side of the 'bridge'."
"Wind Continent?" Wiping his hands, Hank raised his eyebrows: "What, are you planning to go there to expand territory?"
"I don't have a single soldier under my command anymore. Even if I want to expand my power, I am powerless. At best, I can only say that I am starting from scratch." The tramp pressed the worn felt hat on his head, but the action of raising the wine glass was There was a momentary pause in the next moment: "No ice?"
"No." He took out the wine glass he had put aside and started wiping it again. Hank seemed to regard the person on the other side of the bar as nothing but air: "You figure it out yourself."
"Stingy." The tramp exhaled heavily and condensed some ice-blue energy into the wine glass in his hand: "...Well, the cold air created by magic is not as good as the natural cold. OK."
"You can choose to go out." Hank pointed mercilessly at the door: "It's very cold outside now."
"It's so heartless." m.
Pouring his lips, the slovenly young man's clear eyes under his felt hat glanced towards the door of the tavern that was separating to the left and right for a moment: "Well, when we get to the sacred mountain, I may not be able to drink anymore. It’s time for a veteran like you to make a good drink.”
"The real king of assassination will not drink alcoholic beverages, which will only dull his perception." Hank's actions still seemed unchanged: "Unless you want to retire."
"That's right, I will retire after this job." He raised his wine glass and took a sip. The homeless man's voice came out from the gap between his lips and the wine glass: "I found a few good seedlings over there. Maybe we can have a lot of fun with these humble little guys with a little training.”
"The tentacles of the Shadow Society will one day extend to the Continent of Wind, just like the Council of Mages." Hank snorted involuntarily: "We will inevitably have to compete again."
"I hope you can show mercy."
The two people were silent at the same time, and the silent atmosphere froze around the bar for a moment. The three or two players who had previously opened the door and walked into the tavern finally slowly passed through the noisy hall. , with a bit of vigilance on their faces, sat in front of the bar: "Boss, have two cups of 'Dragon and Snake's Breath'."
"Two cups of 'Dragon and Snake's Breath'." After repeating the other party's words, Hank did not make any move. There was also a feeling of waiting in the intersection between the lingering gaze and the third player, as if he was waiting. Silently asking him about his final decision: "Uh... I don't know how to drink, otherwise I would just have a glass of ice water."
"We don't have 'ice water' here." So Hank shook his head expressionlessly: "I recommend to you 'Mary's Joy', a drink made of five kinds of fruit juices and two kinds of sugar. It is very popular among women. A drinker’s welcome.”
"Then let's take this." Amidst the low laughter of the two companions beside him, the third player who spoke last tugged on the collar of his high magic robe to cover up his slightly embarrassed expression: " Juice is just juice, and with a name like this, aren’t you afraid of being misunderstood?”
"It seems like you haven't been to places like taverns very often, Brother Fengqiao."
He carelessly pushed the jingling bag of gold coins in his hand to the other side of the bar. The tall man sitting on the left smiled and waved his hand: "Stop sitting at home studying this and that all day long. There are more Go out for a walk and see more of the world, otherwise you won’t be able to attract girls in the future.”
"Can you stop teaching these bad things to others?" Then the voice of a swordsman player came from the other side of him. Carrying a big sword on his back, he also put down the look he had been looking around vigilantly, and tightened his shoulders. He also relaxed a little: "Not everyone likes to be wild like you, and not everyone is single like you."
"What did you say? Are you looking for a fight?" As expected, his last words aroused a strong backlash from the tough man: "Labour and management finally made up their minds to invite you out for a drink. This is how you repay me, right? You know it every day. Is it my fault that I can't find a partner? Come on, come on, get out of here."
"We're not here just for drinking, Brother Kuangxing, otherwise I wouldn't come with you." He shook his head helplessly, and the magician called Fengqiao finally ignored the complaints of his companions. Filtered out: “We’re here to—ahem.”
His eyes stayed on the bald bartender who was skillfully flipping various containers in front of him for a moment. The magician who swallowed his words subconsciously looked to his left and right again: "Where is Nan Xiaowu?" "When we met before, I didn't see him, but I have left him a message. He should know that we are here." Also lowering his voice, the swordsman player carrying a big sword sighed and turned his head: "Our last An old teammate, it looks like he doesn’t plan to arrive on time.”
"It's just a matter of filling in the hole. It's normal if he doesn't come over." The sturdy man snorted coldly: "They are different from us. They are now a famous person in front of the higher-ups and have a bright future. There is no need. People like us are dragged here to fill these pits that lead to their own death.”
"If you don't want to do it, it's still too late to run back and tell the boss, stop complaining here." He glanced at the slovenly dressed homeless man sitting in the corner of the bar drinking, and stopped the two of them from arguing. The player then cautiously asked the bald man in front of him: "This... er, Mr. Bartender, we want to ask you something."
"..."
"Look, this guy is really a naive kid who doesn't understand anything."
Facing the reaction of the bald bartender who continued to mix drinks in silence, the burly man on the side laughed loudly at his companion again: "Taverns in major regions are indeed good places to inquire about information, but they don't give you free gifts." This is information."
"Watch it."
He winked at the magician, then took out a few more gold coins from his arms and flicked them into the air: "Here."
"What do you want to know?"
The gold coins drew several beautiful arcs in the air. The golden light that met with the bald bartender was then swallowed up by the wine bottle that was shaking back and forth. The colorful wine flew in the air and turned into dazzling arcs. Finally, it was with the bald bartender. Hank's whispered questions turned into three cocktails pushed in front of the three people: "Three new Mr. Adventurers?"
"I know the three of us are a bit unfamiliar. After all, we are newcomers who have just arrived in this city." Pointing to his nose and letting out a few wry smiles, the magician called Fengqiao tried his best to put on a kind face. : "It's precisely because of this that we want to get familiar with this city quickly, isn't it?"
"Okay, okay, just use less explanations and polite words. My boss doesn't like this." Pointing to the bald man standing motionless and expressionless across the bar, the burly man held his hands in his arms. He held his wine glass and said with a low smile: "If you don't ask, I'll ask instead. Don't waste your precious money-making time."
"Do you know an adventurer called 'Lin Yuan Duan Shui'? We are looking for this guy." He ignored the warning looks from his fellow magicians and asked his next question straightforwardly: " He is very famous among us adventurers, and he is a magician by profession. He is...well, he is always accompanied by a female swordsman. He has white hair and a cold face every day, and his name is——"
He did not continue speaking because the swordsman player sitting next to him had reminded him with an elbow, and the bald bartender facing them had also stopped wiping the bar. , casually put the rag in his hand on his shoulders: "I know this person."
"Oh? Do you know him?" The burly man who was reminded also sat upright at this time and looked at the other person with glaring eyes like bells: "Do you only know him? Do you know his specific information? ?still--"
"I know a lot about him. After all, he is also a frequent visitor to Walia Tavern." Interrupting the other party, Bald Hank put on a sneer on his face: "He was drinking here just now, and there were six people in total. "
"He has left with his female companion now."
In the scene where the slovenly man in the corner put down his wine glass and stood up to leave, the three people with extremely surprised expressions subconsciously turned their heads along the bartender's fingers. Their uniform gaze towards the door of the tavern seemed to want to pass through a long period of time and space. space, and found the figure they were looking for out of thin air. Appearing at the end of these longing glances, Duan Qing and Xue Ling Huan Bing were already walking on the street opposite the Walia Tavern. The latter was constantly passing by countless noisy pedestrians. He suddenly stopped and seemed to have discovered something on the streets of Tania under the darkness: "...What's wrong?"
"It seemed like a familiar person passed by just now."
Shaking her head, the white-haired swordswoman finally denied her intuition at this time. She smiled at Duan Qing who stopped in front of him and looked back at her, and then continued to ramble behind him. Destination wandered around: "Forget it, let him be."
"After all, it's the moment before the storm is about to start. There may be a lot of 'old friends' coming to visit in this city." So Duan Qing also patted his female companion on the shoulder: "If you want to reminisce about the past, I won't stop you. With you."
"No." Reaching out to hold the back of his shoulder, Xue Ling Huan Bing finally swallowed what he wanted to say: "I want to stay by your side."
"The entire Tania is now loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Not only the place where Prince Chris is imprisoned, but the entire underground water area should now be under strict control."
The content of the conversation was still slightly inconsistent with the atmosphere between the two people at this time, but the two people's hands were held together unconsciously: "Of course, this situation will change tomorrow morning. After all, they have to be given some play. space."
"When does the game start? Morning? Afternoon? Or evening?"
"Of course we have to choose the busiest time."
The colorful magic lights gave the street scene a futuristic feel, and also dyed the two people parked on the other side of the corner neon colors. Duan Qing, who looked at this scene, stopped unconsciously. His eyes paused between the colorful lights in front of him and the black starry sky above: "Of course, we must first look at the trends from the frontal battlefield. If they suddenly play some conspiracy, we might not be able to deal with it, hahahaha."
The gray-robed magician talked and laughed casually, and then gradually stopped under the silent gaze of the woman beside him. The two silent eyes then got closer and closer, as if they were cut off from the noise around them, and finally disappeared in each other's arms. Into the light of this night.
Some people died, but not completely...
