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Chapter 14 Chapter 14. The Conspiracy in the Tavern

Chapter 14 14. The Conspiracy in the Tavern
Dawn Tavern gradually became popular.The collision of wine glasses, whispers of laughter, and the smell of wine and smoke are mixed in the bard's playing and singing.

Soluman Bronzebeard came out of the wine cellar, sat in the corner with Fast and the gray-robed mage, whispered, and occasionally yelled because of emotion.

They were arguing about whether Annan should be a mage or a warlock.

"This boy couldn't speak the Common Tongue a week ago, but now he can even unlock a mage."

"What does this mean? Magicians are never short of smart people. There are magic apprentices who can memorize an entire alchemy book a week in the mage tower, but there are only a few lucky ones who can become mages."

"One of the lucky ones gave up on himself." Soluman Bronzebeard mocked wantonly.Warriors and mages never deal with each other, especially since she is a dwarf who admires muscles.

"Shut up! Let's talk about Anna er... Annie?"

"Annan."

"...we're talking about Annan!"

"Then what do you think of him letting you out of the haze with just a few words?"

"I don't admit that I was released by him."

"You don't act like a rogue at all like a mage."

"This shows that the world's prejudice against mages is too deep. All mages must be arrogant, reticent, obsessed with cleanliness, and even excrete must be pulled out of their buttocks with channeling?"

"You look like a bastard from the chaos camp right now."

"Listen well, I want to show my lawful side." The gray-robed mage pointed to Annan who was wiping the wine table after the guests left, "He doesn't know the common language, but this is not a problem, a small spell can solve the problem. Assumptions, your previous assumptions are all assumptions, this boy is just a commoner with no background, inheritance and family."

"If this kind of person wants to become a magician, he must first become an apprentice. He is lucky, and the age is just right. He can sneak into the mage tower or become an apprentice for the mage. I can also accept him. This period of time is usually two to infinity years. etc. If he has extremely high aptitude, strong knowledge, and looks like a great sage in the future, he will be selected by a mage as an apprentice or directly enter the magic academy."

"But if you are unlucky enough to meet an irresponsible mentor, the best result is wasting time, and the worst result is lack of guidance during meditation, and the weird, demons, and evil gods wandering in the void and other planes occupy the magpie's nest .”

The gray-robed mage recalled something, and the shudder that emerged made him even more decadent: "So a warlock is suitable for him. You don't need to be exposed to the endless, selective knowledge, and you are as brainless as a warrior."

Although biased, warlocks are like warriors who can cast spells.

And one more crucial point - warlocks don't have that strong need for money...

It's just that warlocks don't have traces like mages.Although there are rumors in the Kingdom of Rakan that dream of miracles while sleeping, being struck by lightning in rainy days, awakening after reading ancient books, exploring ancient ruins and being blessed by unknown beings, these stories are spread because they are not common.

"Your words will be knocked out of your brains by a warlock with a staff." Soluman Bronzebeard said.

"I also think he is more suitable to be a warlock." Fast leaned back in the chair, his cuffs simply rolled up to his elbows, "He has a kind of exotic style that blows his face, and it's hard for everyone to hate him."

The bard came over at some point: "It's still suitable for a mage, his strong thirst for knowledge is about to squeeze me dry."

"You sound like an erinyes rather than a mage."

"Wait a minute." The female dwarf suddenly understood, "So warlocks need to awaken their blood, and what you're saying is that only mages are available?"

Several men glanced at each other: "That's what happened."

They are just chatting.

Back to business, Fast called Annan and asked him about tomorrow's weather.

Annan recalled the sunset glow he saw in the evening, "It should still rain."

"I heard that you are looking for a job recently?" He asked again.

"I need money to test my qualifications."

"I know Mr. Victor from the library. His bookstore needs an administrator recently. Maybe you can try your luck."

"Then my work in the tavern..."

"The library is open during the day."

"I'll ask tomorrow!"

"Why don't you just help him test his aptitude?" the female dwarf asked.

"You know what my happiest moment is? Kofi Annan was right when he said, 'The roses matter because of the time you spend on them'."

Annan, who was about to borrow some money from Mr. Fast, kept his mouth shut.

Back next to Martin, Martin who heard the conversation sighed and said: "I have been waiting for Uncle Hollin to tell me, 'Martin, we are actually rich people, and we live in this town just to test you, and now you have passed the test and will inherit us titles and treasures'..."

It turns out that this kind of thinking is common to all the world...

Annan thought he was the only one who thought so.

"Annan, help me write a runaway letter."

"what?"

"If Aunt Susan refuses to give you the money, I will threaten her with running away from home."

Annan was very moved, but just wanted to say that it was impossible.But it hurt too much to say it, so I used Aunt Susan's illiteracy as an excuse.

Soon after, the door of the tavern opened, and an unexpected guest stepped forward.Many fiery eyes followed the figure with a faint rose fragrance to the counter.

"This is the fifth time we've met."

The red lips of the wine lady shone coquettishly under the oil lamp of the tavern.

"It doesn't count this time, I hope it won't be in the bedroom next time."

Evelyn behind the counter looked at the wine lady, then at Annan, her clear eyes gradually narrowed.

"a glass of juice."

The wine lady turned around and came to Faster's wine table and sat in the empty seat.

"You seem to have some stories with our little guy?" Mr. Fast greeted with a friendly toast.

"I saw him twice during the two days you were away." The wine lady took the juice Annan handed over, "once as a miner in the haunted gold mine, and once as a groom in the stables of Sean's family. Coincidentally, I thought He's following me."

Fast and the gray-robed mage looked at each other in unison and fell silent.

"What are you plotting?" Ms. Meijiu frowned slightly.

Fast did not answer, pointing to Annan walking through the tavern: "What can you think of when you look at him?"

"I saw a little waiter listening to the bard's story with longing." Ms. Wine said emotionally.

The gray-robed mage guessed what Fast was thinking: "Do you still want to test?"

"It's never a coincidence that wherever our wine boss goes, he follows."

"Gentlemen, I'm sorry I didn't see you, Miss Bronzebeard." The wine lady gestured to the female dwarf who was only half a head taller than the wine table, and said lazily: "Should you tell me what happened before you tell each other riddles? "

Then the bard recounted yesterday's discovery.

Ms. Meijiu raised her eyes slightly, looking at the men who were seeking knowledge:
"So have you ever thought about what you would do if that boy really belonged to the Reeves family?"

(End of this chapter)

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