About Being a Weakling

As the night grew darker, the guests left the tavern one after another.

Only Wayne and the others remained.

After Orina finished half a bottle of wine, Alan stopped her from drinking any more. Wayne, on the other hand, could not help but disapprove.

"Little Alan, how can you stop a customer who hasn't had enough from drinking?"

"That's right! Making the customer satisfied is your biggest goal. You said it yourself." Orina also chimed in. Every time she drank to this extent, it was as if she had changed her personality and her mask fell off by itself.

Alan looked at Wayne, who was already staggering from drinking, and then looked at Orina, who became especially smug when she heard someone speak up for her. He felt helpless.

"Drinking in moderation is the best enjoyment. With the way the two of you drink, sooner or later, you'll get alcohol liver!" Alan placed one hand on his waist and formed a teapot shape. He did not hold back in his criticism.

"Carpe Diem, little Alan. You're so young, why do you have so many worries?" Wayne retorted loudly.

"That's right. Alan is always hesitant because he's too weak. You're worse than a woman!" Orina did not want to be outdone.

"Wait!" Wayne suddenly turned to look at Orina. "I don't like what you're saying about little Alan. Although he's a little weak, I won't accept it if you say he's worse than a woman!"

Alan's face darkened. I really have to thank you for speaking up for me mister Wayne...

"He is. Not to mention me, he's so weak that he can't even defeat the underage elves in our clan." Orina stabbed her good friend with a knife, her face full of pride.

"No, no, no, you elves are an exception. I'm talking about human women. How can Alan not be able to defeat women?" Wayne was dizzy, but he still seemed to have half a breath of reason.

Alan stopped listening to the two of them talking about how weak he was. At the same time, his face was as dark as water. His hands were clenched into fists, and he gritted his teeth, afraid that he would curse if he opened his mouth.

"Do you believe that if I can teach him for three months, even if little Alan is a weak chicken now, I can make him into a strong chicken?"

"Tsk, the elven elite education only needs one and a half months to allow weak Alan to be able to defeat a human woman."

Alan had always remembered two sentences: 'It is tolerable, but what is intolerable? If it is intolerable, there is no need to endure anymore.'' If he doesn't erupt in silence, he will die in silence.

Thus.

"Enough!"

"The two of you keep saying 'weaklings', 'weaklings'. Do weaklings have no human rights! ?"

"Weaklings deserve to be looked down upon! ?"

"You both are strong, but didn't you come to beg me, a weakling, to buy wine and drinks! ?"

"I won't serve you tonight, please take care!"

Alan angrily shouted out his heartfelt words and directly went up to the second floor, saying as he walked.

"Yupanki, see the guest out and lock the door!"

After throwing a tantrum, Alan went upstairs, but he was still unable to calm down. He kept muttering, "This damned fate, why did it let me come to this barbaric foreign world? I even have a golden finger, why can't I train!"

In the lobby downstairs, everyone was stunned. The scene was very quiet. It turned out that when the good-tempered Alan threw a tantrum, it was like this. He was so scary...

"I was so scared that I sobered up," Wayne muttered.

"I... me too..." Orina added quietly.

Dorje shook his head. "I think you deserve it. You know that little Alan is unable to cultivate magic, but you still stabbed him with your words."

"Sigh, it's a pity that little Alan is such a talented child but he has no talent. If he can't cultivate magic, he's pretty much a cripple on the continent..."

Orina and Wayne looked at each other after hearing Dorje's words. They said in unison, "I'll definitely find a way to let him cultivate magic."

"Hmph!" The two of them turned their heads away from each other in union. Neither of them was convinced, but they both acknowledged each other's protection for Alan. They also took the matter of finding a way for Alan to cultivate magic to heart.

"Everyone, let's go back first. I'll go up and see how Alan is doing. He was badly beaten up just now," Yupanki said after they finished speaking.

They were all familiar with each other so at least what happened would stay between them. Otherwise, Alan's pride would be thrown all over Rock City. No one who liked to drink would not gossip.

Wayne and Dorje left after returning to the elven tavern with Orina.

Sophia arrived outside the tavern earlier. After listening to their conversation, she quietly returned to the elven tavern. Orina sobered up quite a bit after being yelled at, so it was no problem for her to go back alone.

Her own mood became a little heavy. After all, the fact that Alan could not cultivate magic was indeed a problem.

Human beings were fragile and did not have long lives. People who could not cultivate magic lifespans were limited to around 100 years. Those who could cultivate could only live for 500 to 800 years as their magic level increased. They could only live forever unless they obtained a divine personality.

Sophia did not want Alan to die after only living for 100 years. It did not matter if he would never know the little thoughts in her heart.

Tonight was a heavy night for Wayne, Dorje, Orina, and Sophia. However, at the center of the conversation, Alan, after throwing a tantrum, simply entered dreamland. He did not even wait for Yupanki to go upstairs.

..

The next afternoon.

Alan sat at the bar counter in a daze as usual. He didn't care about what happened last night anymore. After all, he already accepted that he couldn't cultivate magic. He was angry last night because they kept calling him a weakling, so he was a little emotional.

Unlike the quiet in the tavern, at the city gate of Rock City, the scene was very lively.

The governor, who was doing his best to prepare for the Harvest Festival, brought his trusted aides with him to wait at the city gate once again. One of Olivia's knights came to report the news to him.

"Your Highness, follow me back to the governor's mansion to get some rest. Sevilino already made all the preparations."

Olivia shook her head. "You take the others back first. Stanton and I will go to the back street first."

When Kramer heard that Her Highness was going to look for Alan, he was a little puzzled. Why was she in such a hurry? If she went to Alan the moment she came back, wouldn't she appear to be too eager...

However, Olivia had no intention of explaining to him. She left the group with the little maid and Stanton and went to the tavern to look for Alan and Yupanki.