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Chapter 273 South Wind Valley
Brupito.

A border town south of the Free City Federation.

The Free City Federation, a force south of the Eastern Wilds.

It is more like a loose alliance than a force, consisting of several cities combined together.

Defend their respective autonomy.

This has led to the order in this area being more chaotic than in other countries.

They have their own unique set of rules.

And in this city.

There is a newly opened pub.

The signature beer is naturally the classic Dwarf Beer.

This kind of sign has appeared frequently since ancient times, but most of them are fake.

But now this tavern is doing pretty good business because there are real dwarves inside.

The beer sold is indeed of suitable taste and price.

This tavern is called [South Wind Valley]

Compared to the surrounding buildings, this pub is quite conspicuous because it was opened less than a year ago and has been renovated inside and out.

The surrounding buildings look somewhat old.

Moreover, the location is at the end of the city's commercial street, so the geographical location is pretty good.

Vasily, dressed in simple and plain clothes, pushed open the door of the tavern and walked in.

The moment the door opened, noisy sounds came out from inside.

Faced with the new customers, the noisy drinkers at the tables inside did not turn around.

Only the bartender at the bar turned around and took a look.

Walked all the way over and sat down at the bar.

"What would you like?" asked the bartender.

"A great bundle of mountain songs."

"It looks like you're very thirsty." The bartender smiled and took a full glass from a large cup that was half the length of his forearm.

On this slightly hot day, there was a faint chill coming from the cup.

Apparently, the beer barrels have some magical effect that keeps the beer inside refrigerated.

This is one of the reasons why this pub is so popular.

"Hiss~"

With a big gulp of cold beer.

Vasily made a sound of satisfaction.

At this time, there was a noisy sound behind me.

Everyone in the tavern couldn't help but turn their attention over.

"Don't you have eyes? You damn pig." A burly and strong man frowned and said angrily.

He was wearing leather armor inlaid with iron plates, looking like a mercenary, and there were several companions sitting at the table.

The person he insulted was a slightly drunk middle-aged man with a half-full glass of beer in his hand.

"Oh, sorry."

He looked at the wine stains on the muscular man's bare arms.

"I'll get you a rag."

Unexpectedly, the strong man did not appreciate it and pulled the middle-aged man over by his clothes.

The moment the force pulled it over so suddenly, the beer in the middle-aged man's hand fell to the ground.

"I'm in a bad mood right now, you idiot Luo, this can't be solved by just apologizing."

The sturdy man said viciously.

Looking at the vicious look of the man, the middle-aged man was a little afraid and looked a little timid.

"Hey, I, I just spilled some drink on your hand, that's all."

The sturdy man showed a ferocious smile: "If you can't come up with enough to suppress my anger.

Then I can only move around.”

He raised his fist as he spoke.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was so frightened that he closed his eyes and shrank his head back. "Don't cause trouble here," someone at another table nearby shouted, causing dissatisfaction among the surrounding drinkers.

The muscular man frowned and looked towards the source of the sound: "Are you itching for trouble too? Otherwise, shut your asshole, or I will plug it up for you myself!"

"Hey! Just calm him down, he's getting to me!"

The tavern has two floors. At this time, a fat man dressed like a businessman at a table on the side of the second floor shouted down.

Just as the sturdy man was about to continue his insults.

But he found that the bartender of the tavern had come to his side without him knowing when.

The bartender looked to be a young man in his teens, with an ordinary appearance and not looking strong.

The sturdy man frowned and was about to say something.

But he saw the bartender suddenly reach out and pinch his wrist.

He was about to speak when he felt a sudden and powerful force on his wrist.

"you……"

Before he could utter a word, a powerful force forced him to shut up and resist, but he did not object.

The bartender just looked at him with a smile and pried his hands apart without any hindrance.

The middle-aged man was let go.

"Thank you! Thank you!" He thanked the bartender repeatedly.

"That's right. We can't let our customers be in danger in our store, right?" said the bartender with a smile.

Then he placed the clean towel in his other hand on the hand he was holding.

"Wipe this on your guest."

The sturdy man's companions stood up one after another.

The bartender let go of his hand after he finished speaking.

The sturdy man pulled his hand back and looked at the deep red mark on his wrist.

The other hand stopped his companion.

"Let's go." He just said that.

Then he led his men to the door.

The bartender's voice came from behind: "You haven't paid yet, customer."

A silver coin was thrown towards him viciously, and there was even a sound of it cutting through the air.

But the bartender held it firmly.

The only sound that followed was the door closing.

Seeing that the atmosphere was no longer lively, the guests in the pub returned to their seats.

"Oh, what a pity! I thought he was so angry that he would fight." A guest shook his head with some regret.

His companions couldn't help but laugh at him as they looked at him: "You want to see someone as stupid as you were before, so you can feel better."

"Hey, didn't we agree not to talk about this?"

The familiar drinkers around couldn't help but laugh.

The reason why this pub has so many customers is because the security here is guaranteed enough.

Whether it is a chef or a bartender, they all have powerful forces.

This is why there are many merchants discussing business on the second floor of the tavern.

Accommodation here is also more expensive than other places.

"There's trouble again." Vasily said after taking another sip of beer.

The bartender had come back and shrugged helplessly.

"Who says it isn't? There are always new customers."

After saying that, he looked at Vasily and asked, "How's your work going?"

"I found a little, but not much. It's a little troublesome and will take some time."

Hear this.

The bartender smiled slightly and nodded, saying, "Then be careful, there aren't many people here."

"Haha, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)