Too embarrassing

Because of Isaac's joining, Persia and Ruby were a little wary. They relied on their abilities and did missions outside for a year. They didn't care much about a small tavern, but if they brought Isaac along, they would have to take care of him.

Unfortunately, Isaac looked confused and completely ignored Persia and Ruby's expressions. He smiled gently, "Where are we going?"

No, please don't interpret other people's actions on your own, and start planning things very autonomously.

"Tavern," Isidore answered honestly.

Unexpectedly, Isaac seemed a little shaken after hearing Isidore's answer. He organized his language and tried to ask tactfully, "As far as I know, taverns are generally not suitable for women to go to?"

"You don't have to treat me and Persia as ordinary girls," Ruby smiled and hugged Persia's neck. "We are very experienced people in taverns!"

Persia felt something was wrong when Ruby hugged her, but it was too late to stop her. She shivered and looked at Isidore's face. The expressionless face suddenly showed a "friendly smile", which was too strong to imply "you lied to me, you sneaked to the tavern, just wait and see".

She was doomed to be educated! Persia was not very afraid of Isidore, but his eyes that hated her for not being competitive made Persia think of her father in the last world. She was living more and more in the past.

After learning that Persia and Ruby were actually tavern veterans, Isaac was obviously confused, but he still politely refrained from commenting on this matter. He just said that if that was the case, then his worries were unnecessary.

At night, two men and two women went to the bar, which made the innkeeper feel very difficult to be a human being. "Don't you think our inn's bed is more comfortable than the bar's chair? This is really a sad thing!"

The bearded boss wiped his tears, which almost made passers-by cry.

"Uh, it's not like that," Persia said stiffly. She didn't know why she just asked about the location of the tavern and it turned out like this. She reached out and took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to the boss, but was intercepted by Isidore halfway.

Her wrist was tightly held by the boy. Isidore always seemed to be able to do such things that made people feel a little shy when they were unprepared. He looked serious and asked the boss. He didn't seem to notice that the two of them were almost holding hands.

Ruby had seen this one-sided attack too many times and didn't care. She pulled Isaac next to her one step closer to herself, leaving a bigger space for the two people who had a good atmosphere.

Isaac stepped back unconsciously, then pointed hesitantly at Isidore's seemingly inappropriate action. "Does he always do this?"

Ruby shook her head, her red hair loosely draped over her shoulders, looking a little different from when she had a ponytail. Her narrow eyes showed a smile. "Of course not. He only does this to Persia. Persia looks smart, but she is very slow in this aspect. I'm just waiting to watch the show."

Isaac looked at Persia standing behind Isidore. She seemed to be paying attention to whether or not to speak up and let him let go of her hand. She seemed very shaken. Her sea-blue eyes were full of pure helplessness.

Isidore undoubtedly looked like a clean and beautiful child with clear and bright eyes. But because he was too dazzling, Isaac always felt that he was not real, as if there was a layer of disguise, and under the disguise was a bottomless abyss.

Isaac lowered his eyes. If Isidore got what he wanted, it wouldn't be a good thing for Persia in his opinion. That guy didn't look as calm and harmless as he seemed. This was their business after all, and he had no right to interfere.

After Isidore's negotiation, the boss obviously became more honest. He muttered a few words, "I just wanted to talk more with the little girl. Why did you guard so strictly?"

Isidore snorted coldly. If he hadn't caught Persia's hand, this guy would have touched it up by now. And Persia behind him seemed to be still in a daze, not worrying at all. Every time she cared so much about his approach, but she was so soft-hearted about this kind of thing that she really should be careful.

Finally, the grumbling boss told them the nearest tavern and stressed that it was a good place with a good atmosphere and plenty of drinks at night.

It only took more than 20 minutes to walk. The night view of the town was good. It looked like a place with a good economy. It didn't feel too late to walk on the road.

"If that's the case," Ruby frowned, "why don't the robbers just rob this place? It's not far from the mountain."

"Not only that," Isidore raised his chin and pointed to the direction they came from. "There was almost no resistance when we entered the town. It was obviously a peaceful and quiet place."

"Maybe the robbers have some kind of treaty with this village, such as providing a certain amount of money and food every year. After all, rabbits don't eat grass around their nests, and it's not good for them to have no one around. Having a small town as a cover, they won't attract the attention of the government, but rather be safer." Isaac pondered. "

Persia looked at the few people who were analyzing over there, her mouth twitched. "Anyway, we're already in, no matter what the situation is, we're like this. You guys should show some attitude of coming out to drink."

The tavern looked like what the boss said, quite clean, at least the external environment was good. Yes, with this mentality, everyone thought so at first, until they entered the door.

The tavern was a one-story structure, strangely enough, they had to go through two doors to see the inside.

Persia soon regretted it.

As soon as they opened the door, a long knife flew straight at them. Fortunately, it was not close and chopped on a wooden cabinet next to them.

The bar that had been quiet for a moment because of the sudden opening of the door soon became noisy again.

Inside were all burly men with big glasses of beer, with food piled messily on the table to go with the wine, and long knives by their side.

Apparently, just as Persia and the others opened the door, two people had a conflict, and that knife was one of the people standing on the table.

"Sorry we got it wrong and disturbed you. We'll leave right away." Persia bowed politely and urged the people behind her to leave.

However, the nearest fat man reached out his hand that had torn beef and was greasy and grabbed Persia's skirt. "No mistake, I know you're looking for a tavern, aren't you? Why don't you have a drink with us? It's free!"

Ah, this is a new dress. Persia stared at her skirt in a daze.

Then there were whistles from all over the place. Someone slapped the table hard. "I'll give you two silver coins as long as you drink with me."

The people who were going to leave all slowly turned around. Ruby squinted her eyes and showed a gloomy smile. "Look at my bad temper." She flipped over a few people in front of her and smiled at the man who had just slapped the table. "I only want one silver coin. Why don't I drink with you?" She reached out and choked the man's throat. "How many drinks do you think are appropriate? I have discounts for more quantities."

Isidore didn't know when he pulled out the long knife stuck in the cabinet next to him and casually placed it on the neck of the man who had left a handprint on Persia's skirt. "I think you can be a little shorter, about this height of a head."

Isidore held the knife loosely, and it seemed to touch the man's neck every time. Because of the constant contact, the man's neck had already left a mark, but it was not very obvious because he was dark.

Isaac watched from the side. The bar that had looked noisy and dirty was now very quiet. They looked at Persia and Isaac, who were the only ones who hadn't moved, with hostility.

"It's a team," Persia whispered. She didn't put pressure on them like Isidore did, or hit them impatiently like Ruby did. She looked like she had just been heartbroken by looking at her skirt. "The boss probably pointed us to a troublesome place because of Isidore."

Isidore, who was named by Persia, just twitched his mouth, symbolically indicating that he had heard it, and didn't take the situation seriously.

The people who had not acted at first because they were estimating their strength gradually became restless again. They seemed to have determined that Persia and Isaac were weak people who had no ability to resist.

Persia didn't respond, but looked up at the direction of the stairs.

Not only Persia, but also Ruby, who had pressed the man's head on the table, and Isidore, who leisurely looked up, looked in the same direction.

The second floor of this small tavern filled with a pungent smell of strong alcohol and various dishes mixed together gradually heard footsteps.

The person who came showed his figure at the corner of the stairs. He was a burly man with a scarred face and messy clothes. He looked at the tense atmosphere downstairs and slowly stretched out his hand and yawned. "Why is it so quiet all of a sudden? Do we have guests?" He reached out and pulled his clothes to prevent them from falling off in front of everyone.

Because his hair was too messy, he flicked his hair back and finally showed a pair of dead fish eyes. He looked at everyone. "There are really guests who are blind, no, have good taste."

No, we were just tricked into coming here by someone's prank. And do you really do business here? The kind of business where everyone in the bar is your own.

Persia raised her head and met the man's eyes. "I'm very sorry, we made a mistake and disturbed you. We'll leave right away."

The man twitched his mouth and shouted as if he was very unhappy. "You look down on our tavern, don't you? Do you know this furniture? This furniture was brought from Jack's house, the richest in town!"

Wait a minute, you just said that out loud like a robber! No, this is exactly what a robber would say! And what did Jack in town do wrong? You just moved all his furniture here!