The Path to Sainthood from Fairy Tail

"Okay then, let's go straight to the city hall... Wait! Did you say, the tavern?"

Li Xuan almost suspected that he had heard it wrongly.

He clearly remembered that Thor had just said that the mayor had difficulty walking.

How come we are in the tavern in the blink of an eye? Does this mayor do his job?

Thor nodded. "Yes, you heard me right. In the tavern!"

Nord explained: "This mayor used to be a brave warrior, until he was shot in the knee..."

Li Xuan quickly held out his hand: "Stop! Forget about that kind of reason. Just tell me what he's doing in the tavern? Is there still food for brewing in the tavern at this time?"

Thor pondered, "At least when we came here last time, that tavern was still selling ale brewed from low-quality malt."

Nord agreed, "That's right. Although that inferior ale has foam and a winey taste, it's very cloudy, and the flavor after fermentation is even stronger than the wine."

He added: "Indeed, that wine is not for human consumption at all."

"It's just that the situation now is worse than before. I guess they only have a few left at most."

Seeing that the topic was getting off track, Li Luoxing stopped talking in time and asked again, "What I want to know most is, what exactly is the mayor doing in the tavern?"

Thor said seriously, "Of course we go to the pub to drink. Can you give speeches in the pub in your hometown?"

"Uh... isn't this normal? Don't your taverns have bards telling stories or something?"

Nord admitted bluntly, "In the past, bards could still come here, but now, they've almost all gone to the more developed metropolises. Our area is too poor, and even if they come, they won't be able to make money. It's better for them to go to the big cities and find wealthy people."

Led by Thor, the three of them soon arrived at a tavern with a good location.

It was just that the area around the pub was extremely quiet. It might be because it was early morning and the drunkards who had been drinking earlier had not woken up yet, so it was so quiet.

Of course, it is also possible that the tavern in this place has run out of alcohol and is simply open for the mayor.

When he arrived at the door of the tavern, Li Xuan heard a very inflammatory voice coming from inside.

"Don't you all understand? Our enemies are those heretics who are still fighting desperately and refusing to submit to the God of War! They've actually gathered together to resist the process of unification."

"After barely holding off the forces of the God of War, their greedy and despicable natures were fully exposed, and infighting immediately began..."

At this time, Li Xuan and the other two had already entered the tavern.

What they didn't expect was that the pub was full of people. It was totally unreasonable for so many people to come to the pub to drink so early in the morning.

Moreover, these people did not look tired at all from staying up late drinking. They just sat quietly with a glass of light yellow liquid beside them.

It looks a bit like beer, but the color is a little different and lighter than beer.

In the hotel, everyone's eyes were on the bard in the center of the venue.

The bard has beautiful golden hair, wears green clothes, and exudes the air of freedom.

But in Li Xuan's opinion, this bard is definitely very rich.

After all, Thor had said before that the towns here were too poor and people couldn't even survive, let alone go to the tavern to reward the bard.

There are so many guests in the tavern today, and everyone has a glass of ale, it is obvious that someone is treating us.

As for who invited the guests, there was no need to guess. The bard who was giving a passionate speech was the most suspicious.

The bard continued his passionate speech: "Why is our life so hard now? Isn't it because of those people? In the past, this tavern not only had this kind of low-quality ale, but also whiskey, brandy and other alcoholic beverages."

"Without their resistance, everyone would have been able to enjoy themselves this time, instead of drinking this watered-down beer while I explain the truth!"

Li Xuan laughed out loud unconsciously.

Everyone around looked at them, and even the bard noticed the three unfamiliar faces.

After he saw it clearly, he immediately started laughing too.

"These three are new here. They look very unfamiliar."

Then he turned to the man behind the counter and said, "Boss, it's the same as always. Give each of these three warriors a glass of ale. It's on my account."

Li Xuan refused directly: "No thanks. What's the difference between this kind of wine and fermented swill?"

He slowly walked towards the bard and said with a smile, "You must be a follower of the God of War. I didn't expect you to come up with such an inflammatory speech plan. It seems that you have really been forced into a desperate situation."

The bard was neither hurried nor slow. Judging from Li Xuan's behavior, he knew very well that the person in front of him was not a good person, and might even be here to steal his job.

"Dear guest, if you are a listener, I would be happy to make friends with you. However, if you are here to disrupt the party, I'm sorry, I don't welcome you, and neither will anyone here!"

Li Xuan turned to look at the crowd and said wantonly, "You are just a mere bard, you can't make decisions for the public."

The rivalry between the two was so obvious that it was almost written on their faces that they were going to fight.

The crowd that was originally immersed in the bard's speech came out of their previous state, and looking at the two people who were arguing with each other, they also began to whisper.

"Huh? Why do they look a little weird?"

"What's going on? Are they going to fight?"

"Oh, Lao Mouzi's tavern hasn't been this lively in a long time!"

"Yeah, I heard there would be free drinks, so I came here so early. I didn't expect there would be such an exciting show."

"By the way, Lao Mouzi, have you increased the water content again? We can't even taste the alcohol at all."

"..."

Originally, the bard could stir up other people's emotions through words, but the effect of this ability was only temporary. If combined with the anesthesia of alcohol, the duration of the effect could only be delayed to the time of a dream at most.

He had just started, so the people at the scene quickly got over the impact.

Suddenly, Lao Mouzi Tavern became lively.

The boss behind the counter sighed, "How long has it been since I last saw a scene like this? Back then, the world was peaceful, all the powers traded with each other, and all kinds of goods were in circulation."

Soon, a big man with a red face put an empty wine glass in front of the boss and said drunkenly, "Lao Mouzi, give me another one."

The boss took it helplessly and said, "You guy, you can really drink." Although he said it sarcastically, the boss still filled the beer for the drunkard.

The white wine foam overflowed from the rim of the cup, forming an elegant arc.

The drunkard picked up the wine glass and took a swig before the foam dissipated.