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Mathias entered a pub, and the place was lively.

People were either gambling or drinking alcohol. The servers were women, mature and open, with sexy figures as they served the customers.

When Mathias entered the pub, he attracted attention as he was the only one wearing a black robe, and his face was exquisite and handsome.

His eyes were sapphire and his hair red. However, after looking at Mathias for a while, people returned to their own business.

Mathias was shocked to see a dwarf drinking at the pub.

And the beautiful figure drinking at the corner was an elf!

She was with another person, a young man with a fancy sword, who seemed to be showing off to her, but the elf's face was indifferent.

If Mathias were to rate the female elf, he would give her an 8, just below Stacy or maybe Isabella.

Mathias walked over to the elf, which alarmed her. "What?" she asked.

"Can I sit here, beauty?" Mathias asked gentlemanly, but the elf was indifferent and snorted.

"Hmph! Sit wherever you want," she said coldly.

"Hey, peasant, are you bothering her?" the person with the fancy sword asked maliciously.

"She said it's okay to be her man," Mathias said shamefully as he stuck close to the elf with his chair, which made the elf wide-eyed.

"What!? You liar!" the young man with green hair shouted, attracting the attention of the people in the pub.

"Hey! What are you shouting for!?" a dwarf shouted at the young man.

"I don't have the time to deal with you right now, shorty!" the young man pointed at the dwarf and also shouted.

"What did you say!?" the dwarf shouted angrily.

"What!? You angry, shorty!?" the young man's attention was brought to the dwarf.

"Come fight me if you have the guts!" the middle-aged dwarf took off his shirt and revealed his upper body filled with muscles. The other dwarf also glared at the young man with resentment.

"Please, sir, don't fight here," a woman server reminded them.

"I don't care! Let's fight!" the dwarf shouted at the backing young man.

"Shorty! Don't you know who I am!?" the young man roared as he asked.

"Who are you!? I don't care!!!" The dwarf hit his chest like a gorilla.

"My family has a connection to the viscount!" the young man said angrily.

"Oh yeah? So what!?" the dwarf seemed not to be afraid and ran after the young man.

"Don't!" The young man ran out of the pub in fear, and his fancy sword seemed to have no use.

"Pfft! Hahahah!" Mathias laughed, and the crowd in the pub also laughed. The elf also smiled, and Mathias rested his shoulder on her arm.

"Don't touch me, scum!" the elf slapped his arm away.

"Come on. Don't be always bitter! Don't you know it affects your charm?" Mathias said with convincing words.

"I don't care about my charm, alright?!" the elf retorted.

"You don't care about your charm? Then you're okay being ugly then," Mathias nodded and teased with a smile.

"I'm not ugly, okay?!" the elf said irritably.

"But I thought you didn't care about your charm?" Mathias smiled as he continued to tease.

"Hmph!" The elf turned her head away from Mathias and ignored him.