"Children, I am your old friend Shalda, welcome to my tavern. "The tavern is lit with candles, and the magic candles are not extinguished all year round, but they do not provide warmth in the cold months. There was a large fireplace in the tavern, and the fireplace was always crackling, and Old Shalda's tavern was always thriving in such seasons, with rough sailors, young ladies and young men, and a group of clever and lively children. Oh kids, you don't see these innocent kids in any other tavern in the city. So what exactly attracts these people?

Sailors can drink some of the best fruit wine in the province here, thanks to Old Sharda's exclusive recipe, and many tasters and wine lovers come here from all over the continent, and sailors who haven't been ashore in the harbor for a long time can also buy it here at a cheap price, and in other seasons they might go to some other place to do something you know, but now they just want to have a drink in a warm and cosy tavern.

And those young people, haha, they just come to have fun, like most young people, they do odd jobs or learn some kind of skills, they come to the tavern to pass the good time of their youth, and leave in pairs at night, yes, those young people with good faces are always one-on-one, and the rest have to leave alone, no matter where they are, people are always used to looking at faces.

So why are the children here? It's all because Sharda likes children, as an old dwarf, he likes children more and more around him, Sharda was a sage when he was young, he always had a kind of rejection of children, he always felt that those apprentices were stupid, and when he saw children, he always thought that they would one day grow up to be fools like his apprentices, and he always avoided those children when he thought of this. And now, the children have become his only motivation to live, he forgets the cruelty of the outside world when he sees them, and he wants to keep the innocent children away from the nightmares that people fear, those fanged alien monsters or ruthless suppressor robots. So Sharda always keeps free sweets in the tavern and vivid stories to attract the children, and it turns out that his efforts are not in vain.

And now, dressed in purple sequined clothing, sat at the counter, with her once fiery beard in her left hand and a wine glass in her right hand, to draw as much attention as possible to his short but muscular body: "Welcome, everyone, to my tavern and to hear the story I have prepared for you." ”

Several of the sailors laughed, as if they didn't care about the funny dwarf. The girls looked at Sharda with a smile, but the afterglow kept looking at the handsome young men who approached the stairs, and the boys looked at the girls in the same way. Only the children watched Sharda intently, except for a few greedy imps desperately stuffing sugar into their mouths.

Old Sharda cleared his throat, looked out the window at the robots patrolling, and winked four more times at a hooded woman in the corner of the tavern, who left through the back door. Old Sharda continued: "This time the story takes place at the time of the third Hour of Zero, the last Hour of Zero. ”

"At that time, there were still fourteen gods in the world, and the other two lost the ability to possess in past events, such as Louke, the god of desire, and Louke, the god of theorems, and you must remember the legend of the barbarian who was possessed by the drunken alien spider demon in the battle of the barbarians, and the story of Louke sacrificing himself to beat the vampire king into the volcano at the second hour of zero. Old Sharda paused, looking at his little audience. Some of the little ones nodded frantically, using simple body language to show that they were superior to the other children, and some shook their heads slightly, their faces flushed, and they felt inferior to others. So, Sharda continued to tell his story.

"There used to be sixteen gods in our world, and those scholars collectively called them the 'Sixteen Gods', and they were divided into two camps: the Mother of Life, Sharan, the Father of Philosophy, Sasquier, the Theorem of Exhaustion, Reason Louke, Goodness and Truth, Hope, Industriousness, Temperance and Divine Forbiddenness. Old Shalda swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not because he was thirsty, he could have been scolding his apprentice all morning without resting, and the reason why he felt nervous was because of the name of the evil god that he was about to read: "Children, listeners, you must not call out the names I want to say in the future, as long as you know those evil names, beware of their bewilderment and curse, they are: lust, forgiveness, greed, vanity, hatred, deep marks, anger, poisonous fire, deception, speechlessness, Jealousy, desolation, laziness, stickiness, destruction. ”

As soon as Shalda finished speaking, the behavior of the guests in the tavern changed, and several of the young apprentices of the seminary pressed a few coins on the bills and walked out, and the young girls turned their heads away, and the eyes of the children immediately showed a look of fear, but the sailors were still drinking their own wine.

Sharda immediately realized that she had said something she shouldn't have said, especially in this day and age. Before old Sharda could think about it, the wooden door of the tavern was pushed open, and a patrol entered, followed by the freshly graduated seminary apprentice. The patrol has a royal saber hanging from his belt, which is engraved with a very exaggerated image of a griffin, and the blade of the sword flashes with purple lightning, this is an electric blade, if the guards want to suppress the rebels, then the electric blade only has the effect of static electricity, if they want to kill the enemy, they can adjust the power to the maximum, at that time even the iron rod can be cut directly.

"We have received reports of people violating the rules of the college. The patrol deliberately raised his head and said with a proud expression.

The people in the tavern immediately turned their attention to Shalda. But Sharda breathed a sigh of relief.

The patrolman realized who had broken the rules at once, and turned to the seminary apprentices, "This is just a misunderstanding, and this room full of good law-abiding citizens." As soon as the apprentices tried to open their mouths, the patrolman immediately glared at them viciously, and the apprentice immediately lowered his head, and the patrolman threatened, "Don't get out of here yet!" One of the apprentices tried to fight back, but the others, who were obviously more acquainted, took him by the arm and left.

The patrolman sat down at the counter and turned off the electric blade, and the customers in the tavern began to whisper, and several sailors seemed to want to leave, and Sharda immediately came up with an idea and shouted: "All the food and drink in the restaurant are half price today!"

The sailors sat down again and looked at each other, smiling, and then put a small barrel on the table and began to drink, and the others ordered some meals, and the tavern was lively again.

The patrol asked Shalda, "What the hell did you say that you shouldn't have said?

Shalda nodded, poured the patrol a glass of wine, and said to the children, "Old Shalda is tired today, go back." ”

However, the children did not seem to want to let Sharda go, and cried out to listen to the story, and the old Sharda had no choice, he really had no way to take these children now, except for his career, he only had this tavern and the children.

"Okay, then I'll continue. Sharda sighed.

The patrol didn't say anything more, he knew that after the death of Shalda's wife and son, he was almost alone, he could not always remind such a person what to do for the sake of his career, he knew that he did not have that right, so he only took care of himself and slowly tasted the wine in his glass.

Shalda continued: "The gods themselves have no power to interfere with the world, they can only convey opinions to their own followers, and if they want to directly influence the world, they must find a volunteer, and the volunteer must exile his soul and give up his body to the gods. Due to the high cost, there are almost no such volunteers in this world, but there are exceptions, the current queen of the elves is the mother of life Shalan, the son of the pearl rhythm of the Mizusawa clan has been replaced by hope Haige, and the pope of the dwarves is the father of philosophy Sasquil. They are all great heroes who were seriously wounded and about to die in the Second Hour Zero, and exiled their souls to save their people!"

Shalda suddenly felt that the topic was too serious, and he was afraid that the child would not be able to understand the meaning, so he changed his words: "But those are just boring theological knowledge, our story takes place in the third zero hour, the powerful empire "San" on the distant eastern continent, the savior of the Ze merchants, the great adventurer, the savior of the world, and the story of the brave Kun faction demon envoy......"

The patrolman yawned, and it was getting dark outside, and several women and men came to the tavern door to meet their children, and the young men began to leave the tavern in pairs, and the sailors pondered which brothel to spend the night to-day.

The patrolman slowly stood up and put a few copper plates on the counter, but his eyes did not take off the barrel displayed on the cabinet, and he seemed to be a little reluctant to let go of the wine in the tavern, but he still made up his mind, and when he and the parents of the children were about to leave the tavern together, old Sharda stopped them: "Wait don't go, I'm not done yet!"

Sharda jumped off the table and walked his short legs quickly, looking very funny. He blocked the gate: "It's rare for me to tell a good story, you can't just leave, you can stay in my store tonight, I don't want a penny, you can eat whatever you want with the food left in the store, I just ask you to think about it!"

The guard immediately decided to stay, he had already thought of an excuse to fool his superiors. However, the families of the children still insisted on leaving, and Sharda had to get out of the way.

When they were leaving, Sharda and a few of the servants brought out the rest of the bread and fruit, as well as a large vat of wine, and the servants took their seats.

Sharda took off her comical costume, jumped on the table, and said solemnly, "Now, the show has just begun......"