Arrival
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Anurad, at a small tavern near the Unnamed Town.
In actuality, it was also quite inaccurate to just call it tavern, mainly because no person would choose to set up a regular tavern here in the middle of nowhere, where even the nearest city was more than ten kilometers away.
If it were to be compared with the novel Water Margin, this sort of place was definitely the type of shady place to serve its patrons human meat buns and dubious drinks made from unknown materials.
At this moment, this tavern was filled with people, and seemed quite lively.
Suddenly, the door was opened, letting in the snow and freezing winds that seemed too out of place in the warm tavern.
Entering the tavern together with the snow was a man in a thick trench coat, its high collar not only covering his neck but also half of his face too.