Leaving the Knights of the Round Table's residence, Larry walked straight out of the royal city and into the crowded but not bustling streets.

Completely different from when he first arrived at Connaught, Camelot was quite depressed, which is also the impact of the war.

However, there is one place that is not affected by this, and for those who stay there every day or those who go occasionally, it should be one of the few pure lands.

Bar.

Although there was no surplus food to make sake after it was put into combat readiness, the wine that survived from the early days was well preserved in the cellar without any spoilage.

This is also the foundation of the bar, if you don't even have the most basic ale, what kind of pub do you have?

In fact, Larry is not looking for a bar randomly, but is looking for it purposefully, and after entering a bar, Larry first asks the bartender in front of the bar about something, and after confirming it, he goes straight upstairs.

In fact, the original bar was only an ancillary product of the inn, and the essence was not so clear, so the first floor was a bar, and the second floor became a hotel for guests.

Larry finds the room the bartender said he was talking about and pushes the door open.

"Wake up, it's morning, Cúchulainn." Cú Chulainn, the official Irish son of light, who slept quietly in the room, to be honest, was so drunk that it was hard to imagine that he was originally a brave man of superior strength.

Woken up by Ryry's voice, Cú Chulainn waved his hand impatiently.

"Don't bother me."

Larry scratched his head, it wasn't the first time he'd seen such a drunk, but he wasn't easy to handle the situation.

If anything, it's actually quite simple, Cú Chulainn was not the only one in the room, there were two naked women lying on top of him.

Which lady is it? Or is it the lady I met at the bar last night?

After the war began, according to the regulations, most of the noble princes would arm themselves and send their own armies to assist the king, and the same was true for the nobles who lived in the city of Camelot, which also caused these noblewomen to have nowhere to go on weekdays, after all, their masters had already gone out to fight.

Even if a few people get together to chat, there will always be a time when there is nothing to say, and at this time, some noble ladies will choose to pretend to be ordinary people, mix in the bars in the alleys of the market, pick one or two handsome brave people, and be happy.

It's not something we take for granted, but it's there.

As for why I found Cúchulainn, in fact, it is clear when I go to the bar and take a look.

"I'll wait for you below, don't be lazy, I know your brain is clear."

Cú Chulainn wasn't the unconscious guy who would get drunk with a few glasses of wine, and Larry was pretty sure that this guy was in his right mind, just pretending.

Seeing that he couldn't pretend to be able to do it, Cú Chulainn, who was still dazed just now, suddenly stretched out his hand, shook it twice, and gave Leyry a clear reply: "I know, I'll go down later." ”

After receiving a reply, Larry went downstairs, found a corner of the bar and sat down, and then asked for two ales.

Actually, Larry doesn't drink, he just wants to fit in with the environment, after all, when everyone has a glass of ale in their hands and talks loudly, Larry is too obvious if he just watches quietly.

Larry lifted his glass and took a sip, and the smell of horse urine poured into his nostrils, causing him to stop immediately.

Drinking it is the same as smelling horse urine.

So he put down his glass, only occasionally pretending to take a sip, and with a glass on the other side, it was clear that he was waiting for someone, and no one would suspect him.

It didn't take long for Cú Chulainn to sit down in front of Larry, and drank all the ale from his glass in one gulp, much to Larry's surprise.

"It's a shame you can drink something like this."

"Well, it's good to get used to it, this thing is better than nothing."

The bartender immediately came over and filled Cúchulainn with ale.

"What's the matter? You came to me specifically? ”

"Of course there's something, you just don't care if I give you the magic gun?"

On the night of his return to Camelot, Larry took the Magic Gun from Gareth and returned it to Cúchulainn as an agreed benefit.

"Hmph~ Let me think about it, are you planning to let me go to war to help the British guys fight? Well, it's not that I can't, I'm pretty idle right now anyway. ”

This is already the land of Britain, and Cú Chulainn, who is not familiar with the land, naturally does not choose to travel far, and if he can gain some benefits through war to facilitate his own life, he will not feel that there is anything wrong with it.

"Not really, I just want you to go somewhere with me." Larry smiled, then lowered his voice and said, "If I'm not mistaken, there should be a fairy there, maybe you can even soak a fairy to see." ”

Hearing this, Cú Chulainn glanced at Larry.

"Ha, what do I want to say, a fairy or something, were you confused when you were a child listening to the stories told by adults? How can you possibly find that kind of thing? It's something that only God can touch. ”

Cú Chulainn did not deny the existence of fairies, which is also natural, after all, people in this era still believe in the existence of gods, not to mention that his master is a woman who has been cursed for killing gods.

"No, Britain does have, so let's do it, when we find the fairy's location, I'll go and get her in, you soak her, I just need her to help me do one thing, and you will handle the rest?" Larry tapped on the edge of the table and looked at each other with a rather enthusiastic look.

"Anyway, you're idle here, so why don't you go out with me to see things in Britain."

Cú Chulainn hesitated visibly, he wasn't quite sure what Larry's purpose was, but he always felt that if he agreed, he might fall into Larry's trap.

But after thinking about it, Cú Chulainn felt that Larry didn't seem to have anything to deceive him, and it was completely unnecessary.

"Hmm..... If you can find a fairy, then I can agree to your terms. ”

In short, Larry can say this kind of thing, compared to the fact that he has already written some clues, in that case, as long as Ryry can find out the real fairy, then there is nothing wrong with agreeing to what Ryry said.

"Deal, then it's decided." With that, Larry picked up his glass and collided it with Cú Chulainn's.

Then, he stood up and raised his glass high.

"Does anyone know where the lake fairy is? If so, please bring it with you, and I'll grant you a wish. ”

For a moment, all eyes in the bar were focused on Larry.