Our Dharma Masters are like this.

Chapter 35 Play it your way!
Soon, Marianne arranged a fairly clean wooden table for the group.

Large glasses of ale, platters piled high with roasted meat, and various fruit pies were served.

"Don't be shy, everyone eat as much as you like!" Gray waved his hand.

Zellier forked a piece of roasted meat and put it in his mouth. The rich juices overflowed in his mouth, and the aroma filled the air.

Moreover, the grilling was done to perfection, with a crispy but not burnt skin, making it truly delicious.

After finishing a piece of meat and taking a big gulp of ale, the word "delicious" alone was not enough to describe Zellir's feelings at this moment.

He even felt a sense of exhilaration, as if "this is how life should be lived," and much of the fatigue from fighting the monsters was relieved.

Marian, who was close to Gray, greeted the tavern owner and then went straight to Gray's side.

Gray laughed and pulled her into his arms, then snapped his fingers in another direction in the tavern.

Before long, several more hostesses arrived at the bar, one of whom, a petite redhead, sat directly on Marcus's lap.

Surprisingly, Marcus didn't refuse; in fact, he even teased her in a low voice.

“Your pectoral muscles are really strong, hehe…” The red-haired woman’s hand was already halfway inside Marcus’s clothes.

Zellier was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he understood.

Adventurers are inherently risking their lives, fighting monsters every day, and everyone needs an outlet to release stress.

Although Marcus is not a licentious man, he doesn't need to restrain himself either; he can have fun whenever he wants.

“Zeril, do you remember my promise to turn you into a man? Now it’s time to fulfill it.” Gray waved with a wicked grin.

A slender hand landed on Zellir's shoulder from behind, and the voice was so sweet and charming that it made one's blood melt.

"Young Master, how about I have a few drinks with you?"

Zellier felt a tingling sensation in his back.

She was a rather sweet-looking girl with rosy lips that made one want to kiss her.

However, Zellir repeatedly waved his hand in refusal.

"Uh...no need, I'm fine on my own."

"Come on, don't be shy."

The girl moved even closer, almost to the point of whispering, and Zellier could even smell her fragrance. "I will be very gentle."

“No… I really am fine on my own.” Zellier politely declined again.

In his previous life, Zelier wasn't the kind of Xiao Chunan who had never seen a woman before; he just simply didn't have the habit of acting recklessly in such situations.

"Ok."

The girl looked somewhat regretful. "If you want, come find me."

After saying that, she gently pressed her finger to her lips and then blew Zell a kiss.

It's no wonder the girl couldn't forget him; Zelier's looks were indeed outstanding, far superior to those drunken old men, inevitably making one want to pick him.

As for Vales on the other side, needless to say, he completely maintained an indifferent attitude towards women and righteously refused.

By popular standards of beauty, Wallace is quite handsome.

His elven bloodline made his features more refined than others, and coupled with his serious expression, he had a somewhat ascetic air about him.

After a few rounds of drinks, most of the barbecue on the table had been eaten.

Gray was already feeling a bit tipsy. He took another big gulp of ale and let out a burp.

"By the way, Vales... what happened to you this afternoon? You almost got killed."

"I know I owe you..."

Vales was interrupted by Gray before he could finish speaking.

"Stop talking about owing each other anything. Have you forgotten what you said? On an adventure, we should support each other."

Gray waved his hand. "I've just never seen you spacing out during a battle before. Is something wrong?"

“It’s nothing… I was just shocked by the way the giant winged bats attacked,” Vales said. “Those flying bone fragments?”

“They are bone spikes wrapped in wind blades,” Zellier corrected.

"Yes."

Vales's eyes flashed. "Seeing the giant winged bats use wind blades to wrap around bone spikes and burst forth at high speed, this attack method inexplicably reminded me of my own class... Mid-level rangers attack in this way."

“You mean… a ranger who has mastered battle aura?” Marcus suddenly asked.

“Yes.” Vales nodded.

Among the three classes—Warrior, Ranger, and Assassin—the biggest difference between the lower and middle ranks lies in their fighting spirit.

If you don't know how to use battle qi, you'll never be able to advance in rank.

"You can still find time to comprehend during battle; you're much better than me. It seems that Blackrock Town will soon have another mid-level ranger."

Gray laughed heartily, raising his glass high. "Consider this an early celebration of your breakthrough! Cheers!"

He downed the beer in his glass in one gulp.

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses in celebration.

"Furthermore, I'd like to toast Zelier!"

Marcus stood up; he was also a little drunk and swayed slightly.

"Without you, we wouldn't have made so much money recently. I hope you can continue to work hard and become even stronger in the future!"

Previously, Marcus's team usually only took on ordinary missions.

You can clear out wild beasts, do some gathering quests, and at most eliminate some monsters rated "Easy". When you encounter monsters rated "Hard", you have to think twice.

Now, they have successively eliminated monsters rated "Hard" and earned more than ten gold coins from three commissions, something they would never have dared to dream of before.

"Respect Zelier!"

"Respect Zelier!"

The group raised their glasses together in celebration.

"You're too kind. Without your help, my growth rate wouldn't have been so fast," Zellier smiled.

Just as the atmosphere was getting lively, a frivolous whistle suddenly came from the side.

"Hey! Marian, you can't be so biased! Come have a couple of drinks with us too!"

The speaker was a bald, burly man dressed as an adventurer.

His gaze swept over Marian, his smile unrestrained. "We won't skimp on your drinks!"

Marian's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly regained her alluring charm.

She raised her glass towards the table of guests from a distance, "Sir, I'm really too busy today. How about I introduce you to an even more beautiful woman?"

"No, no, I want you to stay with me today!"

The bald, burly man walked straight to Marian and reached out to pull her, completely ignoring Gray standing to the side.

"Are you deaf, you bald monk?"

Gray spoke up, "Didn't you hear what Marian just said?"

Upon hearing this, the bald, burly man immediately became furious.

"You little punk, who the hell are you cursing?"

The atmosphere in the tavern suddenly became tense, and many people looked over there with the intention of having some fun.

(End of this chapter)