There is a tavern near the intersection a few hundred meters away from Nameless Alley, the owner of the tavern is Fat Tom, also known as "Tom the Braggart", he began to call himself an old man, but no matter how you look at it, he is a middle-aged uncle, he has a curly mustache, and a conspicuous burnt mark on his forehead.

Whenever a few guests come in and pour a few glasses of ale, he will gush about the "heroic deeds" of his youth. Tom is a first-class storyteller, and one of the episodes "Dragon Quest" is his specialty, if someone asks: Tom, why are you only a tavern owner now? He must have stepped on the chair angrily, and said with a full sense of anger: What is the point of being a hero, my head is big with a bunch of, and besides, if I don't open this tavern, where are you going to drink now? A lot of people will raise their glasses in cooperation and laugh and say, "So, let's toast to Tom the hero."

As usual, only a dozen people had come to the tavern, and before they could get close to the door, they could hear Tom's deep voice: "That evil dragon came from the sky, spewing black flames from his mouth, his body is a thousand times bigger than this tavern, no, ten thousand times bigger, the flames are flying, whether it is a person or a house, as soon as it touches the fire, it turns into powder." No matter how many knights come, they can't deal with dragons, their spears are like toothpicks, and their shields are marshmallows in front of the flames. Tom paused, drank a glass of ale and continued: "The sky and the earth are dark, when everyone is in despair, the great me, the hero Tom Wan stepped forward, I climbed to the top of the temple and jumped out, and rode on the dragon's neck, you must have never ridden a dragon in your life, it was a real thrill, and then I smashed my angry iron fist on the dragon's head, its body was covered with scales, harder than any steel, my hand hurt to hit the ground, but the dragon also hurt more than me, it spewed fire into the sky. ”

"And then, then?" A little old man in a small black tuxedo and a bowler hat that did not fit in with the atmosphere of the tavern struck the table with his cane, and the little old man had a striking white mustache, his name was Morion, and he was still a declining nobleman.

Morrion has always been the one who listens the most, and in the eyes of others, Tom is completely bragging again, but he is different, he is willing to believe Tom every time. At first, everyone thought that Morion was invited by Tom with wine, but the biggest flaw was why you still asked "then" after listening to it so many times, and later everyone learned that he was very forgetful, so he was also called "Forgetful Morion".

Tom was very satisfied that there was a cheer, so he didn't continue to sell it, and he pulled his throat: "That rain of fire was really quite big, and at that time another whole knight was burned to ashes, and the dragon wanted to burn me to death on its back." ”

Morrion raised his hand and couldn't wait to ask: "The knights can't help it, so... So how the hell did you survive? ”

Tom raised his eyebrows proudly, his face was full of pride, and his mouth was disdainful: "How can ordinary knights compare with me, although the flame is strong, it can't hurt me, oh, you see, I was accidentally burned by the evil dragon at that time." ”

Tom pointed to the scorch mark on his forehead, and Morrion propped himself on the ground with his cane, spun around the four corners of the table, and without seeing any skill, he ran to the counter, and out of nowhere he found a lens and looked at it carefully, and let out a few exclamations from time to time.

"So I fought the dragon for three days and three nights, and I threw at least tens of thousands of punches in its head in three days, and it was raining heavily." Tom became more and more aggressive, the more exaggerated the content, the charcoal in the fireplace was reddening, giving off a warm orange glow, and the wooden wine glasses clashed with a thick knocking sound, and it was a real pleasure to go down on this increasingly cold day. Everyone is used to the boss like this, and they can guess with their eyes closed, and in the end he will definitely say: After a lot of hardships, I finally killed the evil dragon and saved the world.

In fact, he did, and he stood on the counter with his whole body excited, and proudly proclaimed with his arms raised: "After a lot of hardship, I finally killed the evil dragon and saved the world." ”

Morrion was happy, probably thinking that the world would be safe if he was saved, and he applauded Tom. The door was suddenly kicked open, and the girl stood in the doorway and said, "You killed the dragon, but not because you beat him for three days and three nights, but because you crushed him to death when you rode up." ”

Everyone in the tavern burst out laughing, someone slapped the table, someone squirted out a mouthful of wine, or slapped the table while squirting wine, Tom glanced at it, and even his most loyal fan, Morion, was snickering. He noticed that Tom's gaze immediately became serious again, Tom didn't bother to pay attention to the group of guys, but he decided to teach the little girl who came to smash the field a good lesson. The girl wore a cotton white cotton jacket, a wizard's hat, and a wooden slingshot pinned to her waist.

"Yo, who am I, isn't this our greatest future apothecary? How did you switch to making bombs recently? Today's experiment was a success, and I heard the explosion louder than it had been in the past few days, hahahaha. Tom hit the girl in the soft underbelly mercilessly.

The truth suddenly felt that his face was burning, and thinking about this was quite shameless, his arrogance became a little smaller. This is not over, Tom continued: "Why, being chased and killed by Mera, there is no place to hide? ”

Truth wilted, and Maylis poked her little head out from behind the truth, and she also wore a wizard's hat, and she whispered hello to Tom.

Tom saw that the little guy was also there, so he stopped the next round of attacks: "I guessed you guys will come, remember not to kick my door next time you escape, I took you in at the risk of being killed by Mera, the last one has been kicked badly, this is a new one." ”

He turned back and yelled at the lively fellows, signaling them what they should do and what they shouldn't, and the guests continued to giggle and shout, which was as much of a trigram to them as Tom's story.

Truth dragged a table to the fireplace and picked up Maylis to keep warm. Although Maylis is only two years younger than herself, she has not grown very tall, and her strength is only a little bigger, this big explosion is a pit for her, she just helped herself, counting hundreds of times in the past, she finally felt a little guilty in her heart, but no matter how many times she failed, how many times she was chased and killed by Grandma Mera, Maylis was always smiling, not frustrated, not angry, and the truth sometimes felt that she was simply an angel.

Maylis put her hand close to the fireplace to remove the cold a little bit, and then Tom pinched two glasses of milk and handed them over: "Come, little Maylis, drink milk to warm up." He turned his head to the truth and said, "Don't be sentimental, you are by the way." ”