The news that Anne was about to marry Jericho swept across the War Academy like a tornado.

The entire War Academy fell into a major earthquake.

Countless Anne's admirers cried and snatched the earth.

Countless people wanted to kill Jericho immediately.

But no one dares, and no one can do so.

As the future star of the War Academy, the youngest member of the Supreme Parliament.

No one can dare, and no one can touch a hair of his hair.

In fact, strictly speaking, he is barely worthy of Anne...

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This is almost all the thoughts that arise in the mind of men who are willing to kill thieves but are unable to make up for the situation when they numb themselves in the tavern with alcohol.

It's like a love-breaking whole city.

late at night.

An unknown tavern.

In the cramped and narrow hall, there was only one person sitting in front of the old stage and drinking.

It's almost closed.

This person has no intention of leaving at all.

He drank the fifteenth glass of ale and stacked the empty glasses together, as high as a hill.

But it was obvious that he was not at all drunk.

Because his sitting posture is still upright, the outline hidden under the strange hat is still clear and angular.

This is a very sharp man.

Yes, a very annoying guy.

At least, the sleepy bartender who is lying on the stage now hates him.

He really wanted this guy to leave quickly so that he could go home and sleep.

It's really, for no reason. Such a small and broken tavern is almost closed and she still stays here to drink.

What's so good to drink?

"Give me another glass." But at this moment, the guy raised his damn hand again and said a sentence that made the bartender collapse in despair.

Have another cup.

Drink, drink, you will die.

The bartender thought without any resentment and poured a glass of inferior ale and smashed it hard at the man's table.

The man seemed to have no sense of the bartender's anger at all, and calmly picked up the glass of wine and put it to his mouth.

And just as he was about to drink it, the door, which had been disrepair, made a loud and harsh sound because it was pushed open.

Someone is coming again.

This almost made the bartender jump up and scold his mother.

It's really a hell, I can't see anyone for a few days.

Today, it was midnight and there was a second guest coming.

It was a guy wrapped in a black robe. Under the dim light, the bartender could not see the guy's face at all.

He slowly walked to the front of the stage and sat down in an empty space away from the hateful stranded guest.

"What to drink?" The bartender reluctantly resisted the urge to curse, and said with an extremely ugly smile.

"Give me two cups." The black-robed guest did not ask for wine, but asked for two cups.

In the bartender's opinion, this is really inexplicable. Why do you come to the tavern for the night without drinking?

Looking for death?

Just as he was angry and was about to start swearing, the black-robed guest stretched out a hand and placed it in front of the bartender.

Then, ten real gold coins were revealed, even under the dim lights, and they could be seen and felt their shiny gold coins.

"Be clean, hurry up." The black-robed customer could buy half of the wine here, just two clean empty cups.

The bartender suddenly felt that life was not that bad. Today might be his lucky day.

He quickly took out the two best crystal glasses in the tavern, wiped them carefully with the cleanest cloth in the entire tavern several times, and then, as if he was afraid that the ten gold coins would run away with their legs, pushed out the two perfect clean cups and grabbed the gold coins hard.

"Do you want a drink?" The man in black took the two wine glasses and pushed one of them in front of the man with a strange hat.

The black-robed guest's voice was extremely low, making people unable to tell anything.

"No, thank you." The man with a strange hat did not take the cup. He drank the sixteenth glass of ale, left the money, stood up, and finally planned to leave.

"The long night is long, and meeting is fate. I still have half a bottle of East Island sake brought from Ionia overseas." The man in black robe did not try to keep him, but slowly took out a small simple bottle from the black robe and put it on the table, saying, "I wonder if you are interested, please drink this cup with me?"

The man who had already turned around and walked ten steps suddenly shocked when he heard the words "Taishima sake".

When the man in black robe said to drink this cup together, he had already sat back on the stage.

"I wonder what kind of sake you have, what kind of property is it?"

"This year's new rice is made by the girl's hands, and the cold spring water is made into a pot."

“Taishima is authentic?”

“Taishima is authentic!!!”

Laugh suddenly rang out in the lonely dilapidated tavern.

It is refreshing and heroic, just like drinking hard on a heavy snowy night.

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"Give a cup of wheat field watchman without adding any ingredients."

Same night.

Same tavern.

The difference is that this tavern is the largest and most prosperous tavern in the entire War Academy.

Summoner's Tavern.

Even in such a late night, there were still countless people who refused to disperse for a long time.

Lucian pressed a gold coin under his hands and pushed it into the stage.

According to previous practice, Joey, as the chief bartender of the Summoner Tavern, will definitely take the gold coin and quickly prepare a cup of the classic Wheat Field Watcher without adding any ingredients.

However, Joey, who is now the owner of the Summoner Tavern and the agent of the Fighting Club, the largest underground organization of the entire War Academy, has certainly put on airs.

Someone has already taken over his position as chief bartender.

A man with an ordinary appearance reached out to pick up Lucian's gold coin.

But Lucian did not let go.

"I want Joey to make a bartender for me." He said nothing to discuss.

"..." The new chief bartender was extremely hesitant.

"Tell him, I have some business matters and want to talk to him about, about, the Taylor Chamber of Commerce." Lucian certainly didn't know what he was going to talk about about the Taylor Chamber of Commerce.

He only knew that as long as he spoke out of the Taylor Chamber of Commerce.

Then, Joey will definitely come to see him.

Sure enough, within a minute, Joey hurriedly walked out of the inner room and headed towards Lucien.

And at that moment.

Lucian got up, drew his gun suddenly, aimed at Joey, and laughed loudly, "Joey, Taylor asked me to tell you, go die!!!!"

The last word death exit.

The extremely powerful light in the sky enveloped the entire panoramic tavern.

The night is also dim. (To be continued...)

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