Open Your Quest Log Chapter 66

In the early morning, Barrett pushed the door and walked out of the cold wooden house.

After a night of deep sleep, his physical condition has recovered a lot, and his full energy can make him feel the hunger in his stomach. He moved his stiff neck and prepared to go to the tavern agreed with Old Will.

At this time, the Bay of Pigs is a bit deserted, far less lively than during the day or night. The vast majority of people are still immersed in dreams at this time, and even the sound of the blacksmith's clanging iron has been cut off.

Passing by the thorn tent, Barrett saw a fair-skinned, messy-haired cute boy who was pulling a drunken adventurer out of the tent.

The drunk leaned on Ke Ren'er's body, squinting his drunken eyes, and kept putting his nose on her cheeks and neck. He put one hand on Ke Ren'er's waist, and the other hand kept trying to grab her chest, but every time he was in the air, that arm was exhausted and hung down, unable to reach her. That full *full*softness.

But the drunk continued to do this subconsciously, and he didn't seem to give up.

"Elena, Elena..." The drunk murmured unconsciously, "Let me kiss you, hiccup... Phew, I want to **** you..."

Ke Ren'er turned her head to the side, "Let's talk about it when you can harden up." She said in disgust.

The woman staggered out of the tent covered with thorns on the back of the drunk. During the period, due to the drunkard's disorder and dishonesty, Keren's long skirt was scratched by the thorns.

She scolded in a low voice, and staggered forward a few steps. After walking out of the thorns, she took the drunkard to the side of the road, straightened up and gasped, and the full *full* softness followed. The ups and downs of breathing are truly seductive.

The alcoholic was lying on the ground, his arms still raised in the air from time to time, "Elena, Elena..." He shouted indiscriminately.

Keren glanced at the drunkard on the ground angrily, leaned down, grabbed the drunkard's hand and put it on his full body and rubbed it a few times.

"We've settled." Ke Ren'er said, "Next time you come again, you'd better be more awake, at least remember what my name is. My name is Ariel, not Elena. Who knows who this Elena is. Shameless bitch."

She got up and was about to return to her thorn tent, and when she found Barrit coming from not far away, she smiled charmingly at the barbarian.

Barrett responded with a smile and shook his head politely. The other party immediately rolled his eyes and turned to leave. As Ke Ren'er walked, she looked down at the cut on her long dress, and muttered something dissatisfied.

I should have stayed here overnight, not in that dilapidated wooden house. Barrett looked at the tents standing among the thorns and thought silently in his heart.

When the barbarian came to the 'Fortune, Fortune' tavern, the tavern had not yet opened, and he knocked on the oak door wrapped in iron with his right hand. After three heartbeats, he switched to his left hand and tapped again.

The bright golden sign on the edge of the tavern's door shook violently. When Barrett knocked on the door for the fifth time, there was finally a response from behind the door.

"Come on, don't knock, the undead in the cemetery have to wake you up!" The voice responded loudly, from far to near, "Damn it, who is so early?" Then it turned into a low-pitched curse. With a messy unlocking sound, the oak door was opened with a small slit, and a bloodshot eye emerged from the slit.

"Why so early?" 'Eyes' asked.

"Eat." Barrett shrugged.

"Why so early?" 'Eyes' asked repeatedly.

"I'll come over when I'm hungry."

"Damn, the rooster won't get up earlier than you." The 'Eyes' continued to curse, and then the door was fully opened, and a fat middle-aged man with a beard and gaunt face blocked the incoming sunlight with his hands. Looking at Barrett with a frown, he said, "Why don't you go to Old Danny's to eat pork offal?"

"I just came back from the forest and want to eat something good."

"You came back alive again?" The fat tavern owner looked at Barrett up and down, "And unscathed? This world is really unfair."

"Everyone said that." Barrett bypassed the middle-aged man and walked into the pub, "but people couldn't do anything about it."

He walked to a table by the window, stretched out his hand to open the window, and let in the cool air. There is a withered chestnut tree outside the window, and two delicate bird nests are naked in the canopy without the leaves.

Barrett took the oak chair upside down from the dining table and sat down. "A glass of rye beer, grilled onions in gravy, and the seafood soup you used to make with clams, cod, and crab, a stuffed Grilled chicken full of sweet corn and mushrooms, and some cheese and thick slices of bread pan-fried with butter." Barrett sat down and looked at the tavern owner, "If you have something fresh, bring some."

He hasn't eaten since he came back from the foggy forest yesterday afternoon. He slept on an empty stomach for a whole night. His appetite and food intake are estimated to be comparable to those of an ogre.

The owner of the tavern is called "Fat Downey", but Downey is not his real name. God knows why someone called him that in the first place, anyway, once everyone defaults to his name, it doesn't matter what his original name was.

Downey is also the chef of the tavern. His craftsmanship is very good, but his temper is not very good, and the price of dishes is relatively expensive in a place like the Bay of Pigs, so generally only adventurers with money will come. He had his last meal here.

"Get rich?" Downey asked.

"A little gain, otherwise it will come to your black-hearted place." Barrett replied. Few of those who can return from the foggy forest alive come back empty-handed.

"A team of adventurers caught a ferocious wild boar nearly five meters long from the foggy forest two days ago. It's a big guy. It can easily hold three adults in its stomach, it's really big!" Downey said. .

You wouldn't think so if you saw the second frost bug we caught. Barrett said in his heart.

"I took a pig's leg." Downey gestured the size of the pig's leg with his hand. "The meat on the pig's leg was as hard as a stone. I borrowed a warhammer and knocked it soft for two days. I I have stewed pork leg with garlic, onion, and carrot, and it has been stewing for three days today, would you like to cut a small piece for you to taste?"

Barrett nodded, "Here's a big piece, add some sauce, and add more basil."

"I wish I could have such a good appetite as you." Downey moved his fat body and turned into the kitchen.

After half a cup of tea, a woman in her thirties wearing a linen robe entered through the door of the tavern. After the woman entered the door, she saw Barritt sitting by the window at a glance.

"Mr. Barrett? It's so early?" the woman greeted Barrett, "I thought I was dazzled, but the boss never opens the door until after noon."

"There is no reason not to do business if you have business." Barrett said with a smile.

"You have to deal with a bad guest coming," a shout came from the kitchen.

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, "Have you finished ordering? Then I'll show you." She turned and walked into the kitchen.

This woman's polite demeanor was out of tune with the whole Bay of Pigs atmosphere, but Barrett was accustomed to it. This woman named Camille is said to be the daughter of a noble family, and her family seems to be an ancient family with some history.

However, when Camille was young, he eloped with an adventurer. In order to avoid the family's pursuit, the lovers traveled many places in the Griffin Kingdom and finally came to the Bay of Pigs.

Unfortunately, Camille's lover stayed in the misty forest forever during an adventure. There are thousands of adventurers like him every year. After all, the misty forest is not a kind place.

The grief-stricken Camille did not return to the family because of this, nor did he become a lovely person because he was isolated and helpless. She lived alone in the Bay of Pigs for nearly ten years, changing clothes, mending leather armor, working as a barmaid in taverns, and tending wounded adventurers to doctors. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

She has always lived on her own, and after being harassed several times, everyone knew that there would always be a sharp dagger hanging under her robe. Not only that, this woman can use weapons and really dare to fight for her life. After that, few adventurers would harass her again, and even some newcomers who didn't understand the rules would be warned by other adventurers.

The Bay of Pigs is a dirty place, but it also has its own rules and bottom lines.

That girl also had a dagger, and a girl with burgundy hair appeared in Barrett's mind. Although the dagger was not sharp, it could cut bread and frighten goblins...

Just as Barrett was thinking about it, Camille came out of the kitchen with two dinner plates.

"Do you have a good appetite?" Camilla said with a smile. She put two plates in front of Barrett, then turned to the counter of the tavern to get Barrett a rye beer.

One of the wooden plates contained thick slices of bread fried to golden brown with cheese, while the other had roasted onions in gravy. The steaming thick slices of bread and the plump, gravy-dipped pearl onions are a real appetite-suck.

"The other dishes will take a while." Camille brought the rye beer to Barrett, turned and returned to the kitchen.

Barrett picked up a roasted onion dripping with brown gravy from the wooden dinner plate and bit it down with a crunchy click between his teeth. The sweet pearl onion with its salty and rich gravy burst from Barrett's mouth, making him sigh of satisfaction.

The barbarian took another gulp of the cool rye beer and used the rye beer to send the roasted onions to his stomach. He felt that the best life was nothing but this.

Chapter end