"In short, little brother, don't make trouble here, learn to swallow your anger, and just be an experience given to you by someone who has come over. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Scar Man said, taking a sip of wine.

Raye wanted to say something, but was stopped by Roy, only to see Roy say: "We understand, senior, thank you for the reminder." ”

Roy nodded at Scarman, who smiled and said nothing.

"Brother Roy, what's wrong?" asked Raya in a whisper, not understanding why Roy suddenly pulled him back.

"Little Raye, don't forget our mission, and what kind of place is this? Do you think it's still our human territory? Roy educated the young and vigorous Raye.

Raya nodded as if he didn't understand, and looked out the window a little sullenly.

After a while, Roy's things were all ready, and although Volker's attitude made Raye very unhappy, the tavern was still serving food quickly.

Roy said to Volker, who was serving, "Volker, have you paid for the wine at that table? Roy said, gesturing to Scar's table.

Volcker nodded, "Not yet, as for the bill...... It's up to you!"

Roy smiled and watched Volcker leave, then walked over to Scar's table with a glass of wine.

"A few big brothers, thank you for the reminder today, it's not easy to go out, I bought your order today, and I should pay a tuition, if I can make a friend, of course it's great!" Roy raised his glass and looked at the few people at the table.

The scar man paused for a moment, glanced at Roy with a smile, and also raised the wine glass in his hand and said, "Little brother has said it, it's just a matter of raising your hands." ”

Scar Man was the leader of the table, and seeing him like this, everyone else laughed and toasted Roy.

"By the way, brother, let me introduce myself, my name is Carl, and you should know from what we are wearing, we are ordinary cadets of the Storm Military Academy. Of course, Roy wouldn't give out his real name casually, so Carl, who was far away in the Orlander territory, was betrayed......

"Brother Karl, just call me Roma, these are my teammates. ”

Roy wouldn't be naïve enough to think that Rom was the scar man's real name, but he nodded "sincerely".

After toasting one by one, Roy asked, "Brother Roma, this is the first time we've been here, don't you know if there's anything to pay attention to?

Röm took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Here, the only thing to pay attention to is not to cause trouble, as for Volker, this guy is not something that ordinary people can afford to provoke, I can guarantee that everyone in the tavern now combined is not enough for him to fight." ”

"So strong?" Roy said, somewhat surprised.

Röm nodded, "Brother Karl, why do you think these bears can keep occupying this house and opening a tavern? because they are so good at brewing? Just kidding, the Savage Forest is more skilled than their race." Every year when the tide of extreme cold recedes and the transit station is empty, doesn't anyone think of occupying it?"

Roy paused for a moment, Scar Man Rohm suddenly said so much, he didn't react for a while, and then thought about it seemed to make sense, people who can occupy a position at the transit station will have no means? But what does this have to do with Volcker?

Rohm seemed to see Roy's doubts, and said, "Volker's father was a heavy drinker, and he disliked him as a mutant bearman, and then he simply threw him in the tavern as a bartender when he was very young, and everyone disliked this black and white bear man at first. ”

"Volker inherited his father's love of wine, but the amount of alcohol was really not very good, and one day he secretly drank the boss's wine, collapsed in the kitchen and fell asleep, and it happened that day someone was making trouble in the tavern. ”

The smashing woke Volcker awake, and the guy seemed to be a different person, beating up all the troublemakers, and then kicking them out of the tavern, including a dozen low-level professionals, five middle-level professionals, and one high-level professional. ”

"This ...... This guy is so powerful? I can't see it. Roy glanced thoughtfully at Volker, who was running errands around.

Röhm added: "Not only that, but you must know that this guy Volker cleaned up these troublemakers with his bare hands, and no one dared to make trouble in the tavern after that." ”

It seems that this Volker is an important factor in the tavern's ability to occupy a place here.

Roy sighed and said, "It's good that Brother Rom reminded me in time, otherwise my brother would almost make a big mistake!" But then again, this Volcker is so strong, why would he be willing to be a bartender here?"

"I don't know, even their boss is weird, but if this guy is willing to stay here, who would mind having a powerful bodyguard?" Rohm said with a smile.

Thinking about it this way, Roy also nodded, "Makes sense." ”

"Thank you, Brother Roma, I'll leave first, my companion is still waiting for me. Roy clenched his fists and left Roma's table.

Rhom, the scarred man, smiled mysteriously as he looked at Roy's back as he left.

Back in his seat, Roy briefly recounted the conversation to Elise and Raye.

This guy Raye was still a little unconvinced, and muttered: "Isn't it just dealing with a high-level professional, what's the big deal!"

Roy had no choice but to smile and shake his head, this guy just has a hard mouth.

In the middle of the meal, the tavern suddenly fell silent, and the sounds of shouting and chattering were all gone......

The door to the tavern was pushed open, and a young man in a mage's robe walked in.

"Old rules, wild hearts. ”

After the young man finished speaking, he waited quietly at the bar.

Roy was also taken aback when he saw the young man's appearance, wasn't this guy the man riding the tyrannosaurus?

"Why is this guy here?" it seems that Raye also recognizes it, after all, the way this guy appears is too shocking.

Elise said helplessly: "This is not your house, why can't he come, don't be nosy, let's leave after eating." ”

"Lord Thomas, your savage heart. The tavern owner himself handed the young man a green drink.

Thomas took the Savage Heart, threw a gold kin with him, and left the tavern, seemingly not wanting to stay in the tavern any longer, and took the cup with him.

Of course, this cup of Savage Heart is not worth a single gold medal, and the rest of the money ......

The tavernkeeper sighed, "Hey, I'm going to make another cup." (To be continued.) )