The fox boy's words immediately aroused the displeasure of the sheep boy Charlotte, and he shouted loudly: "Varel, when we planned to come to the northern frontier grassland for an adventure, there was no you in the group, everyone knew that you were pampered, and you definitely couldn't stand the hardships of the adventurer's life. Why, it's been less than three months, and you're quitting? Hmph, if you want to go back, you have to go back by yourself!"

Varrell blushed when Charlotte told him the truth, and argued: "Am I wrong? In this northern grassland, there are indeed legends of treasures everywhere, but how many of them are true? According to those legends, we have run to several places, but we have not yet encountered a true legend! You have also seen that the treasure maps here are all sold by the pound, and this treasure map is too worthless, right?" Slapped it on the table, and said in annoyance: "Look at these treasure maps, which one is real?"

Although Varel also had some truth in what he said, Charlotte was still unconvinced, and was about to open her mouth to retort, when the female troll warrior sitting next to several orc boys and girls spoke: "Okay, you two don't fight." A few of us ran away from home and went out on an adventure, but this adventure was really uneventful. We've been out for a long time, and now the old guys in the family must be worried about us to death. If the legend of the 'Star Lake Monster' is still false this time, and there are no water monsters at all, I think this time we will end this adventure and return to Solan City! You know, the anger of those old guys at home is still waiting for a few of us! The later we go back, the greater the anger we will endure!"

"Boss, do you think this is possible?" the female troll gave her opinion, and turned her attention to the swan girl.

The swan girl thought for a moment, then nodded: "I think Bit Alice is right, we have been out for a long time, and if we don't go back, the adults in the family will definitely go crazy." Let's make this 'Exploring the Xingchen Lake Water Monster Tour' the last stop of our adventure in the northern grasslands!"

"What do you think, Babu?" the Swan maiden asked the Minotaur. Now in their team of five adventurers, only Babu has not yet expressed his opinion.

"I agree!" said Babu, who was in a state of drunkenness, burped loudly after pouring another glass of 'flame bomb' into his stomach.

Charlotte saw that her companions had plans to end their adventure and go home, and although she was unwilling, she was helpless.

"Okay, Charlotte, don't be disappointed, don't we have to explore the Lake of the Stars before we go home? Maybe the legend of the Lake of the Stars monster is true! After you return to Roland City, you will definitely have the capital to brag about!" Bit Alice waved her big hand and patted Charlotte on the shoulder, comforting her companion.

"By the way, I heard that although the Blood Fang Cavalry Regiment wiped out a rebellious mercenary group this time, it lost a wing leader. It is said that the captain of the wing is also a 'Baturu' warrior of the empire, and it is a pity that he died on the steppe when he had a promising future. At this point, Varel turned the conversation back to the Bloodfang Cavalry.

"This matter has been spread in the grassland," Babu, who had already drunk a little, suddenly became indignant, clenched his right hand into a fist, slammed the table, and said angrily: "I saw the captain of the wing in the Imperial Contest two years ago, his name is Rosen. At that time, the battle between him on behalf of the Northern Army and the representatives of our tribal army was really wonderful, and in the end he narrowly defeated the representative of our tribal army with half a move, which I remember vividly. I didn't expect him to die here now! These damn alien mercenaries are causing a lot of trouble to the empire, I really hate to follow the army and kill these rebels!"

After listening to Báb's words, Varel and Charlotte nodded, thinking deeply, and after a few cups of 'flame bombs', they also began to rise with pride, pointing out the country, scolding Fang Xuan, and discussing the current situation in the northern steppe and even the entire Beamon Empire.

The swan maiden and the female troll Bit Alice were uninterested in the impassioned discussion of state affairs by the three male companions next to them, and the two enjoyed the night view of the town while tasting the dishes on the table.

"What's that?"

"It looks like a monster!"

"How could a monster break into our town?"

"God, it's the atavistic Demon Spotted Hyena King, that's a seventh-level high-level demonic beast, our town is finished!

"Sheriff, where's the sheriff?"

"Go to Warsong Castle and report to the garrison, let the army deal with this monster!"

Suddenly there was a rush of wolves in the town, and the ghosts cried wolf, and the swan girl and Bit Alice followed the prestige, only to see that in the night, a ride came to the dust, as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed into the town, and stopped in front of the door of the most luxuriously decorated tavern in the town, 'Blue Crystal'.

It was a demon-spotted hyena as big as a calf, and on the back of the dog sat a tall werewolf boy dressed in a rudimentary animal skin. The werewolf boy twitched his nose deeply in front of the 'Blue Crystal' door, and said to himself with an intoxicated expression: "Aha! I smelled this wine from afar, I didn't expect there to be such a mellow wine in this northern Xinjiang town, I haven't drunk for a few days, I want to have a good time with alcohol today!" After speaking, the werewolf boy turned over and got off the dog's back, pushed open the door of the tavern, and walked straight in.

In the hall on the first floor of the tavern, the atmosphere was full of people and the atmosphere was warm, and most of the drinkers who were pushing glasses and changing glasses were adventurers who lived a life of licking blood from the knife edge, and the race was almost all orcs. Only this kind of adventurer who was born as an orc would appear in groups in the taverns of such orc-controlled frontier towns, willing to smash away the wealth far beyond the value of the wine itself, and drink heavily to get drunk. After all, their profession dictates that they live this life of being drunk and drunk, because they will die in an adventure somewhere tomorrow.

Under the deliberately dimly tuned magic light, several Kate cat-man maids dressed in hot and coquettish clothes shuttled back and forth in the hall like butterflies wearing flowers, and frequently threw flattering eyes around those rough and high-roller drinkers who traveled south and north, risked their lives to earn money, but spent money like flowing water, and often spent a lot of money, which made those drinkers itch unbearably, and couldn't help but touch their buttocks and breasts to those cat-man maids, and their hands up and down. Of course, if there are shiny copper coins, silver coins or even gold coins accompanied by that pair of salty pig hands at the same time, then make sure that this plump breasts and fat * buttocks are grabbed accurately, otherwise the pair of salty pig hands will always fall short and pass by the target.

"Boss, bring me the strongest liquor you have here, and give me five catties to warm my stomach first!" As soon as the werewolf boy stepped into the 'Blue Crystal', he ripped open his throat and shouted excitedly.

The noisy tavern suddenly fell silent, and the drinkers in the hall looked sideways, and after seeing that the person who came was just a young boy, many drunken drinkers laughed: "Where did you come from, you don't even look like you have grown your hair, this is too big!"

"Wolf boy, you have five catties of wine in one mouth, or is it just to warm your stomach? Damn, have you ever drunk the 'Flame Bomb'?"

"Looking at this dress, I don't know which country boy jumped out of the mountains. I guess I've never heard of a 'flame bomb'!

"Stinky boy, don't be so ignorant!"

The drinkers screamed uncontrollably, completely oblivious to the werewolf boy's increasingly ugly face. These adventurous drinkers do what their heads are pinned to their crotch, and they are generally irritable, and they usually pick quarrels and provoke trouble in taverns, and they do a lot of fighting, and regard them as commonplace. Some people have drunk a lot of alcohol at the moment, their blood is surging, and they are feeling bored, so they deliberately make words to stimulate the werewolf boy, hoping that the werewolf boy will immediately go crazy, they just find an excuse to do a big job, and stage a hot tavern fight, which should relieve boredom and help the wine.

Who told the werewolf boy to be alone, and it didn't seem difficult to bully?

"Boy, looking at you, you seem to be very unconvinced. A Pier bearman staggered to his feet, picked up the wine glass on the table, and staggered to the werewolf boy: "Boy, aren't you very good at drinking? Come, take a sip of this wine for the uncle, and let the uncle see if your drinking amount is blowing!"

The werewolf boy raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Get out!" Before the words fell, he had already kicked out like lightning, hitting the bear man in the chest. The bear man snorted, and his body weighing hundreds of pounds was kicked in the air by the werewolf boy, and he fell to the ground, and the whole person passed out.

"You're looking for death!"

"Boy, what a big dog!"

"Fuck, you're getting impatient, aren't you?"

Seeing this, several orc adventurers who were drinking at the same table as the kicked bearman stood up one after another, showed their weapons, and rushed towards the werewolf boy in a swarm.

A huge figure silently appeared behind the werewolf boy, and as soon as this huge figure fell into the eyes of the orc mercenaries, they stopped in their footsteps.

"Return ...... The atavistic Demon Spotted Hyena King?" a House Centaur adventurer turned pale as he saw the face of the beast in front of him, and took a few steps back.

Several other orc adventurers also had numb scalps, and they looked at the giant demon-spotted hyena that suddenly appeared in horror, and kept retreating.

In the hall of the tavern, all the drinkers who were laughing and preparing to watch a good show all became silent the moment the Demon Hyena King appeared.

Everyone in the tavern was a low- and middle-level adventurer, and now a high-level demonic beast suddenly appeared in front of them, and this demonic beast was still quite famous on the grassland, which made everyone's foreheads begin to break out in a cold sweat, and they unconsciously reached out and grabbed the weapon beside them.

"Master, although you are a high-level warrior, it seems that you still need me to come out to calm the scene!" said the Demon Spotted Hyena King triumphantly as he looked around the cold tavern.

This man and a dog are the blades and the roar of hell.