CHAPTER 590: CHAPTER 271 SOUTHWIND VALLEY

Bruto.

The border town south of Liberty City Federation.

Liberty City Federation, the force south of Eastern Wilderness.

It’s said to be a faction, but it’s more of a loose alliance, consisting of several towns combined.

They defend their own autonomy.

This results in the area being somewhat more chaotic compared to other countries.

They have their own unique set of rules.

And in this city.

There is a newly opened tavern.

The signboard naturally boasts the classic Dwarf beer.

This sign has often appeared since ancient times, but most of them are fakes.

But now the business of this tavern is quite good, because there are real Dwarves inside.

The beer they sell truly has both a taste and price that are considered appropriate.

This tavern is named "Southwind Valley."

Compared to the surrounding buildings, this tavern stands out somewhat because it’s been open for less than a year, so inside and outside have been renovated.

The surrounding buildings look somewhat old.

Moreover, its location is at the end of the city’s commercial street, so the geography is decent.

Vasily, dressed in simple and plain clothing, pushed open the tavern door and entered.

As soon as the door opened, the noisy sounds came from inside.

The noisy drinkers at the tables did not turn to face the new customer.

Only the bartender turned to glance.

He walked over and sat by the bar.

"What’ll you have?" the bartender asked.

"A large mug of Mountain Song."

"Looks like you’re quite thirsty," the bartender said with a smile, picking up a large mug, as long as half an arm, and filled it up.

On this slightly warm day, the mug surprisingly emitted a faint chill.

Evidently, the beer keg has a certain magic effect, capable of cold storage.

This is one reason why this tavern is so popular.

"Ah~"

After a big gulp of ice-cold beer went down.

Vasily let out a satisfied sound.

At this moment, noises came from behind.

Everyone in the tavern couldn’t help but turn their attention there.

"Are you blind, you damn swine?" a burly, strong man frowned and said angrily.

He still wore leather armor with metal plates, dressed like a mercenary, with several companions by the table.

The one he insulted was a slightly drunk middle-aged man, holding half a beer.

"Oh, sorry."

He looked at the drink spilled on this strong man’s bare arm.

"I’ll find a rag to wipe it off for you."

But the burly man didn’t appreciate it, grabbing the middle-aged man’s clothes and pulling him over.

The force was so great that, in an instant, the middle-aged man’s beer was smashed onto the floor.

"I’m in a bad mood right now, you stupid swine, and an apology won’t solve this."

The burly man said fiercely.

Seeing this man’s fierce appearance, the middle-aged man seemed fearful, his expression timid.

"Hey, I just spilled some beer on your hand, that’s all."

The burly man flashed a sinister smile. "If you can’t produce something to appease my anger.

Then I’ll just have to loosen up a bit."

He started raising his fist.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was so scared he shut his eyes tight, pulling his head back.

"Don’t cause trouble here," someone at another nearby table shouted, causing dissatisfaction among the surrounding drinkers.

The burly man frowned, looking towards where the voice came from. "You itching for a beating too? Otherwise, shut your trap, or I’ll personally seal it up!"

"Hey! Make him quiet down, he’s already affecting me!"

Upstairs on the second floor of the tavern, a large man dressed like a merchant shouted down.

The burly man was about to continue the insults.

But he suddenly realized the bartender had come beside him at some point.

The bartender looked like a young man in his teens, ordinary in appearance, seemingly not strong.

The burly man frowned, about to say something.

But he saw the bartender just reached out, grabbing his wrist.

He was about to speak but felt a sudden immense force on his wrist.

"You..."

Before he could finish, the powerful force made him shut up and resist without objection.

The bartender just smiled and calmly pried open his hand.

The middle-aged man was released.

"Thank you! Thank you!" he repeatedly thanked the bartender.

"It’s necessary, we can’t let customers be at risk in our place, right?" the bartender said with a smile.

Afterwards, he placed the clean towel he held in the other hand on the seized hand.

"Use this to wipe off, sir."

The burly man’s companions stood up.

And only after finishing did the bartender release his hand.

The burly man snatched his hand back, looking at the deep red bruise on his wrist.

Then he used the other hand to hold back his companions.

"We’re leaving," he just said.

Then led his men towards the door.

Behind, the bartender’s voice sounded: "You haven’t paid yet, sir."

A silver coin was thrown with rage, even making a sound as it cut through the air.

But the bartender caught it steadily.

Then only the sound of the door closing was heard.

Seeing no more commotion, the tavern’s customers returned to their seats.

"Such a pity, I thought his temper would lead to a fight," a customer shook his head, regretting.

The companion beside him looked at him, unable to resist mocking: "You just want to see someone be as foolish as you were, so you feel better."

"Hey, didn’t we agree to not mention that again?"

The familiar drinkers around couldn’t help but laugh.

The reason this tavern has so many guests is because the security is assured.

Whether it’s the cook or the bartender, they possess formidable strength.

This is why many merchants conduct business on the tavern’s second floor.

The lodging here is also more expensive than elsewhere.

"Another disturbance," Vasily said after sipping beer.

The bartender had already returned, shrugged helplessly.

"Who doesn’t? There are always new customers."

Finishing, he looked at Vasily: "How’s your business?"

"Found some, but not much, rather troublesome, still needs some time."

Upon hearing this.

The bartender only nodded with a slight smile, saying: "Then be careful, not many people around here."

"Haha, don’t worry."