After walking for 10 minutes, the two came to a special tavern.

The tavern is small, more of a private house than a tavern. If it weren't for the better surrounding environment, Zeyi would really doubt the taste of this group of guys.

"They're in there?"

"The meeting time is 7 o'clock, which is when the bell rings," Nezha said, opening the door, "but usually it is two hours earlier than the agreed time."

As soon as the earth-colored wooden door was pushed open a crack, the thick aroma of wine came to my nose.

Walking into the room and looking through the faint candlelight, you will find several empty bottles randomly placed on the wine table, and there are shadows on the wall shaking from time to time.

Hearing the sound of the wooden door being pushed open, the people inside stopped their conversation. After a moment of silence, one of them made a tentative sound.

"Nezha?"

The vigilant voice made Zeyi frown, and this scene made him feel like watching spies meet on TV, which was indescribably awkward.

Nezha, who was beside her, was accustomed to this, and after a casual response, she walked to the corner of the tavern and turned on the light.

For a moment, the tavern was covered in light, allowing Zeyi to get a glimpse of the inside of the tavern.

The brown floors and orange tables and chairs reflect the warm tones.

A rectangular wine table sits in the center, occupying one-fifth of the hotel, and the rest of the place is a few scattered barrels.

On the left wall, an oil painting of a yak hangs there, adding some class to the tavern.

At this time, at the wine table, three players are drinking wine.

The crimson liquid flows as the bottle tilts and pours into the cyan bottle.

The laughter of hip-hop and the collision of wine glasses were blended together, full of warmth and joy, which made Zeyi's nervous nerves finally relax a little.

"Nezhha, welcome back."

A man wearing a helmet with horns and eyes like a bird's beak beckoned to Nezha with his stout left hand while looking at Zeyi suspiciously.

"What, you don't know me anymore? Lord Orlando. ”

Orlando's brow furrowed slightly as he put down his glass and walked briskly over to Zeyi's side, laughing after a moment's round.

"It's you kid, and now you look a lot more handsome than you saw in another game."

"Lord Paladin hasn't changed much, he's still the same brother as before."

"You can't say anything good in your mouth," Orlando grumbled, beckoning to the other two who were competing for their strength, "Hey, that fox is finally ...... Hmmm......"

Hearing Orlando give him a nickname, Zeyi covered Orlando's mouth and said reproachfully: "Don't associate me with cunning!"

Unfortunately, he was a second late, and Orlando's voice reached the ears of the other two first, and they looked over with drunken faces.

"Fox? At...... Belch...... Where is it? ”

It was a tall, slender man wearing a purple cloak, with his hands on a chair, shouting loudly.

"Nonsense, that lied to me again, where is anyone...... It must be that guy who is scared...... Making excuses! ”

The player who flattened the captain to a, who was a head shorter than Zeyi, muttered red-eared on the front, unhappy that Orlando had interrupted him to drink.

"yes, that guy is a coward, even earthworms are afraid."

After the previous person finished speaking, he imitated the wriggling of an earthworm and made an impromptu performance.

"Wow, I'm so scared, don't come here!"

The short man catered to the previous man's performance, slammed into the chair and made an exaggerated gesture.

After the two of them looked at each other, they laughed presumptuously, not noticing Orlando's gloomy and terrible expression.

Looking at the two who sat down again after doing everything, still drinking as if they were fine, Zeyi couldn't help but chuckle.

"It seems that the image of the Holy Knight is deeply rooted in our hearts."

Zeyi's taunts and Nezhha's snickering completely ignited Orlando's anger, and in order to save his remaining majesty, he went up and yelled while the alcohol had not yet dissipated.

"Kuchubi, Beowulf! You two don't want to die!! ”

A man named Cuchulainn grabbed Orlando's neck and poured crystal clear red wine into Orlando's mouth.

"Drink, whoever lies down is a puppy."

Orlando pushed Kuchupi away so hard that before he could stand on his feet, he was pushed to the ground by Beowulf on the other side.

Then Beowulf, who was drowsy, also fell, and happened to press on Orlando's body.

"Ahh

Orlando, who was in pain, wanted to push away the drunk man on his body, but because his strength was not as strong as Beowulf, he had to reluctantly continue to lie there.

Zeyi walked over at this point, summoned the sub-menu from the wine table, selected a glass of red wine, and poured it on Orlando's face.

"Zeyi, you wait for me!"

Zeyi chuckled lightly, and pulled Orlando's thick beard with his hand contemptuously, "Let's talk about it when you get up." ”

Self-knowledge has no way

"Nezha, come and help me and pull this old fox away."

"Who do you say is the fox?"

The hand that was holding the beard was a little harder, and Orlando, who was in pain, screamed, and Nezha, who couldn't stand it, came over.

"That's not good, Zeyi...... Orlando is the captain after all. ”

Ze Yi pretended to take a sip of the spirits, and then spit it out, the spicy feeling was really uncomfortable, he hurriedly covered up the embarrassing situation, coughed and said, "You forgot how this guy yin us at that time?"

"That said...... But, but a little excessive. ”

"It's too much, I think it's pretty good."

Nezha tugged at Zeyi's clothes in a panic, afraid that Orlando would be angry and blame Zeyi, but Zeyi continued to tease Orlando with an indifferent attitude.

"You wait for me, I'll kill you when I get up."

Orlando used all his strength, and finally, when he was about to push Beowulf away and prepare for revenge, Zei put Kuchubi on the other side on top of Beowulf, causing Orlando's previous efforts to turn into air.

The pressure was so hard for Orlando that he was even more uncomfortable because there was a fox laughing at him.

The more Orlandu looked at Zeyi, the more angry he became, and he couldn't wait to stand up and kill Zeyi, and even felt a little dissatisfied with Nezhha, who stood by and watched.

"Look, my sexual orientation is very normal, unlike your ......"

The twittering laughter made Orlando even more upset, and just as he was about to be, the door of the hotel was pushed open again, and two players entered.

Orlando, who saw them, smiled like relief and shouted their names......