Comprehensive Man is Wrong, Start with Three Skills

　　Well, the atmosphere in the faction is not very friendly. The headquarters of "Battle Wilderness" located in the southwest of the city is really trying to get the goddess's favor every day. In addition, because of past experiences, these members are extremely lacking in love, and the goddess is the only one. The pillar of the soul, it is really the whole staff licking the dog, can't stand it, pass.

　　[Istar Family], all Amazon tigresses, there are dozens of lv.3 combat prostitutes, not to mention that they can make a lot of money by attacking dungeons, the key is that they also have side jobs.

　　Happy Street in the southeast district of Orali, that is their territory.

　　The revenue generated every night accounts for up to 40% of the entire festival.

　　A veritable "Grey Overlord".

　　To say that Lsp Fron actually wanted to join, but when he thought about the head of the family, he said goodbye.

　　[Family of Hephaestus], the most powerful forging faction, a local tyrant family, the main god has a perfect personality, and has the forging skills to reach the "realm of the gods".

　　The relatives are not bad for money, any magic sword starts at a million, and the high-end ones are in the tens of millions, not to mention the first-level armament sells for hundreds of millions of francs.

　　The strength is not bad. There are dozens of high-level blacksmiths with a minimum level of 3, and the head of the group is a veteran powerhouse among the first-level adventurers, a "cyclops master" of level 5.

　　This was originally the family that Fron wanted to join the most, but as a magic fanatic, he had to reluctantly part with it.

　　[Ganesha Familiar], 11 lv.5 big faction clans, with urban law enforcement power, basically and the trade union executives wear a pair of trousers.As the god of the crowd, God Ganesha is a very reliable god, but still, Flonn yearns for magic.

　　Therefore, the [Loki Familia] with the strongest wizards in the city is the best choice.

　　Of course the benefits don't stop there.

　　The [Loki Familia] is very united, and has a battle strength that is basically equal to that of the [Freya Familia], but the atmosphere is not as tense as there.

　　The entire family is like a big family. The Lord God has the feeling of a parent, silently watching the children from behind to pursue their ambitions and dreams.

　　And even an otaku like Frohn wouldn't feel uncomfortable.

　　Moreover, the senior management is very concerned about the training of newcomers and juniors, which is very suitable for the current situation.

　　In addition, the exploration of dungeons is also quite active, which is what concerns him the most.

　　Shaking his head, he looked up at the signs of the backstreets and alleys extending beside the avenue. After one of the signs of the [Golden Wheat Hotel], Floen turned in.

　　Although the old but well-maintained courtyard is clean, it shows the responsible attitude of the owner.

　　Such a hotel, even before entering the door, can make people feel good, and Frohn is no exception.

　　Pushing open the wooden door of the hotel, he greeted the fairy boss who was buried in writing behind the wooden bar.

　　"Boss, stay in the shop."

　　Hearing the greeting, the middle-aged elf with meticulously groomed hair and an old-fashioned look raised his head and glanced at Floen, and then said in a stubborn tone unique to their race:

　　"900 Farleys per night, how long does it take to stay?"

　　"Well, good night."

　　Handing over the few gold coins on his body, Frohn's mouth twitched.

　　The topic of money cannot be avoided in any world, so I felt my shriveled wallet and felt a headache.

　　"Your key, the innermost room on the third floor, don't lose it."

　　"Excuse me."

　　"It's nothing."

　　I wanted to put the luggage in the room first and then go out to inquire about news, but Frohn, who suddenly thought of something, raised his eyes and asked softly:

　　"That, Boss. Do you know of any pubs around here? Well, that kind of thing."

　　The man with the same expression seemed to be accustomed to this kind of question, and pointed his finger to the southwest without raising his head:

　　"The fifth district, the Flame Bee Pavilion."

　　"Thank you."

　　Stepping on the wooden stairs that made a "creaky" sound, I came to the third floor to find my room.

　　Opening the door with the key, Frohn swiped at random.

　　It's clean, it's the right choice.

　　After closing the door, he walked into the small space that was temporarily his own, and after placing the package on the only chair, Fron lay on his back on the bed, put his hands behind his head and took a deep breath.

　　The ten-day trip made him extremely exhausted, both physically and mentally, not to mention the first few days of crossing over, in order to inquire about the news and confirm the information, he had been saved by the claws of monsters that appeared by chance, which made him exhausted.

　　Now that I finally have a safe place to live, my heart that has been beating since I walked into the city has gradually cooled down.

　　"The Flame Bee Pavilion Tavern, it sounds familiar. Forget it, don't think about it anymore, just take a break and take a look."

　　Closing his eyes, Frohn, who wanted to take a nap for a while, slept until the sun fell and the bright moon was in the sky.

　　"..."

　　Looking at the unique night scene of the labyrinth city adorned by the prosperous magic stone lamps and the sky shrouded in black veil, Frohn smiled wryly.

　　"Are you too tired to sleep for so long?"

　　He wiped his face casually, re-dried his boots, tidied up his clothes, and put on his cloak, Flonn, and set off for his destination in the fifth district.

　　Oralie at night is even more lively than during the day.

　　The adventurers who have returned from the dungeon are craving for a drink, the merchants who want to cherish the magic stone craft products, and the main god who has been entertained by them.

　　Blacksmiths, pharmacists, healers, bards and prostitutes, on this noisy and lively night, the atmosphere unique to the city brewed by the professions surrounding the dungeon made Flonn completely immersed in this fascination in the commotion.

　　"is it here?"

　　This is the bustling alley in the Southern District. There are signs of taverns in this back street. Fron is now standing in front of the shop with a bright red bee sign similar to the [Familiar] badge.

　　Next to the signboard of [Flaming Bee Pavilion Tavern], there is also a warning board, which is written in red ink to prohibit drunkenness or something.

　　Frohn rolled his eyes and pretended not to see it at all.

　　As an adventurer, isn't it commonplace to fight in a tavern?It must be the case that this boss is trying to extort.

　　Nodding self-righteously, he stretched out his hand from inside the cloak, pushed the door and walked in.

　　"Wow!"

　　Suddenly, a lively atmosphere like the flying sound of bees in a hive rushed over, allowing Flonn to experience the noise of the tavern in another world for the first time. .

Chapter 3

　　In the tavern, the noisy orcs stepped on the chairs and kept scolding each other, and beside the booing human adventurers sat and watched the show with a smile.

　　The bold dwarves held wooden wine glasses that were bigger than their fists and fought with others one by one.

　　Sitting at the bar, the cloaked fairy drank the clear wheat wine and watched with a sullen face.

　　Everything tells Flonn that this is a tavern in a different world, a real different world.

　　With a grin, he walked to the high stools in the front row of the bar and found a place to sit down.

　　"Boss, have a cup of your brand."

　　Facing the new guests, he quickly brought a glass of bright red luster mead "Bang" in front of him, and the dwarf boss with a laughing beard and trembling greeted loudly:

　　"First time?"

　　Picking up the glass and taking a sip of the signature mead that is said to be quite strong, Flonn nodded:

　　"Yeah, first time here!"

　　Not to mention, the wine here not only has a strong cyanotic taste, but also a sweet stream woven into it, which makes people unforgettable.

　　The bearded dwarf picked up the unfinished cup in his hand and continued his previous work, while chatting with him who obviously looked like a newcomer:

　　"Hey, my tavern is quite well-known among adventurers, and you have a good time."

　　Frohn pretended to be shy and smiled, and praised according to the boss's words.

　　"Very delicious, the owner's craftsmanship is great."

　　"It's rare to see adventurers who can talk like this. It would be nice if those bastards who make trouble with me every day have half your mouth. Tell me what you want to ask."

　　"..."

　　Are you supposed to be the tavern owner?These old fritters who have been out for a long time are all human essence.

　　After complaining a few words in his heart, he put down the wine glass and approached the boss a little, and asked in a low voice:

　　"It's not a big deal, I just want to inquire about the location of the [Loki Familiar]."

　　The dwarf boss stopped what he was doing, gave him a slightly surprised look, and smiled with a jagged mouth.

　　"Isn't it possible for you kid...you don't have a family yet? It's really good there, in every sense. But well, the requirements for joining the group are very strict. After all, it's the [Loki Familiar]. Do you have confidence in yourself?"

　　Hearing this, Fron smiled silently.

　　He is a despicable outsider, so naturally he has a hole card.

　　Glancing at his unmoved expression, the dwarf boss shook his head.

　　"Well, it's a good thing for young people to have self-confidence. It's not a secret anyway. Their residence is at the northernmost end of the North District. Going from North Avenue to the Eighth District, the most conspicuous building is."

　　Frohn raised his eyebrows in surprise.

　　As if he knew what he wanted to ask, the boss gave a disdainful "ha":

　　"That's the [Loki Familiar], who would trouble them for nothing? It's too impatient to live? Even if most of the family members are not there during the expedition, they can't provoke anyone. They don't bother other people, thank God. Yes. That is one of the two strongest families of King's Landing Orari."

　　Frohn suddenly realized when he heard the words, yes!Who would make themselves uncomfortable?A family is a big family, and to avenge their relatives, most people would go crazy for revenge.

　　He drank the rest of the mead in one gulp, thinking about going back to rest early, and since the accurate news has been inquired, there is no reason to drink here, so he is ready to leave.

　　Just before he could get up, the wooden door of the tavern was smashed to shreds by the violent force, and the flying sawdust came whistling with a sharp sound that ripped apart the air. Fron hurriedly hugged his head and squatted on the ground. , dodging this messy beginning.

　　"Mo Lin, you fucking dare to drink here? You've never borrowed money from Lao Tzu and didn't pay it back. You're the first."

　　"Damn Leiter, who's afraid of who? It's your honor to ask you to borrow money, I'm an advanced adventurer, are you afraid that I won't be worth your broken money!"

　　"I'll take care of you, it's only natural to pay your debts, call me!"

　　In the next second, the real daily life of the tavern begins.

　　Frohn, who was squatting in the corner to take a peek, looked at the flying wine glasses and plates, the brave senior adventurers who looked like monsters, and the melon eaters who were fooling around with wine glasses. His scalp was numb.

　　Then he finally understood...the setting of an adventurer without making trouble in a tavern.