842 840 Back Tavern

The day after I reunited with Earth Thrace.

Fran was heading for a tavern on the back street.

I was still gathering information from poor pussies in the back alley today, but I heard an interesting story in it.

There are taverns where local residents - in this case, outlaws - gather.

There are rumors that they will sell information to whoever pays for it.It was just a rumor, and there seemed to be no certainty as to whether the penis was really there.

It would just be worth a visit.

(information finally available)

I'm not sure yet.It's just possible. "

(Nh!)

Fran is motivated even if I stab him in the nail.

It seems that there is a sense of impatience because of the total lack of results since yesterday.Last night, I stayed at an Adventurers Guild dorm and deliberately left the room door half-open to see the gap.

I disagreed.But Fran said he'd do it anyway.

Even so, it seems that the slaver's minions did not sneak in, and the breeze poured in moderately from the open door, and Fran slept well.

It was only the second day, but frankly, it felt like it was already two days.After all, when you think about the slaves you're caught in, you get impatient.I hope you're not being rude.

Around here? Ursi, do you understand?

(On!)

When a small dog-sized urchin comes out of the shadows, it guides Fran to rely on the smell.

It's still the evening, but it's the same as the night in this town.Fran, led by Ursi, runs into a dark alley that is completely invisible without night vision.

It takes tens of seconds to go through a maze of back alleys.Ursi stopped his leg.

"There it is."

"On!"

Behind the darkness is an old swing door that floats in the light.Definitely that's the rumored tavern.

"Coming"

"On!"

Fran tried to run off to the tavern, but I stopped in a hurry.

"Oh, wait a minute!I'd better split up!

It's the same method I used when I contacted the Bandit Guild before.

I don't know if my child will be treated properly if he asks at the tavern.Or perhaps you'll end up being evil.

I think it's better to use my split creation to get information...

Daijbu

Fran!

I can't seem to rush off and do anything too slow.Fran stormed the tavern without even asking me to stop him.

Fran stepped into the tavern with a tight, open swing door.The door returned with the force of a spring, and the guitar and armor sounded high.

The noise comes along with the muffled air.

Among them were men with bad looks, drinking alcohol and making noise with Waigayagaya.

The tavern where the Outlaw gather is no different from the Adventurer's tavern.No, in the first place, the adventurer was an outlaw.

As Fran progressed through a few steps, the drunkards finally realized they existed.She throws a careless gaze at the wrong girl with her puppy.

"Fran, don't beat me to the point where I get a little tangled up.

(I know.)

Let's talk to the master first.

"Nh"

Fran approached the counter near the entrance and called out to the master there.It's a super strong face dwarf with countless cuts on its face.

"Juice or milk"

"... I have grape juice for breaking alcohol."

"That's fine."

Ah.

He looks like he's staring at you, but he doesn't act like he's driving Fran back.Are you aware of the strength of the franc, or are you saying that anyone who pays is a customer?

Anyway, grape juice immediately appeared in front of Fran, who sat at the counter.Take a sip of it and Fran frowns.

There must be no poison reaction...

"Bad."

"To dilute the alcohol?It's just a substitute for the tannins and acidity.It can't be delicious. "

"Nh...."

Gently place the glass of wood with grape juice back on top of the counter and Fran cuts it out.

I heard there's an informant here.

"... do you have a letter of introduction?

"Nothing"

"Then I don't know."

Do you still need a letter of introduction?Gilmouth's Preware also said there was no one to sell information to the unwanted.

I can pay for it.

That's why I don't know.

Repeating such exchanges, there were men approaching us from a nearby table.

Warrior-like men with a nasty smile on their face.

"You don't look like an adventurer, do you?

"Bhihahaha! This kid can't be an adventurer!

"I don't know!

I tested it and found that he was not a thief because of his blackmail and theft skills.But they don't have any kidnapping skills, and they don't seem to be slavers.

In the first place, most of the guys in this tavern will have this skill, and an appraisal alone won't tell you if they're black slavers.

"Heh heh. I heard you a little, but you said you had money.Then buy us a drink. "

Is it still for the purpose of cuttlefish? Master doesn't pretend to help Fran.It seems to be self-responsibility, regardless of age or race.

Fran smiled while sitting at the counter.It was me and Ursi who saw that ferocious smile.And it was only the master who trembled with vibration.