After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King

  Chapter 187 The idiot who finds fault

  Hazlotha... This city is a typical commercial city. No one in the city is engaged in production. The job of most of them is to sell things from one place to another.

   Yes, it's the same whether you're a merchant or a pirate.

  The difference is that different purchase methods bring different purchase costs and risks, and there is a gap between the diversity of sales places... nothing more.

   To put it bluntly... Merchants usually pass by Hazlotha to buy supplies, eat, drink, and play; pirates usually rob things and then come to Hazlotha to sell, so the consumption power here is very strong.

  So there will be a lot of service industries...whether it's a tavern or a hotel.

   There are also venues for Qinse and other entertainment venues.

  So naturally, this place is full of lights, and it has become a [city that never sleeps] that is quite difficult to see in this world. A little... It can also remind you of the past world.

  Of course, it is forced to miss.

   "..."

   "Is there anything to drink?"

  Ira, who went downstairs, asked the innkeeper who was wiping the glass. At this moment, the first floor of the inn, which is a tavern, is still brightly lit, and there are still many drinkers drinking freely.

   "Only wine."

   The innkeeper with a fierce face replied, although he looked very fierce, but his voice was very gentle... He seems to be a pretty good guy, and he really can't be judged by his appearance.

   "Plop..."

  A corpse with a blood hole in its head fell out from under the bar next to the boss and lay flat on the ground... The boss kicked it indiscriminately, and hid the corpse again.

   Hazlothar indeed forbids private fighting and killing... However, there are often people who do it secretly.

   "Then, come to me..."

  Ira was talking, but before he finished speaking, a drunken drinker started yelling loudly: "Hahaha, what a brat? Let's go home early and drink milk!"

  Although his companion pulled the drinker vigorously and motioned him to stop talking, the other party still finished the sentence in a complete manner... Suddenly, the tavern became silent.

  Everyone looks at Ira, wondering how things are going to play out.

  Some people also glared at the man who spoke harshly to Ira, as if he was about to fight... In this world, Ira has his own support, after all, people from the Ira faction will not only stay in the empire.

   "Sorry, he's drunk... get lost!"

   "What, it's just a..."

   "..."

The person sitting on the table, with his companion who spoke rudely, left the tavern in a scrambling manner. After running for a while, he turned his head and took a look to confirm that there was no attack flying over. I apologize.

  Ira tilted his head, he shook his head helplessly, and said: "Maybe, there are always people who like to judge a person's real age by their appearance, right? There are always such people, and it is not worth getting angry."

  The other drinkers in the tavern who were sitting on pins and needles nodded one after another.

   "Give me a glass of mead."

  Ira said so, and sat on the seat after the two people left, and almost immediately, five or six drinkers shouted in unison: "I buy this drink!"

   "I'll invite you for Mrs. Ira's sake!"

   "I have a treat..."

   "..."

  Ira didn't care about those very attentive people, but the tavern owner looked at those people with disdain and said, "That must be invited by the shop! My mead! The dwarves will agree to drink it!"

  But dwarves like to drink strong wine—the possibility of dwarves praising mead is no greater than that of elves praising the tenderness of steak...Of course, it can also be understood that the boss is exaggerating.

  This is also one of the reasons why Ira was not prepared to cover up his appearance from the beginning. The more chaotic the place, the more he needs to show his strength, so that he can avoid a lot of trouble.

  Of course, there are still people who don't have long eyes.

   "Come on!"

The innkeeper shouted, and brought two glasses of cool and sticky mead to Ira. He looked at the bustling hotel with satisfaction, and felt that he might be able to take advantage of Ira's fame in the future. Soaring.

  The fact is indeed the case... The celebrity effect is fully reflected in the consul, and it can be said that it is a little fanatical in the former chief consul, Yila.

   "Two cups?"

   "Give you a cup~"

   "..."

Ira didn't bother to say anything, he picked up the glass of wine, and took a sip of the wine with a strong honey aroma... To be honest, it was sweet on purpose, although it might suit the appetite of the people of the empire, but after all it was a bit sweet. rough.

   I don’t think it tastes as good as white ball wine.

   "Gudu~gudu~gudu~"

   "Gudu~gudu~gudu~"

  After simply drinking two cups of mead with low alcohol content due to the limitations of the times and technology, Ira tentatively gave a positive evaluation: "Not bad, better than what I drank in many imperial taverns."

   After finishing speaking, Ira didn't care about the ecstatic face of the tavern owner, and left the tavern directly.

However, according to Ira's guess, the boss will soon replace [Ira will say yes after drinking] to [Ila will say yes after drinking]. After all... the latter sounds more credible, and after all, it is true Well said.

  Tonight, he still has some doubts to answer...

  …

  Ira strolled in the dark alleys, deliberately avoiding the brightly lit streets. With the increase of footsteps, he didn't even need to look back to feel... the person he was waiting for was drawn over.

   Turning her head, Yila saw five or six men blocking the entrance of the alley, showing malicious intent.

   "Do you know me?"

   This is the first sentence Ira said.

   "Since the mooring, you have been paying attention to us, right? Now it seems that it is not for sex... Even if it is, it is me, not Xilina and the others."

   This is the second sentence Ira said.

In this regard, the men smiled sinisterly, and the leader responded: "How can the real Ira have such a good relationship with monsters? I heard that Ira has to kill monsters every day to fall asleep." of."

   "..."

   "I may not be, so... what do you want?"

  Ira asked this, this is the third sentence he said, and he has already confirmed that the other party is not a big fish, or even someone who came to seek revenge, so he has no interest in saying the fourth sentence.

   I don't even bother to kill them...just give them to my childhood playmate Larian.

   "..."

   "Kill you, and then take your companions as rare slaves and sell them~"

   "It's a dragon and a succubus! That kind of thing, whether it's intact or not doesn't have a big impact on the price, right?"

   "Hey hey hey!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

   "..."

  Looking at these men who started to lust, Yila felt that she might have to renege on her promise.

  Maybe, the fourth sentence needs to be said—

   "First Wing Pillar Scarlet Dragon Wingspan!"

  (end of this chapter)