"Thank you, Ruby, and thank you Vani!" said Memira.

With a poor family, she couldn't do anything else to repay her two good friends, so she could only thank her verbally from the bottom of her heart.

Locke's wine and appetizers were quickly served, and there was a rule for drinking in the tavern, that is, to drink first and pay the bill, and Locke didn't look like a person who couldn't pay the bill, so after handing Locke the food, Memira respectfully retreated.

"Here's to you. As if by juggling, Locke popped a silver coin out of his finger and flew into Memila's collar.

A silver coin is not a small amount, and few people except nobles will tip this amount.

Could it be a nobleman who hides his identity? Memira looked at Locke with burning eyes.

Dressed ordinarily, her face is a little handsome, her eyebrows are a little hard and angular, and her eyes are very bright, but Memila doesn't dare to look at those eyes, because as soon as she looks at them, there is an inexplicable panic in her heart.

It shouldn't be a nobleman, the reason for Memila's judgment comes from Locke's hands, which are thick and powerful hands, although there are no calluses, but they are definitely not the hands that a nobleman should have.

(Knights and magicians will reshape their bodies once when they break through the first level, and the calluses on Locke's hands are erased along with the dark wounds on his body when he is promoted to the first level.) ）

The silver coin passed through Memila's bandeau with great precision, and landed on that bit of red, Locke's micro-manipulation was in place, feeling the faint coolness of her chest, and Memila's face flushed with shame.

Tavern flirting with maids happens from time to time, big cases are rare, small movements are still constant, Memila has been eaten a lot of tofu, but this is the first time I have encountered such an 'accident' as today.

Memira didn't believe that anyone could toss the silver coin so badly, she just thought it was an accident.

"Thanks... Thank you....." Memira said softly, her voice small and ashamed, clutching her strange chest.

Holding back a smile, Locke nodded.

The little prank made Locke's mood much better, and when he opened the ale bottle on the table, Locke raised his head and drank the small half bottle.

Drinking little by little is not Locke's character, and when he was in the Kaidozi barracks before, a dry glass was his unique style.

"Camp Kaidoqi?" suddenly remembered his military career back then, and Locke couldn't tell what state of mind he was in at this time.

He is in his fifties this year, he even has a daughter, and he has experienced several heterotopes, remembering some memories of joining the army as a teenager, Locke is still mostly melancholy.

After Kane and Hans's families were taken to Flor City, the capital of King Faustin, Locke was specially assigned to take care of them, so they probably didn't need to worry about anything in the future.

But what Locke recalls at this time is the young and vigorous military life at the beginning, as well as the passionate feelings of brothers and sisters.

Promoted to the second level, the life level has been transcended again, but there is no brother who can accompany Locke, the stronger he is, the more lonely he is, and the only people who can communicate with Locke on an equal footing at this time are probably those extremely powerful second-level creatures.

There is only one second-level summoner in the Fusen Kingdom, and Locke, like Ashar, doesn't want to attract the attention of the local powerhouses too much, they are just passing by.

Ashar is not interested in communicating anything with Locke, she has a dull temper, and there are only a handful of things to talk to Locke in her daily life.

I don't know when Ashar came back from buying her experimental materials, and when she looked outside the tavern, Locke didn't see Ashar.

In the Fusen Kingdom, there are no people who can pose a threat to Ashar, Locke is sure that there is none, including the second-level summoner, who was obtained in the Ebison Secret Realm

The knowledge of the wizarding system has once again made great progress in Ashar's strength.

Locke is not worried about the personal safety of this master, since he has not yet come, he will drink a little more bar, accidentally recall the past Locke, and drink one cup after another.

I don't know how long later, all four bottles of wine were drunk by Locke, and even the appetizers on the table were eaten by him, which was not enough to stuff Locke's teeth, so he pulled his throat, like other drunkards, Locke shouted, "Drink!"

If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, and Locke, the earth knight who doesn't get drunk no matter how much he drinks, gradually becomes hazy in front of his eyes in his memories.

A palm-sized dagger, pulled out of the spatial ring, made of ordinary hematite, with the handle of the worst linen, this knife carries all the memories of Locke's eight-year military camp.

From the beginning of mastering a good fighting spirit, Locke has tried every means to enhance his short dagger, but limited by the low material, this short dagger has only had a 'flame inscription', a 'forest bracer', and two magic blessings.

Both of these spells were added to Locke by Angelina after she was promoted to the first level, and the two spells that were only at the level of an intermediate magic apprentice were as ridiculous as toys in Locke's hands.

But Locke's focus is not on the strength of the dagger, but on the meaning it represents.

"Sister......" Looking at the circle of linen at the hilt, Locke seemed to smell Leah's body fragrance.

Bottle after bottle, and as it darkened, more and more empty bottles were placed in front of Locke's table.

"How can that man drink so much?"

"Who knows? Adventurers, perhaps. ”

"Adventurer?!"

"It's not like a great summoner, it's a knight?"

"Possibly. ”

“......”

The noisy sounds around gradually rose, which made Locke, who was not drunk in his body but half drunk in his heart, quite unhappy.

"Hmph!" a cold snort with strong spiritual power came out, causing the other customers in the tavern to flee in panic.

As a clerk, Meimira and the others were also scared enough, Locke just now was not the ability that ordinary people should have.

"Do you want anything else to drink?" asked Memila, who had been entertaining Locke all afternoon.

"Three more bottles of ale. Glancing at the pale Memira, Locke said.

"Well... Okay, you wait. Memira hurried to the counter to bring Locke a drink.

It was already completely dark, and the pedestrians walking around the street were becoming scarcer, but the Tavern of the Rose Flower still shimmered with candles.

Dressed in a black robe, Ashar walked into the tavern, and the first thing he saw was Locke, who was full of alcohol, and there were probably a dozen empty bottles in front of the table.

"This guy. Ashar's face was a little dark.

"It's time to go, we need to go to the next Amonro City to buy the spellcasting materials I need. Ashar's clear voice came.

With the impact of a second-level magician's spiritual power, Locke's wine woke up most of it.

"Okay, okay, let's go. A cold sweat floated on his forehead, and Locke said hurriedly.

He knew that the smell of alcohol on his body made Ashar very uncomfortable, so he planned to wait until he went out to find a place where no one was, and then used his vindictive spirit to clear himself.

"How much?" Locke walked over to the counter and asked Memila at the counter, the little girl had been serving Locke all afternoon.

"One Hundred ...... One hundred and seventy-five silver coins......" Memila stammered, and Locke drank all the fine wines,

The price is already fair.

Without frowning, Locke shoved two gold coins into Memila's hand and left the tavern with Ashar.

After Locke left, Memila breathed a sigh of relief, this person was not good-looking, he didn't expect that just a cold snort would be so powerful, and the black-robed woman Memila was also a little scared, from Ashar's body, Memira smelled the smell of danger.

"Memila, you've made a lot of money this time, no, you have to give us benefits. Ruby's voice next to her pulled Memila back from her messy thoughts.

"Yes, we have to be given benefits. Vani also joined in the fun.

Not only the two of them, but also several other maids present in the tavern laughed and laughed.

The high-end liquor that Locke consumed brought to Memila nearly five silver coins, which was only a small head, and Locke had given her two gold coins just now.

Excluding the cost of drinking, there are twenty-five silver coins left, all of which can be tipped by Memila, how can this group of little girls not be excited.

For Memira today, twenty-five silver coins are a lot of money.

Although she can't repay the debts owed by her family, she can at least pay off some of them, and it can make her and her father's life better.

"I'll give you a favor, but can you please don't tell my dad about this money, I'm afraid he'll come to drink on credit again." Memira pleaded to her companions.

"Don't worry, we will never say it to others. Ruby laughed.

They didn't really ask Memila for benefits, they all knew Memila's family background, and the reason why they said this was just to make Memila feel at ease with the money.

"Is the shop cleaned? Don't you want to get paid yet!" upstairs, the skinny bamboo pole-like boss shouted at a group of maids as he walked down the stairs.

Hearing this, a few little girls hurriedly turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.

Seeing Memila hand over the gold coins to herself, the boss nodded with satisfaction, he was shrewd and harsh, but he definitely did not owe his wages, nor did he exploit these underage girls.

"Here, you deserve it. The boss tossed Memira a bag of money with thirty silver coins in it.

"Thank you, boss!" Memila had tears in her eyes.

"Well, let's go to work. The boss sat down at the counter, changed into a comfortable position, and began to liquidate today's earnings.

He also saw Locke's horror, if ordinary people scared away so many customers, the boss would have sent his thugs down to ask for compensation, but today not only was he scared enough, but even the gang of thugs were scared like quails.

He knew that it was an iron plate and could not be kicked, so he let it go.

And Locke didn't affect his business much, just Locke's consumption alone was almost the top of the tavern's turnover in a day.

"When did Evra City have such a number one. The boss shook his head.

The first place that Memira cleaned up was where Locke was located, and for Memila, Locke was the great benefactor she met today.

"Huh, what is this?" Under a pile of bottles, a short dagger with a reddish glimmer caught Memila's attention.

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Today, it is almost 14,000 words, not only for the grandmaster star value of the readers of 'jiangboaa129', but also for all the readers who support this book for the Spring Festival is approaching.

Plus should last a week, I will try to burst the liver, here I wish you all a happy Chinese New Year's Eve!

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