Walking alone on the empty street, most of the shops on both sides of the street were closed, and the ones that still had lights on had their doors tightly shut. Hu Yong observed the surrounding buildings, comparing them with his memory of the Middle Ages.

After a comparison, it turns out that the buildings are not much different from those in the game, except for some differences in details, which may also be due to local customs and habits.

Going straight on the road, he arrived at a crossroads unknowingly. Hu Yong withdrew his gaze from the surrounding buildings and looked towards the road on the left. Deep in the road, there were lights that were brighter than the surrounding lights. He could vaguely hear the sounds of people playing rock-paper-scissors and chatting, and the clinking of cups.

I have never seen a place like a pub before, let alone a pub. I have been staying at school before and have never been to a bar. Now that I have traveled to another world, I must go and see what it is like.

Thinking of this, I involuntarily quickened my pace and walked towards the flashing lights...

"Old Petewall", standing in front of the door of this pub called "Old Petewall", Hu Yong listened to the noise inside, and this pub was just like usual, at this time the pub was crowded with people, and there were even two groups of people standing at the door.

Hu Yong hesitated for a moment, but decided not to go in. With so many people, there was probably no place to stay.

I didn't enter "Old Pitwall", but turned around and continued walking to the other end of the road. There was a smaller pub in front, and it didn't seem like there were many people.

I had just taken two steps when I heard a voice behind me.

"That's the Mamba Bar. It has a bad reputation and almost no one goes there."

Hu Yong turned his head to look at the source of the voice. At first glance, he felt that it was an unforgettable young man. He had short brown hair and was not handsome, but he seemed to have a unique charm, as if he had a strange magic that attracted people's attention. He was wearing a closed vest coat, the upper body was like a vest, and the hem was long to below the knees.

There was a wide sash around his waist with a sword casually hung diagonally on it, which was out of tune with the attire of his companions.

He leaned against the pillar at the door of the tavern. Seeing Hu Yong looking at him, he smiled at Hu Yong and raised the hand holding the wine glass to Hu Yong.

Hu Yong nodded at him, indicating that he understood what he meant. It was nothing more than that the people in the tavern were all bad-tempered. However, Hu Yong didn't care much about it. No matter how bad they were, could they be worse than monsters?

"Thank you very much, but there are no guest rooms available. I'll have to find a place to stay for the night."

The young man smiled when he heard this and said nothing more. He turned around with his glass of wine and walked into the tavern with his companions.

Hu Yong watched the young man walk into the pub, then turned and looked at the pub on the corner called Mamba.

I just want to find a place to rest. I hope this pub is not too bad, otherwise I will have to sleep on the street.

Take a deep breath and continue walking towards the Mamba Snake Tavern.

When I walked into the tavern, the lights were dim and there was a strange smell in the air. There were not many people in the tavern hall. There was only the hotel owner sitting on a wooden barrel, three men dressed as soldiers sitting in the corner talking about something, a few ferocious-looking thugs drinking, and two women who looked like tavern staff sitting at a table next to the stairs.

Hu Yong walked to the counter, and the tavern owner raised his head from the wooden barrel full of pickled cucumbers and looked at Hu Yong.

Hu Yong stood motionless in front of the counter, looking at the tavern owner in silence.

After staring at each other for a moment, it was the tavern owner who spoke first.

"What do you want?"

"Just some wine."

Hu Yong said coldly. He vaguely felt that there was a disgusting aura from the tavern owner.

The innkeeper wiped his hands on his cloth apron, took a jug of wine from under the counter and filled the earthenware glass with it.

Hu Yong took off his coat and put it on the table next to the counter. When he took off the coat, everyone looked over. Before, because of the dim light, no one noticed that he was carrying two swords.

This is nothing strange. In this world, almost everyone who walks outside carries a weapon with them.

But basically, few people carry the sword on their backs like a bow and quiver like Hu Yong. It is not as easy to draw out as putting it on the waist, let alone two swords.

After taking off his coat, Hu Yong did not sit down at the table in front of the counter. He still stood in front of the counter, staring at the tavern owner, raised his glass and took a sip of wine, feeling the taste of the wine.

This should be a kind of fruit wine, with an average taste and a bit bitter.

"I'm looking for a place to stay overnight. Can I get a guest room?"

“There are no rooms available.”

The hotel owner muttered and stared at the counter, as if expressing his dissatisfaction with the guest Hu Yong.

"Go to Old Pittwall, this place is full."

"There aren't many people here, how could there be no vacancies?"

The strange aura from the hotel owner made Hu Yong feel more and more irritated.

"If I say there are no guest rooms, then there are no guest rooms."

"I'll pay for it."

"There are no guest rooms left, and I won't rent a room to a Northern Wilderness barbarian."

Northern barbarians?

Are you referring to me? Hu Yong was a little confused, but then he knew. Maybe he traveled to a village in the Northern Wilderness. The system's built-in accent should be from the Northern Wilderness, so he was recognized.

"I am not a barbarian from the Northern Wilderness."

The hotel owner said nothing.

Just then the tall, pockmarked soldier stood up and walked to the counter, his two companions standing less than two steps behind him.

"The boss said there are no rooms available. Are you deaf?"

The pockmarked man stood in front of Hu Yong and roared.

"Kovagr doesn't welcome the barbarians from the northern wilderness. This is not a place for bandits and barbarians!"

Hu Yongqiang suppressed his anger, thinking that he should not cause trouble in the city, so he endured it a little, picked up the wine glass and stepped aside.

The pockmarked man came closer and insisted, "You barbarians from the Northern Wilderness want to steal our adventurers' missions?

Go back to the North as soon as possible!

Don't throw your life away here!"

The pockmarked man's mouth was wide open in front of Hu Yong, and his mouth was full of the taste of beer and garlic.

"Did you hear that, Northern Wilderness Barbarian?"

"He can't hear. His ears are clogged with shit."

The man standing behind the pockmarked face sneered, and the other man laughed rudely.

"Pay your money and get out!"

The pockmarked face continued to roar.

Hu Yong really couldn't bear it any longer and thought about leaving this disgusting place.

"I'll leave once I finish my drink."

The pockmarked man felt that he was being ignored and waved his hands behind him angrily.

"We're here to help you!"

The pockmarked man suddenly knocked over the wine in Hu Yong's hand, grabbed Hu Yong's shoulders, and clasped his fingers tightly around the gap in Hu Yong's leather armor.

The two companions of the pockmarked man raised their fists and prepared to attack.

Hu Yong finally couldn't bear his anger in this situation. He no longer cared about the consequences of the attack. He spun around to break free from the pockmarked face's hand and at the same time used his right shoulder to knock the pockmarked face away, causing him to lose his balance.

The steel sword was unsheathed, making a crisp sound, and the sword light flashed in the dim light of the oil lamp...