As we all know, Badibila is a very open and diverse territory.

Here, you can not only see goblins and gnomes that are rare in daily life, but also orcs and orcs that only move around the Kingdom of Lenofica.

Then, it is naturally not a strange thing that the owner and bartender of the Wild Grass Tavern is a dragon and tiger man.

Yes, that's right, the boss is a dragon and tiger man.

If it weren't for seeing it with my own eyes, Aaron would have really hardly believed that the tiger palm covered with scales could easily tweak the small glass wine glass.

Unlike the brown and yellow velvet on the body of ordinary tigers, Ged Otdley's body surface is full of dark red scales, and only a few areas have slightly sparse hair.

He stood in the noise that was often heard in the tavern, wearing a thick linen shirt, with amber eyes looking at Aaron and the other two without emotion, and poured a small glass of light yellow wheat wine for a half-orc with a short-handled axe on the side.

Behind him was a wall of wine racks, with many wine bottles placed in a wide variety of colors and shapes, ranging from wooden bottles, ceramics, glass and other materials. There was even a skull like some unknown creature, which was placed in a relatively conspicuous position.

"Welcome to the Wild Grass Tavern." As the boss, he did not seem to have the service attitude of his employees. He just greeted him lukewarmly, which was more like a process-based response.

However, Aaron still noticed keenly that Boss Gad's eyes clearly stayed on him for a while.

It was not until this time that Gad smiled, "Welcome to my tavern, friend, have fun!"

As he said that, he picked up a bottle of light green wine from the wine rack behind him and poured a lighter wine for the three of them. "This is a little gift for you, high-quality rum from Lenofica."

Although he said this to Ron, his eyes were still looking at Aaron.

Aaron looked at Gad calmly, looked at his face covered in scarlet scales, and then he pretended to look at the wine glass and avoided his eyes.

Why do you feel like this boss knows me?

Although wine glasses are made of glass, it is well known that in an adventurer's tavern full of mud legs and understory people, there is no need for high-quality wine glasses at all.

For example, Aaron could see these bubbles in the glass. It was obvious that the air was not exhausted during the firing process.

This wine glass seems to be a distinctive person. At least the clumsy orc next to him was holding a wooden wine glass, while Aaron and the others were a small and transparent wine glass.

Just as Aaron was looking at this small wine glass, he suddenly felt something was wrong, as if something was missing...

He looked up subconsciously, his eyes flashed past Boss Gad, and looked around, but saw pairs of people silently looking at their group of people.

At this moment, the tavern on this floor became quiet as if it had been released from the silence technique.

Some people were obviously raising their glasses to communicate, but the wine glass they held was barely lifted into the air and froze before they could collide.

At this moment, they inexplicably became the focus of attention of the entire tavern.

As if he had not noticed the abnormality, Gad said slowly: "I welcome all the guests here as long as he doesn't cause trouble." After that, he coughed gently, and the orc who was still waiting for wine on the side was as if he was amnesty, grabbed the wine glass and left the wine table without looking back.

Aaron chased the orc figure and looked at it, but accidentally found that the tables closest to the wine table were quietly away from a little, leaving a large area for no reason.

The three of them couldn't help but exchanged their eyes with each other, not knowing what was going on.

"It's nothing, it's just a little habit of mine." Gad smiled, but this kind-hearted expression was really unbearable.

After all, no one can accept a tiger grinning at him, especially when there was a long-handled giant axe hanging above the sky just as he could reach.

As an investigator of the Sword of the Sky, Ron had seen the world when he traveled around the world. He just felt a little stunned and responded, "My name is Ron, I want to know something special."

“About what?”

Gad's eyes moved to Ron and looked at it with great interest.

“About the recent big news about Badibilari.”

"A lot of things have happened to Badibilari recently."

"We want to know about the worm," Ron hesitated, "maybe more than...I want it all."

Instead of answering his words, Gad turned around and took off a few bottles of different shapes from the wine rack and lined up on the wine table. "What do you think of a glass of 'deep sea jellyfish' unique to the East Coast? Ten gold coins, from Agrant, I think you should like it. If you are willing to order a glass for your companion, maybe we can chat slowly."

Hearing the word "deep sea jellyfish", Ron's eyes dazed, as if he was recalling some scenes, but he shook his head nostalgic, "Boss, I believe in your technique, I believe in the bottle of gold-grade special rum in your hand, and the juice quality of the cold jellyfish at your hand, but we still have something to do, maybe a new bar."

Ged did not show any displeasure because of Ron's rejection. He shrugged and lifted a huge kettle from the side, filling the three of them one by one.

The transparent liquid was poured into the wine glass and the original wine was diluted in an instant. The rich aroma of wine became a little thinner.

"This is……"

"Purification water, Mr. Ron, water purification water worth ten gold coins is the favorite of the bartender." Gad took back the kettle and replied calmly, "Our weed tavern has always fulfilled all the reasonable wishes of customers. I think this should meet your needs, right?"

The black cat jumped to the wine table in one step, squatted in front of the wine glass, looking at the cup of drinking water worth ten gold coins, then screamed lazily, and stopped jumping back to Ron's shoulder, and simply curled up on the wine table.

"Well, cute little thing." Gad was not afraid of the black cat's sudden injury, and caressed the black cat's soft fur, then looked at Ron again, and glanced at Aaron again, "I just don't understand why the Hanging Sword sent someone over again."

Aaron and the other two had a subtle change in their expressions, and Ron couldn't help but lean forward: "What? Are you saying that there are people from the Hanging Swords who have been here before?"
Chapter completed!