Time passed and soon it was late at night.

During this time, the soldiers patrolling the streets of Liviato sent a message to Coral Castle saying that they would stay at the tavern tonight and would not return to the castle.

The tavern was still deserted, with only Livia and a few others in it. Mainly because other customers were scared away by the several large barrels of wine piled next to the two people in front of the counter. The tavern owner didn't say anything about this, and even hung a sign at the door to announce the closing of the tavern. After all, the two people in front of the counter had spent more today than they usually did in a week. As long as the money was enough, he didn't care whether the two would scare others away. After the two left, business would return to normal. After all, his was the only tavern in Kovag.

"Boss, another bucket, no, a few more buckets."

Will shook the empty wine barrel next to him, threw it aside and piled it with a dozen other large barrels, and shouted to the hotel owner.

"Oh, okay."

The tavern owner responded somewhat numbly and turned to walk towards the wine cellar.

Livia looked at Will and the tavern owner, straightened her glass, tilted her head slightly, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Although this malt liquor tastes strange at first, you will get used to the sour taste after drinking it for a while.

The wine in this pub is okay, but the food is just as dark cuisine as he imagined. He ordered bacon and broth for lunch, but he found it hard to swallow after just two bites. The bacon was almost burnt, and the bran broth was so salty that he had to drink several gulps of wine to get rid of the salty taste in his mouth.

"Will, what are you going to do next?"

While the tavern owner was moving the wine, Livia looked at Will and asked.

"Um?

I still have tasks to complete."

Will paused and said, his eyes fixed on the empty bottom of the wine glass.

"Oh, what other tasks do you have?"

"I came here to accept a mission, but I encountered a pack of prairie wolves on the way. Although I killed all the wolf cubs, I was also seriously injured and was rescued by a passing caravan. This is why I stopped you before because I owed you a favor."

"Um……

What mission did you take before?"

Livia didn't ask more questions on this somewhat awkward topic, but instead asked.

Will frowned slightly, but soon relaxed.

"I can't tell you the specific information, but it's probably about delivering a letter to a witch in Wuden Swamp, southwest of Korn Prairie."

"Ugdenbog?

witch?"

Livia murmured in her heart in confusion, paused and then asked.

"So how much can you get this time?"

"Oh, don't mind. I just want to ask how much the bounty hunter is usually paid. You know me, I'm almost a novice..." Livia waved her hand and hurriedly explained.

Will was silent for a few seconds and sighed.

"My reward for this trip is one hundred and twenty farongs and some potion materials."

“So little?

Obviously the journey is so long, and also…” Livia said with some doubt.

Will raised his hand and interrupted him. "It's quite a bit. Farron is secondary. The most important thing is the potion materials and connections. You should know that I helped the client wizard deliver the letter this time. Next time I can ask him to help make the potion. Of course, the premise is that you provide the materials and a certain amount of Farron."

“But, isn’t this a big loss for you?

What you earn you have to give back once you sell it, and you have to pay more.”

Livia's mind turned, and she said thoughtfully.

He realized that in such a cycle, the only one who made money was the person who issued the task, while the bounty hunter was no different from a tool.

Will lowered his head and sighed, raised the glass and wanted to take a sip, but found that the glass was empty. He put the glass down helplessly and looked at Livia seriously.

"We have no other choice. This is the only way we can get what we need. I am still lucky. Most other bounty hunters don't live past the age of thirty."

Livia nodded. He remembered the witchers in the game. They could only get enough reward to barely support their lives after completing the missions. Sometimes, not only did they not get any reward, they were even almost killed.

Over time, the profession of witcher became basically in name only, and was reduced to thieves and killers who would do anything for money.

Livia sighed helplessly. It seemed that no matter which world it was, bounty hunters or witchers were actually in similar situations.

"You two, the wine is here..." The tavern owner came over breathlessly, holding a large barrel. He placed the barrel next to Will, opened the lid and said with a smile, "We don't have that kind anymore. This is another, better kind. We don't have much in stock, but I promise you two will be absolutely satisfied."

“Yeah, not bad!”

Smelling the rich malt aroma, Will nodded and said with satisfaction.

The tavern owner smiled awkwardly, "As long as you are satisfied, it's just...

The manufacturing process of this is more complicated, and the materials used are relatively rare and precious, that... "Will understood what he meant.

He took out two more silver coins from his pocket and placed them on the counter, interrupting him.

The tavern owner quickly took the silver coins from the counter and looked at Will with a smile so big that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Okay, you go down first. We have something to discuss. We'll call you if we need anything later."

"well."

The tavern owner agreed with a smile and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Watching the tavern owner walk into the kitchen, Will turned to look at Livia.

"Since you've asked this, I'll tell you in detail about the approximate reward for bounty hunters, so that you won't suffer any loss in the future."

As he spoke, Will lifted the wine barrel with one hand, and the golden wine flowed out, filling his glass in front of him. Then he took Livia's glass with his left hand and filled it up as well.

Putting down the wine barrel, Will looked at the golden wine in the glass and smiled brightly.

"This wine is really good. I didn't expect this place to have wine of this quality. I thought they only had malt wine."

Hearing what Will said, Livia also picked up her glass of wine and looked at the golden liquid inside. Compared with the previous malt wine, it looked darker in color, and the bubbles and aroma were richer.

Seeing Will beside her couldn't wait to drink, Livia also raised the glass to her lips and took a sip.

The rich taste comes from the tip of the tongue, and the alcohol concentration is very strong.

Livia subconsciously raised her head slightly and drank it all in one gulp.

Is this strong enough? The previous malt liquor had no taste at all under Livia's current physical strength. It was just like an ordinary drink. It solved the problem of water and then there was no feeling. After drinking for a day, Livia and Will just blushed a little, but they were not drunk at all.

Even Livia, a layman, could taste that this glass of wine was completely different from the previous malt liquor. Livia felt that it had a strong and mellow taste, with a hint of rich fruity aroma.

Livia and Will put down their glasses at the same time and looked at each other.

"Hahaha..." For some reason, the two of them burst into laughter at the same time. While laughing, Will picked up the wine barrel with one hand again and poured the wine glass on the table.