~： Acquisition

Late in the night after three days, a pub named 'Blackwood Glass' at the end of Squirrel Street.

The tavern was originally famous on Squirrel Street, and some dwarves were frequent visitors to this tavern. Since a pub named 'hearthstone' was famous in Nolan, the days of other pubs It has become harder.

The dwarves poured into the tavern called Hearthstone like a demon, even if the pub was crowded with nowhere to go, there would be a lot of dwarves going to patronize, which is just like a group of demons. Addiction 'patients in general.

The peers who also run the pub also use the ‘the best pub to be swarmed into the ruins! 'This kind of twisted words to appease yourself.

Blackwood wine glasses are considered to be the lucky ones in the Nolan pub economic depression because they opened on Squirrel Street.

Under the film's image, a large number of Nolan residents recently went to Squirrel Street for sightseeing, which also made the guests who visited the black wood wine glasses a little more.

But it is only limited to one point. The human drunkard is no better than a dwarf who just turned 10 years old!

The dark wood wine glasses in the middle of the night were even more depressed. The drunken drunks scattered on the table were unconscious. The old lady holding a rag in front of the bar yelled at a young man. .

"Hom! You are going to go there again today! Then you can't see you in the daytime, don't want your salary!"

"Mrs. Elena... I...go to the competition." Although the young man said so, his eyes and cheeks were filled with bruises, and it seemed like he had just finished a fight.

"The game? Is it a nonsense with the stupid orcs? If you want to hear, I can tell you clearly now!"

When the owner of the pub was preparing to tear open her scorpion like a mother duck, the cries of the baby sounded in the pub.

The young man, known as Holm, immediately ran to the other side of the bar and found a baby girl in an open small cupboard. Holm immediately hugged the baby girl.

"Like you, a dreamer who only dreams every day, can't live this guy. I think you just throw her to the orcs for lunch, maybe the orcs will give you some money!" The pub boss's voice has completely overshadowed The cry of the baby.

Holm ignored the ridiculous sarcasm of the tavern owner. He looked at the yellow-skinned baby girl in the middle of the squat, with a protruding **** object on the forehead.

He kept trying to appease her and wanted to stop her crying.

Holm suddenly realized that the baby girl hadn’t eaten much in a day, and he didn’t even eat much in one day.

His eyes looked around and looked at it. When the sight saw some milk mixed in the wine behind the pub boss, his eyes flickered.

But soon a wooden cup flew to his feet, and the impact on the ground made a loud noise.

"If you want to eat, give me the honest work! And the little guy, I ordered you to throw away her immediately! Just like the mother of this guy." The pub owner said.

The cries of the baby became bigger under the sharp voice of the pub owner, and it has risen to an upset level, and the pub owner seems to be somewhat intolerable.

"Give me the guy..." The tavern’s words were not finished, and the pub’s door was pushed open.

If it is an ordinary guest, the tavern owner will continue to yell at her nephew without any intention, but she saw a magic guide at the door!

Since the World Expo, the magic car is a symbol of the upper class, only those big aristocrats and extremely wealthy businessmen have the ability to buy this magical magical machinery.

She immediately realized that a certain person had come to the pub. In the horror, the sour and mean expression on her face disappeared without a trace. The face suddenly filled with a smile, making people doubt her face. Is the muscle the same fluid as the slime?

"Excuse me...do you have what you need?"

She cautiously asked the group of people who walked into the pub. There were three in total. The leader seemed to be a businessman, middle-aged male, and slightly fat... There was a special charm in appearance and temperament.

The pub owner felt that the man in front of him was very familiar and had seen it somewhere, but he could not remember it.

Without waiting for her to enter the memory, the other party began to introduce her identity.

"Hello, I am a businessman at the Kelia Chamber of Commerce. You can call me Kelman."

"Kelman...you...you are not that...who is it on those drawing papers?" The tavern owner suddenly remembered the people he had seen before.

Those 'posting papers' posted on the Squirrel Street bulletin board, the content of the painting is very realistic, just like a real person, she remembers seeing people in front of a painting called "This devil is not too cold" .

"You must have made a mistake."

As an actor, Sir Bai Jinghua said that the panic is of course not a red heart. This time he did not visit a theater owner, but a businessman.

"I am here to hope to acquire your pub, madam." Sir Bai Jinghua took a look at the pub's environment and glanced at the tavern owner and said to her.

"Acquisition of the pub?!"

Hearing this sentence, the pub boss suddenly became alert. This pub is her family. Although the recent business is so desperate that she really has the idea of ​​selling the pub, she will not put her own. The family is sold out.

"Five thousand gold coins."

An old woman standing behind the white wattle suddenly said.

"We are willing to spend 5,000 gold coins to buy your pub."

Hearing this number, the owner of the tavern suddenly jumped. So many gold coins could be regarded as her nearly two years of turnover. The premise was that the **** 'hearth tavern' did not open.

In the current state of depression, it is only by selling a few ounces of ale, maybe she will not earn so much money for five or even ten years.

"Here is Squirrel Street. You don't know if more and more people have come to Squirrel Street recently?!" Although the owner of the pub is somewhat heart-warming, she does not want to give up this pub as simply.

The old woman behind Sir Bai Jinghua just wanted to continue to speak, but was interrupted by the cries of the baby.

This completely angered the tavern owner, she was talking about a big business, and the little guy could have ruined the business, just as the pub owner was ready to yell for the two guys to get out.

Another young man behind the white porch was surprised to go, and Sir Bai Jinghua also made a gesture of sorrow to the tavern owner.

"Please give those children a little more tolerance."

The old woman next to Sir Bai Jinghua said.

"I won't mind, let's continue to talk about the value of this pub."