Chapter Ninety-Five: The Ale and the Tavern (I)

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After arriving at Yaski, everyone will next take a land route along the mountain path to the location of the Magic Academy, the second largest city in the Republic of China, the "School Capital" of Lezem, where they will wait for new instructions and start a new mission. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

However, for the young man who has not long been a member of the association and has no idea about this identity, Troy may only mean that the journey of continuous learning has just begun, and in the future, he will see many new things that he has never seen before, and meet more people with "magic".

"Gollum. ”

The boy took a sip of the cool, tantalizing golden drink in his throat, and then, the impact and movement from the inside out made Troy's eyes widen for a moment.

It was the first time he had tasted something like "ale". Before that, a teenager who had just turned 16 had never tasted "sake", a drink that many people were addicted to.

"Bubble ...... Drinking it in your mouth will be like this, burp. ”

There was a little bit of redness on his face that he hadn't noticed, and Troy decided to try a few more times at this slightly bitter and sweet "sparkling water" with a taste that he couldn't explain.

By the way, the reason for hiccups is not because "being full" is another novel experience for teenagers.

――Feeling good?

As the journey progresses, Troy learns new words, learns new knowledge, sees and experiences new things, and gradually realizes that there is such a thing as "desire" in himself as a "human", although neither Vina nor Mohr can fully understand this word.

But it "doesn't matter", according to Vina, the journey is just beginning, and she still has a lot of time to learn about it.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a heroic laugh ahead, which Troy could tell was the laughter of the female captain Valery.

What happened to make her smile so much?

Just as Troy's journey has just begun, so the newest ship, the Blowing Snow, known as the "Jewel of the Peninsula Alliance," is not over yet.

In fact, Yaski was not the terminal of the giant cargo ship, and the anchorage here was only to carry out the necessary supplies while dropping down the team by the way. The ship, which has gained a lot of storage space at the cost of a minimal crew, will continue to sail with the aim of Carl Cavon, the economic and maritime hub of the Republic of Gloriland, in the southwest corner of Southwell.

Therefore, it is reasonable that the snow blowing and its crew will not stay here for long...... If it and their captains can "sober up" as soon as possible, it is not impossible to set off as soon as the necessary supplies such as food and fresh water are assembled.

"Ahhh......h Hiccup, so a few bottles of wine are poured?"

At this moment, Valerie was the only one left in what should have been the most noisy tavern on weekdays, and the loud voice echoed. Although she has a bold personality, she doesn't look like a female captain who will make too out-of-the-ordinary actions at this moment actually climbed onto the table in the middle of the hall, and her sitting posture is no longer "bold" can be described by the word "bold".

"Hey, who else? Hiccup! Yes, that's you, Moore! Don't think that's the end of it! Come and fight with the old lady for three hundred, no, it's five hundred rounds!

"Goo......

Valerie's body was filled with the smell of alcohol, and there were countless empty wine bottles piled up around her. After drinking it all, her face did not change, and she casually threw aside the first bottle of ale that she didn't know how many she had drunk, and she still seemed to be in good spirits.

And her "drinking friends" are not so massive, and there are already dozens of big men lying around the large wooden table where she is sitting comfortably, including more than a dozen crew members who blow the snow horn. Those men who have been in the tavern all the year round and seem to be high rollers in the wine may not have thought until they passed out drunk, compared to the amount of alcohol, they would lose to a woman!?

Of course, this woman can see from the proud muscles alone that there may be no essential difference between her and the man. It has to be said that in the Republic of Gloriland, which advocates "freedom" and "equality" anywhere in this land, women are also relatively least discriminated against.

But there is no doubt that discrimination still exists.

"Hah...... Hah......h

Except for Troy and a few others who did not participate in this booze, hid in the corner and savored the mellow taste of ale, and did not participate in this drinking duel, there was only one man left in the huge tavern who had not yet fallen.

That's right, it's him.

Gripping the corner of the chair with both hands, as if he would fall down as soon as he let go, Mohr gasped as the face of the warrior, who had always been bruised in his face, finally changed to a bright red as if it was about to drip blood.

Now, he finally understood why, after the captain had said she would "rest for a few days", the crew members who usually seemed to respect her so much ignored her presence. He finally understood why, after he had brought Troy and her into the tavern, the crews of the Blowing Horn, who had been talking and laughing to themselves, had changed their faces and became as if they had been pickled eggplant.

"Hiccup......! Can I throw in the towel?"

For the first time in his life, the words of submission were uttered, and the confused minds of the almost delirious "original" Northwater warriors had almost nothing left, and the clearest of them turned out to be:

"If I knew this was going to happen, I might as well go with Ralph!"

In fact, because of his deep knowledge of Ralph's drinking habits, Moore deliberately bypassed the large tavern closest to the docks, where his junior almost knocked the door off when he rushed in, and chose the relatively remote tavern here, but unexpectedly he couldn't hide from one and the other, and Valerie was even better than Ralph in terms of drinking.

"Admit defeat? hah? How is it possible? How can you admit defeat?" Valery, who is wearing heavy makeup and glamorous makeup, but actually has quite a good look, only a trace of resentment appeared on her slightly flushed face, her legs under the light skirt were tucked away, and her body moved with it, and in an instant, she had "flew" from the table to Moore, "Admit defeat here, hiccup!

I don't know how to learn the identity of the Northwater people that Mor Shan could not distinguish from his appearance, and she took out a bottle of wine out of nowhere, and conveniently pointed the mouth of the bottle at the mouth of the powerless warrior, and poured all the liquid into it.

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