One Piece: Ten Thousand Worlds Tavern Opens In Sabaody Archipelago

"You actually temporarily lived in this world?"

Thor froze for a moment.

Except for sleeping, Lukya never leaves her territory easily.

As a "spectator faction".

Although she does not participate in the war, as one of the supreme gods, she must always pay attention to the situation.

Lukya nodded: "This world is very interesting."

"You will know after a few days of living."

Thor didn't agree immediately, his eyes were full of hesitation.

For so many years, I have been alone, can I really adapt to this kind of life?

She looked around the tavern.

The red-gold eyes swept over the busy Rem, Ram, and the dozing black cat.

Finally, Thor's eyes fixed on Ron: "Can you?"

Ron nodded: "If you think this place is good, you can stay and work in the tavern."

"No salary, just room and board."

Not that Ron wants to be the black boss.

It's because I'm afraid that Thor will look down upon...

She's far richer than Ron.

Dragons like to collect shiny things, such as gold and gems.

At this time.

Rem came over, stretched out his small hand and tugged at Thor's robe:

"If you are afraid of the dark at night, you can sleep with me or your sister."

Ram on the side also nodded with a smile.

A simple sentence, and a warm smile, seemed to melt the last trace of grudge in Thor's heart.

She stroked Rem's hair, and said with red eyes, "Okay..."

"Then let's clean up the room and bedding first." Rem said, then took Thor's hand and walked to the backyard.

Seeing this, Ron instantly became alert.

what's the situation?

How do you feel that Big Orange is set?

Suddenly, the system's mechanical notification sounded in Ron's mind:

[Ding, customer Thor has finished talking. 】

[Ding, the customer involved in the confidant: Emperor Yan Yan, will visit the tavern in the near future. 】

[Customer Thor: Dragon Magic, Dragon Physique, Host can choose one of the abilities. 】

Ron responded, "Dragon magic."

I have already obtained the dragon physique from Lukya before, and it is useless to choose again.

[Ding, congratulations, the host has obtained dragon magic, and now he is merging. 】

As the system's voice fell.

Ron's mind was suddenly filled with a lot of things.

All obscure, complex incantations.

But Ron was surprised to find that he could understand it?

This feeling is like an instinctive reaction engraved in DNA.

Is it because of the combination of dragon physique... Ron thought to himself, and began to study.

There are a lot of dragon magic in my mind.

For example: teleportation, stealth, volume change, violent BIFF, etc., all types are available.

 …

As time passed by every minute and every second.

Until the tavern closed, Ron still sat at the bar, continuing to immerse himself in dragon magic.

until late at night.

Feeling a little tired, Ron fumbled for a cigarette and lit it.

The smoky room.

A lazy voice broke the silence of the night in the tavern.

"Is this a cigarette?"

"I want to take a breath too."

Hearing this, Ron raised his head when he saw a delicate cheek approaching.

It's Rukya.

She hadn't slept, just sat on the bar with Ron.

At this moment, the distance between the two is very close.

We can even hear each other's breathing.

Ron asked, "Do you know how to smoke?"

"Anything can be learned, and smoking is no exception."

Lukya smiled and took the cigarette from Ron's hand, her bright little mouth was slightly opened to hold the cigarette butt.

In this very quiet environment.

Ron could even hear the sizzling sound of saliva dripping from the cigarette butt.

And Lucoa is an unqualified apprentice.

The smoke did not enter the throat. After staying in the mouth for a short time, the smoke was exhaled and floated directly towards Ron's cheek.

Ron didn't hide.

He allowed himself to be overwhelmed by the intertwined taste of Lucoa's mouth and the smell of smoke.

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, and their breathing became heavier.

It was like a primitive desire that had been suppressed for a long time, stirring up in the middle of the night.

"Do you think we are kissing indirectly?"

Lucoa's voice was still lazy but slightly hoarse, and her tone was full of charm.

Ron didn't respond, pretending to be nonchalant.

But below, they are trying hard to press.

Ron was unmoved.

She took a few more puffs until the cigarette butt was filled with her own scent, and then she put the cigarette butt back into Ron's mouth.

"Huh..." Ron breathed out a puff of smoke as he breathed a sigh of relief.

The smoke spiraled up like a rolling blue tide until it dissipated.

Suddenly...

There were gentle footsteps in the backyard.

Lucoa glanced at Ron's pants and was slightly disappointed: "Forget it, I won't tease you anymore."

language fall.

This slender, plump figure disappeared instantly.

At this time, Thor, wearing Rem's pajamas and slippers, came from the backyard.

There was sweat on her forehead, her beautiful blond hair was matted, and she had a sense of exhaustion all over her body.

Speaking of which, it might be that Rem's pajamas were a little too small, and after wearing them on Thor, the puppy pattern on his chest became fatter.

"Is there water?" Thor asked softly.

Ron handed over a glass of water and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Thor took the water and took a swig.

Just now...she dreamed of a scene in which she challenged the Gods alone.

The god threw out a ray of light, turned into a divine sword, and sank into his back.

It hurts.

But Thor did not back down, and instead roared at the gods.

Finally... Thor woke up from his dream and came to find water.

"I once fought. In that world, my body was filled with swords." Thor said intermittently.

Ron looked out the window and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Thor sipped the water in the glass.

"Does it still hurt now?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore..."

"That's good, good night." Ron stretched, stood up, passed Thor, and walked towards his room.

Thor's eyes moved slightly, and the fatigue and fear were swept away.

at last...

She looked at Ron's back with a smile on her lips: "Good night."

back to the room.

Listening to Rem's subtle breathing, Thor closed his eyes peacefully.

This night.

She slept very well and felt at ease.

 …

early morning.

The pub remains open as usual.

only.

There was a blonde girl in a maid outfit in the tavern, who always had a smile on her lips.

Taking advantage of breakfast time, Ron started the intestinal training of Thor and Lucoa.

"Ahem... First point, once you encounter a guest who is causing trouble, never fight alone if you can fight in a group. If you can't beat them, run away."

"Second, no credit is allowed for small businesses. A man will have his legs broken, and a woman will be sent to my bed. Oh no, she will stay and work..."

Thor said softly to Lucoa while holding a small notebook to write down:

“The training was really interesting.”

Lucoa smiled and said, "It will be more interesting in the future."

Just as Ron was talking endlessly.

Suddenly the tavern doorbell rang.

jingle....

Two tall men wearing righteous cloaks walked in one after the other.

Thor immediately stood up and said, "Welcome."