Zongman: Danmachi, Three Skills At The Beginning

In the tavern, the noisy orcs stepped on the chairs and scolded each other non-stop, and there were booing human adventurers sitting in the mansion and watching the show with a smile.

The bold dwarves held wooden wine cups that were bigger than fists and fought with others one after another. Their faces were flushed and they hiccupped and refused to admit defeat.

Sitting at the bar, a goblin in a cloak drank clear wheat wine, watching with a sullen face and cold eyes.

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

Grinning, he walked to the row of high stools in front of the bar, found a seat and sat down.

"Boss, let's drink your signature."

Facing the new guests, he swiftly offered a glass of bright red glossy mead and put it heavily in front of him with a "boom", and the laughing dwarf boss with a trembling beard greeted loudly:

"First time?"

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

"Yeah, it's my first time here!"

Not to mention, the wine here not only has a strong cyanotic taste, but also has a kind of sweet stream woven in it, which makes people have endless aftertaste.

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

"Hey, my tavern has a good reputation among adventurers, you are lucky."

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

"It's very delicious, and the owner's craftsmanship is great."

"Nowadays, adventurers who can talk like this are rare. If those bastards who make trouble with me every day are half as sweet as you, tell me what you want to know."

"..."

Should he be called the tavern owner? These old fritters who have been around for a long time are all good people.

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

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

The dwarf boss stopped what he was doing, looked at him with a little surprise, and smiled with his ragged teeth.

"Could it be possible for you kid... There is no family yet? Speaking of which, it is indeed very good, in various senses. But, the requirements for joining the group are very strict. After all, it is [Loki's family], do you have confidence in yourself?"

Hearing this, Flon 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. Anyway, it's no secret. Their residence is at the northernmost end of the North District. Walking from North Avenue to the Eighth District, the most conspicuous building is there."

Flon raised an eyebrow, a little surprised.

As if he knew what he wanted to ask, the boss let out a disdainful "heh":

"That's the [Loki Familia], who would trouble them if they have nothing to do? Is it too impatient? Even if most of the family members were away during the expedition, not everyone can provoke them. Thank God if they don't trouble others That's right. That's one of the two strongest families in King's Landing Orario."

Flon suddenly realized when he heard the words, yes! Who will make themselves uncomfortable? The dependent family is a big family, and most people will revenge wildly if they want to avenge their relatives.

He drank the remaining mead in one gulp, thinking about going back to rest early, and he had already heard the accurate information, and there was no reason to drink here, so he was about to leave.

But before he got up, the wooden door of the tavern was kicked to pieces by violent force with a "bang", and sawdust splashed everywhere came with a sharp sound of scraping and tearing the air. Flon quickly crouched on the ground with his head in his arms, hiding The beginning of this chaos.

"Maureen, you fucking dare to drink here? You have never borrowed money from me and never paid it back. You are the first."

"Damn Leiter, who is afraid of whom! It's your honor to ask you to borrow money, I'm a senior adventurer, are you afraid that I won't pay you some money!"

"I'll take care of you. It's only natural to pay off debts. Call me!"

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

Flon, who was squatting in the corner and taking a peek, looked at the flying wine glasses and plates, the brave monster-like senior adventurers, and the melon eaters who were holding wine glasses and booing. His scalp was numb.

Then he finally understood... the setting of what an adventurer is if he doesn't make trouble in a tavern.

Escaping from the chaotic vortex without any risk, Flon heaved a sigh of relief in the dark back alley decorated only with a few magic stone lamps.

"Your sister, this is too messy. No, I have to join the family quickly. I have had enough of this state of powerlessness!"

Rubbing the accidentally injured arm, he gasped.

"These bastards, hiss... Don't be met by me after I become stronger, I will smash your head."

He limped into the darkness, and returned to the hotel where he was staying in a slightly comical way.

Lying on the bed, facing the cold moonlight, Flon didn't know what he imagined, and fell asleep with a smile on his mouth.

Like the veil of the Lady of the Night, darkness caressed the majestic city until orange flames rose on the east side of the city walls.

Because he was too excited and excited, a certain young man with dark circles under his eyes packed his luggage and rushed out.

As for breakfast? Is it important to have such a thing as joining a family? Besides, as long as you join the family, you can have breakfast for nothing.

Concealed in his heart, Flon went to the base camp of the [Loki Familia], the "Twilight Pavilion" dressed in yesterday's outfit.

"Oh, the kids are all going on an expedition, we are so boring! Can't we have some fun? And those boring gods, who know how to play some low-level fun every day, have been the same for hundreds of millions of years."

A certain god squinted his eyes, and complained while wandering in the park in front of his house bored.

A head of red hair that looks like the setting sun is tied neatly behind her head. She is wearing a white shirt with six-quarter sleeves, black cropped trousers, and brown strappy wedge sandals. Her slender figure contrasts with those plump goddesses It seems, um, a little "humble".

But no one in the entire Olalie, including the entire heaven, dared to underestimate this god.

The number one troublemaker in the heavens, the murderous god who once planned to let the gods kill each other, loki, or... Loki.

"Alas?"

A certain god who was bored, seemed to have discovered something strange, opened his squinted eyes slightly, and smiled evilly.

"The child who went to our "Twilight Pavilion" has no favors on him, so he came to join our family? Hahahaha, finally don't be bored!"

When the words fell, there were only a few fresh fallen leaves left in place, but the person had already disappeared.

Flon, who was carrying the package, stopped suddenly, shivering suddenly.

"What's with this ominous feeling?"

Confused, he wiped away the non-existent cold sweat, pursed his lips and looked up at the only building standing in front of him, ready to move forward again.

"Yo, newcomer. Are you here to join our family?"

"..."

Are all gods so elusive?

Flon looked dumbfounded at the red-haired goddess standing in front of him with a stiff face.

"Tsk tsk tsk, is it human, or is it blond hair and golden eyes? He looks so handsome, and has an aura that we have never seen before. Although we don't have the ability to see through the soul of the nympho goddess, but...it's decided, you He is already a child of our family!"

Hey, hey, is it really okay to make such an arbitrary decision?

Regardless of the bewildered blond youth, the god named Loki dragged Flon, who was already in chaos, back directly to the "Twilight Pavilion".

The two passed by the courtyard covered with red bricks, and the remaining family members all cast curious glances at Flon.

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