Familiar Boss

Chapter 262
Samolo and Tririsina came to a tavern called Roshanya Tavern.

The tavern was very lively, all the seats were full, and even the front desk of the tavern was full of people.

Samolo and Cuilixina walked in, slowed down and glanced around coldly, and saw that many people around were drinking and chatting on their own.

Only occasionally a few people accidentally saw the two of them, and they all signaled their companions to look at them.

An orc and a female night elf are walking together, which is not very common, and there is speculation about their relationship.

Some people even bet each other on this.

"I bet they are husband and wife, a gold coin."

"I bet they were just companionship."

"Companionship? How can a rude orc allow such a beautiful girl to be by his side without being greedy? You will definitely lose now! Hehe!"

"I don't think they have anything to do with each other. They may have just walked in at the same time."

"Hehe, you are so stupid, anyone with long eyes can see it."

"I bet they have a master-servant relationship. The night elf is the master of the orc, and the orc is her slave."

"Everything will be known later, it's all over, it will open in a while!"

Samoro walked to the front desk and pushed the people next to him into a space.

The person who was drinking next to him was disturbed by such a push, and immediately turned his head angrily and glared at Samoro.

Samolo didn't shrink back either, he straightened his chest and stared at the man with his eyes straight.

Seeing that it was an orc with such an angry face, the man's arrogance immediately went down.

He knew that the orc had a bad temper and was brutal, so he had to bear it.

He took the wine glass on his table, turned his head and glared at Samolo unconvinced, as a way to show his last face, and then left the position silently and automatically.

Samolo didn't say anything, and came to the counter, and Tririsina also walked over.

"What would you like to drink?" The tavern owner is a middle-aged man in his 60s with a well-proportioned figure and a gray beard.

After he finished asking, he glanced at Cuilixina next to him, and immediately said, "It seems that the two of you are together?"

Out of face, Samolo didn't know how to answer for a while, and Cuilixina didn't want to tell others that she was with this orc, so she immediately replied: "No."

"Oh..." The tavern owner nodded blankly, but he confirmed that Samolo and Cuilixina were in the same group.

"Give me a plate of bread." Cuilixina glanced at Samoro next to her and said to the boss.

"Okay." The tavern owner replied with a smile, then turned to Samolo and asked, "So what about you?"

Since they were together, they ordered things together, so the tavern owner asked Samoro.

"Give me a glass of the strongest wine you have here, and two barbecues, one packed, and two grilled fish all packed." Samolo still did not forget Su Ke's instructions to him when ordering something.

"Okay, I'll come right away, please wait a moment."

After the tavern owner answered, he took a small piece of parchment and wrote on it, and then the parchment seemed to have grown wings. As soon as the tavern owner let go of his hand, it automatically flew to the back kitchen.

At this time, Cuilixina felt someone pat her on the shoulder behind her, and at the same time, a man's voice came: "Hey, this elf girl, can I buy you a drink?"

Cuilixina turned her head and saw that it was a drunken rough man, smiling obscenely, holding a big wine glass in one hand.

Tririshna didn't respond and turned her head back again. Samolo stood beside her and only turned her head to look at the sound without saying a word.

At this time, the man's hand on Tririsina's shoulder caught fire.

The rough guy seemed to feel something was wrong with his hand. The moment he picked it up, a burst of flames ignited. After feeling the pain, he was unresponsive, and quickly shook his hand wildly, shouting: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

The rough man frantically flicked his hands on fire and stepped back, watching the flames run down his arms and burn to the clothes on his body.

He became even more flustered, coupled with the fact that he was drunk, his footsteps were unsteady, his fat body fell heavily and rolled on the ground.

Several people on the table next to him hurriedly got up and rushed over to help him slap the flames on his body.

These people were obviously the companions of this rough man, and they slapped and extinguished the flames on his body in a frenzy.

At the same time, there was roaring laughter in the tavern. These mercenaries who were sitting and drinking were bored in their free time, and they wished for something exciting to watch.

At this moment, looking at the ugly appearance of this rough guy, I felt it was funny, and couldn't help holding my wine glass and laughing happily while watching the excitement.

The rough man was burned by this flame, and his whole body seemed to be more sober at this moment. He threw off his companion angrily, and rushed to Cuirixina's side to argue with her.

Cuilixina sat motionless, and Samolo also sat motionless, only the tavern owner glared at the rough guy.

"This is a tavern." The boss's faint voice sounded.

At this time, the companions behind hurried over, grabbed him, and hurriedly pulled him back to their seats.

The rough guy is still aggrieved and angry.

"Oh! It's over, it's so boring!"

"That's right! This chick is not easy to mess with! Hahaha!"

"Night elves are no ordinary chicks!"

"Watch out for your own life!"

Seeing that the bustle had subsided, the other mercenaries in the tavern felt unwilling and shouted jokingly.

"Look! Let me say that they don't know each other. You saw it just now. The guy went to provoke and strike up a conversation just now, but the orc didn't help!" stood up and said.

"Hurry up! Give me the money!" After speaking, he quickly reached out to his seatmate for the bet money.

"Are you kidding? He just didn't have time to make a move!" A person at the same table retorted.

"Anyway, they can't be husband and wife. Seeing their wife being bullied, it's impossible not to take action. It's absolutely impossible!" The man immediately analyzed.

"It's impossible to be a companion, let alone a master-servant relationship. See if the orcs didn't come forward to help. It's impossible for their master to be humiliated and the slave doesn't help. How can a slave be qualified to sit with his master?" Let’s eat together, so I’m willing to bet and pay the money.” Another person also helped that person analyze.

"The truth has not come out, you are so anxious to ask for money."

"If you don't believe me, go and ask."

"Hehe, I dare not."

"That's it, give me the money quickly! Come, come!" The man couldn't wait to reach out to collect the money.

"Alas..." At this time, everyone reluctantly conceded defeat, and all paid out their money one after another, and no one dared to ask the truth.

"This is a tavern, but you need to know the rules of the tavern." The spirits had already been served, and Samolo picked up the glass and said.

The slices of bread were also served, and Cuilixina picked up a slice of bread, and said casually, "Drink your wine, there's too much nonsense."

"Oh, well, well, fighting is not allowed in taverns." Samolo said after taking a sip.

"I'm not a mercenary, so I can't control that much." Cuilixina replied in a low voice while eating.

(End of this chapter)