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"Look what do you want?"

Boss Gad casually handed over the wheat wine in a glass and said to Aaron and Alice.

Although he handed over two glasses of wine, his eyes were always fixed on Aaron.

Aaron took the wine glass hesitantly and said thank you, but he just put it in front of him and did not drink it in one gulp.

In a place like Badibila, he really didn't dare to drink.

He was affectionate with Alice in the room for a while, thinking of Boss Gad's weird behavior, and guessing that Isabella should have left, so he simply took Alice downstairs to look for Boss Gad again.

This time, too, there were many drinkers in front of Boss Gad, but as soon as they saw Aaron and Alice taking the glass from Boss Gad, they left quickly one by one.

There was also a half-drunk dwarf who didn't seem to understand why. He wanted to sit on the wine table and drink again, but he was half-pulled and half-dragged away by his accompanying companions. The wine tables closest to the wine table They also all stepped back a few points.

"They are..." Aaron turned around and looked at the drinkers at those tables, only to find that they were drinking and communicating loudly as if nothing had happened, but their eyes were deliberately avoiding the direction of the wine table.

The few drinkers facing the bar were just drinking heavily, or sitting sideways and chatting with their companions.

"It's just a little unwritten rule." Gad casually wiped the wine-stained countertop with a cotton cloth and said casually, "In my place, there will be three different kinds of wine glasses..."

As he spoke, he stacked wooden cups, glass wine glasses, and bone wine glasses in front of Aaron and Alice.

The last kind of bone wine glass is extremely rough in workmanship and looks like it was made from the skull of some kind of creature. It has not even been polished and polished, and is full of primitive savagery.

"The wooden wine glass represents my drinker, while the glass wine glass represents my friend. As long as you are in Weed Town, any attempt to threaten or harm my friends will result in the loss of my friendship and my anger." Ged pointed at the ground behind Aaron, "There will still be a few scratches there."

With the bright candlelight above his head, Aaron noticed that there were indeed two distinct scratches on the wooden floor, like marks made by chopping or dragging with some kind of heavy object.

And the group of drinkers did move their seats beyond the first notch.

"I don't really want the conversation between me and my friends to be eavesdropped. It's just a small personal hobby." Gad showed a harmless smile, "So, this is not a weed. Everyone will know the precautions of the tavern after hanging out here for a long time."

When he said this, he said it lightly and without the slightest hint of blood.

But if you want to establish an unwritten rule in Badibila that is well known and accepted by everyone, I am afraid it is not as simple as he said.

Aaron couldn't help but look up and glance at the long ax hanging not far above his head. The smooth ax blade seemed to be stained with blood that could not be washed away.

"Of course, if it's a bone wine glass..." He tapped the ferocious wine glass with his scaly palm, "Then this person will be my enemy. As long as someone holds his head and shakes it, I will fill his glass with good wine in my presence, and he will gain my friendship."

"But I don't seem to recognize you." Aaron whispered.

"Of course, in fact, I didn't know you until just now, Mr. Aaron."

Even though his face was covered with scales and sparse hair, Aaron could still see the smile on Gade's face.

Aaron couldn't help but be startled when he heard Gade's words.

"Although I didn't know who you were before, your companions are a Hanging Sword investigator named Ron, and a noble lady. Plus you are from Algrant, well, to be precise, it should be Leiden City... As long as you pay a little attention, I think it is not difficult to know your identity, right? It just takes a little time. "

"Then why..."

"Your origin, Mr. Aaron." Gad glanced at Alice deliberately.

origin?

He means……

Aaron's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked around, and then he realized that there was no one else around.

"Don't worry, they can't hear it." Gad patted the huge wooden wine table and said to Aaron: "I specially asked someone to carve an inscription array on it that can absorb sound. No one can Hear the conversation between us.”

"She already knows."

Gad raised his eyebrows and looked at Alice with interest, showing a bit of surprise, "Oh, she actually knows about this?"

However, he then chuckled and said, "Ms. Alice, this time is exactly the time for you to enjoy afternoon tea. If you don't mind, you can go back to your room, sit by the window and look at the beautiful scenery outside the window and eat half a meal. Desserts baked by human chefs.”

Gade immediately said to Aaron: "If you are worried about your wife's safety, there is no need. In the Weed Tavern, no one has dared to cause trouble for a long time."

Alice, who was shrouded in the shadow of the cloak, pursed her lips and didn't explain anything. She stood up and was about to leave, but Aaron held her back: "I think she can stay."

"This is for your own good, and for her own good, Mr. Aaron, there are some things that the fewer people know about, the safer it is." Gade clasped his palms together, supported the wine table with his thick elbows, and said with a slight warning. Said.

"I'll go back first," Alice whispered, "Boss Gad is right."

She didn't wait for Aaron to explain, and quickly walked towards the darkness behind the wine bar.

Aaron watched the waiter responsible for welcoming Alice leave with Alice, and then he looked back and asked slightly dissatisfied: "What exactly do you want to tell me?"

"If I guess correctly, you are also a time traveler, aren't you?"

Aaron frowned and subconsciously looked at the ordinary-looking dragon-tiger bartender: "Also?"

"As you may have guessed, I am also a time traveler. Let me introduce myself. My name is Ged Otedele. I was once a legendary archmage. Well, although I don't know many spells."

"It sounds like it's not the same world as me..."

"I come from the Skyrim Province of Tamriel. Well, to be more precise, it should be called the Skyrim Province. But of course, none of this matters anymore. I can't go back anyway..."

Speaking of this, Gade seemed a little emotional, and there were inevitably some complicated emotions in his tone.

"Can't go back? What do you mean? Aren't you a legendary archmage?"

Aaron looked at Ged subconsciously, looked at his angular muscles, and subconsciously moved the corners of his mouth.

Although no matter how you look at it, this dragon and tiger man who is all muscles does not look like a mage, but since he calls himself that, Aaron can only accept his setting.

"The gods I believe in no longer favor me, Mr. Aaron..." Gad glanced at Aaron meaningfully, "Didn't you realize that there seems to be no god in this world..."

Well, I will try my best to pay off the debt as quickly as possible, and maybe add one more chapter every day...

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Later, in the next few chapters after saving the manuscript, I will speed it up a little, and may first let the protagonist increase part of his power without destroying the integrity of the plot...

Well, the first order data has indeed collapsed...

I'll try my best to fix it...

Regarding the monthly ticket addition... QAQ, let me think about it again...

Leave the poor kid alone Orz