Unlike Langdon, who was very obtuse to notice the other, the bard was watching him at the same time that Langdon entered the tavern.

But obviously, he didn't see anything different about this guy.

That is, the appearance is relatively rare in the underground world, it should be a hybrid of dark elves and humans, and the dress is a little better than the previous few drinkers who came to the tavern.

He didn't associate Langdon with the boss of this place at all, and according to common sense, to be able to own or be sent to manage this town, that person's identity must be unusual, and there should be several characteristics.

First of all, he had to be at least a pure-blood, whether it was a dark elf or a black dwarf or some other race, but it would definitely not be a half-blood like the one in front of him.

Secondly, his clothes should be more flashy, after all, he is a big man, and by the way, he should be followed by various guards, the underground world is not safe at all, even in this town.

Again, as a big man, he shouldn't drink the cheapest ale, which is really detrimental to his status.

After analyzing these things in a very short time, he withdrew his gaze indifferently, and once again looked at the dancer who was dancing merrily to his music.

Well, it's still my Monroe that looks good.

However, this situation did not last long, and just as he was about to start the next song, a voice rang out.

"Who is this guy?"

The one who asked was the guy who had just entered the tavern and was judged by him to be an ordinary person, and when he looked at Monroe with love, the guy actually sat down at the table closest to the stage quietly, but instead of watching Monroe's performance, he stared at him.

"Who do you care who I am!" he replied with some unhappiness, waving his hand casually, as if taking the other party for a fly that was disturbing his friendship with Monroe.

Of course, that person was Langdon, he smiled faintly, didn't care, and continued to ask: "Then I'll change the topic, why are you here?"

"I'm here, of course, for Miss Monroe, and only the music I play is worthy of Miss Monroe's graceful dancing," he said in an aria-like tone, as if dancing with Monroe was a sacred thing, however......

"I just want to pick up girls, but you came here to pick up girls, did you ask me?" Langdon unceremoniously poked his heart.

"Who are you, why do I ask you?" his tone instantly became unkind, and he instantly hated the man who pierced his inner thoughts with such vulgar language.

"I'm the lord of this tavern, and the owner of this tavern, Monroe is my person in every way, and if you want to soak her, do you think you should ask me?" Langdon said unhurriedly.

"You, boss?" he paused, gesturing at Langdon and then at the tavern.

Langdon nodded.

"You, lord?" the same tone, the same action, but the scope of the reference is completely different.

Langdon nodded again.

Still not convinced, he turned his head to look at Monroe with a pleading gaze, and the Dark Elf Dancer nodded, just like Landon.

"Your Lord!" another aria-like cry.

Langdon only felt that his eyes were slight, and the other party had actually arrived in front of him, so he simply knelt down on one knee and grabbed Langdon's hand that was not holding the wine glass, and at the same time, a pair of eyes stared at Langdon.

"My name is von Nolan, you can just call me Nolan, I am a bard, wandering all over the world in search of creative inspiration, and I have just come to your land today. The voice changed its tone again, and it was very crooked and flattering.

"So what?" Langdon asked.

"Huh?" Nolan was stunned, apparently not keeping up with Langdon.

"I mean, what is the purpose of all this?" Langdon asked again.

"Although I was new to your land, I fell in love with it immediately, although it is not as magnificent as those big cities, it has a unique vitality that I have never seen in the underground world, and this feeling is so fresh and beautiful that I don't want to leave. Nolan opened his mouth, and all kinds of adjectives came to his face.

"So what?" is still the question.

"Although I have not been here for a long time, I have been observing that the people here are just like this town, perhaps not rich, but full of energy, as if they were always full of infinite hope, and I know that this hope is brought by this town, by its owner. "Keep boasting.

"So, what the hell is your purpose, well, I'm not particularly fond of talking nonsense, you only have one last chance to speak, and if I'm not satisfied, you'll be thrown out. In the end, Langdon didn't want to talk any more, and said lightly.

"I'm in love here, please let me stay, my lord!" Nolan said with a solemn expression on his face.

"You've only been here for hours, and you've never left the tavern from start to finish, and you've seen less than ten people, plus me. Langdon looked at the other and said, these things he had asked from the old black dwarf before deciding to talk to them.

"How many people do you think you'll believe in falling in love here? You say you're more convincing to fall in love with Monroe, so tell us your true purpose, or you're not going to be thrown out, well, a lot of my men are lizardmen, and they don't really mind eating the flesh of the dark elves. Langdon shook off his hand, stood up, and gestured to leave.

Call!

Nolan also stood up violently behind him, because he was very forceful, so he looked very imposing this time.

"Is this said to be in your heart, annoyed and angry?want to do something to me, are you sure you ......" Langdon still said in a flat tone, he was not afraid that the other party would treat him badly, Monroe was a dancer, but his combat strength was not weak at all, and the same was true for black dwarves and halflings, but he paused in the middle of the conversation, because ......

Bang Dang!

Langdon felt a shock to the floor, and the goods actually went down again, and then Langdon tightened one leg, looked down, and saw that the goods had hugged his thighs tightly with a very standard movement.

"I've spent all my money along the way, and I haven't eaten for three days today, great lord, you can do well, take me in!"

Looking at him, a few more words came to Langdon's mind.

Cheap bones.

But......

"It's okay to take you in, but I never raise people who eat rice, and you'd better pray that you have two hands that can make me look at it, otherwise you'll ......"

"As you heard earlier, my playing skills are excellent. ”

"I don't need musicians, I'd have gotten a band if I did. ”

"No, my lord, you don't understand what I mean, I'm a bard, and my music is no ordinary music. ”

"Oh? ”

"That'...... Can you help me settle the money for food and wine first?"

“......”