Night falls.
The Hunter's Bar is filled with noise again.
As a gathering place for bounty hunters on the surface and one of the entrances to the mysterious world in secret, there is never a shortage of guests here.
Just from this bar alone, more than 500 pounds of profit is provided to the 'vulture' every month, no wonder Mage clings to it so tightly.
Aaron did not go to the Black Queen Area; he was sitting in a corner of the bar, a glass of honey wine in front of him, thinking quietly.
'If it's just the profit from selling beer, not even Balkin working himself to death could make 500 pounds a month, unless he stops every mysterious man and collects a toll, and ensures that they can't enter the Moving Castle from the other 19 entrances...'
'Of course, that's not very likely either, so the biggest source of income for the Hunter's Bar before was being a platform for bounty hunters, issuing tasks to them, and even collecting bounties on their behalf, taking a share...'