Luther House is different from the Hiccup Dragon Tavern and the Brown Bear Tavern in that its owners are not from the same family for generations. Its builder was a heretical mage, who was successfully subdued and killed by a polymath monk with a very high level of sorcery. According to the strictest doctrine, a polymath should not marry, which means that the monk does not have any descendants to whom he can entrust his work. During his time at the tavern, he took in several apprentices, who, in addition to helping with chores, were fortunate enough to teach some simple magic. When the monk was old and decrepit, he made a rule that whoever had the strongest magic among them would succeed him as the next head of the Luther House. In the end, a young girl unexpectedly stood out, and she won everyone's approval by beating several other brothers.

After confirming the heir, the old monk quietly left the tavern alone one morning, never to be seen again.

His apprentices desperately searched and searched to find the old man back, but unfortunately there was no news, as if they were sinking into the sea.

Although the winning girl was not a polydoc, in order to show her love and respect for her master, even if she swore that she would not marry or have children in this life, she would carry forward this peculiar tradition of appointing tavern keepers, and choose only the best apprentices as successors.

In this way, it has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has a history of hundreds of years.

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The sudden intrusion of the mag-wielding men clamored for a meeting with the tavernkeeper, apparently with something particularly important to confirm.

The guests, who had been immersed in the jubilant atmosphere, were all stunned suddenly, some of the timid people went directly under the table, and some of the half-drunk and half-awake people took advantage of the strength of the wine to demand compensation from the boss for their frightened mental losses.

The young female elves in the center of the stage, who had been twisting their waists vigorously, ran away without a trace, and they were quite dedicated and knew that they had to report to their bosses quickly.

The head of the Lutheran House was a middle-aged man in his early forties. More of a polymath monk than a tavernkeeper. He asked for a name in the Fort of Salat several times, but unfortunately he was not approved by the church. He ran such a large castle with taverns, inns and other facilities, and Emperor Deliot also used it as his largest rear base when he went north to fight against the heretics of Deseth.

This boss is not the kind of person who is enthusiastic about making money, and the reason why he became the person in charge is entirely because of the peculiar inheritance method that has been handed down back then.

Except when he had to make public appearances when entertaining the Emperor, he almost never appeared in the tavern. Those frequent drinkers have long been accustomed to the special atmosphere of not having a host in charge, anyway, as long as there is good wine and good food, who cares if you are a dog or a cat?

The big men were obviously unfamiliar with the situation or deliberately trying to create a momentum, their patience was very limited, and after they overturned a table after entering the door, they were now continuously expanding the results of the battle, so that the few cowards who wanted to take refuge under the table suddenly had nowhere to hide.

The whole tavern was surprisingly quiet, caused by fear and panic, and everyone did not dare to speak, dare not swallow, and even the sound of breathing was afraid to come out. The big men were empty-eyed, and the more the drinkers gave in and weakened, the more arrogant and unreasonable they became.

There was only one exception at the table, and that was the elf Kaigun. He had drunk too much ale, and now he was completely undisturbed by the outside world. The big red beard rested on the stage, and from time to time spit out bubbles of saliva from his mouth, if only that, his mouth and nose performed a duet, and the sound of whirring and haha was particularly harsh in today's atmosphere.

The big men had apparently noticed the anomaly, and one of them had stepped forward to wake the dwarf.

If Kai Gong is a good man who is not afraid of the sky and the earth in his usual state, then Kai Gen in a drunken state can stand up to the sky and create a new world by himself.

Thomas, a businessman who doesn't like to fight with people, wants to wake up his sleeping dwarf brother so as not to cause trouble, but is quietly stopped by Albert on the side.

Xiao A is not afraid of this group of people, but he is now a duke, and while his status is raised, he also understands the truth of outwitting everything. Kaiguna was a strong-tempered bull man, and he could take advantage of this opportunity to thwart the spirit of this group of crazy people who didn't know where to go.

Kaigen was clearly having a peerless dream under the auspices of Ale, the bubble in his mouth fluctuating in size and in proportion to the strength of his snoring. The big man who came up to wake him up was obviously a little annoyed, after all, in this atmosphere, who could sleep so peacefully? Not to mention drinking a dozen glasses of ale, even if it was replaced by the legendary dragon urine, it was estimated that he would be awakened.

But this dwarf was obviously extraordinary, and in his drunkenness, he grabbed the big man's hand tightly, and then said in a confused tone: "Leave me alone, you go to sleep first, I want to drink some more, I haven't drunk enough!"

Kaigun's strength was so great that the man was pinched and screamed, and he was ready to use his other hand to help him out of the predicament, but unfortunately the other party's strength was like a strong forcepper, and he could not break free even if he died.

The man was in a hurry, took out the short sword on his waist and prepared to play the black hand, Xiao A saw the opportunity to launch an offensive from the lower plate, and directly let him fall into the mud. In normal times, this person would not be so embarrassed, mainly because of Kaigan's superhuman strength to attract his attention, which will lead to the current result.

There was a commotion in the tavern, and a few bold ones let out a slight shout of hello.

The leading fanatic was not happy, and led his brothers to run directly to Xiao A's wine table.

Kai Gen was already a little sober at this time, he looked around intently, and complained with a mouth full of wine: "Damn, Lao Tzu is rarely interested in drinking some horse urine, why is it not peaceful?"

He copied the two bright plate axes leaning on the side of the seat in his hands, and said to the gang of strongmen: "If you have a seed, you can fight with grandpa, if you don't have a seed, you can come together." I'll keep you fed!"

The so-called feeding, of course, means that one person is suffering an axe. The big man at the head laughed at this time, he crossed his hands on his hips, and said loudly: "With your five-short figure and third-class cripple, you want to compete with us, go and look in the mirror first!"

Of course, those subordinates knew how to agree, and they all laughed.

This annoyed Kai Gun, and he relied on the strength of his wine to smash the two axes directly at the head of the leader. Fortunately, the other party's eyes were quick, and he turned his body slightly sideways so that he was not hit in the face, but the brother behind him was hit by the seedling, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he was directly thrown to the ground and died.

It was too late, but it was too soon, and before everyone had time to react, the dwarf moved all the way to the unfortunate man with his astonishingly athletic hands, took the axe from his head, and screamed and slashed into the tall pile.

This is called the real preemptive, those tall and strong men can't withstand the three-way attack of the short man, and they dodge and dodge one after another. Only the leader is a little bit of a real skill, he avoids it, while protecting himself with a mace, and then takes the time to pull out the short sword at his waist. This is the key factor in turning the tide of the war. The short man has short legs and short hands, and has a certain advantage in hand-to-hand combat, and if he uses a long weapon to parry, it is difficult to have room for maneuver. The leading man knew this principle, and he used his mace to stabilize his position, and then met him with a short sword, and fought with Kaigan Jingle for dozens of rounds.

By this time, the tavern owner had arrived, and he used a loud voice to stabilize the frightened crowd, and demanded in an unquestioning tone that the strong men who were making trouble stop immediately.

Kagan still had the strength to speak at this time, and he shouted, "Stop fart! These guys have all stepped on Grandpa's head to pee, if Grandpa stops now, then after the word is spread, how will Grandpa mix?"

The men who had been forced to retreat saw that their leader could not take the dwarf, so they wanted to help from the side, and raised their maces to look at Kai Gong and stab him in the back.

Albert saw clearly from the sidelines, but it was too late to intervene, and he realized that the situation was not good, and hurriedly reminded the short man to pay attention to his back.

At this time, Kai Gun also heard the wind whistling behind him, but now that he was in a scorching period, it was impossible to turn back to resist, and when he was about to be hit, the tavern owner made a move.

He was probably worried about the possibility of hurting the innocent, so he simply used a sleep technique. For unsuspecting humans, this magic is a dozen and accurate, and a few five big and three thick men will be paralyzed and fall to the ground in an instant. However, the dwarf Kaigan was born immune to this magic and was lucky enough to escape.

The tavern erupted in thunderous applause, and the guests, who had been in a state of confusion and panic, were suddenly impressed by the boss's extraordinary action.

Albert's heart was slightly staggered, he had never expected a tavernkeeper to perform magic and be so skillful and powerful.

The middle-aged man was in good order, and he was not in a hurry to enjoy the cheers, but ordered the boys in the tavern to unload all the weapons from the troublemakers, and then throw them to the cesspool behind the castle, and leave them to fend for themselves.

Xiao Ah felt the need to get to know this mysterious boss, and he immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hand to prepare to greet the other party.

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.