"Squeak-"

As a pair of rough hands slowly pushed open the old, pulped-soaked wooden double door.

Suddenly, the sound of the bustling crowd in the tavern was like a flood that had untied the valve, rushing towards the two people at the door.

Ron stood in the doorway, looking around.

The interior of this old tavern was neither too large nor too small, with nearly sixty square wooden tables crowding the entire tavern, and the traces of time were written on every scratch of the board.

People mingled at their respective tables, and a noisy noise filled the air.

A wide variety of characters can be seen here.

In addition to the loud-voiced mercenaries who sit casually in every tavern, there are a few who sit in the corner, dressed in rough leather, looking like hunters or rangers from the frontier.

Sitting at the bar in the center of the tavern were mostly dressed in rough robes and holding staffs, and they seemed to be some wild mages or warlocks.

Their gaze was sometimes focused on their glasses, and sometimes on the mercenaries or adventurers around them who were talking loudly.

In the circular bar in the center of the tavern, there was a middle-aged woman wearing a bright red robe and a big belly.

"Please wait a minute, there are a bit of guests today."

Leah looked back and said apologetically to Ron.

Then she said hello to the fat woman sitting in the center of the bar, and hurried to find a seat for Ron.

The middle-aged fat woman at the bar glanced at Leah, who was busy, and then looked at Ron carefully.

"Shh

She snorted dissatisfiedly, a complex glint flashing in her small mung bean-like eyes.

Ron's arrival quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the tavern.

For a moment, everyone stopped communicating and looked at the young man who was dressed in tatters and barefoot.

But the silence of the big guy only stopped for a moment,

Soon, most of the people quickly returned to their lively appearance, and a small number of people stared at Liya's petite body with lust.

Although Ron's face is clean, his empty "hole costume" and his hands and feet, without any rings, bracelets, etc., have completely "exposed" his status as a non-caster and non-professional.

In these years, you have to prepare a space ring to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and carry a staff or sword at any time, right?

For the high-ring spell of the portable space, everyone will not think about it at all.

That's a skill that only a legend can master, how could that kind of character come to this little broken tavern.

All kinds of signs prove that the one at the door is just a poor boy, and naturally it can't attract the attention of this group of professionals.

"Squeak-"

The wooden door behind him was pushed open again, and the tall thin man in the mage robe just now walked in.

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted again, and they subconsciously lowered the volume.

The main thing is that the staff inlaid with green opal (rare material) on the man's waist is really scary.

Although he didn't wear any professional badges, the consensus of the professionals was that you had to be at least someone above the Magister to have such a rare-level staff, right?

Otherwise, wouldn't it have been killed and oversold long ago?

"A glass of ale, a plate of spiced beans."

The tall and thin man who was a little dark shouted, and the three good-looking waitresses immediately surrounded him, eagerly approaching the body of the mage, and asked for warmth.

He gave a smug glance at the crowd, including Ron, before walking over Ron's body towards the center of the bar.

Ron, on the other hand, stood still.

Ron frowned at the greasy and reflective wooden floor of the tavern.

Even if he is a dragon in this life, without the constraints of so many human etiquette, even running naked will not have a trace of pressure on the current Ron.

But he'd rather step barefoot on Vitas' stone street than touch it even on the greasy floor!

"What a place that makes dragons sick."

Ron whispered a word of disgust in dragon language, and there was an indescribable disgust in his eyes.

His performance is actually very normal, and it has also been recorded in the Rainbow Dragon Inheritance that the basic dragons of the Rainbow Dragon clan are all "appearance control" and "cleanliness".

This habit does make sense, after all, these two conditions are often complementary to each other.

On the ground where no one is looking.

Ron's feet floated slowly, less than half a centimeter away from the greasy floor, and then he stepped into the air and slowly walked into the interior of the old tavern.

The décor of the Keel Tavern is full of quaintness and history.

Perhaps due to time and fireworks, the original orange wooden walls on the interior walls of the tavern have long since turned into an appetizing caramel color.

The wooden walls are adorned with all sorts of ornaments, from old swords and shields to mysterious gems and bizarre sculptures, each of which exudes an air of antiquity and mystery.

The most eye-catching thing is the intricate patterns carved into the ceiling of the tavern.

Some of them have a coiled dragon pattern, and some have a silver star pattern.

Even though it was already spring, the tavern's hearth was thrown and burned in the fireplace, giving off a warm glow that lit up the entire corner of the tavern.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

A drunk man on the counter in the center was roaring loudly, the sound as deafening as thunder.

He waved the wine glass in his hand, splashing liquid everywhere.

Several waiters busily dodged, carefully removing the remaining drink, fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.

The tavern is full of people, and various characters mingle and talk in this small space, forming a noisy atmosphere.

Hearty laughter, fierce quarrels, and the crisp sound of wine glasses colliding are all intertwined and conversed here, and finally converge in this slightly crowded space.

Although the appearance of the Dragon Bone Tavern is not too good, there are quite a few surprises in the shop.

You must know that it is dusk, which is not the peak time for taverns.

It is only when night falls that the guests of a tavern come to their peak.

Come to think of it, it should be the old customers of the Dragon Bone Tavern accumulated over the years.

"Guest, please come and sit down here."

Leah held the plate and searched for a long time before she found a table that had just been settled and left.

She trotted to the window at the back of the tavern, shouting and waving to Ron.

Ron nodded, calmly flashing the spilled wine from the dancing mercenary glass beside him, and then quickly came to the window seat and sat down.

"Is there anything else you'll need besides a bottle of keel ale?"

"Roasted spider meat? Steak? And "

Leah grabbed a menu out of nowhere, and carefully named the dishes as she flipped through them.

Ron shook his head, interrupting Leah's recommendation:

"I don't need those."

"Okay."

Hearing this, Leah hurriedly put away the menu.

She subconsciously scratched her head, then spit out her little tongue and said playfully:

"I'll go get a new bottle of wine for you, after all, this bottle of wine has been open all day, and you don't want to drink this kind of half-bottle bar for overnight~~"

After saying that, Liya was stunned.

When did you become so casual with your guests?

Even just now, it seems that he was coquettish to this strange boy he had never seen before?

It's like seeing a friend you haven't seen in years.

"Hug, sorry, I was a little bit."

Leah, who reacted, blushed and scrambled to try to explain something.

Ron, on the other hand, didn't feel anything wrong with the conversation.

He shook his head, pointed to the wine bottle in Lia's arms, and said calmly:

"No, just the old bottle and I'll pay for the new one."

"Huh?"

Leah froze.

It was the first time she had seen someone trying to buy leftovers.

However, the customer's requirements are greater than everything, and if you sell half a bottle of wine, you will earn more.

Leah pursed her lips and didn't say anything more in the end, just gently placed the bottle on the table.

Seeing that Ron had been staring at the massive skeleton of the wall behind her (which was actually her), Leah smiled and said:

"Are you curious about this keel?"

"This is the treasure of our tavern, it is said to be a red dragon."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Ron.

Ron just glanced at the huge skeleton, then shook his head and said:

"You've been deceived, it's not a red dragon bone at all, it's just the bones of a certain dragon beast."

"Amount"

Leah opened her mouth in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

Even though she had been working in the tavern for quite some time, she felt a little helpless with this strange guest.

Just as Leah glanced awkwardly at the table, ready to find something to say, she suddenly noticed a big problem.

I forgot to take my wine glass!

This was an unusual mistake, normally she should have gone to get the wine glass as soon as she entered the door, and then find a place.

"Goo."

Leah swallowed subconsciously.

She suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility.

maybe

Is it because he was afraid that the boy would leave here because he had no place, so he was in a hurry to find him a seat?

"Ahhh What am I doing? ”

"No, it won't. No way? ”

"Is this love at first sight?"

"But we've only known each other for less than an hour!"

"Ahh

Leah shouted inwardly, but remained calm on the surface.

"Guest, guest, please wait a moment, me. I'll go get you a cup. ”

Leah smiled as professionally as she could, then got up to leave.

suddenly

Ron's flat but undeniable voice sounded behind her:

"Don't go."

"Hey!"

Leah froze in place, maintaining a half-bent motion.

"Sit down."

"Huh?"

Accompanied by the sound of tables and chairs pulling apart.

With that, Leah sat down in the chair opposite Ron in a daze.

By the time Leah reacted, her body had already done as the other party commanded.

"You, the spellcaster?"

Liya, who suddenly reacted, covered her mouth and looked at the young man opposite and exclaimed in a low voice.

Ron shook his head:

"I didn't use magic just now."

Ron didn't lie to Leah about that.

Although his spell level had almost reached the limit of the material realm, Ron really didn't use any magic power just now, and just said a few words.

However, considering the almost explosive charisma of the Iridescent Dragon, Ron's words could indeed achieve an almost enchanting effect in the ears of mortals.

The consequences of having too high Charisma are:

Even if Ron kills the entire family of an ordinary human in front of him, as long as he opens his mouth to ask for forgiveness, that human will unconsciously make up for all kinds of accidents that kill the whole family, and finally forgive him.

And you don't need to consume a single bit of magic in this, just charm.

And that wasn't the kind of thing that tasted to Leah's ears.

"If it's not the spellcaster, wouldn't it be the same performance as you just now?"

Leah's face was flushed, and the girl's wild mind could no longer be restrained, and she began to think of some strange places.

Ron looked at her increasingly red face, and the corners of his mouth were a little stiff:

"Well, you see, what did you misunderstand?"

"Bang dang!"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood, I don't want to get married, I don't want to name my children, Leah is not the kind of frivolous person!"

Leah jerked to her feet, ignoring the overturned stool and shouted to the horse's mouth.

Isn't this a self-confession~~~

Facing the excited Leah, Ron frowned:

"Where the hell do you want to go? I just wanted to talk to you. ”

"Huh?"

Leah grew her mouth and looked at Ron stupidly.

At the same time, some of the customers in the tavern also turned their heads and cast their eyes on her.

And the tall and thin mage and the fat woman sitting at the bar couldn't help but turn around after hearing the movement.

The difference was their reaction when they saw Leah.

The fat woman in the bright red robe was frowning high, as if she had encountered something she hated the most.

And the tall and thin mage with a rare-grade staff hanging from his waist suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes.

It is undeniable that although Leah has suffered from malnutrition for a long time and can only wear the work clothes provided by the tavern for many years, her natural beauty cannot be hidden.

The rough, calloused hands hide snow-white skin.

Many of the customers who came to the Dragon Bone Tavern to enjoy the banquet were originally here for this little beautiful waiter who was covered in dust.

They knew that what was hidden in the dust, Leah's face was an irresistible temptation.

It's a pity that this poor girl would rather die than agree to the pursuit of this group of "hungry wolves", even if the other party promised to give her a "bride price" of dozens of gold coins to ensure that she would no longer have to worry about food and clothing

And the proprietress of the Dragon Bone Tavern is also a bit powerful, and everyone doesn't want to mess with that old woman like a mad dog for a little woman.

Facing everyone's gaze, Leah's face suddenly turned pale and she was a little in a hurry.

"Smack!"

The fat woman in red at the bar suddenly slapped the table, shaking the wine glasses on the table.

She pointed at Leah and yelled fiercely:

"Clumsy idiot, what are you doing standing here stupidly! I'm going to the kitchen to chop vegetables, and I'm not allowed to come out tonight!" ”

The tigress-like voice suddenly made many of the eyes that had secretly peeped at Liya retract a lot.

Ron glanced at the fat woman who seemed to be the proprietress and didn't say anything.

Although on the surface, this woman is scolding Liya.

But Ron could see that she was actually helping Leah out.

Ron thought about it carefully, and there were some things that were really inconvenient to say in this crowded place.

And judging by Leah's expression, she doesn't seem to remember Ron's appearance and memories at all.

"Perhaps, she's just a similar flower."

Ron frowned and thought for a while, and finally planned to take Leah out of here for a while, find a quiet place and ask carefully.

Without asking, he won't even be able to sleep.

Liya, who was originally standing stupidly, was suddenly on the verge of amnesty after hearing the words of the fat woman in red.

She breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Ron who was frowning behind her, and then hurriedly lowered her head and ran in the direction of the back kitchen.

Although Leah has not experienced this kind of scene, in front of Ron, she seems to have forgotten her former ability and has become at a loss.

Just as she was about to enter the kitchen.

Suddenly, a pair of large black hands blocked Leah's path.

"Yo, isn't this little Lia."

A sturdy mercenary in leather armor gulped down the remaining ale from his glass.

He blushed, wiped his greasy lips, and his two small red eyes stared at the towering peaks that Lea's work uniform could not hide.

However, the mercenary soon noticed that something was wrong with Leah's expression.

Despite the panic, Leah always looked in Ron's direction, consciously or unconsciously, as if she was afraid that the other party would leave.

The drunken mercenary looked suspiciously at Ron, who was sitting with Leah just now, dressed in ordinary clothes.

"Huh? Where did the beggars come from?"

(End of chapter)