"Warm House Drunkard" is not a name that caters to the upper class, so the interior of the tavern is quite down-to-earth in a way, whenever Paulsson is a little like a dwarf and his voice is slightly louder like a creeper towards the hall on the first floor, you can see a few small tables on the wooden floor of the hall everywhere, and at this time there are already many customers sitting in the store, but it is not full, and the remaining two tables are still very idle near the corner, where there is indeed a fireplace with firewood burning a warm flame, The top of the fireplace must be a chimney, and it is rumored that every year on December 25th, a mysterious old man will drive a flying deer cart down to the house to leave gifts for children, but I don't know if it's true or not.

Winter in the Northland is as heavy as ever, with the sound of snowy winds, and the warmth of the house is accompanied by bards standing on the fur carpet in the corner and plucking the strings, playing lute music in praise of Kevin Stun, Earl of the Northland, to set the mood for the drinkers, especially if you can make some money on the wine.

Paulsson hummed softly to the melody of the tavern poet, and in a moment he put three warm glasses of ale and a glass of milk on the bar, and pushed them before Urs, Thea, Dorothy, and Bellingis, respectively.

The barstool in the human tavern was a little uncomfortable for the dwarf, and the little girl of the Thorn Squad climbed onto the stool with her hands and feet, and her little feet swayed in the air in her boots, as if she were sitting on a swing - but fortunately, the smell of hot milk bloomed on her taste buds with a wonderful sweetness, and after careful questioning, it turned out that the boss had specially added honey to the little girl, so that the future Miss Archmage suddenly forgot the idea of complaining happily, and said that the stool should be higher if it was higher.

Didn't the philosophers say it anyway? Sit high and see far away.

Of course, since honey was mentioned, the little girl couldn't help but think of the honey-pickled peaches that Koto had promised to make for herself, so she inquired with great interest about the news of the fruit of peaches, but it was a pity that she couldn't ask anything, after all, Paulson had never been to the Far East in his life, and only mentioned that the Kasha merchants in the Eastern Desert might have long-term contacts with the Far Easterners, and if you want to buy this fruit, you can try it with those people.

Dorothy listened silently to Bellingis's conversation with the tavern keeper Paulsson, and the thoughts in her mind couldn't help but recall Dambert's figure, remembering that her father seemed to have talked to her cordially like this several times a long time ago, but those memories of the past would probably never come back, right?

She sat on a round stool on a high stool in front of the bar and looked down at the wine glass, not hating the wine, nor liking it, but tried to take a small sip, and found that most of the ale in this shop was mixed with some kind of spice, so it was not too cold, hot, and warm.

Thea gently picked up the barrel-shaped wine glass, tilted the rim close to her lips with a similar movement to Dorothy, and then put the glass back on the table with a dignified manner, closed her eyes very happily and let the temperature and fermented aroma of the hot wine flow down her mouth and esophagus into her stomach, and then narrowed her amber eyes and smiled sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. Paulson, for the warmth of the wine in your shop." ”

"Haha, you're welcome, Miss Priest, you're still so beautiful, especially the silver hair and ears as beautiful as snow, which reminds people of the legendary snow elves." Bauerson smiled heartily, his left hand crossed his waist, and his right hand supported his chubby body to lean behind the stage, and he borrowed sweet words and flattery from the mouth of an unknown poet, and then raised his eyebrows slightly, "So, can you tell us about your experience?" At the end of the expedition, Viscount Perdigau was ransomed by the Lord Regent, and the rest of the generals and soldiers were left dead, and I guess everyone in the Northlands thought you were dead, except for those who didn't know you or some of the less well-informed countrymen. ”

With that, his gaze lingered on Thea's face for a moment, and then moved to Urs, who was sitting next to the wolf-eared girl.

Urs didn't have the delicacy of a girl's gesture at all, and the thick big hand grabbed the handle of the wine glass and tilted his head up, and finally comfortably dropped the bottom of the glass directly and made a "bang" sound, saying that the old acquaintance's shop was still as satisfying as in his memory, even if the memory of his life should have belonged to Urs himself before the Snowmelt Moon Expedition.

He tilted his head and burped ungracefully, contracted his lungs and exhaled a wisp of air from his mouth, he couldn't help but feel that the cold of the Northland and the fatigue of the journey were all driven away from his body at once, and his brown eyes also lowered his gaze at this time to meet Paulsson, think about it, look back at the eyes of some good people in the tavern hall, and then choose to share the experience of his group with the fat store manager in front of him.

It's just that this experience, which sounds like a story, is not absolutely complete and real.

The young man did the necessary concealment and embellishment of his and his companions' adventures, except for the original escape from the battlefield of the Great Snow Plains to Twilight City in the Okazawa region, becoming an adventurer in Twilight City, leaving Twilight City to Casey Harbor to reach Misty Island by boat after a while, and then returning to the empire through Misty Island, etc., the series of processes basically did not lie, and many important places during the journey were adapted to other more normal situations as much as possible, or simply skipped.

For example, the fierce battle with the demon monsters and the Doomsday Apostle on the night of the opening of the Eye of the Abyss, the adventure of visiting the Grey Court Sage in the Grey Courtyard after learning about the two hidden organizations of the Doomsday Cult and the Blood of the Origin, the treasure hunt after going deep into the underground world, and the conflict with the Drow Elves...... Wait for these events that sound the same as bragging, so as not to cause unnecessary suspicion of others, or even if they are said seriously, most people will not believe it.

He has completed many adventures in Twilight, fought off the Naga pirates on the Sword Sail on the waters to Misty Island, and inadvertently befriended His Royal Highness the Prince of the Hearthfire Clan and the Second Lady of the Zelgun Family during his journey...... The details that don't need to be elaborated on are also briefly summarized and fooled, so Paulsson only learned from Urs that the group had been adventurers in the Okazawa area for a while, had encountered a little trouble when sailing on a boat, and had established friendly relations with individual dwarves and even drow adventurers.

What's more, the molten iron greatsword, which looks as rough as a large piece of iron, was not made by the legendary craftsman of the Gis Sere people, but was picked up by a young man in a ghost place called the Tomb of the Wraith, and at some point in time replaced another two-handed greatsword called the Cursed Blade, so you don't need to be so curious about the origin of this weapon, Mr. Store.

A great detour from Misty Island to return to the territory of the Empire? Of course, it's still a boat, isn't it? Otherwise, do you think we can walk through a middle world called the Hive Labyrinth with the help of a bunch of underground gnomes, and re-emerge from beneath the surface?

That's just a drunken third-rate poet improvising hi, haha......

Wall is on top, and suddenly I feel that the role of a third-rate poet is really easy to play.

Urs casually recounted the journey to Paulsson, and in the last few minutes Ballsson changed his stance to sit on the bar table with his arms bent over the table and listened to the young man's dictation, and the distrust on his face was probably only that the young man was boasting about the wine, rather than suspecting that the slave knight under the command of the Earl had in fact deceived himself.

Thea, Dorothy, and Bellingise looked sideways at the young man, and they all tacitly did not interrupt and dismantle on their faces, but they still twitched the corners of their mouths with helpless, silent, and disdainful expressions on their faces.

After a few minutes of "Rider Urs Storytelling" session, Urs picked up a tissue by the bar and wiped the corners of his mouth after drinking, resisting the urge to continue making up stories on a whim, and then cleared his throat and turned the subject into the tavernkeeper's eyes and asked, "Paulsson, I told you about our experience just now." In exchange, now I need a little help from you too. ”

"Help? What do you want me to help you? Paulsson straightened up and clasped his hands unhurriedly.

"Message." The young man did not hesitate, and immediately took out a few copper coins from his money bag and dragged them into his hand, and continued, "I want to know what happened to the Northland during the time Thea and I left Helmet City?" Why was the commander-in-chief of the griffin guards transferred to the city? Why has the check-in procedure at the city gate become stricter? Plus-"

"Also, before the brave and fearless knight asks for news, can an old man who happens to be passing by buy three glasses of wine from the boss first?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice interjected from the side, interrupting Urs's intelligence inquiry to Paulson, and then the man who spoke came over with a slightly trembling old hand and slowly put a few coins on the bar.

"Oh, I'm sorry, three guests! Hot sake will arrive soon, so please find a seat by the fire! Paulsson looked up, realizing that he hadn't noticed the wind chimes ringing on the doorknob, and suddenly changed his face to a warm smile to greet the new customer.

Urs was stunned when he saw the old hand sticking out from his side and putting it on the bar, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he realized who the voice and the source of this hand was, and then he twisted his neck from the stool in front of the bar and turned his head—

"Gloridon?!"

"Yo, Your Excellency, Team Leader. It's a surprise, but it's a pleasure to see you here again. The old man, with a crossbow on his waist, holding his cane in his left hand, put the money on the bar with his right hand and took it back, and stood behind him in front of another old knight and fellow ranger and grinned at the young man.