After casually dealing with a few guards guarding the city gate with gold coins, Acoste entered the city of Simon alone.

Originally, it was just an ordinary small city on the Dragon's Coast, but with the rise of the Night Mask in recent years, it has also grown rapidly, and immediately occupies a pivotal position on the Dragon's Coast.

The current lord of the castle is a wood elf named Brand, who was not originally the son of the previous lord of the city, nor was he a true Simon, but like Acoste, he was an adventurer who came by ship from other places.

However, he has been tormented by a cursed mask in his sleep after stumbling upon a cursed mask during his adventures. One of Cormier's wise men tells the protagonist that the mask is related to Simon's "Mask of the Night", a thief guild, and the protagonist sets out on a journey to Simon to find a solution.

The process of the adventure will not be repeated, Brand met the former Night Mask beauty assassin Linara and the former Paladin Ozora in the adventure, the three friends have gone through a lot of hardships to thwart the Night Mask one conspiracy after another, and finally defeated them again when the other party was ready to support the puppet city lord after the assassination of the city lord, and Brand, a wood elf, became the new owner of Simon City.

But the Night Mask was not uprooted by the three of them, it turned out that the wood elf had this ambition, but the beautiful assassin Linara knew too well the strength of the Night Mask on the Dragon Coast.

This kind of organization is no longer something for a country to stumble upon, just like the Shadow Thieves, the legendary mage Kelburn Black Rod and the legendary mage Leila Silverhand, neither of the legendary mages of Waterdeep can destroy them, but here, Westgate City can't do it either.

In addition to the large port outside the city, the city is divided into residential quarters, noble quarters, and temple districts, and the Dragon Coast is a place where you can see all kinds of temples mixed together, such as the temple of Tyre, which could be the temple of Bane, the god of tyranny, which is not surprising.

Acoste first arrives at a tavern called the Mermaid and the Fisherman.

No matter what you're going to do, adventurers will need to find out what they need to find out when they get to an unknown place, and the tavern is always the first choice.

The Half-Elf Swordmaster chose a table leaning against the corner and sat down, but before he could act, a heavily dressed dwarf walked towards him.

"Stranger, this is your first time coming to Simon." The dwarf took a long sip of the wine on the half-elf swordmaster table, and then burped.

"Every foreigner who comes to this tavern needs to pay us a protection fee, and we will provide him with all-round protection at the West Gate, so as to ensure that his travel at the West Gate can be unimpeded."

"Protection money?" The half-elf sword saint raised his eyebrows, and a wry smile appeared on his face, sure enough, this world is so big, there are still many people who are not afraid of death, and someone dares to ask him for protection money, Yacoste is considered to be a meat player today.

"I can give it to you." His black and white eyes rolled, and suddenly took out a bag from his arms and threw it on the wine table, making a jingling and pleasant sound of gold coins colliding, especially when he deliberately let the bag reveal a gap, the dwarf warrior saw the yellow, orange and orange cute thing, and suddenly his eyes burst out of Venus, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and get it back.

But a bright iron dagger pierced between the bag and his hand faster than his hand......

"But you also have to show your strength, right? My dear Mr. Dwarf......" The half-elf swordmaster looked at the dwarf with a smile, and softly spat out this sentence from his mouth.

"You ......" The dwarven warrior's face immediately turned red, and it would be a bad mood for anyone to be stopped from getting what they wanted when they were about to get what they wanted.

"You'd better get your dagger out of front of my eyes quickly, and if you're smart you give me this bag of gold coins, or you're going to have a bad accident!"

"No one can threaten me, not even a god." Acoste's face had darkened when the dwarf sarcastically taunted him, and he withdrew the dagger with his left hand, but his right hand stretched out at lightning speed, stuck directly on the dwarf's neck, pinched it hard, and lifted the dwarf whole.

"You...... You! …… Put...... Open...... I! "The height of the dwarf was already in a hurry, and when Acoster lifted it so hard, his feet naturally left the ground, and the greatest strength advantage of the dwarf race was not brought into play, and he was stunned that he kicked hard with both hands and feet, but he still couldn't open the slender palm of the half-elf.

"Don't you really want this bag of gold? Unfortunately, it seems that you are not qualified for this at the moment. ”

The half-elf glanced at the few people around him who were standing up one after another and surrounding him, these five big and three thick men should be the accomplices of this dwarf, but Acoste didn't care at all......

If he hadn't wanted to be too conspicuous and knew that no one could be killed in the tavern, Acoste would have chopped the dwarf to death with Frost Grief.

"." The half-elf flicked his right hand, and the dwarf, who had not had time to name himself, immediately drew a beautiful arc like a piece of garbage, smashed through the tavern window and was thrown into the street.

"You stinky boy who doesn't know how to live or die, I want you to look good!"

"I'm going to let you know how terrible Simon is!"

"Taste my fists, half-elf mongrel!"

The accomplices who surrounded Acoste couldn't help but be annoyed when they saw that the other party was still throwing the dwarf out without any scruples, and they shouted and picked up their sleeves and swung their sandbag-sized fists at the delicate face of the half-elf swordmaster.

They also did not use weapons.

Every tavern is generally not opened by an honest and powerful boss, and the more it is built in a chaotic place, the more so, otherwise the tavern will be closed down by a group of drunks who eat and drink or hooligans who pick quarrels and provoke trouble......

It was common to use fists in the tavern, and this was something that all tavern owners in the Feron Continent could accept, even if they broke any tables, chairs, glass, etc., the bartender would take out the money that needed to be compensated from the arms of those who lost.

But if you're going to use a knife or a gun, then you're going to cross the bottom line of these bosses, and no tavern owner wants a life to happen where they eat!

(To be continued.) )