Gron stood in front of the tavern, staring at the shapeless wooden signboard that had been eroded by time and sea breeze, and vaguely made out two naked sirens and the name "Military Chicken Wine" from it.
On the signboard, two sirens are tearing each other apart with their sharp lower limbs and claws. Although the crude painting is not enough to express the characteristics of the sirens, a creature that is both beautiful and dirty, it does make the sirens bloodthirsty and good. The fierceness of the fight is vividly depicted. With such a drawing, such a geographical location, and the highly suggestive name of the wine "Army Chicken", the nature and characteristics of this wine are self-evident.
A few dim lights came out from the cracks in the door of the tavern, mixed with the pungent smell of alcohol and fishy smell, and the deliberately suppressed noise still reached Goron's ears. Pushing open the wine door, the noise suddenly drowned Goron like a wave. A slim maid wearing only stiletto heels and fishnet stockings quickly walked up to him. Just when Goron was thinking about what he should say to her, the maid Pushing Goron away, he quickly closed the simple wooden door. Suddenly, the tavern seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world. This seemingly crude wooden door was actually engraved with a soundproof magic circle. No wonder it was so beautiful inside. Loud, but barely audible from the outside.
"Boy, closing the door casually is the rule here. If you don't even understand the rules, you'd better disappear from here as soon as possible, otherwise I guarantee that you won't even have any bones left in the morning." The maid glared at Gron rather rudely. He cursed, then turned around and walked away.
Goron curled his lips, but didn't say anything else. No one in the tavern glanced at Goron anymore, all their attention was focused on the center stage. There, a siren with a wire around his neck was fighting with a siren in shackles. An Amazon centaur with only one arm fights to the death. Next to them, the hot girls holding the shackles of two female humanoid warriors, wearing or not wearing no different clothes, were screaming and crackling the long whips in their hands. Keep this fight in a bloody and fierce atmosphere.
This is a demi-human gladiatorial performance, the protagonists are the Amazon centaur warrior and the young siren girl.
Sirens are humanoid creatures with a female shape. Their arms are like a pair of raptor wings, and their slender calves are also bird-like claws. In addition, they have a slender body and colorful feathers. and hair. Siren is such a beautiful species with great ornamental value.
There are many siren nests in the sea near Haishi Bay, and capturing this beautiful but low-IQ humanoid species has always been one of the most important tasks of a small adventure team. Because it is not difficult to capture, the price of a high-grade siren on the market is no more expensive than a well-bred horse. In addition, with its gorgeous and sexy appearance and fierce and aggressive temperament, the Siren Banshee has always been the absolute protagonist on the beast-fighting stage of Low Tide Harbor. .
Compared with sirens, Amazon centaurs are quite rare, not only because this female race, whose entire population is plunderers, is fierce and good at fighting. Let alone capture, being able to successfully escape from encountering these female lunatics is enough to show off for a long time. In addition, Amazon centaurs have a strong temperament and will often commit suicide after being captured alive. It is extremely rare to see them alive in the arena or slave market. Therefore, seeing the Amazon Centaur on the stage in front of us was enough to make the audience scream wildly. Hugely hooked.
When Gronn arrived, the battle was nearing its end. The centaur female warrior holding a short dagger in her hand completely ignored the siren's sharp claws that almost tore her chest apart, and calmly used the dagger to cut open the tendons of her opponent's arms. Then he stepped aside, and the siren girl, who had lost a pair of wings, was lying on the ground rolling in pain. The other wing flapped wildly, and the colorful feathers flew all over the wine.
At this time, a chef wearing a white robe and covered in meat rushed out from the backstage. He jumped on the stage, stepped on the siren girl's back, then grabbed her hair, and completed the cut with the kitchen knife in his hand. With the movement of his throat, Siren's blood sprayed in all directions. The audience in the audience stared with bloodshot eyes and opened their mouths to receive the hot blood.
The chef lifted the neck of the twitching siren girl, stood on the stage and shouted loudly: "The 'live chicken' that is now killed is sold whole and not retail. The bidding starts with five gold coins. The winner can decide how she cooks." ... ...Start bidding now~~~!”
"Hardware!"
"Five pieces of gold and fifty silver, I want it~~~!"
"It's fifty gold, is there a higher bid? Damn it, can't you see it? This is a 'chick', only three years old at most, but the meat is at its most tender, and it's still me I cook it myself, but it is definitely not the low-grade stuff sold at street stalls outside. Is it only worth five gold and fifty silver? "
The fierce chef and auctioneer shouted loudly, and there was a burst of laughter in the audience, but no one was willing to raise the price. Five gold coins were enough to buy several young slaves in the slave market. Who would be willing to spend it on one? The worthless Siren Banshee, but someone immediately shouted: "That Amazon centaur, I'll pay you ten gold coins, the damn centaur killed my dear brother, I want to taste them too~~ ~!”
"Want to eat horse meat? Okay, one hundred gold coins. As long as you can afford it, I will kill it and bleed it for you right now..."
"One hundred gold coins, why don't you go and grab it~~~!"
"Nonsense, this is my treasure. Do you know how much it cost me to get it? I want to eat an Amazon Centaur for ten gold coins. Do you really think your gold coins are ten times heavier than others? "
... ...
Goron sat in the corner of the hotel, ordered a glass of the cheapest ale, and silently watched this unique auction performance.
Gronn understands humans less and less. Sirens are one of the staple foods of ogres. The stupidity of this creature is as famous as its beauty. Even ogres can lay out simple traps and catch them easily. Gronn himself I don’t know how many sirens I have cooked by myself, just like how few people remember how many slices of bread they have eaten. But unlike the ogres who eat to survive, the group of people in front of them simply eat to ravage and vent. In Goron's view, this is simply a blasphemy against food. A blasphemy against life.
Why do ogres eat humans and become an evil species that everyone can scorn on the road? And humans who despise life can become the masters of the Blade Tower Continent
After that, several more "beast fights" were staged in this tavern. The protagonists were almost all young and beautiful female demi-humans or humanoids, including a human girl. The losers in the gladiatorial fights were all auctioned off on the spot and then sold out. The dishes are cooked in the back hall kitchen and then served to the table. This wine room can be said to squeeze the value of slaves and gladiators to the limit. The scene was so bloody and cruel that even Goron, the ogre chef, felt slightly uncomfortable. He could not imagine the extent to which the minds of the madmen who screamed from beginning to end had been twisted. But these Gorons don't care, he only cares about his mission, how to obtain stronger power as quickly as possible. Rescue the family and bury the fairy tale.
Gronn, who was sitting in the corner, was playing with the newly acquired dwarf musket in boredom. With the activity of magic cannon messengers and gun warriors in recent years, this kind of gunpowder weapon now has a good deterrent effect. Sitting in this kind of The dark wine-drinking children originally attracted a lot of malicious looks, but in the end they all shrank away from the double-barreled pistol.
After the fighting and auction ended, the "Army Chicken" tavern gradually became quiet, and the audience who watched the performances and tasted delicious food dispersed. The only ones left were those who simply just wanted to drink.
The rugged chef who was very active just now sat opposite Gron with a beer glass that could be called a small wooden barrel. He smashed the heavy wine glass on the table, looked at Goron with crooked eyes and said, "Didn't your mother tell you that children can't drink casually? And..."
His eyes glanced at the musket in Gron's hand, and the greedy light flashed away.
"Also, it's not a good thing for children to play with guns. It's better to ask your uncle to keep it for you."
With a flick of his wrist, Goron had already avoided the rugged chef's big hand reaching out to snatch the pistol. His movements were extremely smooth. With a wave of his hand, the muzzle of the gun was already pressed against the head of the chef.
"Hey. I'm just joking with you, kid. Don't take it so seriously." The head chef said with a cold face, the brilliance of the God of War's fighting spirit flashed on his forehead. This guy was actually a second-level warrior. . Noticing the situation here, several thugs and sexy and beautiful waitresses in the tavern came towards here one after another, each with murderous intent. At a glance, it turned out that each of them had considerable strength.
Goron frowned, but in the end he did not list the chef among the "trouble" that needed to be eliminated. He moved his wrist, and a contract was already in his hand. Goron patted the contract on the table, his face He said calmly: "I came here because of it. I don't want to cause trouble. Who is my client here, 'One-Eyed' Rem?"
The head chef's face changed, and he waved his hand back to signal the thugs and maids to leave. Then he gently pushed away the muzzle of Goron's gun and said in a deep voice: "I am 'One-Eyed' Rem."
Seeing Goron looking at his eyes in confusion, Rem chuckled and slapped himself on the back of the head. A huge glass eyeball suddenly fell out of his right eye socket and rolled around on the table.
Goron withdrew his pistol, and the one-eyed Rem also put back his artificial eyes. He said in a deep voice: "I remember that I hired the most skilled killer in that damn circus, but why did they send you? Come on kid. Judging from your age, my son is twice as old as you. But you have broken the first-level seal, which is really rare. Plus, you seem to be a gun warrior... Forget it. , I guess it can come in handy, but here’s the ugly thing, if you are of no use, I won’t pay you even a single copper coin. If you hold me back in the mission, I will let you stand just now. On the stage of the performance, if you fail to harm me in the end, then needless to say your own fate, I will strip all of your damn circus naked and hang them from the mast. By the way, your tame The beast master seems to be quite beautiful, but recently customers have been complaining that there are too few humans on stage... "
For such a threat and such a person, Goron had no interest in interacting with him at all. He was still playing with the musket in his hand silently, and the expression on his face did not change.
Seeing his overly young appearance, One-Eyed Rem thought about it and finally felt uneasy. He spat thick phlegm on the ground, turned around and shouted loudly: "Bruce, come here and help me try this little baby." Let’s see if he is qualified to accept my commission.”
... ... (To be continued...)
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