North Region, Bear & Honey.

Such taverns in the "Aldolf" are not a hundred but eighty, and for the vast majority of ordinary citizens living in the lower and middle classes of society, a visit to the tavern for a bitter but cheap glass of ale and a night of conversation with acquaintances is one of the few affordable pastimes in their daily lives.

"Bear and Honey" is relatively large in ordinary taverns, which can accommodate up to 100 people, and the specialty honey beer is also famous in the North District, and is loved by people from all walks of life.

Today, as usual, when night falls, the atmosphere in the tavern is quickly enlivened with the warm fireplace, and the smoke and the smell of food fill the place with people of all ages and professions, spitting and laughing loudly, exchanging their observations and recent gossip.

One of the hottest topics is the upcoming "Night of a Thousand Laws" and the battle with the Beastmen that took place not long ago on the border of the "Iveling" to the south.

A few middle-looking, but more youthful maids shuttled through the crowd like butterflies, their postures graceful and skillful, while smiling and twisting their waists, dodging the salty hands of the guests, while bringing cups of fresh ale to the table, and meeting the generous guests, they could also win a little copper plate as a tip, and then their young faces would bloom with even more brilliant smiles.

Today's most generous was the table in the northwest corner, they ordered the most famous and expensive honey beer in the tavern, and the four men were all drunk and red-faced, and the shrewd girls rushed to this table to provide the best service.

Especially the red-haired guest, who had just given Jenny a silver shilling, was the envy of the others.

"Come on, come on, cheers! Have a good drink today! ”

Ram picked up the wine glass in his hand, his face almost the same color as his hair, he shouted to his companion to raise his glass, drank it all, and then burped loudly with a satisfied expression.

As soon as he arrived in the imperial capital, he was summoned by Bishop Matthias, and after going to the church headquarters, he took out the rat-man poison obtained from this auction, and was immediately praised by the bishop, and fulfilled his promise on the spot to promote him to the new "spokes".

This level is second only to the bishop in the entire church, and it is an out-and-out big man, in the past, only high-level and above powerhouses could hold it, and Ram is now only a middle-level and high-level six-ring mage, which can definitely be regarded as an exceptional promotion.

"Lord Ram, you are shining this time, everyone can see that Lord Bishop values you, and the future is absolutely limitless!"

"That's it, Lord Ram, when you go out for a meeting, we'll be with you."

"What are you doing outside? In my opinion, Master Ram is the next bishop! ”

The three people at the table with Ram were all Chaos believers who usually had a good relationship with him, and when they saw him promoted this time, they immediately came over to pat him on the back and invite him to drink together.

"What nonsense? The position of Lord Bishop is something I can hope for, he is an epic mage! ”

Although Ram refused on his lips, he was honest in his body, and his red face smiled like a blooming rose.

He was now entitled to rejoice, especially since yesterday he had attended the secret meeting of the bishop and other "spokes" who were only qualified to attend, and learned that the Church had been preparing a great plan, and that once it came true, the whole of "Aldolf" would be shrouded in their shadow, and that he would be able to gain the favor of the "Lord of Sophistry" and descend on the supreme grace.

And all of this is inseparable from him, it is all his credit! When the time comes, maybe that great immortal being will be happy and take action himself, giving him extraordinary power and knowledge that ordinary people can't imagine?

As soon as he thought of this, Ram's heart was on fire, and what made him feel even more proud was that when the plan started, the guys in the Gray Academy who had looked down on him before would fall to their knees in front of him and let out a miserable wail!

"Come on, get me five more glasses, no! Ten beers! We're not going home drunk tonight! ”

………

Two hours later, the four Chaos Cultists, who were very drunk, helped each other out of the tavern under the reluctant and attentive gaze of the maids.

In the night, several people shouted to find a brothel to vent, Ram was already dizzy from drinking, relying on the last shred of reason to refuse, but he couldn't stand the other people and dragged them, so they had to go together.

"Lord Ram, I often go to this house, it's nearby, don't worry, I will arrange a good figure and appearance for you, and I guarantee satisfaction."

"Victor, how can one be enough? I think there will be at least three! ”

"Superficiality, the key is quality, I think only noble ladies and young ladies are worthy of our noble Lord Ram."

A few people said a word, and Ram, who had no idea, was also moved, so he simply half-pushed and half-pushed, and went into the winding and gloomy alley with them, stumbling forward.

It was nearly midnight, and the streets were long devoid of pedestrians, and the whole city was as silent as a sleeping giant, except for the occasional sound of rats coming from the corner and the footsteps of a few of them on the stagnant water.

However, the silence was soon broken, and at the end of the alley ahead, there was a rush of footsteps, and at some point several figures flashed, and Ram, who was staggering, sensed that something was wrong, and tried to straighten up, stopping and staring ahead.

His companion didn't think so much, and walked forward crookedly, swearing and swearing.

"Where are the idiots, standing in our way, get out of the way!"

This guy named Victor is the strongest of the three, and the only warrior who has reached the middle level, and the best relationship with Ram in the past is the other two silver swordsmen, but they went out this time and didn't come back, so Victor is particularly active today and wants to fill their vacant position.

As long as you hold on to the thighs of Ram, the new "spokes", you will definitely be able to eat and drink spicy food and spicy food in the church in the future.

So when he saw someone blocking the way, his first reaction was, he was worried that he didn't have a chance to perform just now, and now someone has sent it to the door.

At this time, he was still wandering in the street, and he took it for granted that the other party was a drunk man who had just come out of the tavern just like himself.

Even if everyone is drunk, he can easily deal with a dozen strong men as a silver swordsman.

"You all wait and don't move, I'll teach them a lesson!"

Just as Victor mustered up what little energy he had, drew his weapon, and was about to drive the other party away, a familiar exclamation suddenly came from behind him.

"Be careful!"

It was Ram's voice, and it seemed that he greeted this adult well today, and he even cared about himself.

Victor burped, so thought.

"Don't worry, I'll solve their ......"

Before the words fell, under the bright moonlight, a cold light flashed, and before the Chaos Believer warrior could scream, a head soared into the sky, leaving only a body to pause in place, and then fell to the ground like a tattered toy.