Noisy bar.

There are all kinds of people here.

All kinds of faces.

If you want to say it, there are not many people with blonde hair.

Because this is a place of exile, noble Golden Retrievers generally do not come here.

There are not even nobles here.

A man with a bearded face drank the liquor in his hand in one gulp.

The sound of the urn is vague, and the mouth is not mush

"My stand-in is the most useless" Chapter 7 The tavern and the thief are being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

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