Getting Scammed
Semohr, Giant Kingdom.
Inside a tavern.
"Hoh-hohoho-hoh!"
"Baldur, tell again! Tell again!"
"Hohoho… I'll tell you… hoho… agai—hohoho!"
"Baah! That's the funniest thing I've ever heard in my life! Bohohohoh!"
"Yeaaaah!"
Cheerful laughter mixed with alcohol and warm aroma of meat permeated the air. A joyous and hearty atmosphere brightened up every visitor's mood inside the tavern illuminated by flickering oil lamps.
The loud atmosphere did not fascinate Lith, but the same couldn't be said for Mayzin. Her face was flushed and she was taking small bites of a comically large meat inlaid with a bone.
Each bite resulted in the succulent juices leaking out from the corner of her mouth. At the moments, despite trying her best, she didn't seem like an Empress but an adventurer who returned from an exhaustive quest.
"Dey ver not… mhm… lying…"