"Dude!"

"You've soiled the floor!"

The gnoll's sense of smell was much sharper than that of humans, and Hogg immediately wrinkled his nose, and his palm was forceful, and he immediately lifted the scar-faced strong man, and then shook it hard.

"Goo-dong!"

Like a dwarf winter melon, the scar-faced man was immediately thrown out of the tavern door, rolling and wailing - Hogg's fall broke several pieces of his bones, but for a moment he couldn't get up.

"Hey, friend......"

Seeing the scar-faced strong man being thrown out of the tavern and rolling on the bluestone outside the door, nearly ten strong human men who stood up immediately surrounded him. Alcohol gave them the courage to raise their punching bag-sized fists, and without hesitation, they slammed their fists into Kane the Minotaur in the head—with Ron squatted on Kane's shoulders in between.

............

No matter what city you are in, if you want to open a tavern, you must get through the black and white lines, after all, money alone has no power, and a bunch of gangsters who eat and drink are enough to make the tavern go out of business.

As for fights, they are commonplace, as long as no one is killed, and the tables, chairs and benches are damaged, as long as the compensation is made according to the price, it will not annoy the tavern owner.

Apparently the self-proclaimed Night Mask is well-versed in the rules of the tavern, and relying on the crowds and the strength of the drink, they want to beat up the bastard who injured their buddy and get a bag of golden cuties - they also saw the contents when Miro opened the purse just now.

It's just that the fantasy is beautiful, and the truth is cruel!

"Cheers!"

Raising his glass high, Miró cheered and collided with everyone, then tilted his head and poured the cool liquor into his mouth - the glass of wine that had just been drunk by the strong man with Scarface had been filled by the tavernkeeper, and the gangsters who wanted to collect Miro's protection money had already collapsed on the cold stone road outside the tavern, and their money bags had already gone into the pockets of the beast adventurers.

Of course, this is because the members of the Beast Adventure Group have left their hands, otherwise, with the level of these low-level professionals, how could they survive under the hands of the members of the adventure group who are comparable to the high-level professionals.

"It tastes good. ”

"Compared with viper wine, one cold and one hot, two extremes!"

Feeling the cool liquor pass through his throat and ignite a warm fire in his stomach, Goldfang's lizard face wrinkled slightly, revealing a mouthful of small, sharp fangs - this was his smile, he was opened by Viper Wine in Esputa, and drank Miro's sac dry when he awoke, and Goldtooth was now a full-fledged old winemaker.

Such a change is naturally what Miró is happy to see, after all, drinking alone and drinking two people are two completely different feelings, Miró prefers to have someone to drink with and brag together.

And Fishman's Tears is worthy of the specialty of this Mermaid and Fisherman's Tavern, and Ron likes it after just taking a sip. Compared with the moonlight wine, the fish-man tears are slightly spicier, but there is a touch of sadness in the aftertaste, which reminds Ron of the moonlight mouse town - he has been in this world for so long, he has almost forgotten the things before his rebirth, and the moonlight mouse town has become the home he misses, with long beards, scarfaces, shadows, and even iron teeth, which are family.

"Come, drink!"

Sucking the liquor, Ron glanced sideways at Broken Tooth beside him, who was now holding a roasted wild boar leg and eating happily.

Tilting his head and thinking about it for a moment, Ron asked for another cup, parted half of the fish-man tears, and placed them in front of Broken Tooth.

The faint aroma of the fish-man's tears intrigued Broken Tooth, who got up and turned to look at Ron, then carefully stuck out its tongue and licked the wine in its glass.

"Meow~"

Ron's mind was the same as that of Broken Tooth, and Ron couldn't help but smile when he felt the complaints of Broken Tooth coming from his heart, and the Broken Tooth that was about to fall from tears due to the stimulation of the liquor.

However, after resting for a while, Broken Tooth didn't give up, and actually climbed in front of the wine glass to take a sip, but this time Broken Tooth swallowed the wine with the stimulation, and then the connection with Ron's heart turned out to be happiness!

"Meow~"

Broken Tooth apparently felt the beauty of the alcohol, and little by little, Ron and the rest of the Beast Adventure Party watched Broken Tooth wipe out half a cup of fish-man tears, and then stood upright and spun on the wooden table with a look on his face - Broken Fang was clearly drunk, and in his senses, it was not himself who was shaking, but the world.

"Hahaha~"

The members of the Beast Adventure Group knew the lethality of Broken Fang, but at this moment, everyone in the tavern couldn't help but laugh as they watched the ferocious Broken Fang, which had been vicious in battle, swaying ridiculously on the wooden table.

Then, a delicate voice rang out from the tavern door.

"This cat is funny!

"It's five hundred gold coins, go and bring the cat over!"

"Huh?"

As these words came to his ears, Ron's eyes flashed and he turned his head to the door of the tavern.

A fifteen or fifteen-year-old girl dressed in an aristocratic whalebone tunic and a white tuft proudly glanced up at the inside of the tavern, and behind her was a maid and three sturdy attendants.

The words Ron had just heard were clearly those she had said to the attendants beside her, as a tall attendant had already taken a money bag from the maid's hand and walked briskly to the wooden table of the Beast Adventure Regiment.

"Who are you?"

Retracting the smile on his face, Ron asked coldly.

Broken Tooth may be just a chubby and funny orange cat in other people's eyes, but for Ron, it's the most important companion, almost one.

"Huh?"

"A talking moonlight rat!"

"Benn, come back!"

"Take another five hundred gold coins, and buy this moonlight mouse together!"

"Just take it to show off to Brand!"

Ron's words drew the noble girl's eyes to herself, but the noble girl apparently didn't think of Ron as a member of a sapient race per se, but instead saw him as a pet of a member of the Beast Adventure Band.

So, she called the attendant back, and took a money bag from the handsome maid's pouch - it was obvious that the handmaiden's pouch was a dimensional bag, otherwise it would not be possible to hold any of them.

"Hey, I'm sorry, this young lady!"

"Ron and Broken Tooth are our companions, not pets!"

"You adventurers always say that!"

Apparently Miró's explanation made the haughty aristocratic maiden more and more impatient, and she disdainfully asked her attendant to carry three money bags—five hundred gold coins each, enough to feed an ordinary family for fifty years.

"I'm Saravar, you should know that name. ”

"I'll add another five hundred gold coins, and I'll want both the moonlight mouse and the big cat!"