Chapter 473: Trouble in the Tavern
In order to make the plan go more smoothly, Shu Li and others also disguised themselves.
The Elf King rarely took off his gorgeous magic robe and put on a light swordsman's suit. There was an inky black sword hanging around his waist, which was the Sword of Bersugur.
Her usually loose golden hair was tied up high, with a few bangs on both sides of her forehead, making her look neat and energetic.
Shu Li stared at his outfit with her eyes wide open.
If he hadn't had a mission tonight and had to go out, he would have thrown the Elf King onto the bed.
With strong willpower, he suppressed his absurd thoughts, changed into an ordinary magic robe, and went to Helena Tavern with his friends.
There are not only adventurers in the tavern, but also local residents.
The townspeople glanced at them curiously before returning to their drinking. The three demon hunters, however, gave them a sharp, ungracious scrutiny. Noticing their ordinary equipment and average rank, they all shared a look of disdain.
One of the female orcs looked at them with great interest, her eyes casting a teasing glance at the Elf King.
Shu Li noticed her gaze, frowned, and deliberately turned sideways to block the Elf King.
The female orc scoffed. "Tsk, you little chicken who doesn't understand romance."
Shu Li had sharp hearing and was so angry that he gnashed his teeth.
His height has remained at 178cm for a long time, 2cm shorter than when he was a human. In addition, as a fairy, his figure has become thinner, but he is definitely not as thin as a chick.
This female orc is blatantly slandering him!
Seeing that the goblin was puffing up with anger, the Elf King poured him a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine.
Shu Li took the wine glass, took a big gulp, and suppressed his anger.
Morrissey smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, it will grow taller."
Sperian's height has always been a sensitive point for him. While his peers have grown to over 180cm, he's still hovering around 178cm. Now an adult, he worries every day about not growing taller.
Therefore, he drinks milk most diligently.
Shu Li blinked and asked expectantly, "Really?"
"Of course." Morrissey pointed with his fingers. "When I was 200 years old, I still grew 3cm taller."
Shu Li felt relieved when he heard this.
Fairies and elves are both creatures of light, so there shouldn't be much difference between them.
He is only 106 years old now. When he is 200 years old, he will definitely be 180CM tall.
Relaxing his mind, he held the wine glass in both hands, quietly spreading his perception and observing the entire tavern.
The tavern had just opened when there were only four tables of customers drinking. Two tables were of town residents, one table was of three people from the Demon Hunter Group, and one table was of six people from the Team of Light.
The townspeople sat in a corner, drinking and playing cards, with gold coins on the table, gambling.
The three demon hunter groups are a female orc, a male swordsman, and a male dwarf.
The female orc was tall and slender, with well-proportioned muscles and a proud chest. She wore unrestrained clothes that exposed her arms and long white legs. She had loose chestnut curly hair and a pair of furry leopard ears standing upright in her hair.
The swordsman was a young man in his twenties, wearing black armor and with a cold aura. He drank one glass after another, as if he was troubled by something and was drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
The dwarf was about thirty years old, with his hair and beard braided and hanging in front and back. If the upper half of his face was not exposed, it would be impossible to tell which side was in front and which was back.
The female orc and the dwarf were playing finger-guessing games while drinking, and whoever lost had to drink a penalty drink.
The dwarf lost a lot, and he drank the wine as if it were water, without any effort.
Shu Li seriously suspected that he lost on purpose.
In the pub hall, in addition to customers, there are waiters who keep delivering drinks and the female owner standing behind the bar.
The female boss was in her thirties, still charming and graceful. She leaned seductively on the bar, her beautiful eyes moving from time to time, roaming back and forth over the customers.
Shu Li extended his perception to the backyard of the tavern and saw a carriage parked in front of the backyard gate. Two strong porters were unloading the goods.
Not surprisingly, he spotted the porter who was called "ugly."
The ugly freak stood about 1.9 meters tall, with long limbs and a muscular build – the typical build of a swordsman. He had no hair, a prominent bald head, and a fitted silver mask covering his face. With his head bowed, the color of his eyes was unclear. He wore a dusty work suit and carried a long object wrapped in black cloth on his back.
That object was the sword he always carried with him.
He unloaded the cargo quickly and unloaded the wheat from the carriage in no time.
In contrast to him, the other porter was slow, taking a break of more than ten seconds after moving each bag. He would only move the second bag after the ugly guy had moved four bags of wheat.
Knowing that his colleague was slacking off, the ugly guy said nothing and worked silently. After unloading the goods, he carried the wheat into the warehouse again.
These are the materials for making wine, so we must not be careless.
The two porters were very busy carrying wheat back and forth.
Shu Li finished his observation and looked at Hector, asking him with his eyes whether he had also used his perception to observe the backyard.
Hector received his gaze and nodded.
"I can't tell."
The ugly guy has no hair!
As for his stature, the four accompanying knights were all tall and strong, and it would be difficult to tell who he was without standing next to him for comparison.
This really put him in a difficult position.
It seems that the only way is to cause trouble and force him to draw his sword.
As long as Hector forced the ugly man to untie the cloth wrapped around the sword, he would be able to tell who he was.
The customers have just started drinking and are not yet in the mood. After an hour or two, they will be almost done.
Shu Li can't drink much, and he gets drunk easily even when drinking fruit wine.
So he asked the waiter to bring him a glass of milk.
Milk can slow down the body's absorption of alcohol.
"This...we don't have milk here." said the waiter embarrassedly.
Who comes to the pub to drink milk? They're not children.
The waiter looked at the delicate-looking boy helplessly, seriously suspecting that he was a minor.
"Oh, forget it. Just pour me a glass of water!" Shu Li compromised. "And bring me a few delicious side dishes. It would be best if there were some bread or wheat cakes to fill my stomach."
Amanda reminded: "Bring more barbecue."
BBQ and beer, super delicious!
"Okay." The waiter smiled and took note, then turned to go to the kitchen to prepare food for the customers.
Shu Li touched his stomach which was filled with only wine and waited for the food to be served.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the next table.
It was the female orc who finished a large glass of beer and slammed the empty glass heavily on the table. Fortunately, the glass was of good quality and was not broken by her.
After burping, the female orc stood up, raised her slender left leg, and put one foot on the stool next to her. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she pointed at the dwarf in a drunken manner.
"If you can't drink... then don't come into the bar! Burp! Come on, drink more! Whoever doesn't drink today is... a piece of... shit!"
The female orc turned her finger and pointed at other customers in the hall.
"Haha! Who of you wants to be... a piece of shit?"
The townspeople stopped playing cards, glanced at him, hunched their shoulders and made no response.
They were all drinking, so they were naturally not within the range of the female orc's ridicule.
It was obvious that the female orc was deliberately picking on another group of adventurers.
Shu Li was just worried about not being able to find a reason to cause trouble, but the other party ended up knocking on his door. So don't blame him for being rude.
Just as he was about to explode, Morrissey suddenly stood up and kicked away the stool the female orc was standing on without warning.
“Bang, bang—”
The stool fell to the ground, the whole pub was silent for a few seconds, and the owner behind the bar frowned.
"What are you doing?" the female orc was furious.
The dwarf and the swordsman immediately stood up and glared fiercely at the ignorant magician.
Morrissey showed a roguish smile and turned to Sadler and asked: "Honey, didn't you hear the dog barking?"
Sadler deadpanned, "It's so noisy."
"Really? I think it's too noisy too!" Morrissey used to be a dark elf and had dealt with all kinds of people. Fighting and quarreling were commonplace for him.
The Elf King is born with a noble temperament, the little goblin is simple, Amanda is well-behaved, Hector is gentle, and Sadler is calm. None of them are suitable to stand out. Only he has full taunting skills, and when he becomes a rogue, people hate him so much that they grit their teeth.
Sadler is worthy of being his wife, and they cooperate well.
"Boy! You're courting death!" The female orc, already drunk from a drinking contest with the dwarf, lost her mind instantly upon being provoked. She whipped out the broadsword hanging from her waist and slammed it into the wooden table, roaring, "Kneel down and beg for mercy right now, or else—I'll chop off your head and kick it like a ball!"
Morrissey's handsome face showed no fear at all. He calmly scratched his ear and squinted at the female orc. "My head is precious. I'm afraid you'll chop it off."
"Damn it!" the dwarf cursed. "Lisa, don't waste your time on him! He's just a low-level magician, just chop him up! If his companions dare to help, kill them all!"
The swordsman drew his sharp sword and stared viciously at the blond swordsman who was drinking at the table.
Among these adventurers, only this blond swordsman made him feel threatened.
"Come on, who's afraid of who!" As soon as Morrissey finished speaking, he swung the stool at hand and smashed it directly at the dwarf.
“Bang, bang, bang—”
The dwarf was caught off guard and was hit directly.
"He XXX——fuck——" The dwarf's nose and eyes were suddenly swollen, and he was furious. He raised the sledgehammer to fight back.
How could Morrissey just stand there and let him beat him?
The figure flashed and left his attack range. Although the dwarf was small, he moved quickly and chased Morrissey.
Morrissey deliberately led him around the pub, knocking over the neatly arranged tables and chairs.
The female orc and the swordsman were not willing to be outdone. They picked up their weapons and attacked fiercely.
Shu Li had been waiting for this moment. He wasn't afraid of a major incident, but rather worried that the other party wouldn't fall for it. Fortunately, these three members of the Demon Hunter Group were all impulsive.
Amanda, disguised as an ordinary swordsman, rushed to the front and blocked the female orc's sword with a "clang".
Don't be fooled by his gentle appearance, he is actually extremely strong.
No matter how powerful the orcs are, they are no match for the massive dragons.
Amanda pushed the female orc away with a light push.
The female orc took four or five steps back, her lower back hitting the bar, and she had an incredible look on her face.
She had lived for one hundred and fifty years, and this was the first time she was pushed away by a human boy.
How is this possible?
The swordsman rushed to the Elf King and attacked ruthlessly.
He had a hunch that if he wanted to take down these adventurers, he had to defeat the swordsman first.
The Elf King remained calm, holding the sword of Bersugar in his hand. He didn't even draw the blade, but used the scabbard to block directly.
Shu Li, Hector, and Sadler raised their magic wands and pretended to chant spells.
Seeing that his tavern was about to become a battlefield for the adventurers, the tavern owner hurriedly said, "Dear guests, please calm down. Our tavern is a small business and we can't withstand your vandalism!"
However, the female orc, blinded by anger, turned a deaf ear to her words and continued to fight with Amanda.
The orc's pride would not allow her to lose to a human.
She had never suffered a loss in brute force, but today it was like kicking a rock. No matter how hard she tried, the opponent remained motionless.
Amanda blocked easily, pushing the female orc away again and again.
The female orc knocked over the tables and chairs around her, making a loud noise and causing chaos in the tavern.
The townspeople who were playing cards threw down their drink money and fled in a hurry.
The tavern owner looked at the chaotic scene with a dark face.
It had been a long time since any adventurer had dared to cause trouble in her tavern.
She waved her hand, calling the frightened waiter over, and ordered urgently: "Quick, call the ugly monster over here."
The waiter hurried to the backyard to call for help.
A minute later, the ugly monster and eight tall and strong thugs rushed into the tavern hall, surrounded the adventurers who were making trouble, and shouted loudly: "Stop——"
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