Chapter 1293 Noisy Tavern

Punk's adventure has come to an end, but he who is still spending time and patiently looking for the library in the cyborg eye does not know that on an inconspicuous small plane of the multiverse, a decadent young man in a linen robe The man was sitting in a chaotic poor tavern drinking glass after glass of bad liquor.

This is the plane of Modifik, a relatively prosperous and quiet small plane. According to ancient legends, this plane was originally just a desolate half-plane floating around in the astral world. The legendary sorcerer of "Dead Wenfeng Lantern" transformed it, brought immigrants from other planes, and after a long period of development, Modifec, which is now at its peak of popularity, came into being.

Of course, the reason why the legend is called a legend is because it cannot be verified by people. According to the legend, the powerful spellcaster who created the Modifec plane went on an unknown "outing trip" He never came back after that, and this world once ruled by legendary professionals gained true freedom...

Maybe it can be called freedom, at least on the surface, it has been nearly 200,000 years since the plane of Modifec has welcomed new legendary professionals, and here even the "legend" itself has long been Unidentified mysterious legends, apart from those ancient legends, there are only two kingdoms with huge populations and wars breaking out from time to time, ruling tens of thousands of cities, and the illiterate poor are also repeating for generations On ordinary and difficult days, ordinary people can drink a glass of inferior wine in such a tavern to brag about it only occasionally.

There is nothing elegant, much less pompous, and stained floors and cracked wooden wine glasses are the background tone of this poor entertainment venue, although the tavernkeeper will follow the tradition and invite a bad bard to sing. The vulgar tunes that people love to hear, but the bustle of drunks with loud voices is long enough to make people ignore the bad singing that goes out of tune and runs to grandma's house.

People with real status and status would come to this kind of place? How can it be?

Just like a big boss with a lot of money is definitely impossible to eat barbecue at a roadside stall, this kind of place where there are endless quarrels at night will only disgust nobles and professionals, even alcoholics who don’t drink I tend to avoid this place all the time, not to mention those real strong people who spend a lot of money.

At least in the view of Aina, the maid in the tavern, the guys she comes into contact with every day will always be a group of drunken alcoholics, no matter how many years have passed, there will be no exception, and her little girl who is only seventeen years old will always be just a bunch of drunks. It would be a woman who offered "fifty coppers a night" in exchange for extra wages to subsidize the family, and she was really a good match for these drunks and this kind of tavern.

But as the saying goes, thousands of people have thousands of faces, and everything is different, and the drunkards in the tavern also have their own differences. A kind of idiot who brags loudly when he is drunk, and there are alcoholics... well, or there is another "alcoholic" who is completely different from other alcoholics, because only this one is drinking white wine in one gulp after another. The man who sighs will sit in the most remote corner without making any noise, quietly.

Just as lonely and lost as the moonlight at night.

It seems that although he is sitting in the most typical low-class tavern, wearing the worst linen clothes and drinking the worst liquor mixed with water, his temperament is incompatible with ordinary drunkards, which is of course no one One of the reasons for chatting with him.

It must be admitted that sometimes a weirdo who is out of tune with the environment is quite easy to arouse curiosity, especially for girls who are in their youth, this kind of man who exudes a "story" all over his body is even more interesting. It has a very special mysterious attraction. After all, even if this girl's job is a "fifty copper coins a night" kind of business, it doesn't mean that she doesn't have the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of normal people, does it?

So on such a noisy and chaotic night as usual, Anna Zhong, who avoided the seven or eight salty pig hands around her, summoned up her courage and walked towards the mysterious man pretending to be calm.

"How about fifty copper coins a night? This little brother? I'm the most punctual batch on this street."

Gently pulling up the short skirt, Aina, who originally wanted to "chat normally" but showed a section of white thigh, said her soliciting words out of habit.

Well, maybe it sounds a little too straightforward, but in this kind of place, there is no need to hide too much. The flesh and blood business is also a business, and the business is to be happy only if the price is clearly marked, not to mention this young man in linen clothes It's quite handsome after a closer look. If something can happen, Aina feels that she won't mind.

Well, yes, that is, "feeling" won't mind, after all, she doesn't have the capital to "choose" whether to mind or not.

"..."

"Dang lang lang".

It was the sound of a silver coin being dropped on the table.

"Go get another bottle of wine, and leave me alone."

He yelled impatiently like a real drunk, and the man who drank all the spirits in his glass looked a little dazed and not sober.

Although his unconsciousness does not seem to be affected by alcohol...

The price of a silver coin is quite "not to be underestimated" in this kind of tavern. After all, it is the value of Aina's two nights. Not to mention buying a bottle of low-quality wine, even buying ten bottles is enough.

Generally speaking, since such a generous "tip" has already been obtained from such a guest who seems to be in a bad mood, the tavern maid who is really old-fashioned will naturally follow the order of the guest to bring drinks, and will not try to cause herself Spanking redundant questions.

But the young Aina is not an "old fritter". Seeing that the man in front of her is more generous than the average alcoholic, she is even more curious about her guests.

In the perception of the little maid, it is impossible for those idiots who don't leave the wine barrel until they spend all their money to take out a silver coin. Those who can squander silver coins casually must be... have a serious family business people!

But shouldn't such a person work hard day and night for his livelihood? Why would he sit in a tavern and sigh while drinking?

Aina was sure that she had seen this man for five nights in a row, and every time he drank, he would use the scary posture of "trying to drink myself to death" until the next morning before giving up.

So driven by half curiosity and half sympathy, while carefully putting away the silver coins this time, she did not immediately go to get the liquor as usual, but chose to carefully ask the decadent man softly:

"This... sir, you have been drinking non-stop for five consecutive nights. If this continues, the human body will collapse. Why don't you go home?"