Eugene.

Knight Brandt's lieutenant, the old otaku Eugene who has been guarding the quartermaster of the Talon Fortress for many years-

He and Brant belong to the same members of the Iris Order, but in fact, the scope of their daily work has become far beyond the affairs of the Order, and in terms of specific functions, it is closer to some important officials.

Of course, these things also reflect another aspect that Eugene's talent is not limited to martial arts.

Gross was stunned for a moment.

He looked at the ordinary tavern in front of him, and then at the ordinary man in front of him, which was completely different from the "Ten Thousand Years Squat" in the game, and at this time, Eugene, who ran to this nameless tavern, shouted his name and walked over with a smile.

"Mr. Eugene."

Gross smiled slightly and responded politely-

This was almost a knee-jerk move, and in the game of his previous life, he had dealt with this man many times, but it was the first time he had seen Eugene appear in the tavern on the side of the street.

This is a large block south of the Talon Fortress, and its name is simple, South Block.

The fortress was inhabited by some nobles, knights, and soldiers, and the entire circle outside the fortress was mainly land belonging to the common people, not only the houses of the local commoners and some lower nobles in Talen, but also the shops, warehouses, estates, and various institutions of foreign merchants.

And the large area of the South Block can be regarded as the area with the highest concentration of shops, taverns and inns-

Roads from the east and south led to the fortress of Talen, bringing wealth and vitality with the flow of people, and since the end of the War of the Fog Pines, this peaceful place in troubled times has become more prosperous and noisy.

The transportation convenience here may not be as convenient as the silver leaf town adjacent to the Lazis Territory on the banks of the Lalu River, but the powerful force at the disposal of the Wolf family is a guarantee of peace and security, and even during the "Fog Pine War", the iron hooves of the Tassia have never set foot in this area-

Although the Wolf family's self-defense factor must not be ignored here, it can at least show that Tarun is strong enough to make the enemy dare not take offense easily.

Locals are also often proud of this.

Gross and Eugene walked into the tavern.

The interior of the tavern is small and simple, with only a few wooden tables and a few crooked wooden stools.

At nightfall, the hall of the tavern was lit with several oil lamps hanging on the walls, the wicks soaked in oil burned with leaping flames, and the shadows of people flickered on the dark brown wooden walls, and when Eugene and Gross sat down opposite each other at the same wooden table, a tall and thin waiter soon came to their side—

The table was near the window, and there was food on it.

It was a large plate of mashed potatoes with minced meat, and on top of that, there was a large jug of wine, a common clay pot made from clay and used in most taverns.

The mashed potatoes were missing a third, and a spoon resting on the edge of the plate could still be seen.

Dinner in Eugene?

Gross hadn't expected the man's dinner to be so shabby—given Eugene's status in Talen, it was a very strange thing to go to such a cheap civilian tavern.

"I love it, the mashed potatoes taste great, and the liquor they've been offering lately is strong enough. I heard from Lens that the wines come from Karthas in the north, where the wineries are famous throughout the Northland......"

The "Lens" he was referring to was the waiter next to him, who seemed to be completely familiar with Eugene, and he laughed, though not pretty, with a grinning mouth showing a mouthful of jagged teeth:

"Lord Eugene, it's already our honor to have you come to the shop. Seriously, business has been much better since you come here every day, my lord. ”

The waiter didn't look nervous when he uttered these seemingly flattering words—Eugene didn't like to show off his identity, and he never looked domineering, but for a man of his stature in Talen, people didn't lose respect and awe for his approachability.

Lens subconsciously glanced at the young man sitting across from Eugene.

A very ordinary mountain man's face, it seemed unremarkable, but when the young man raised his head, he found that the young man's eyes were terrifyingly bright, deep and sharp, as if there was a special magic - Lens suddenly felt his heart shake, and then the young man quickly smiled again.

"Sir, a serving of minced meat mixed with mashed potatoes, and a serving of mushroom soup. If you can, mash the potatoes with a little mustard. ”

"Yes, sir."

The waiter, Lance, admitted that he didn't know the young man, but after a little thought, the young man was able to sit opposite Eugene, and the relationship between the two seemed to be equal, and the identity was never too simple—the shout "Lord" was always right.

Lance is the tavernkeeper's younger brother and has always been very attentive to his business.

There weren't many guests at this time, and the food came up quickly, and after a few short greetings between Gross and Eugene, a steaming mash of potatoes and mushroom soup appeared in front of Gross.

"Won't you have some drink?"

After swallowing the next bite of food, Eugene put down the spoon and asked.

The clay pot containing the wine was on the table, and he had already raised it, and the two fist-sized wine glasses had also been placed on the side of the food of the two.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Eugene, but I don't really like the taste of ale."

"But the ale here is definitely different from other places. Besides, as a man in Talen, refusing to drink is not an act of courage. ”

The spout was aimed at the glass, and a slightly yellowish liquid spilled a thin crystal line in the air, and although Gross had already spoken, Eugene poured a full glass, and then stared at Gross—

The martial Tarun region also has a strong drinking culture, and adult men with poor drinking power are often perceived as cowardly and lacking in responsibility.

For this, Gross, who was also born in Talen, knows very well -

Ale wine is not as high as those in his previous life, and the incumbency of this world also has a great tolerance for alcohol because of his extraordinary physique. In fact, after the knights stepped into the first stage of awakening, it has become very difficult to get really drunk -

Even if it's like a donkey drinking water!

Of course, Gross was able to drink, but when he smelled the ale in the glass, he couldn't help but frown—the superior physique of the Awakening Intermediate brought a keen sense of smell, and a faint abnormal smell penetrated his nostrils, and he immediately connected some kind of chemical in his mind.

Methanol!

He quickly remembered the night he had spent in Karthas, and the tavern waiter he had met in the backyard of the "Traveler's House", Derek!

"Damn, all the fake wine was sold from Karthas to Talen?"

Ten thousand alpaca beasts suddenly appeared in his heart roaring and galloping, there is no law on food safety in this world, and black-hearted businessmen have become so rampant?

"Mr. Eugene, how long has this tavern been selling these ales? Also, have there been any accidents? ”

Gross retracted his expression and asked suddenly.

"Hmm, what's wrong with the ale? I've been drinking for a while and haven't noticed anything abnormal. ”

Eugene's expression was a little confused, he had planned to drink the glass of ale in his hand, but when he heard Gross say this, he put the glass down again.

Gross's eyes blinked, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have nothing to say - Uncle Eugene in front of him was a knight of the first order of awakening, and according to that perverted physique that was stronger than ordinary people's N cups, it must not matter if he drank a little methanol.

But ordinary civilians?

Even if nothing happens, this is in no way a reason to condone crime.

Yes, compared to the clattering barrels of the last time Karthas had seen, the ale under his nose made Gross even more sure that it contained methanol.

Gross stood up.

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