"It's a good feeling to be back in civilized society!" After pouring a full pint of ale, the dwarf jerked the glass in his hand onto the thick table. The bitterness and bitterness of fighting against the cold wind in the wilderness seemed to go with the wind with this sentence.

The dwarf, who looked to be in good health, grabbed the sausage in the center of the table, drew a knife from his waist and cut the largest part neatly. Then he threw the whole root into his mouth and chewed it in a bazaar.

"It's a rough way to eat." Watching Anvil perform like this in public, Mario couldn't help but frown. The paladin, seated across from the dwarf, scooped up the soup from the inside out with a wooden spoon in a slightly rigid motion. Then he put the plate of soup in front of him into his mouth one by one.

"Does the torturous ritual of the church seem to be quite effective?" After swallowing the minced meat along with the casing, the anvil immediately launched its own counterattack.

"Done?" With a glass of mulled wine in her hand, Bena looked back and forth at Mario and Barrett on the table with her big watery eyes. He cocked his fingers and touched his chin and thought for a while, then said, "It really doesn't look as elegant as Barrett's natural elegance." ”

Leaning forward slightly, Barrett slipped the soup into his mouth, and after hearing this comment, he gave Mario an apologetic look helplessly, as if to say, 'It's none of my business, I've always been like this......

During the first half month of church training, Mario suffered a lot for this series of liturgies. The clergy who act outside the world are the face of the church, so they need to have a certain grasp of all kinds of etiquette and customs of different cultures and classes. In a sense, those wild paladins seemed to be relatively happy.

Etiquette alone may not be a problem, but cramming 4-5 different customs and etiquette like a duck at once is enough to choke on. Even intensive training with sticks can only achieve reflex mastery, and elegance and naturalness are too extravagant.

Today, Mario clearly wanted to use his training results to add points to himself in front of Bena. However, the guy on the anvil is unwilling to cooperate with someone to be a harlequin, and although a counterattack is not fatal, it is enough for Mario to be disgusted for a long time (is this the punishment of the betrayer by the members of the Dead Death Regiment).

Smoke was evident at one end of the table, but the noodles next to the anvil didn't seem to be affected at all. The halfling who sat upright with a solemn face, his knife and fork darting swiftly over the meal in front of him—after each afterimage, the buttered black bread, the cheese sausage salad, and some kind of turquoise pickled fruit partially disappeared from view.

The chaos in the tavern and the fights between teammates don't seem to affect the halfling's 'ideal hometown of independence in the world'. He is like a hermit, enjoying his own unique pleasure in the red dust.

Barrett, who felt the rich aroma spreading in his mouth, understood that players like noodles are happy to eat this diet. Even if the food in the game is nothing more than a false sensation that stimulates the gustatory nerves, the noodle gourmet will never miss any opportunity to satisfy the cravings of the tongue - all to make up for the regrets of reality.

Reaching out and shaking the bell on the table, a waitress in a long dress stepped on the waxed wooden floor of the room to Barrett. Of course, you don't have too much expectation for the appearance of these hostesses, at most they are full of youthful atmosphere.

"Another one of your own Ice Spring fruit wine, it tastes good." His gaze swept over Barrett's neck, "Well, by the way, I'll give our priest another ham sandwich." That's right! You have a good broth here, remember to make a bowl lighter. ”

In this world, sandwiches are popular with adventurers as a food that the rich disdain to eat and the poor cannot afford to eat—it is convenient to satisfy hunger and at the same time allows users to experience the synergy of different ingredients in one bite.

The parrot, who was busy looking around, touched the polished table in front of him and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry Barrett!" You still have to worry about this. ”

"I can't let you go hungry alone!" Barrett, who glared at the men present, seemed to accuse them of negligence. The case of a terminal middle school patient falling into his own rhapsody is still clear, but the attitude of other teammates turning a blind eye to this situation makes him a little unhappy.

Suddenly, Barrett felt something on his right side stabbing him, and when he turned his head, it was Lalu touching him with his elbow.

"What's the matter with our kitten?" Although it is possible that there is a middle-aged lewd uncle behind this character, Barrett is very open in this regard - the game is the game, and as long as you can't see it, it will not exist.

Lalu stretched out her fleshy little finger and pointed to the large basket in the center of the table: "It's too far away, I can't reach it." ”

"What do you want?" As he spoke, Barrett's hand was on the edge of the basket.

Lalulica picked up his plate: "Sliced cheese and sausages." ”

On the side, Rieli reached out and touched Lalu's head and smiled faintly - this scene of her completely devoid of her strength and ability outside, more like a woman enjoying a warm time, exuding a maternal radiance.

It is said that men always have an Oedipus complex (harmony) in their subconscious. Maybe Lalu and Rielly's marriage is really what they show! Barrett had a slight realization in his heart.

Enjoy the warmth of the hearth in the slightly dimly lit tavern, and the hot drinks dispel the winter cold. The barrels heated by water on the large iron pot are fluttering and bubbling, and the owner of the tavern expertly adds and subtracts the wood from the stove to ensure that the temperature of the wine is just right.

Now that you can enjoy this relaxation in the tavern, you really have to thank the previous leader, Mr. Josephine, - Barrett also learned later that the encounter with the Northland caravan a few days ago was actually in the other party's plan.

Although the distance of different caravans varies, they still follow certain rules. If you have been running on the same trade route for a long time, and you have experience and are willing to study, you will always have some knowledge about other caravans.

"According to the retreat route I planned, even if I didn't encounter the convoy of the Azure Chamber of Commerce at that time, I expect to be able to see the convoy of the Smara Chamber of Commerce by noon the next day. If I hadn't been so sure, how would I have dared to give the order to break out in that weather. This was the answer given by Mr. Josephine at the final parting.

Barrett asked, "What if you didn't expect to encounter a caravan anytime soon, or if the goblins were driving wolves in the wilderness to keep us round?" ”

"As a busy trade route, if there is a small probability that you will not be able to meet other caravans for two days. Then we have no other reason than to be cursed by Lady Doom. As for the hunt of those robbers? They are seeking money, and as long as the leader is not a fool, he will not do such a thankless thing. Mr. Josephine replied with confidence, and Barrett had to admire it when he heard this—ginger was still old and spicy.

"Another glass of ale!" The dwarf's loud voice pulls Barrett back from his memories to reality. At this time, the halfling seemed to have withdrawn from the 'sage mode' that he had just approached and became normal—the meal he had carefully matched had already been swept away by the wind and clouds under the pair of knives and forks.

"You're amazing." Mario, who was rubbing the bottom of his plate with bread, had finished his second course. Looking at the before and after comparison of the large pile of food in the noodles, I sighed like this.

"Don't pay attention to the details, don't pay attention to the details!" Noodles waved his hand and turned his head to Barrett, "Anyway, is the reward we got this time really enough for us to spend in a tavern like this?" ”

Although this tavern called Nightingale at first glance looks just ordinary. But just because it's simple doesn't mean it's a cheap hangout. This shop is supposed to be a well-known high-end place in the mouth of the ordinary residents of Paving Stone City - mainly aimed at adventurers or mercenaries who have just made a big deal. And the real 'big guys' don't come to this kind of place.

Paving Stone City is a city on the border between the Kingdom of Norhan and the city-states of the Northlands, and it is also the last supply point for caravans in the country. This alone has contributed to the city's relatively prosperous economy. It's a pity that it didn't have a key trade node or transshipment center, otherwise the generations of Marquis of the Malkin family wouldn't have been crying poverty everywhere.

"Don't worry! This time, the pay was even more generous than expected. Barrett patted his chest, "Mr. Josephine said it was a thank you for our outstanding performance in this breakout operation. ”

"It's obviously for Barrett to thank you!" As soon as Bena's words were spoken, the relaxed atmosphere at the table vanished.

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