This sudden snowstorm has made business in the taverns in the small town of Villard relatively deserted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Due to the power of the sword of the Emperor of the Eternal Night, the northern continent of the four continents divided into four continents is gradually becoming colder and colder under the floating effect, and it is only the autumn season on the other continents, but there is already a snowstorm blowing on this land.

The Stihl Corridor is the only way to cross the Carrot Mountains, connecting the east and west sides of the continent, and the town of Villard is in such a geographical location that business is not booming. you

And the owner of the tavern, Aman, is a bold old orc, because he has never lacked catties or two in terms of weight, and operates with integrity, so that his tavern is the most prosperous business in the town, and on weekdays, there are basically no empty seats.

Since the Dark Ages have passed, the orcs have become polarized, most of them are attached to the peace and quiet life that the alliance has brought them, but some of them want to rebuild the glory of the tribe.

Under the leadership of this part of the orcs, they returned to the bitter cold land of the Northern Continent, and gradually multiplied and strengthened their tribes.

Thanks to the education system learned from humans during the Alliance period, the orcs have changed from the original impression of having developed limbs and simple minds to becoming synonymous with shrewdness and ability.

While they are physically strong and everyone is a professional warrior, they possess wisdom that is no less than that of humans.

After the collapse of the Alliance, they firmly held the Goss Plains to the east, becoming the most powerful and formidable force to be reckoned with in the Northern Continent.

And with the ability to own a thriving tavern in the town of Villard, one of the transit points in the Steele Corridor, Oman is clearly the best among the orcs.

But now, the best of the orcs, looking at the empty tavern without a single guest, Aman could only hide behind the counter in boredom, sorting out his books in the dim light.

"Hmmm......"

Aman calculated the last bill, touched the horns on his head, looked up at the fox boy who was roasting by the fireplace, and said, "Rick, you secretly drank again, did you?" Did you pay me? ”

The young man who was cooking by the fireplace seemed to be taken aback, and he turned back to his boss and said with a sneer, "Boss, what are you talking about?" I just drank the soup while the fire was boiling and warming up......"

"Then why do I smell alcohol now?"

"Who knows, maybe the smell of the unfinished wine from the guests yesterday hasn't dissipated, and today we haven't opened the door for a day! If you don't believe me, boss, you can go and take stock of our wine cabinet! No bottle is missing! ”

Aman glanced at him suspiciously, but he didn't expect that he did smell a smell of wine as soon as he came in today, plus Rick said that he would ensure that there was no shortage of wine in the wine cabinet, so he didn't care anymore, just shook his head and complained:

"This blizzard is damn good, we didn't have a single customer in our tavern, and it's obviously the most prosperous season for business......"

"Who knows! Maybe the North Continent has gone a little further north? The fox boy said.

"If that's the case, you're happy, aren't you? After all, if it's a snowstorm every day, you have a chance to be lazy, right? ”

The fox boy laughed and said, "Boss, what did you say?" Of course I wish our tavern business was booming, so that I would have more 'tips', wouldn't I? ”

The old minotaur snorted and said, "I advise you to mess less with those guys in the future, be careful that one day you are hung up and cut off your head, I don't have the spare time to save you." ”

"Don't worry, rest assured, those who do our job must be cautious, if I don't have a clever person, people won't let me join the gang......" The fox boy said indifferently, "Besides, who makes them all expect to be able to get rich one day?" Didn't I give them direction? ”

"It's hard to say......"

While the two were talking, the kobold chef at the back of the tavern suddenly walked in and asked Aman, "Boss, did you see the 'devil's laughter' that was prepared yesterday and used to make drunken turnips?" Why is there a bottle missing? I can't find ......."

Oman's taverns are best known for their turnips, made from the devil's laughter, a staple that is almost always served as an appetizer for every guest arrives, even if it's expensive.

It is said that a passing aristocrat once praised the radishes in the Oman tavern as being as good as the side dishes in the imperial capital restaurants of the Fiz Empire, and then used a large price to buy the secret recipe for drunken radishes, which was finally rejected by Oman.

But no one knows if this kind of thing is true, after all, these are all from Oman's mouth, who knows? But this side dish is really delicious.

And now, there's one less bottle of liquor used to make the signature dish. This immediately reminded Aman of the fox boy who was roasting by the fireplace.

"Rick...... "Rick," Aman said immediately, "let me see what the soup in your hand tastes like?" ”

"Boss, boss, don't you need it? It's just an ordinary bowl of soup......" The fox boy's face instantly stiffened.

"Bring it!" Aman stretched out his hand to the fox boy and said in a tone that could not be refused.

The fox boy was in a dilemma for a while holding a small bowl.

Just when the fox boy didn't know what to do, the flames burning in the fireplace suddenly shook for a while, and then burst into an astonishing temperature.

The flames danced and danced, eventually taking on a human form, and then the flames dissipated, and a figure stepped out of the flames.

He was dressed in a pitch-black magic robe, with a well-developed, intertwined World Tree embroidered on his chest, black hair and black eyes, and a pair of glasses on his face, smiling at the three people in front of him.

The three of them all looked at the young man who suddenly appeared, although they thought they had seen all kinds of people, including all kinds of magicians, but it was the first time they had seen a magician who would come out of the flames of the fireplace.

"Excuse me, is this the town of Villard?" Green asked the fox boy beside him with a smile.

"Ahh

The fox boy seemed to be startled, and then leaned forward as if he was about to fall, and the small bowl in his hand was thrown forward and fell into the fireplace.

Green grabbed the fox boy so that he wouldn't fall.

"Thank you! Thank you! The fox boy thanked Grimm again and again, and then stood up again.

Aman glared at the fox boy, and then said helplessly: "Rick, the money for that little bowl is deducted from your salary, don't let me find out that you have a next time!" ”

"Okay, okay......"

Rick didn't bargain with Aman, after all, a small bowl was much cheaper than a bottle of Devil's Laughter.

"That's not a guest yet!" Aman glared at the boy again.

"Of course, of course!"

The fox boy nodded at his boss in agreement, then bowed to Green and said, "Venerable Mage, please ...... here" (to be continued.) )