Inside the tavern, the two new regular customers were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths. They felt dry in the mouth and their backs went cold.
The two of them quickly picked up their wine glasses and gulped down two sips of wine.
This bar was originally a place where many regular customers gathered. The two fat men were obviously popular with everyone. Many of the drinkers added to the description when their friend was telling the story, allowing the two men to understand more intuitively what old Jack was describing.
"Are you telling the truth?"
Hearing this question, the friend who told them what happened also smiled bitterly.
"No one wants it to be true...but...ah..."
"yes……"
Many people in the bar sighed and drank silently. After some people in the bar repeated the story a second time, even those who had heard it once had a deeper understanding of the matter.
This kind of horrific thing, in the current environment of the bar, is caused by the effect of hype and conformity. The repression and silence of everyone makes this matter more and more credible in their minds.
“Bang…” “Bang…”
The two fat guys who just came in put down their wine glasses and stood up.
"Boss, the money is here. We don't need the food anymore. We want to go home now!"
Seeing that the two fat guys who had just arrived were about to leave, their friends asked subconsciously.
"Noso, you guys are leaving right after you arrived?"
"What? Are you still going to drink and chat? Oh my God, such a big thing happened and you are here to lament? Those two businessmen have already finished their drinks and ran away!!! I have to go back and tell my family!!"
The two fat guys didn't hesitate at all, they just patted their butts and left, pushing the door open and leaving the pub.
This reaction stunned everyone in the tavern who had been silent.
Some things are often strange here. Obviously, everyone was still a little skeptical about this matter, and the two fat men were also told by everyone what happened. But seeing the two men go out in such a hurry, the people in the tavern became more anxious and more inclined to believe it.
"Boss, the money is here, I'm leaving too!!"
"Servant, pay the bill!!"
“I put my money here too!!”
"I'm leaving too."
"Noka, are you going to leave or not?"
"Of course, I have to go to my brother's house quickly!!"
"We're going together!"
…
The pub was empty in a short time. Naturally, the pub owner had no objection. He did not jokingly send the guests away and invite them to have another drink as usual. He just kept telling them to be careful on the road and reminded them not to talk nonsense.
Some drinkers who were not locals also left in a hurry. Some of them planned to speed up their trip, some planned to change their itinerary, some planned to check out of the local hotel early tomorrow morning and leave quickly, and some even planned to leave tonight.
The tavern waiter was busy clearing up the leftovers and wine glasses on the table, and collecting all the money left. The tavern owner stared blankly at the half-messy but empty tavern, wondering what he was thinking.
This scene usually appears very late in the evening.
"You guys, you can go home early after you finish cleaning up today. Don't tell anyone except your family about what you heard tonight, or you'll get into big trouble."
"Boss, is this true?"
The tavern waiter asked with some concern. In fact, several waiters from the kitchen and front hall were now at the bar.
"Hey... Just like they said, no one wants to be true. If you have the conditions, take your family and leave. If you have any difficulties, come to me. I will be here in three days."
"What about after three days, boss?"
The chef in the back hall asked carefully.
"I will leave here in three days. I have a large family and two young children. I can't afford to gamble!!"
"Boss, do you believe it now?"
The tavern owner looked in the direction where Old Jack and his companions had sat before.
"These two people are not as simple as they seem. They have really seen a lot of things. You may not have noticed that the bearded man who was speaking has a triangular tear scar on his arm..."
The tavern owner looked at his waiters.
"Others may not recognize it, but I know... it was caused by a dangerous weapon, the Fanglang Spear. Only the Wild Beastmen would use that thing. The scar must have been there for several years. They really have been dealing with the Wild Beastmen for many years..."
Several bartenders were frightened by the boss's low voice.
"Bang~"
The door of the tavern was pushed open from the outside, and everyone from the tavern owner to the waiters inside trembled violently with fear.
"Huh? What's going on? What's going on today? Why is there no one drinking in the Bubble Tavern?"
There were three people coming in together outside. They were stunned when they saw the situation inside. However, there were still cups and plates on many tables that had not been cleared away, which meant that they must have just left not long ago.
The three of them found a clean table and sat down, still confused about what was going on.
"Boss, as usual, three glasses of sparkling sweet wine first."
The tavern owner began to take out glasses and pour wine, winking at the waiters.
"Go ahead and do your work. Remember what I said. Don't talk too much to anyone except your family. What those two businessmen said was absolutely from the bottom of their hearts!"
Three glasses of sparkling liqueur were quickly poured and placed on the bar, but before the bartender could bring them over with plates, the three drinkers came to the bar on their own.
"No need to bring it over, we can get it ourselves!!"
The three of them really couldn't wait any longer.
"Boss, what happened? Why is there no one here all of a sudden? What were you guys mumbling about just now?"
"It's okay... drink your wine. Our wine is so good that people will never forget it for years. Maybe you can drink it whenever you want in the future!"
"So mysterious? Did someone here discover a gold mine?"
The three of them picked up their glasses and started drinking without returning to the table over there. They began chatting with each other, while the pub owner was wiping the table and tidying up the wine cabinet and countertops at the bar.
In addition to all the gossip and mischief that the three of them had heard, a large part of their conversation was naturally about the invasion of the orcs, and they also made all kinds of wild guesses about how the orcs would escape back when winter came.
The tavern owner wiped all the quilts, cleaned the counter, counted the money he had collected for the drinks, and just sat behind the bar listening to the three of them chatting.
"You guys...ah...I really don't know what happened to make you so comfortable..."
I couldn't help but say this, after all, the other party was also a familiar regular customer...
"I just felt strange, what happened, boss?"
"Hey... this is a serious matter, you better keep your mouth shut, otherwise something terrible will happen..."
"Don't worry, boss. It's not the first day you've known us!!!"
…
A fat man hurried home and told his wife about this horrifying incident, adding some of his own imagination into the story.
"Oh~~~Are you serious? The orcs are going to attack us soon? The Kingdom Army can't stop them? And there are giant monsters?"
The wife was a strong woman, but she was frightened by her husband and turned pale.
"How can this be false!!! Everyone who went to the Bubble Pub today knows about this, and they are all preparing to run away quietly!! They kept it a secret from me at first, and if it weren't for my good relationships, I would have died without knowing how!!! Let's prepare quickly, and it'd be best if we leave within the next two days!!"
The wife was panicked and hurriedly checked the valuables in the house with her husband, then suddenly screamed.
"No!!! I have to tell the old Gemari family!!!"
"Oh no!! This is a secret. I promised my friends in the bar not to tell anyone about it!!!"
"Old Gemari is my father's best friend!!! He helped our family a lot after my father passed away. He helped you marry me too. Can we not tell him? Where is your conscience?"
Faced with his wife's questioning, the fat man felt guilty.
"Well... well, let's go there now, the sooner the better!!"
"It's night time now!"
"Why bother about night at this point? Night is better!!"
…
Tonight, similar scenes are being played out all over the city.
While Old Jack and his companions were still worried about whether Gurian's method would work, this "secret" had already spread like the flu virus.
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