The tavern was filled with the smell of alcohol and barbecue, and under the flickering lights, the drinkers crowded the small tavern, the organ played a brisk rhythm, and some big-nosed drinkers with big bellies holding ale wine held hands with each other and danced the autumn harvest dance in the open space in front of the bar, which was not too big, and the simple movements contained the joy of the harvest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What was originally a dance to celebrate the autumn harvest before the autumn rite of passage has now spread to all corners of the empire, and everyone will join hands in this fun and cheerful dance on joyous days.

The bar is filled with barley liquor, an orange-yellow liquid with a layer of white foam floating on top of it, and a slightly bitter aroma spreads out, accompanied by a small plate of fried potatoes and fish, which will whet your appetite.

Of course, the most famous thing about this tavern is a high-end golden cider, and the owner of the tavern, Zokak, is a very savvy man, he pours the whole bottle of expensive golden cider into small glasses and sells them separately, and the sales are quite impressive.

Occasionally, the drunkards gritted their teeth and took out two silver hammers, drank a glass, of course, only a small glass, and tasted the taste of the wine, and then drank the inexpensive ale, which could fill a stomach with only a dozen copper plates.

I have to say that such a small glass of high-end golden cider sold outward, which made the tavern famous, and many drinkers tasted the golden cider in the tavern before they lingered in this tavern.

Those cystic and shy drinkers don't have to drink an expensive glass of golden cider every time they come, but every once in a while, it's enough for them to brag about it for three or five days.

Finally, before the end of the month, the 'Black Rhino Shoulder Armor' and 'Chain Pants Armor' two magic pattern structures were rushed out, and this set of magic pattern structures finally reached the final stage, as long as the parts of these structures were combined together, and then the associated lines hidden on these magic pattern structures were activated, and the suit attributes were turned on, it could become a complete set of magic pattern structures.

But all of this work is for the Yerkes scholars to do independently, and I don't need to worry about it.

In fact, when I finished drawing the magic pattern structures he designed, my work was over, and I was going to spend a few days at the Royal Academy of Magic, where I would be able to study magic and learn about magic, and at the beginning of the month, I would follow the Academy's community and participate in the training expeditions on the Hiero plane.

Speaking of which, this set of magic pattern construction is already a rare boutique, in the same level of magic pattern construction, take out any part of the magic pattern construction, the attributes will be a lot higher, and such a tailor-made suit, the most rare thing is that it can make up for the defects of physical attributes, and the preciousness is the word 'tailor-made'.

The simple way for the Yerkes scholars to celebrate is to have a drink in the tavern of Djokak.

But I think the purpose of his coming to this tavern has become a little unclear lately, the beautiful girl Eve, who is in the tavern, holds the proud murder weapon on her chest, and every time she looks at the eyes of the Yerkes scholar, it is with the flame of lust, the seductive red lips, the charming eyes, the waist swinging like a water snake, the round buttocks like a basin, and every inch of her body seems to be burning with the charm of a mature woman.

Actually, I don't really understand why Yerkes is always like this.

Every time he went to the tavern, he just had a few drinks, and then stuffed Eve with some consumption, but other than that, he didn't even have a suggestive look or a subtle gesture, he looked like an old pedant, and the deep wrinkles on his forehead made me think that maybe he was really old.

In recent times, however, the Yerkes scholar had come to understand how to make some mood, and he began to try to touch Eve's white hand when he took the glass, how to avoid Djocak's gaze, and shoved a silver hammer into Eve's chest groove, and perhaps put his hand under the table under the tablecloth, but touch the smooth thigh in his skirt.

Eve seemed to casually place her hand on the bar, carefully recording the wine list, the huge rabbit on her chest on the bar, the rough ravines revealing a large area of snow white.

Yerkis rubbed one of his hands against her white arm, but he didn't seem to be aware of it, just sat on a high chair outside the bar and silently sipped.

The silver hammer that had just been stuffed into Eve's chest groove was still reflecting the dim light, and Eve seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and adjusted the cups on her chest slightly, and the white breasts were flooded with waves of milk.

The gaze of the Yerkis scholar fell into a daze at this moment.

I coughed softly, alerting Yerkis from his petty feud with Eve.

I don't understand why the tavernkeeper Zokak has become almost a cage for two, as if he is the insurmountable wall of Jerkis and Eve.

I don't think Djokak cares about Eve at all, maybe Eve is a passerby in his life, and in his heart, there is no place for Eve, Eve is now just a passer-by attached to the leaky thatched hut of Djokak.

However, Eve didn't seem to see the towering castle of Yerkis at all, but when Yerkis came to drink, he sent some sweet smiles.

As long as Yerkes doesn't take the initiative, she will stop like a shy lady.

But what about the Yerkis scholars...... He is such an extremely paranoid old old-fashioned, in his eyes, freedom, love, dignity, more than everything.

Hey, poor Eve, I don't know if it was Eve's luck or her misfortune to meet a maverick magician scholar like Yerkes.

Originally, just with a word from the scholar of Yerkes, oh no, I am afraid that a look can change Eve's fate, but only with a sentence from Yerkes: You are not a fish, how do you know that fish are unhappy!

Probably Yerkis still doesn't understand why I can clearly know Djokak's movements even with my eyes closed, he trusts me so much, as long as I cough slightly, he will know that this is a signal for Djork to return, he will immediately withdraw his gaze, and of course he will also withdraw that dishonest claw.

Posing as an old scholar, he retracted his eyes and said to me seriously: "What are your plans next?" Do you want to independently design a first-level magic pattern structure and get back the qualification certificate of the inscription master?"

At this time, Eve turned around and went to fetch the wine glasses on the shelf, and her graceful figure made me feel like shouting at Yerkes: When the flower can be broken, it must be broken.

I took a newspaper with the scent of ink, spread it on the bar table, and said lightly: "I don't have time, I will go to the Hiero plane to experience and explore at the beginning of next month!"

Yerkis looked at my white shirt and asked, "Why haven't you seen that Misoli lately?"

Probably only when you don't have anything to say, you'll notice this!" I thought silently, and said to him, "That magic robe is too broken to be repaired. ”

Yerkis was surprised and asked me, "Huh, what happened?"

"The other day, I met an assassin from the Dark Arts Order, and this is the knife. ”

I took out the small knife with the enchanted 'sharp' attribute from my bosom and showed it to Yerkes, and then compared the position of his chest, left ribs, and back of his heart, and saw that he grinned, and for the fight, the Yerkes scholar was a complete layman, and I said to Yerkes: "Here, oh, and here, here are all wide openings, and the tailor in the tailor's shop said to me that the magic robe has no value for weaving, and I have plans to buy another one recently!"

"Oh, I don't think you're fit in magic robes, you should wear leather armor. Yerkis thought for a moment and said to me.

He may have been joking, but this sentence exploded in my mind, yes, why do I always keep my eyes on those magic robes, if there is a delicate leather armor, it may be more practical for me!

As I looked down in thought, Yerkis looked up, and the adversary Zokak pointed to the tavern, frowning and joking at him, "You're too noisy here, the bar should be a place where people can drink quietly, and I really regret letting Giga sell you those golden ciders." ”

Standing in the bar, with his hands on the counter, he pushed a glass of brewed barley wine in front of the Yerkis scholar, then brought out a plate of fried whitebait, and said with a smile: "No way, every day when it is just dark, the tavern is crowded with people, many of whom are rushing to taste the golden cider." ”

"Have you ever thought about expanding your store? In this case, sooner or later, your small room will be blown up. Yerkis blushed from drinking, squinted his eyes and read a dried fruit, and with a sharp, thin-skinned knife, he pried open the hard husk, then picked out the crispy and delicious flesh inside, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I've set up four tables outside, which should ease the situation, but I'm afraid that the weather will get hotter and hotter, and in the summer, the inside of the house will become stuffy, and there will be no one at all, even if it is enlarged, it will be useless, I want to enclose the area of the street in front of the tavern, and put these tables outside. Djokak took a glass of ale from Eve's hand, clinked glasses with the Yerkes scholar, and took a large sip.

Yerkis shook his head and said, "The old drinkers are used to sitting in their old positions, and once the tables in the room are emptied, it will hurt people's morale!"

"Then buy some new tables, but Wizard Jiga, the delivery is almost approaching, are your goods ready? The oak barrels in the warehouse have bottomed out, and I am afraid they will not last for a few days. With a smile on his face, Djokak looked very happy, and he took a thin-necked round-bellied bottle in his hand, uncorked it, and filled the glass in front of me.

In front of me was a goblet with at least two-thirds of the golden liquor in it, and a roasted salmon was very fluffy and tender, coated with a layer of sweet tomato sauce, and the fish tasted pine aroma.

On the bar was a copy of the Imperial Capital Magic Newspaper, and a huge picture of the war occupied the first page of the entire newspaper.

This is a dynamic picture, although there is no sound, but the shocking scene of those knights wielding spears on the battlefield repeatedly rushing and killing, thousands of warriors under the leadership of the knights in the construction, rushing towards the legions of the dark forces, those spider people with huge bodies all over the mountains and fields like a tide, the scene of conquest and killing makes my blood boil.

"The war on the plane is really in full swing!" I sighed, and I couldn't help but be a little worried about Ying Li, I didn't know how the war on the Manda plane was.

"Oh, those are spider-men. Yerkis glanced at it lightly, and he didn't care about the so-called situation in the newspaper, to a magician like him, his daily life is very simple, his home and research institute are two o'clock a day, and occasionally when he is in a good mood, he will come out for a drink.

At this time, the tavern owner Zokak was still looking at me eagerly, and I smiled at him, "The money bag is ready?"

He patted the leather pocket on his waist, which jingled non-stop, and said very proudly, "I have already prepared enough." ”

"Take me to your cellar and I'll help you put the barrel directly at the cellar door. I stood up, put one hand on my magic fanny pack, and said to Djokak.

When he heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and with a smile he put the wine glass in his hand on the bar, and quickly got out from under the counter in the bar, and then put his arm around my shoulder, and said to me, "Go, Wizard Giga, I invite you to take a look at my cellar." ”

"Yes!" I winked at Yerkes, and then followed Djokak out of the dancing crowd.

I followed him closely, and easily walked through the back door of the tavern, looking at Zokak's back, I wondered if this forbidden love of the Yerkis scholar was love......

......

The tavern was originally a private house, but now the house facing the street in front of it has been converted into a small tavern, with a small courtyard and his residence in the back.

Zorkak kindly introduced me to his home, he pointed to the row of bedrooms, and told me that his wives lived there, and that every week he had to take turns living in different rooms, making the bowl as flat as possible, and I asked him half-jokingly, "Now that the tavern business is so prosperous, and there is more money in your pocket, are you ready to marry another one?"

He laughed, patted his belly hard, and then humorously said to me, "Now I'm so fat that I can't touch my waist!"

I stood by and laughed without saying a word, watching as Djocak only took a few steps, and the beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and I could be considered to feel that perhaps summer was creeping into every corner of the city, the leaves of those shrubs were darkening, the flowers on the fruit trees were withering, and the vines were already climbing all over the walls......