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Chapter 264 0263: Tavern

The perspective returns to Ken's side.

When they pushed open the scratched wooden door, the noise and the smell of wine came, someone shouted to order wine, gold coins and various equivalents fell on the top of the bar, and then the waiter in bright clothes would appear with a glass of wine in front of them.

"Oh, it won't be cold, will it?"

Lanz just shook his head.

He is a beast of Kulumbona, born to resist freezing and beating, but he never thought that a girl who seemed weak and shy could also resist the severe cold of the northern border.

The temperature in the room is actually not low.

The charcoal fire of the furnace is very high, and the surrounding ground cages are also filled with crushed molten stones, and shops of this size are often high-consumption places.

Ken noticed that the service staff around him were excellent.

They are not as reckless as the natives of the northern border, but rather elegant, their movements are crisp, fast and quiet, and they will never increase their sense of self-existence too much.

The tavern is supported by a dozen logs, and there is a duel field in the center.

But now it is occupied by several beautiful girls, dancing a very Palotusi-style sex dance, with a slightly heavier taste, which is unacceptable.

The apprentice almost leaked out.

Burke also watched it with great interest. He has an academic flavor. After all, cultural and entertainment activities are actually a reflection of history and can reflect the most real emotional needs of the people.

"Dancing very well, with a graceful figure."

Mag looked at it generously, without shy away.

She is a straightforward girl, obviously the kind of practical person who can apply knowledge to life, not the idiot who is in the Norin library, holding ancient books and gnawing at random, and has never even left the city gate of Xiongdu. .

Langmingway sighed.

He sometimes felt that his younger sister should learn to cover up, but he also felt that this kind of straightforward character was the best McGonagall.

The female scholar turned around and made fun of Ken.

She smiled and said: "Since Mr. Maharu is a mercenary, he must enjoy this kind of extravagant occasion, and he just got such a rich booty, why not invite a few ladies to exchange information about Ambera Ice Port. "

"Hey, Meg."

Lang Mingwei frowned and reached out to grab her neck.

He took his sister to the most inconspicuous corner like capturing a wild animal cub.

The desktop is fairly clean.

Ken wanted to remind something, but Lowndes had already slumped down on the stool.

He withdrew his hand, pursed his lips, and wiped the wood with the cloth he picked up.

Langmingway carried cloth to bind the wound, and cleaned the seat for his sister.

Burke had apprentices to help, and the little guy wiped absently while brushing the dancing women.

Only then did Lanz stand up thoughtfully.

He saw the brown and black stains on it, and immediately made a sound of annoyance and disgust.

Ken called the waiter and ordered a few glasses of low-alcohol fermented rice.

Langmingway was watching his every move. To be honest, judging from his conversation and his understanding of the drinks in the northern border-Maharu really looked like a mercenary leader who had traveled all over the Usua continent.

"What to eat?" he asked.

Ken glanced at Captain Dragon Knight and shrugged his shoulders. Instead of looking at the menu, he ordered two portions of the beast's barbecue, especially asking for a traveler's spice that only gourmets know.

Langmingway nodded secretly.

He gradually dispelled his doubts.

Ken didn't say much, after all, he had heard all this knowledge from Quinny before he left.

He took focused studies into consideration for the social situations that might arise.

That night by the fireplace was still very fulfilling.

McGonagall leaned on her brother.

She dared to break into the cold and dangerous northern border alone, except to explore the ruins and yearn for the world outside Xiongdu...

In fact, there is still the idea of ​​seeing my brother quietly once.

Looking at the increasingly rich drinks and food on the table, she also felt that she hadn't enjoyed food for a long time.

But suddenly found that Ken in front of him was still quietly looking at the middle area from the corner of his eye.

Ken is the Horde banner.

Young and energetic.

The girls in Thornton Kaya, both newcomers and women who stayed, used to gossip about his relationship problems.

Among the tribal coalition forces, many huntresses have publicly stated:

Ken is the fantasy object of countless women, and even privately auctioned off a chance to break into the men's bathhouse. I heard that the amount was huge, and in the end it even alarmed the city's battle flag, so it was stopped urgently.

The duel between Ken and Hume at the barracks.

The ladies in the tribe often communicate with each other when they are working, and every time a new girl joins, they have to bring up the old things again.

The reason is simple.

Except for the stinky men and Joan, no one had seen Ken Bouvier with his shirt off and his muscles showing before this.

"Mr Maharu, huh?"

McGonagall raised her eyebrows, showing a teasing look, she said. "I heard that you are also a heartthrob among the mercenaries, why not extend an invitation frankly, we will allow you to take a break from your busy schedule and relax."

"McGonagall."

Langmingway reminded his sister.

"Look," Ken picked up the oak cup bound by an iron hoop, "Mr. Knight Commander is the girl's dream girl. I'm just a rude guy who collects money for errands. I don't have this kind of temperament and appearance."

Before setting off, Ken smeared his body with animal oil to cover up his original skin color and forge deeper traces of vicissitudes.

Langmingway clicked his tongue.

He said: "It's really ungrateful to point the finger at me. In this case, you'd better live a real life."

"Yeah yeah."

Mag jumped out from under the cover of his brother again and said, "I've found out, you've been watching eagerly just now, and it really is..."

"Ha ha."

Ken sneered, feeling speechless,

Although he hasn't been adventuring for a long time, and even said that he hasn't had a deep contact with this world, he has seen quite a few beauties so far.

Meg herself is actually pretty.

Joan is also very clean and pure.

If you want to talk about being gorgeous and making drunkards drop their jaws, Selina can do it too.

You said you like wild and tempered ones?

Siti Ethani can definitely satisfy your wild fantasies, and even publicly expressed that she was liked by Ken, didn't she still get rejected?

He is a man who will not be tempted by his appearance.

Ken turned his gaze to the center of the venue, and said, "The dancers are not even human. They are a kind of mountain monster, and they can squeeze out a seemingly enchanting skin."

Langmingway laughed when he heard this sentence.

He has been in the north for so long, of course he knows the rotten routines used by this kind of tavern.

Even the recruits under his hand once made a joke-wanted to use the military salary to reward some over-whitewashed female fairies.

(End of this chapter)