Tavern in Another Dimension: Getting the Elf Queen Drunk at the Start

Chapter 114: All Newcomers Had to Go Through It Once

On the way from the Imperial City, the two of them had made a lot of noise.

In the beginning, Milton really wanted to kill this brainless and dumb boor, but Hewlett was much stronger than him, and he really couldn't beat him.

Milton took a deep breath and muttered to himself, "Don't be angry with a fool!"

"The gray area in front of us is Rock City. But we can't see the city at all. What's going on?" Milton asked.

"Why do you care so much? Just go there and take a look."

Hewlett's words instantly aroused Milton's anger.

"Fool, can't you look carefully before you speak?" Milton couldn't bear it any longer and roared at Hewlett.

"Can't you smell the dense smell of the demons coming from the gray fog!"

After being yelled at, Hewlett straightened his face and remembered that he was on a mission, so he should still be more cautious.

Thus, he stopped and carefully sensed the aura contained in the thick fog.

Hewlett carefully sensed it. As Milton had said, there was indeed something strange about Rock City and the gray fog.

"It's indeed the smell of the Abyss..."

Milton's eyebrows were also tightly knitted as his heart sank.

Before coming here, they had never thought that a small border city would be related to the demons.

They didn't know whether their target, the youth named Alan, was related to the demon race.

"Why don't we go there directly? Or do we investigate first?"

Milton asked. Now that the orcs and angels had temporarily formed an alliance. Since they had the same goal, it would be best if they could come to an agreement.

"Well... Let's go there directly. I'm hungry. Let's eat in the city first!"

Hewlett thought for a while, but he could not think of anything. He only felt that his stomach was empty.

Milton looked at the boorish man in front of him. It seemed that he was useless except for fighting. It seemed like he was thinking, but in fact, his mind was empty.

While Milton was in a daze on the spot, Hewlett had already walked quite a distance away.

In Rock City.

The operation to deal with the gray fog had been progressing rapidly recently. The effect of the plants was much better than Alan had expected.

In addition to the gradual popularization of purifiers, the gray fog in the city had completely disappeared. What was left was the layer of gray fog that was covering the sky above the city, which was getting thicker and thicker.

However, if the fog cannon car was made, it would be solved smoothly.

Abraham felt that the air in Rock City was getting better every day, and the joy in his heart was indescribable.

After Wayne rushed to the capital overnight, the blacksmith shop once again shut down.

The tavern had been renovated. A guest room had been vacated on the second floor, and there was only one empty room left in the staff quarters in the backyard.

Alan saw Abraham running back and forth between the blacksmith shop and the tavern every day, so he simply let him stay in the tavern for the time being. He could go back to the blacksmith shop to take a look during the day.

Thus, the four demon lords of the Abyss gathered in the tavern.

The guests gradually became friends with them.

In fact, the demons were not that scary. Most of the time, they were just straightforward with their words and could be a little harsh, and everyone had found the best way to get along with them.

Instead, Alan became the person with the biggest headache.

"Abraham, Samael! Can't you stop playing! Come and help with the cleaning!"

The closing time of the night was getting late. Alan let Yupanki clean up with everyone after he woke up in the morning. He did not need to clean up alone until late at night every day.

It was just that this adjustment did not seem to have too obvious an effect.

Asmodeus never woke up in the morning, Samael seemed to never sleep, and he also never participated in the things in the tavern. Only Beelzebub had a regular schedule. He slept early and woke up early, which was basically the same as Yupanki.

Every day, when Abraham woke up, he would be dragged away by Samael to participate in all kinds of competitions, such as who was faster in making moves, and who took the shorter time to win.

Every morning, Alan's roar could be heard in the tavern. Every time the auntie in the snack shop heard Alan's energetic voice, she felt very gratified.

She had watched Alan restored the vitality of the tavern that was on the verge of bankruptcy, and she often missed the days when Alan's parents were still alive.

Of the four demon lords, Beelzebub was the only one who accompanied Yupanki to clean up on time every day.

"Just one round. Today will definitely be my victory!"

Samael would always give Alan a perfunctory answer, but this round would usually last the whole morning.

"You are all long-term workers of my tavern, why do I still have to work myself..."

Alan sighed helplessly. Every time he was rejected when he asked someone to do the work, he would feel that he must be an idiot. Otherwise, why would he invite so many masters back home.

"Alan, if you are tired, go and rest. Leave it to me."

Yupanki would always offer his comfort in time.

"You're so considerate. Your wife will definitely be very happy in the future, Yupanki."

Alan looked at him with a tired face and said.

Every time at this time, he would receive a shy smile from Yupanki.

Then, the scene of Yupanki bashfully snuggling in Stanton's arms would flash in Alan's mind.

It was a difficult scene to describe.

The gray fog in Rock City disappeared, and everyone's work returned to normal. There were not many people who could come to drink during the day.

The inspection outside the city gate had been quite strict recently. Kramer was afraid that Roders' spies would sneak into the city.

Hewlett and Milton, who were lining up to enter the city, followed the crowd and waited for the inspection.

"Hey, you're not humans, are you?" the soldier guarding the city asked.

"What? Why can't I enter the city if I'm not human? Why did the elves and dwarves enter without checking?"

Hewlett was a little irritable. He had suggested that they could just barge in, but Milton insisted on lining up to enter the city. Now, he was being inspected!

"The elves and dwarves have a deeper friendship with Rock City than any other race. If you don't want to show cooperation, please go back. Rock City doesn't welcome you."

The soldier's reply was quite firm. Milton was stunned and immediately pulled Hewlett, who was about to lose his temper.

"We are the angel race and the orc race. We don't mean anything by it. We just heard that the wine in Rock City is very delicious, so we wanted to try it."

Milton explained with a smile.

Unexpectedly, when wine was mentioned, the expressions of the soldiers in front of them instantly changed.

"Wow, you are here to drink. You should have said so earlier. Go in. Walk along the main street to the end, turn a corner, and you will reach the back street. When you reach the back street, you can see the tavern, but..."

The soldier looked at the time with a troubled expression. He paused for a moment before continuing.

"It's still a little early. Everyone go to the tavern a little bit late now. Alan has delayed the closing time, so the opening time has also been delayed. However, you guys can go and wait first."

Milton was stunned. But when it came to drinking, this soldier was so talkative. Just now, he thought that he was going to say that he was not allowed to enter again, so he was shocked.

"Hey, is that tavern really that good?"

Hearing the soldier's words, Hewlett's curiosity was piqued.

"Of course. Alan's wine is the best on the continent. The strong wine is stronger than the Beast Wine, and the Lafite is more fragrant than the elf wine and holy water..."

The soldier said proudly to the two foreigners in front of him who had never drank the Alan's wine before.

The two of them wanted to refute, but the person in line behind them interrupted them first.

"You'll know how good the tavern's wine is when you try it. There's no need to doubt it. After all, Alan's wine will only taste better than you think!"

"That's right, that's right. We were craving for the wine during our long trip outside the city. We have to calculate how many days until we can return to the tavern to drink, haha..."

"I really didn't expect that the reputation of the tavern has spread to other races. I'm afraid that Little Alan's wish will be realized very soon!"

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Hewlett and Milton listened to the boasting of the humans beside them, but they did not care.

They only felt that these humans were country bumpkins who had not seen the world. What was stronger than the Beast Wine and more mellow than holy water? It was absolutely impossible, because these people could not have drunk these two kinds of wine.

Both of their faces were filled with shock. After successfully entering the city, they looked at each other , they seemed to agree that these humans were imbecile.