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"The aurora of the eternal night. Kate, the orc, glanced blankly at the young man in front of the bar.

"Bring me a drink. ”

"Ten Golden Moores. Kate had a long-lost smile on her face. "Thank you. ”

The young man with acne on his face felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly feces, and it was obvious that the half-orc's offer made him feel very excessive.

"The boss's rules, purgatory never takes credit. The half-beast said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. The second ancestor of the nobleman in a tuxedo took out a handful of gold moores from his pocket and stacked them on the bar one by one.

"Please wait. The orc had a sly grin on his face. The oval-shaped shaker rolled up and down in the orc's hand, and there was a clanging sound. A glass of dark blue liquid appears on the bar.

"Please!" the orc pushed his glass forward.

Boom, the acne-covered young man drank the aurora of the eternal night. He looked intoxicated and opened his mouth to let out a long breath of wine.

"How?"

The young man's eyes were foggy, but he didn't wake up.

"If he wakes up in half an hour, this cup will be mine. The orc tossed the oval shaker back onto the shelf. The Aurora of the Eternal Night is the famous work of the half-orcs, and the price of ten gold moles is definitely worth it, and all the adventurers who have drunk it are convinced of it and will not forget it for a long time. Many of the adventurers around showed envious eyes, not everyone could afford to drink ten gold moores of cocktails.

"I'm Ilian, and I'm talking to you about the weapons on behalf of Tom. The second ancestor of the nobleman, dressed in a black and white tuxedo, sat frivolously opposite the goblin, and such a solemn and elegant tuxedo was worn by him with charm.

Fairy Anji stretched out her white hand, and her five fingers spread slightly on the table of the bar.

"Fifty percent?"

"No!" Angela glanced up at him, "Fifty percent of the last quote." ”

The top of the bar was filled with the murderous aura of swords intersecting, and the eyes of the two people clashed in the air, refusing to give in to each other.

"Very good, I especially like such a woman with taste, if you add you, fifty percent is no problem. The Second Ancestor of the Nobles lowered his voice and said.

At this moment, a black crow flew to the top of the bar, and it suddenly opened its mouth wide and croaked: "Morgritte, come out quickly, someone wants your woman." ”

The Purgatory Tavern was like an ant blowing up a pot, the adventurer who was eating raised his head, and the one who had just entered the door forgot to close the door, and a mouthful of wine that was drinking spurted out of his nostrils, and everyone wanted to see what this man who was looking for his own death looked like.

The quiet purgatory sounded with a mosquito-like buzzing sound, the adventurer who was eating put down the knife and fork in his hand, and the adventurer who was drinking finished the wine in the wine glass with a grunt, and the adventurer who had just entered the door hurriedly walked inside and found a place near the bar to sit down.

"This is the prince who has come, and he dares to come to purgatory to find fault. His guts are also a little too fat, and he dares to tease our beautiful Angela with a person. "There was an adventurer who shoved the contents of his plate into his mouth indiscriminately.

"It's been a long time since purgatory had such a fun thing, and the town of White Rock in the eternal night is really boring. An adventurer drained his glass.

"That kid won't be guts, I just arrived to see that his guard seems to have drunk a glass of the Aurora of the Eternal Night, and it is estimated that when he woke up, his master had already exploded the chrysanthemum by the Minotaur!" The adventurer who had just come in shook off the snowflakes from his cloak and sat down near the bar, and he spoke loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.

"Thank you!" the young man who was watching seemed to enjoy the atmosphere, and he turned to the crowd and nodded. "There's no problem with the price, just add you. ”

The Second Ancestor of the Nobles gave Angela a defiant look and turned around and whistled loudly. There was a lively applause all around.

"Shit, you bastards, beware of getting you all out. Kate, the orc, spat at the heckling adventurer. When he tried to rush out of the bar, he was stopped by Angela, the fairy.

"Morgritte, you turtle, if you don't come out again, the top of your head will be green. Materazzi croaked and circled in the halls of Purgatory.

"Illian, you listen to me. Angela the goblin stood up, and she said solemnly, "If you want to make trouble, I think you have chosen the wrong place, purgatory is definitely not what you think!"

"So," said the Second Noble Ancestor, in a serious manner, "what is purgatory like?" ”

"Boy, you're not going to be a soft egg, I'm telling you that I've been in purgatory for a long time, and I've found a good position, so you won't be like this. On the couch not far from the bar, an adventurer with a wine glass in his hand said loudly.

"yes, the things in Purgatory haven't been changed in a while, and we're all a little uncomfortable. Adventure, who couldn't find a place on the side, sat on the back of the sofa and said.

"Young man, I'm optimistic about you, Angela is really beautiful. You have a good eye. We don't dare to think like that. A gray-haired lewd adventurer took the opportunity to walk up to the bar and reach out and pat the nobleman on the shoulder.

"Morgritte, you coward, if you don't come out again, your slave girl won't be there. The crow's voice was so harsh in the noisy Inferno Tavern.

There was a clang, and it was the sound of a door opening. The young nobleman II Ancestor hurriedly looked at the door of purgatory, but there was nothing. At this time, he found that everyone's eyes were focused on another place.

A crack opened in the wall of the Purgatory Tavern, and countless dazzling white lights shot out from it, and a shirtless gray dwarf slowly walked in with a large black hammer. His sweaty chest was covered with criss-crossed scars, some of which were white, some of which were black scabs. A clean face with a white beard on the chin.

This is Morwritte, the gray dwarf, the master of the Infernal Tavern. Although Ilian had never seen the gray dwarf, he had heard of his trademark white beard. The white beard of the gray dwarf, this is a legend in the town of White Rock.

"Who's messing around here?" said Morgritte, placing the black hammer in her hand on the black table of the bar.

The entire hall of Purgatory was silent, and no one answered.

Morwritte glanced at Ilian, who was standing across from Angela, and gave her an inquiring look.

"It's not me," Yilian quickly shook her head, her chest rose and fell violently, her fair face became extremely pale, he glanced at the obsessed Sisis beside him, and unconsciously took a few steps back.

"Come with me. Mowglitte beckoned to the goblin inside the bar.

Angela jumped and followed the gray dwarf as she disappeared through the door in the walls of Purgatory. Behind her, the hall of purgatory erupted in laughter