"A special ale, just two soles a glass?"

Under Levin's reminder, Gross also noticed this wooden sign in the roadside tavern-

The material of the wooden sign is brand new, and this line of large characters is written on it with red paint, and the dripping marks of the paint flowing down are like bloodstains, which looks a little shocking.

It seems that the owner of this tavern knows how to use visuals.

Derek came to the door of the "Traveler's House", he was cleaning a table with a rag in his hand, and when he heard the movement, he raised his head and quietly looked at the young group of four men and one woman—

Miss Mage's cute appearance made him look at it twice, but it was only two eyes, and he quickly shifted his gaze to the four young men next to him.

Everyman.

Even though he looked strong at a glance, he was still an ordinary person, and he saw Oliver and Levine first.

Well? A guy with some interest, should have completed his inauguration. Derek discovers Scott again.

Still one?

Bandit leader Gross.

Derek's pupils narrowed suddenly, and he sensed a faint murderous aura in the last young man—his footsteps, his posture, and the habitual position of his arms, and he stared at the long sword hanging from the right side of the young man's belt.

This is probably an extraordinary-level item, and that faint murderous aura is also transmitted from this long sword.

By the way, he's still left-handed?

In general, a person's shot was seen from the position of the weapon overhanging, and he observed the young man's fingers.

Slender, clean, and in some places seems to have calluses, and it seems to have undergone some kind of long-term training.

Derek was keenly aware that the young man might have a lot of strength.

He found that he had a desire to try again. In the past years, he had a particularly unusual hobby - once he saw a strong opponent, he would always try to pull the opponent for a competition.

It doesn't matter if he wins or loses, he just likes the experience of hearty fighting, and the adrenaline rush is full of his body, which makes him feel an indescribable pleasure.

He walked towards the young group of four men and one woman.

It's just that this thought came to his lips, but it became a different meaning:

"Welcome, why don't you come in and have a few drinks? A genuine premium ale that costs only two soles a glass. ”

He squeezed out a forced smile and shouted at the young man.

I have to say that his smile is more ugly than usually when he doesn't smile - the high cheekbones, the whole face is burnt, and the skin of his face seems to be covered by the skull, which makes his facial features look particularly prominent.

Derek was wearing a waiter's costume at this time-

When he woke up from a hangover that day, he found himself in the guest room of the "Traveler's House"—he woke up to see the ochre-yellow ceiling patterned by the dampness, like an abstract painting, with a soft bed underneath him and a warm quilt on top.

But when he blinked his confused eyes a few times, his drunken and dizzy mind immediately realized a cruel reality: he was in a predicament of being penniless and having nowhere to go.

Derek suddenly thought of running away without telling him - the location of the window on the second floor was not high, and it was four or five meters away from the street outside, and it was very easy to jump out of the window with his skills.

However, this time he was lucky, and Peter, the owner of the "Traveler's House", was a rare kind man, who happened to walk into his room at this time, and when he learned of the situation, he not only waived the cost of the day's accommodation, but also offered him a job.

The work of a tavern waiter.

That's what he's busy with right now.

He was very grateful to Old Peter, so he cherished this job, and anything that came to his hands would be done to the letter, and he did a good job.

The tables and floors in the tavern are polished like mirrors, so that people can be clearly illuminated.

At this time, it was still nine o'clock in the morning, and the tavern had just opened, and no guests came to the door—

The "Traveler's House" at No. 39 Wild Chrysanthemum Street is usually open until after midnight, and the doors originally opened later, but because of his arrival, the tavern was slightly more staffed, and by the way, the opening time was moved forward to 9 o'clock in the morning.

Now there are old Peter, Todd, and him in the tavern.

It was Derrick's shift.

He greeted the guests who had stopped in front of the wooden sign, and after he had practiced the phrase thousands of times, he had spoken it fluently, and he could not make out the original local accent.

"Boss, this tavern is very well maintained."

As Oliver walked into the tavern, he noticed the polished floor—indeed, a neat environment was good for attracting guests, and a brief glance at it made Oliver's heart move.

The others, Scott, Levin, and Miss Mage, Lady, also silently agreed.

They looked at Gross, the leader of the bandits.

Gross stared at the small waiter in front of him.

As the man approached them, he noticed that the waiter seemed odd - he turned on the system, and the radar chart showed it to be a small orange dot.

His current combat rating is LV18.

In other words, the waiter with a smiling face in front of him almost has the strength of a high-level job.

The dragon swims in shallow water, and the tiger falls on the plain?

Talent buried? Or is it boring to run to experience life?

Or some other unknown reason? Gross never expected that a tavern waiter he accidentally met when he came to Karthhas would have the strength of a high-level job-

In the year of the new moon, although such strength cannot become a great big man, it is more than enough to be the boss of the ruffian and hooligan in the market.

Commanding a group of younger brothers to fight in black fights every day to collect protection money is not too happy compared to such a humble and hard job as a tavern waiter.

The strength of an officer at the level of a battalion captain of the Kingdom Legion or a regular knight under the command of a nobleman is roughly the same.

He stared at the small man, who didn't look very old, and although he was thin, Gross could already see the bright brown eyes.

Conspiracy?

Maybe it's a shadow.

Gross couldn't help but relate to the important fact that Princess Samantha was coming to Karthas - he knew the plot line of the first act in the game's history, and on the other side of Nogo, in Ensada, someone was unhappy with the princess's journey north.

It's just that he doesn't know the twists and turns in some details and the specific arrangement.

Derek always maintained a professional smile, and the young man in front of him was about a head taller than him, and he looked up slightly to catch a glimpse of the young man's twinkling eyes.

"What do the guests need? Cosy rooms, ale specials, or delicious food? The quality of service at the Traveler's Home is satisfactory and the price is reasonable......"

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