Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Duel in the Tavern
"But why are you pretending to be a man?"
"For the sake of safety, it's dangerous for a girl to go out so late! I used to dress like this before you would take me out! Why are you curious this time?"
He didn't answer, but tilted his head to look at his fiancée, who was dressed with a special charm.
However, thinking of the previous image of Anne as a fat ball, Stannis unabashedly said his true thoughts, "Actually, you used to be quite fat, and it is safe not to pretend to be a man." ”
Anne's face flushed, and she slapped Stannis lightly, "Oops, I hate it, Brother Stan, and make fun of people when they used to be fat." ”
Looking at her shyness, Stannis felt more and more that his fiancée was cute, and he really wanted to take her into his arms as soon as possible, to see if she was so innocent elsewhere, and as for the matter of showdown with her, he had long forgotten about it.
At the same time, he asked curiously. "So it's so late, where are we going?"
Anne playfully snapped her fingers, then put her index finger to his lips, "Don't talk, just follow me." ”
At four o'clock in the morning, the stars were dim in Baili City, and the streets were deserted, except for the occasional barking of dogs.
But the silence did not include a street corner, which was still bustling with activity, and laughter came from the illuminated windows.
"What is this place?" asked Stannis curiously, where would so many people gather at such a late hour?
"Don't ask, just come in with me, it's my latest discovery, I promise you like it." ”
Since she had said so, Stannis had no choice but to follow.
Anne knocked on the wooden door, and the dark tip of the door pulled open, revealing a pair of eyes, and then the door opened a gap for one person to pass through.
When Stannis got inside, he finally saw what was inside.
"You mean, you think of this?"
Stannis said incredulously, for he was now in the largest tavern in the city, and although he could not see his fingers outside, it did not affect the bright lights in the room, and people gulped all kinds of wines and fell off their chairs with a joke.
"Yes, it's lifeless at home on weekdays, and you don't often come to accompany me, so I have to sneak out and have some fun for myself! This is the Volute Tavern, it's open all day!" Anne looked happy.
Unexpectedly, this girl with such a pure appearance also likes to go to bars, and he began to doubt whether he could see red on his wedding night.
"Come on, the bartender here makes a good drink, I'll invite you this time. With that, Anne took him by the hand and walked to the bar.
Along the way, people pointed fingers at them from time to time, because the two looked like two men holding hands, but one of them was more feminine, and the world was not so receptive to the love of broken sleeves.
"Robin, two cups of 'Volcanic Eruption'. Anne folded two fingers at the bartender, who knew her very well.
Soon, two red cocktails poured into glass glasses appeared in front of Stannis.
He raised it up and took a sip, the hot and spicy mixture of ice and coldness filling his heart, two completely different enjoyments.
"It's delicious!" Stannis complimented.
Anne smiled, "I didn't lie to you!"
He took another sip of wine and fiddled with his head, he didn't expect it to be so late, the business of this tavern was still so good, and his entertainment club seemed relatively lonely in comparison, and it looked like he had to develop some new drinks and drinks.
"You're not going to come here just for the wine, are you?"
Stanier knew that there was no shortage of bartenders in the Marquis's mansion, and if Anne wanted to drink, someone would help her get it.
But Anne only raised her head faintly, her expression becoming unpredictable, "Here, you can see the time of all kinds of things." ”
Stannis turned his head to the crowd, which was indeed filled with all kinds of people, such as mercenaries and maidens, making up the two most indispensable parts of the world, but there were also some knights in disguise.
For example, now a bald man noticed Stannis, and at first he was very surprised, then very angry, and finally he wanted to eat this guy who seemed to be stirring up the base.
The bald man picked up one of the drunkards who stood in his way and threw him away, and strode towards Stannis, the whole tavern trembling with his footsteps.
"What's the situation!" the drinking lord found himself covered in a shadow before he could figure out what was happening, and he looked up to see the bald man staring at him with eyes red with rage, eager to eat himself alive.
Stannis swallowed, his voice trembling, "Please, what are you doing?"
The big man spoke, his voice suppressed his rage, "I am Barrow IV of the Baffolou family, you beat my brother Barrow V Jr. to the point where he is still bedridden, I will avenge him!"
But Stannis has no impression at all, does he have to carry the pot of his predecessor again?
There was an uproar in the tavern, they didn't expect this famous knight to come to such a place of filth.
"Anyway, I'm going to smack you right now to vent my anger!" Barrow raised his fist and was about to slam it into Stannis's head.
"Ahem!" the bartender named Robin coughed twice to stop them, and both of them looked at him at the same time, only to see the bartender casually pointing to the sign standing on the wine cabinet, which reads in black ink:
Brawls are prohibited in our store, and offenders are not allowed to enter the store!
Barrow lowered his fist, and it looked like he didn't want to be kicked out yet.
"Then let's duel, you and me! The time will be set for the racecourse the day after tomorrow, and then our grievances will be settled!"
Before Stannis could speak, Anne on the side helped him make a decision.
"Yes, yes, whoever doesn't go will strip him of his knighthood!" she agreed.
Stannis is in tears, and he gets involved in a duel before he can figure out the situation, but he still has cards to play.
"I beg to use my Acting Knight privilege!" he said again, praising the man who invented the system.
But Anne shrugged her shoulders and rejected his request, "It's rare, since the two of you are fighting in the tavern, where knighthood is not protected, so you two are just dueling as ordinary people, so 'Acting Knight' does not apply." ”
Stannis's teeth itched with hatred, he didn't expect his fiancée to speak for outsiders, "What the hell is this! Why is he no longer a knight in the tavern!"
Anne looked innocent, "I don't know!"