Chapter 5 Horn Tavern

Please collect and red tickets!

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When Leo came out of the Creator's Guild, he had already worn a silver five-pointed star on his chest and a formal alchemist badge around the cyan balance. The guards guarding at the gate of the spire of the sword group saw the inconspicuous badge and saluted him one by one. This is completely different from the previous attitude towards him. Li Ou sighed with emotion and stroked the protruding lines of the badge. He wanted to be recognized, but only strength.

At this time, the sky was dark, and the streets outside the Creator's Guild were brightly lit. Every shop around the street is still open to welcome an endless stream of guests. The bard plays the lute next to the fountain at the intersection square, and the melodious tune seems to be able to relieve the fatigue of the day. There is a kingdom of gods here, which will never fall into darkness day and night.

Li Ou passed through the crowd, left the lively main road and walked into the alleys on the street. The windproof horse lamp hung at the door of the house, and the fire lit up the iron door sign of the foamy wine glass. He pushed the door and walked in.

A noise mixed with the smell of wine drowned him in an instant. He sat down by the bar familiarly.

"Ah, Leo." Charles, who was wiping the glass, looked up, greeted him, and put a glass of sweet cherry liquor in front of him. "You and Oliver haven't been here for a while."

Li Ou picked up his glass and took a sip. "I've been busy with trials recently." He said, "I have to turn over the book."

"That's true. There are only a few places every two years. Charles nodded with approval, "Even the advanced examination of the Federation of Mage is not so rigorous."

Li Ou smiled and said, "That's them, it has nothing to do with us."

"I'm also hearsay. I have never received a mage here." Charles had heard about the dispute between the alchemist and the mage for a long time and quickly changed the topic. The trial seems to be today, right? He suddenly remembered, "Has it passed?"

Li Ou pointed to his chest, "What do you think?"

Charles's eyes stopped at Leo's chest, "Pingang star! Congratulations, congratulations."

Li Ou remembered the danger in the ruins, and the sword wind that stung his cheeks still had some heart palpitations. This time is also lucky enough." He smiled bitterly.

"No matter what the process is, you have succeeded." Charles patted him on the shoulder, "Most people only value the result, and I am no exception."

"Charles, you are still so honest." Li Ou smiled bitterly, "Listening to your words makes me feel that my efforts are meaningless. Is this fatalism?"

"For an ordinary person like me," Charles, who is over half a hundred years old, touched his bald head and said helplessly and self-deprecatingly, "This is the most comforting explanation, isn't it?"

Liou wanted to say something, but the greetings of the drinkers stopped their conversation.

"Go ahead. I'm sitting here, and Oliver will come in a few.

Charles nodded, left the bar, and walked to the drinker shouting at the table.

Li Ou held the glass and looked around. The musician played music in the corner of the hall, and the beautiful girl twisted her waist on the stage with the music, showing spring light half-covered and half-covered, attracting the men around her whistle. However, more people maintain their own small circle to talk to each other. Most of them are businessmen. His face was covered with the same sadness. Li Ou also knows something about this: the weather on the sea has been too strange recently, with strong winds and heavy rain for half a month. Presumably, these merchants' goods have been accumulated in the warehouse for a long time, and the loss is not small.

It's just that he didn't hear any useful information. These businessmen's hearts are like ashes. In addition to buying drunkenness and sorrows, they can only keep praying for the illusory gods.

"Hey! Boss!" The sudden loud shout diverted Leo's attention. He looked at the corner of the hall. A girl in an odd brown robe is patting the table with the palm of her hand. She has long red hair hanging down to her waist and flying with her movements. Her cheeks are red, and her amber eyes are drunk. She raised her glass and shouted to Charles, "One more Asmos!"

"Asmos is full of drunkenness." Charles persuaded, "Miss, you will get drunk if you drink again."

"What is drunkenness?" The girl snorted, "Doesn't your pub sell alcohol?"

Charles smiled bitterly.

"Are you afraid I can't afford it?"

Charles didn't have time to answer, and Leo saw the girl take out coins from his arms. The yellow light of gold coins is mixed with a silver light. Leo thought she would put all the coins into Charles's hand. But what he didn't expect was that the girl painfully picked out the gold coin, carefully wiped it, put it away again, and only gave the silver coins to Charles.

"Little, Miss..." Charles held dozens of silver coins in his hand, and he couldn't accept or put them. He looked at the girl and opened his mouth in embarrassment. In the end, the temperament of the businessman prevailed, and he still chose to tell the truth, "This...this is not enough."

"Not enough, then owe it first!" The girl said confidently.

Charles looked strange, "Don't you have Oren gold coins?"

"No, absolutely not." The girl put away her smile and looked at Charles with a wary face, "Gold coins are absolutely not allowed!" Don't take one away from me!"

"But this is not enough."

"Then I'll give it to you when I save enough silver coins."

The girl's words made Charles unable to refute, and also made Leo laugh and cry.

"Li Ou, what are you looking at?" Oliver came to him at some point and sat down. He waved and asked the waitress for a glass of low-grade honey wine.

"Nothing." Leo shook his head, raised his glass and touched Oliver.

"I heard from my father that Andrewson almost died." Oliver said softly. His voice was almost submerged in the noisy atmosphere of the pub, and Leo asked again to know what he was talking about.

"That's a good opportunity." Li Ou shrugged his shoulders, "If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of uncle."

"I know your feud with the Andrewson family. He and his father are insatiable bastards. Orever couldn't help frowning and showing disgust in his eyes. He remembered some of the rumored despicable methods used by Andrewson's father: deception, intimidation and threats.

"No one knows what they do better than me." Leo put down his glass and said, "He is my neighbor."

"You did it too obviously." Oliver pressed his forehead and said, "Fortunately, it was my father who presided over the trial this year. If it's someone else, they may be punished."

"Penalty?" Li Ou curled his lips and said, "It's nothing more than canceling the commercial license. Have you forgotten that we all signed a life-and-death contract before the trial?

"Don't you regret it? You have always wanted to inherit your father's business.

"There is more than one way to obtain commercial licenses. Passing the trial is just the simplest one.

"I know that." Oliver sighed, "But today, no matter what, you have torn your face with their family, like water and fire. There is no room for redemption. You have to be careful. Andrewson's father can do anything.

"Oliefu, I'm like a heinous bastard after listening to you." Li Ou looked at the other party and said word by word, "I am an alchemist, not a necromancer who deals with corpses. I also play with balance and beaker in my hand. Even if the autopsy is performed, it is a humanoid creature. Moreover, the feud between Andrewson and me is not solved with a sword.

What is that for? Because of the French seal?"

Liou did not answer positively. I just fought back." He explained the facts, "He was the first to die."

"I believe you." Orever said, "But others don't think so. They will take this as your side of the word.

The strangeness in Li Ou's heart is getting stronger and stronger, and he always feels that there is something in today's Oliver's words. If you want to say something but don't say it directly, you have been circling meaninglessly. This is not like him. Leo hesitated for a while and asked the confusion in his heart:

"Olefer, are you going to tell me this today? Arguing with each other about what hasn't happened?

"I'm just a little worried. Andrewson's father is already a nine-level alchemist..."

Li Ou interrupted him without hesitation. This is not your truth." He said, "I think you are more like a lobbyist."

Olief was silent. He lowered his head and drank the sweet honey wine one after another. It was not until the glass bottomed that he slowly said, "I'm not a lobbyist. I don't represent anyone."

Li Omer was silent.

Olifu sighed, "Liou, I want to help you, but I don't know how to speak."

Li Ou thought hard, but he still couldn't guess Oliver's mind. What is his so-called help? Leo has no clue. I'm not you. How do you know what you're thinking? He said.

"I'm thinking that this may not be a good time."

"Business license?"

"What else?" Oliver smiled bitterly, "Silver Maple Leaf Street will no longer be expanded. Andrewson wanted to expand his store, so he had to keep buying the stores next to him. What do you think he will do if you hang up your signboard again?

"Repression and bribe. By the way, revenge." Leo did not think about it. Their prying has long been no longer a secret, and everyone who has contact with them knows it clearly. But neither Vernanrac nor Orever can do anything, because competition is exactly what Ain Brow encourages. Leo understood Oliver's concerns. I understand what you think. I'm not carried away by success.

"You can't open the store before that."

"Yes." Leo sighed and looked at the dark red wine in the glass. I thought I couldn't drink these for a while.

"So, I think..." Oliver suddenly hesitated.

"Say it bluntly. It's not like you."

Olyver took a deep breath and then poured out all his words in one breath. During this period, you can give me all the potions and magic items you made... I mean, put them in my shop and sell them in consignment.

Li Ou was so surprised that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"The reason why it was not raised before is that you have not been promoted to level 5. The guild has rules..."

"I know." A relaxed smile appeared on Leo's face, "I have to thank you, Oliver. You have been helping me."

"This is what it should be. Anyway, we are also best friends. Oliver thought Leo would refuse. "It's just that my request seems too harsh this time."

Li Ouyang raised his eyebrows, "This is a good thing. I didn't say I didn't agree." He looked at the surprised Oliver and said with a smile, "I'm not as old-fashioned as a knight. I know it's good or not. I don't even have time to thank you. You solved a big problem for me.

Oliefu took a long breath, "As long as you can think so."