One Piece: Tavern of Ten Thousand Realms opens in Chambord Islands.

The red-gold eyes swept over the busy Rem, Ram, and the dozing black cat.

Finally, Thor's eyes fixed on Ron: "Can you?"

Ron nodded: "If you think this place is good, you can stay and work in the tavern."

"No salary, just room and board."

It's not that Ron wants to be a black boss.

It's because I'm afraid that Thor will look down upon...

She was much richer than Ron.

Dragons like to collect shiny things, such as gold and gems.

At this time.

Rem came over, stretched out his small hand and tugged at Thor's robe:

"If you are afraid of the dark at night, you can sleep with me or your sister."

Ram on the side also nodded with a smile.

A simple sentence, and a warm smile, seemed to melt the last trace of grudge in Thor's heart.

She stroked Rem's hair, and said with red eyes, "Okay..."

"Then let's clean up the room and bedding first." Rem said, then took Thor's hand and walked to the backyard.

Seeing this, Ron instantly became vigilant.

what's the situation?

How do you feel that Big Orange is set?

Suddenly, the system's mechanical prompt sounded in Ron's mind:

[Ding, customer Thor has finished talking. 】

[Ding, the customer involved in the confidant: Emperor Yan Yan, will visit the tavern in the near future. 】

[Customer Thor: Dragon magic, dragon physique, the host can choose one of the abilities. 】

Ron responded, "Dragon magic."

I have already obtained the dragon physique from Lukya before, and it is useless to choose again.

[Ding, congratulations, the host has obtained dragon magic, and now he is merging. 】

As the system voice fell.

Ron's mind was instantly filled with a bunch of things.

All obscure, complex incantations.

But Ron was surprised to find that he could understand it?

This feeling is like an instinctive reaction engraved in DNA.

Is it because of the fusion of dragon physique... Ron thought to himself, and began to delve into it.

There are a lot of dragon magic in my mind.

For example: teleportation, stealth, volume change, violent BIFF, etc., all types are available.

........

As time goes by every minute and every second.

Until the tavern closed, Ron still sat at the bar, continuing to immerse himself in dragon magic.

until late at night.

Ron felt a little tired, so he fumbled for a cigarette and lit it.

The smoky room.

A lazy voice broke the silence of the night in the tavern.

"Is this a cigarette?"

"I want to take a breath too."

When Ron heard the words, as soon as he looked up, he saw a delicate cheek approaching.

It's Rukya.

She hadn't slept, just sat on the bar with Ron.

At this moment, the distance between the two is very close.

We can even hear each other's breathing.

Ron asked, "Do you know how to smoke?"

"Anything can be learned, and smoking is no exception."

Lukoya took the cigarette from Ron with a smile, and opened her bright mouth slightly to hold the cigarette butt.

In this very quiet environment.

Ron could even hear the sound of "sizzling" saliva overflowing from the cigarette butt.

And Lukya is an unqualified apprentice.

The smoke didn't go into the throat. After staying in the mouth for a short time, the smoke was exhaled and floated straight to Ron's cheek.

Ron didn't hide.

Let the scent and the smell of smoke in Lukoya's mouth drown him.

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, and the breathing of the two became more and more heavy.

It was like the primitive desire that had been suppressed for a long time, just stirred up in the middle of the night.

"You said, is this an indirect kiss?"

Lukya's voice was still lazy but slightly hoarse, and her tone was full of charm.

Ron didn't respond, just pretending to be nonchalant.

But below, they are trying to suppress.

Seeing Ron was unmoved.

She smoked a few more puffs until the cigarette butt was full of her own smell before stuffing the cigarette butt back into Ron's mouth.

"Hoo..." Ron let out a puff of smoke while heaving a sigh of relief.

The smoke spiraled up like a billowing blue tide until it dissipated.

Suddenly...

There were light footsteps in the backyard.

Lukya glanced at Ron's pants and was slightly disappointed: "Forget it, I won't tease you."

Words fall.

The slender, plump figure disappeared instantly.

At this moment, Thor, who was wearing Rem pajamas, came pattering from the backyard with his slippers on.

Sweat hung on her forehead, her beautiful blond hair was disheveled, and she felt tired all over her body.

Speaking of which, it might be that Rem's pajamas were a bit small, and after wearing them on Thor, the puppy pattern on his chest became fatter again.

"Is there any water?" Thor asked softly.

Ron handed over a glass of water and asked, "What's the matter, what happened?"

Thor took the water and took a gulp.

Just now...she dreamed of a scene where she singled out the Protoss by herself.

The god threw out a ray of light, which turned into a divine sword and sank into his back.

It hurts.

But Thor didn't flinch, instead he roared at the gods.

Finally... Thor was awakened by the dream, and then came to find water to drink.

"I used to fight, in the world over there, my body was full of swords." Thor said intermittently.

Ron looked out the window and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Thor sipped the water in his glass.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore..."

"That's good, good night." Ron stretched himself, got up and passed Thor, and walked to his room.

Thor's eyes moved slightly, and the exhaustion and fear were swept away.

at last...

She looked at Ron's back, with a smile on her lips: "Good night."

Go back to the room.

Listening to Rem's subtle breathing, Thor closed his eyes peacefully.

this night.

She slept well and was very grounded.

.......

early morning.

Pubs are open as usual.

only.

In the tavern, there was a blonde girl in a maid outfit with a smile on her lips.