Compared with the situation of the majority of merchant tourists in the town of Shining Gold, many hotels and inns in Lakeside Town receive mostly adventurous guests.

Being noisy, bragging, or even fighting directly through alcohol is a matter of course.

This does not change much due to the change in the strength of the adventurer.

Today, the largest tavern in Lakeside is still the same, and the tavern owner, Daniel, considers whether to let the group of adventurers stand up and drink in the future.

When I was an adventurer before, why didn't I think adventurers were so annoying?

Of course, Daniel thinks that there is another important reason why these adventurers are annoying, which is that most of these adventurers are poor.

Drinking the cheapest wine, nibbling on the cheapest brown bread, and even meat, which is essential for physical strength, mostly buy some cheapest jerky to solve the problem.

Guests like this who have no oil and water and can't make money, even if they dress up appropriately and politely, the hotel owner will not like it.

The sound of "bang...... banging on the door temporarily quieted the noisy tavern.

The adventurers who looked at the door only saw a female knight, walking in alone with one hand.

Although Solal is only a teenager and his body is still developing, the excellent physical fitness of the Azeroth humans has already given him a strong body.

Counting the set of chain mail on the body, the weight added together is not light.

Anyway, Mishan thought that he couldn't carry the heavily armed Solal with one hand like Greenhill.

At this point, the adventurers in the tavern and Rice Shan came to an agreement.

After kicking the door open and walking in, Greenhill swept around with his usual indifferent eyes.

Everyone who was swept by Greenhill's sight, including those veteran adventurers who had already been in and out of the Burning Plains several times, subconsciously shrunk their necks.

The veteran adventurers, who sensed their knee-jerk reaction, immediately turned their eyes away from the female knight.

Obviously, this paladin is not easy to mess with.

As for why these veteran adventurers could recognize Greenhill as a paladin at a glance, it was very simple, without a little eyesight, it was impossible to return from the Burning Plains alive several times.

Coming back alive once may be attributed to luck, but if you come back several times, you must have the strength.

Some other adventurers who didn't have this eyesight, stimulated by Greenhill's indifferent eyes, cast a defiant look at Greenhill in turn, and even whistled.

At least seventy percent will die on the first expedition to the Burning Plains.

After glancing around, he was sure that they were all small shrimps, and Greenhill, who had no dangerous characters, threw the blue-nosed and swollen Solar in his hand to the ground, and opened a position to let Mishan walk in.

After walking into the tavern, he looked around the same as Greenhill, but his eyes were not as sharp as Greenhill's, and asked Greenhill:

"Won't you add blood to Soral?"

Now Solal has a blue nose and swollen face, and it is not the three black beasts under the tree.

At that time, Solal, who was interrupted by a move and rolled blindly, had nothing to resist, so he asked the three blackstone orcs to cut and chop.

It wasn't until Solal was completely out of breath that the three orcs set their sights on Misr and Greenhill, who were not far away.

Greenhill drew his weapon and chopped up the three orcs.

After chopping, resurrect Solal who doesn't want to die and has a strong desire to survive, and pick up the iron fist is a holy sentence.

Solal now has a blue nose and swollen face, he was beaten by Greenhill.

As for why there was no treatment after the fight, according to Greenhill, Solal had just performed too poorly to be worthy of being a high lord's attendant...... It can even be said that he is the weakest Great Lord Squire in history.

Obviously, when you are attacked, you can pay some price to kill one of the orcs, and then kill the remaining two by wandering.

As a result, in order to protect himself, Solal would choose to roll a few blind hands, and he simply turned the balance of power into a disadvantage and finally GG.

Missar didn't say anything about Greenhill's statement.

Mi Shan knows very well that Greenhill, who has seen the "big scenes" and experienced countless bloody and desperate battles (the boss has been destroyed hundreds of times), pays some price in her words, probably the price of losing an arm.

Solar, who had never been on the battlefield, did not make such a choice in the first place.

"My lord, I don't think it's necessary, I should let him lie down and reflect on it." As he spoke, Grishir kicked Solal on his toes, who was still in a semi-comatose state after being hit by an Iron Fist Divine Judge.

"It's okay, in training, you have the final say." After Mishan expressed his opinion, he no longer cared about Solar, who was lying on the ground.

In order to accept more guests, plus these poor guests are not very demanding on the environment.

Daniel, the owner of the hotel, crammed as many tables and chairs as he could in the lobby.

With such a crowded situation, the largest tavern in Lakeside Town is far inferior to the Lion King's Pride in Shining Gold Town and the gold-encrusted roses in Stormwind City.

Not even the Pig and Whistle Inn in the worst condition in the Old Town.

However, judging from the fact that there is also an area reserved near the bar that looks like a VIP exclusivity, the owner Daniel still has a certain business point of view.

Since it is a VIP exclusive area, the fee is naturally a little more expensive than other areas.

The minimum spend of fifty silver coins is prohibitive for most adventurers...... It's not that they can't afford it, and the adventurers who can go to Red Ridge Mountain have some foundation, not the stunned greens in the Elwin Forest or the Western Wilderness.

Most of them think it's not worth it to spend fifty silver coins on a meal.

It's a matter of consumption philosophy.

Not intending to have any popular clash with those ordinary adventurers, Misr Shan led Greenhill directly to the currently empty VIP area.

Seeing Mishan sit down, the boss Daniel had a warm smile on his face and came over in person.

This kind of master who is not bad for money, naturally can't let those guys who can't even drink water in wine serve, if it weren't for the fact that most of these guys are locals, and they can't be dismissed, the boss Daniel really wants to fire one.

After pouring a glass of water for Rice Shan and Greenhill with the cleanest wine glass, which had been brushed at least three times, the boss Daniel said in the most authentic Stormwind official words:

"Welcome to the best hotel in Lakeside Town, Between the Five Dragons, where you can drink the most authentic dwarven ale and taste the most authentic Red Ridge Mountain stew ......"

"Hmm......" Before the boss finished boasting about the "most", Mishan almost squirted out the water he had just drunk.

"What did you say?" Feeling almost choked under the strong pressure, Mi Shan asked the innkeeper with a confused expression.

"The most authentic Red Ridge Mountain stew ......"

"Previous sentence"

"Dwarven Ale ......"

"I'm asking the first sentence."

"The best hotel in Lakeside Town, between the five dragons......" owner Daniel was very baffled by Misrham's reaction.

Sure he heard correctly, Mishan looked back at the hall of the tavern again, huh...... There is no Kanban girl, and there is no bulletin board for posting tasks, and the adventurers who are making noise again are still adventurers with the style of Azeroth.

Grandma had a leg, and she almost thought that she had crossed again to rest her feet for a meal.