Chapter 88 The Village Chief Who Delivered to the Door 【For Collection and Recommendation】

Zong Shen's tone was flat, and his expression didn't change much.

As if to tell something trivial.

Now he has been able to express a certain majesty and repression through his tone and expression.

"Yes... my lord, there is a total of 50 Continental Dinars."

The bartender nodded hurriedly, not daring to look Zong Shen in the eye.

[Wild Thorns Tavern] is one of the three most famous taverns in the Kingdom of Avalon.

All the villages under Bospon’s jurisdiction have the [Wild Thorns Tavern].

Therefore, the bartender's vision is not low. In his opinion, Zong Shen and the people around him are not simple.

Nine times out of ten, he was a nobleman who went out to practice. If it wasn't because he was too surprised to see a beautiful elf woman, he would not have lost his temper.

Luna's personality is a little cold, and she often has a sense of grief that the country is ruined and the family is destroyed.

As the number of professional fighters under Zong Shen increased, she became less and less outstanding in the team.

She naturally noticed the bartender's eyes, but she always remembered Zong Shen's explanation. After entering the village, she would never conflict with any villagers.

However, after Zong Shen took the initiative to speak for her, Luna was still moved.

There was also a strange look in Zong Shen's eyes.

Zong Shen opened the storage compartment, took out 50 of the money, and put it directly in front of the bartender.

This money refers to what they call the Continental Universal Dinar.

The bartender collected the money and brought out a 5L small wine barrel from the bottom of the wine cabinet.

Taking out a few more large wooden cups, Renza Broken Claw took the initiative to pick up the wine barrel and put it on a small square table nearby.

At the same time, a square table and a few chairs were dragged from the side and put together into a large table.

The bartender took out several plates and was scooping fennel beans from a wooden barrel onto the plates.

Zong Shen sat directly on the chair, and Favid and the others put the fennel beans, the wooden cup, and five forks on the table.

People in the Avalon Kingdom do not have chopsticks, and usually use forks, and even ordinary glasses are rare.

Renza Crackpaw fills every mug with beer.

Just one drink cost 50 Continental General Dinars, which made Zong Shen feel a little expensive. Before outside the square, Zong Shen had heard that a maid's monthly salary was only 20 Continental General Dinars. dinar.

This meal is equivalent to two and a half months' wages for a maid.

Zong Shen picked up the wooden cup and took a sip. The taste of the craft beer is very rich, the aroma is also very complex, and those delicate foams wandered in the lips and teeth.

Really comfortable.

Everyone is professional fighters, even Favid and Aishia, who are relatively weak in physique, are far better than ordinary people.

Zong Shen picked up an fennel bean, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it casually.

It tastes crunchy and crunchy, with a taste of fennel, and it is good to drink, very fragrant.

But Zong Shen Bixing didn't come to drink, his main purpose was to contact the village chief.

He raised his head and was about to ask the strategy to see who was the village chief.

An armed militiaman entered the tavern and came to a corner seat.

In the ear of an old man, whispering in a whisper, pointing to Zong Shen from time to time.

After some exchanges, the old man's eyes lit up, he got up and walked towards Zong Shen.

Behind him, there were two young people with childish faces and handsome looks.

The militiaman seemed to have another mission and left in a hurry.

The old man walked quickly, with a very steady pace.

He came to Zong Shen's wine table and said with a smile on his face.

"Hello sir, I'm the mayor of Sitano Village, can I talk to you?"

The old man bowed slightly and kept his attitude low, which surprised Zong Shen.

Stepping through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it.

Zong Shen looked at the old man.

Information appeared immediately.

[Mayor of Sitano Village: Spike]

【Level: 23】

【Race: Human】

(The old village chief of Sitano, he seems to have some tasks for you)

Zong Shen hurriedly stood up and held the old village chief's hand with a warm expression.

"Hello, village chief, please take a seat."

He picked up a chair from behind and invited the village chief to sit down.

The smile on the old village chief's face was even greater, and he sat beside Zong Shen.

"My lord, the militiamen of the village guard team told me about the arrival of you and your subordinates."

"We're in a little trouble in Sitano Village, and we'd be grateful if you would help us."

The old village chief said straight to the point.

After Zong Shen heard his words, he stared at him with playful eyes.

"Just being grateful?"

"Cough cough cough..."

The old village chief coughed a few times.

"Of course, we will pay you some compensation, and in addition you will get the friendship of Sitano Village."

[Mayor of Sitano Village: Spike, I send you a mission invitation]

【accept】

【reject】

When Zong Shen was about to choose to accept it, a young man in a hooded gown walked over quickly in the tavern, followed by three sturdy wolf knights.

"Village Chief, maybe I can complete your task. I don't need compensation, I just need to get the friendship of Sitano Village."

Oh, here comes a cut-throat.

This guy is squatting in the tavern, obviously waiting for the opportunity to contact the village elder.

Zong Shen glanced at him calmly.

The man, with dark brown skin and a thin build, was clearly not aboriginal to the Avalon Aboriginal people, but looked more like a Southeast Asian.

Sure enough, the data revealed his identity.

【Lord: Jayomar 1992317】

[Territory level: 0]

However, Zong Shen did not speak.

The old village chief shook his head first.

"My lord, unfortunately, your strength is not enough to help you."

After speaking, he turned his head away from him.

It made him look ugly.

The Southeast Asian lord named Jeyomar swept over Zong Shen and his soldiers, but said nothing.

Straight away with his subordinates.

Zong Shen watched them leave.

This was the first time he had come face to face with other living lords. Although there was no communication throughout the process, he was actually mentally prepared.

In fact, the density of lords in each area is not low, and every relic and aboriginal village will become a key target for the lords to compete for.

Even the lords themselves are some sort of contestable resource.

This is the inevitable trend of future development.

Fortunately, this old village chief has good eyesight.

Otherwise, Zong Shen will definitely take care of this guy.

He looked back.

Select [Accept] directly.

"I accept your task, let's toast to the friendship of Sitano Village!"

He took an empty glass and filled it with beer and handed it to the village chief.

The old village chief took the wine glass.

The two raised the glass together, touched it lightly, and then drank it all.

"Now, please tell me the details of the mission, and I will solve the troubles in Sitano Village."

Zong Shen put down the wine glass and said actively, waiting for further prompts from the mission.