Diana in the silver moon took light dance steps, stopped in the middle of the sky, showing her beautiful dance moves in the world. The lady of the night sky, Saimia, hid behind the darkness, lifted up the mysterious veil, and shone her passionate eyes on the world. The wind Sailo carried her bag, rolled up the fallen leaves in late autumn, and walked tirelessly into the distance.

The chirping birds were noisy all day long, and now they were tired and fell asleep. The insects in late autumn took over their voice and sang them in every corner of the streets and alleys, causing the city to sound a sonata of late autumn.

Praise the glory of the gods, the priests dressed in various robes closed the door of the Holy Hall in turn. Holy hymns came from the closed holy hall, and hundreds of churches praised the gods at the same time. This is a spectacular scene that appears every evening.

This is how it is every day, and the nights of the Temples are as always.

As time passed, the fragrance of food began to spread on the streets of the temples, and on the empty road after night, people gradually began to appear again. After changing into stereotyped holy robes and putting on personal clothes that highlighted their personalities, the priests left the hall of the Holy Hall and looked for their own places to spend the night. Most temples did not abstinence. The long night was the time for believers to find happiness. Even in this city composed of churches, there was too much happiness lurking in the night.

"Cruff", tree holes and donkey ears - the tavern with a very strange name - the gate was gently pushed open, and five travelers in cloaks walked into the lively tavern with the cold wind at night.

As soon as I entered the door, a wave of heat came to my face.

What is hot is not the real temperature, but the hot atmosphere.

Although the temperature in the tavern is indeed not low compared to the cold nights outside, it is far behind the same warm atmosphere as the fire.

The small tavern squeezed into hundreds of guests, making the hall of the tavern crowded with people and extremely noisy.

At the bar at the end of the hall, the arms of several bartenders seemed to have been dragged out. The wine shaker turned into the most magical magic prop in their hands. A glass of beautiful and colorful wines were generated from the wine shaker like magic, and then disappeared into the mouths of the wine drinkers surrounding the bar.

In a corner of the bar, several dartboards became the most popular entertainment props. At least ten mercenaries dressed in the target were surrounded by the target. As for the fun and fun nearby, there were even more people who were watching the fun.

The originally very ordinary target was like playing flowers in the hands of these guys. Throwing? Throwing blindfolded? Throwing on your back? What can that be considered a mercenary game? How could it be so simple? Throwing at five targets at the same time is just the basis. Throwing with your hands? No, no, the mercenaries all hit the bull's eye with their feet or mouths. Sorry, that's not a score at all. We have to use darts to make pictures on the target. The clearer and more complex the image is, the higher the score. Seeing that the target there is no, the silhouette of the beautiful woman on it is like it was drawn, surprised, well, that was originally a trick to draw.

Two shirtless men held each other on the table with their hands, their muscles bulged high, and their muscles wriggled like snakes with all their strength. Sweat slipped from the gullies of their muscles. Before they even touched the table, they were evaporated into mist by the temperature of their bodies. Several people surrounded them, beating the table and shouting wildly. The transparent wine splashed out from the wine glass with the impact. The pungent smell of alcohol seemed to light another fire for the warm atmosphere.

There were more people around the other side, but it was much quieter here. A group of people seemed to be so generous that they didn't dare to breathe. They held their breath and stared at the protagonists by the table. The shining gold coins were stacked on the table, each of which was crystal clear and emitting the most lovely light. The thin cards were as heavy as a thousand pounds in their hands, and every touch made people feel heavier in their hearts.

The gorgeous lights flashed above the head, and the fast-paced music stimulated people's hearts, making them beat even more distance. The aroma of powder spreads in the closed space, mixed in the aroma of alcohol, stimulating the most primitive impulse in people's hearts. The crystal skin with sweat flashed with the swing of the waist, making people unable to help but reach out to wipe away the water marks on the skin.

This is a tree hole and donkey ears. It is the most famous tavern within the temple of the gods. It is a wonderful place for mercenaries and believers of gods to live in harmony. It is a bond connecting the world of gods and the world of mortals.

This place is located near the gate of the Temple of the Gods, and belongs to the industry run by the guardians of the traveler and the believers of the Wind Salo. These believers of the Wind, who are indestructible in their hearts, regard the upcoming trip as the most sacred ritual, and do not hesitate to support this shelter before departure for all travelers.

Originally, this place was just a very ordinary tavern, and mercenaries from afar gathered here again. The travelers who were about to leave also regarded it as their last stop. The two sides joined forces, negotiated, ate, sorted, and made final preparations for the journey that was about to begin.

However, there is no chaos in the world. With more mercenaries, chaos will be formed.

This sentence was originally a slanderous message from the neighboring countries that were defeated by the mercenaries back then because they were unwilling to fail. However, something that even the creators themselves did not expect happened. Well, the mercenaries love to hear it, and they happily spread this sentence more and more widely.

The mercenaries didn't care or did not care at all. For them, this was not slander, but boasting.

Sitting in a tavern represents safety, enjoyment, and carnival. However, once you leave the tavern, it means leaving the city and entering the dangerous wilderness, it means fighting, bleeding, and cruel death.

Life and death are separated by a wall, not only mercenaries, but everyone sitting in the tree hole and donkey's ears knows in their hearts that even if there are mercenaries to protect themselves, entering the wilderness is a gambling life. Everyone may die and may never be able to return to a safe city. Faced with such a situation, what reason is there to not indulge in arbitrary and laugh?

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh." The cheers went from slow to fast, and became more and more rapid. With a bang, one arm was pressed on the table by the other. The loser grabbed his hair in annoyance, his face flushed red. The winner raised his arms and howled, pounding his open chest.

The audience burst into thunderous cheers, which was even more excited than winning. Large pieces of wine were splashed into the air in the cheers. Several women in cool clothes screamed and rushed forward, caressing the winner's solid chest muscles in love. One of them even licked it quickly on their chest, and then smiled like a silly girl.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so lively." He touched his chest with the meaning, and the tallest among the five guests who broke into the tavern - of course, that's Shuer - said regretfully, "It's so unfair to be honest. We should pull them over, scold them in the secret room, and influence them with the Lord's kindness."

There is no doubt that the evaluation of obvious impure purpose only brings a roll of eyes. Although the new pastor Talina is no longer young, she still can't stand it. She has to lower her head and keep drawing round on her chest, begging the omnipotent Dark Moon Lord to punish these shameless sinners. However, the great Lord Lisa has long been knowledgeable. What does this small scene count as a matter of? The girl kept holding Shure's arm and nodding frequently with a bright smile on her face, as if she was clearly saying that her brother is right in everything.

The two children following Talina naturally would not give Shuer any good comments. They showed contemptuous eyes to Shuer without any concealment. However, this young man named Eddie, can you tell me how you can contempt me while keeping peeking at the big sister's thighs over there?

"I'm not, I don't, shut up." How could the little boy be an opponent of a person like Shuer? The young man's skin was red. He held his head in his companion Sophie's eyes that seemed to understand. I guess he must be doubting life now. I like to hear, I really like to hear.

"Be careful, everyone." Shuer made an action of blocking his ears and took out a copper basin from his bag. Although it was difficult to understand why a priest would put something strange like a copper basin in his backpack, there was no doctrine that stipulated that priests were not allowed to do this, so no matter how strange it was, it was difficult for others to interfere.

The copper basin and a mace are undoubtedly equivalent to harsh noise.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang", it was like beating a gong, which scared the drinkers around. Well, there were only the surroundings, and the tavern was too lively. People who were a little further away could not even hear the sound of the gong.

"Whether the Dark Mercenary Group is here, come out quickly, and the client will leave if you don't come out." With the accompaniment of the gong, Shuer shouted loudly, "Whether the Dark Mercenary Group is here, are there, are there, the Duck Mercenary Group's contact person, come out quickly."

"Although this gentleman doesn't want to have conflicts with his employer,... can we correct the pronunciation of our mercenary group?"

This time it was several priests' turn to be shocked. Just now, there were passers-by around, and suddenly someone popped up and spoke to him. Except for Shuer who was mentally prepared, anyone would be shocked.

Fortunately, this voice is quite normal, a woman's voice sounds very serious and orthodox.

When he turned around, even the two children couldn't help but exclaim in their hearts and exclaim.

The woman who suddenly appears is not beautiful, but the visual effect is excellent. Her long curly hair, bronze skin, dark blue eyes, strong muscles, and a toned figure, especially her two slender legs, look explosive and full of dangerous temptation. In contrast, a little flaw in appearance has long been ignored.
Chapter completed!