Tavern in Another Dimension: Getting the Elf Queen Drunk at the Start

Chapter 49: What Does the Devil's Smile Look Like?

In the tavern, except for the lights around the bar counter, everywhere else was dark.

The door of the tavern was left ajar, and the moonlight shone near the door.

The dim lights focused on the bar counter.

The warm yellow lights highlighted the ambiguous atmosphere.

Alan poured out some Lafite and pushed the wine glass in front of Orina as usual.

Orina looked very happy with a smile on her face.

Alan was happy from the excitement tonight, so he was planning on having a drink with her.

Ding...

The two tall glasses made a clear sound after colliding with each other.

"You had a good time tonight, didn't you?"

Orina took a sip of Lafite and asked Alan.

"I did. Mister Wayne and the others really know how to make a ruckus."

After a pause, he added.

"Abraham is also very interesting."

Looking at the young man's bright smile, Orina felt like she was affected by his happiness.

The two of them chatted casually as usual until they finished a bottle of wine. Afterward, Orina got up and left. This was the tacit understanding between the two of them.

Alan did not realize that the relationship between Orina and him seemed to be different from the others since a long time ago. There would always be some strange tacit understanding between the two of them. Neither ever said anything, but they both knew what they should do it.

Every time Orina left the tavern, she would turn around at the corner and see the young man standing at the tavern door, watching her leave.

When he saw her turn around, he would shake his hand and bid her farewell.

Orina liked this feeling. There was an ambiguous feeling between them.

Today was the day before the Harvest Festival, and the streets were covered with decorations from the governor's manor.

The competition area, the relax area, the waiting area, and the game area were all set up. The only thing left to do was to wait for everyone to bring their food first thing in the morning. Then, Morad would move the wine barrels over, and the celebration would start.

When Mister Wayne left with Abraham last night, no one knew where they went. They only knew that Abraham was sitting in Wayne's blacksmith shop the following morning looking exhausted.

When they passed by the blacksmith shop and saw this scene, they remembered the brawl between the two last night. Connecting to Abraham's current appearance, it made people fantasize about what happened. When the people who drank at the tavern yesterday saw this, they were shocked at first, but then they smiled evilly.

After leaving the tavern last night, Wayne originally wanted to bring Abraham to the red light district, but halfway there, Abraham passed out from drunkenness.

Wayne didn't know what to do, so he brought him home. That was the reason why everyone was able to see both of them at the blacksmith shop together this morning.

After waking up in the morning, Abraham expressed his worry and shame about his drunken behavior.

He thought that if the humans suspected him, he would have to immediately flee and start over in another city.

However, what situation is this?

These humans not only don't suspect his identity at all, they even looked at him with an inexplicable gaze.

If Alan saw this, he would tell the great Evil Lord that the "inexplicable gaze" everyone was looking at him with was known as "caring for the mentally handicapped is everyone's responsibility".

For Abraham, it was a good thing that no one suspected his identity. Moreover, his mission to occupy a stronghold was not complete yet. It would be a failure if he was exposed like this.

Besides, the drinks served in the tavern were so delicious. He didn't drink enough last night. There was another drink on the menu that he hadn't tried yet.

The moment Abraham thought about the drinks served in the tavern, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Since these stupid humans hadn't suspected his identity yet, he had to focus his investigation on the tavern.

This tavern was destined for the demon clan. There was also a teenager who could brew good liquor. The Demon King would like him.

When Wayne saw the man in front of him was so engrossed in his own fantasy that he was chuckling, he couldn't help but shake the goosebumps off his body.

"Um, Abraham?"

Wayne asked tentatively.

Now that the man in front of him was no longer affected by the alcohol, he returned to the original appearance when they first met. He was so quiet that he looked neurotic. He placed his hood back on and hid his face in the shadows.

"If you don't have anywhere to go, you can stay in the blacksmith shop for the time being. After all, I live alone, and we can go to Little Alan's place for drinks at night."

Wayne wanted him to stay so he could monitor him, but he also felt like they had quite a bit in common. After all, after drinking, Abraham and he got along quite well.

To Wayne's surprise, Abraham rejected him.

"No need. Your lord as his own place to go."

After saying that, he turned around and left the blacksmith shop, ignoring Wayne who was dumbfounded.

The blacksmith shop was located on the main street. Compared to the back street where the tavern was located, it was more prosperous and crowded.

Abraham suddenly felt a little unaccustomed and panicked slightly while standing on the crowded street. After he identified the direction of the tavern, he lowered his head and quickly ran toward the back street.

He came to the dark alley again and returned to the corner in the shadows.

Abraham finally let out a sigh of relief.

He skillfully took out his diary and opened it.

Hailar calendar: the third day after invading the human world

Today was the third day I invaded the human world as the vanguard for the demon clan. I am feeling a little depressed.

Ever since I left the abyss, I missed my hometown very much. (crossed out)

The human world was a good place. It was clean, beautiful, had many interesting new things, delicious food, and super delicious wine...

There was also a child that I think would be very suitable to bring back to the demon clan...

The human world was a good place. The sun was bright and the spring breeze was warm.

However, I am the Demon King's most important right-hand man. I cannot be enticed by a little beauty in the human world.

As the vanguard, I must complete the Demon King's mission perfectly!

PS: the mission completion time is up to fate. After all, there are too many powerhouses in the human world. I am but a single demon. I am facing great difficulties completing this mission by myself. I believe that the Demon King will understand.

After checking it, he closed the book with a smile. He carefully placed it in his pocket and raised his head.

History was always astonishingly repeating itself. At the entrance of the alley, a four or five-year-old boy with his pants half-off...

This time, Abraham whistled calmly and swaggered past the child, leaving the alley.

After the child finished peeing, he pulled up his pants and shouted while running to his mother, "Mom, there's a pervert over there..."

Passing by the snack shop, the auntie in the shop saw Abraham again. This time, the auntie did not hesitate. She picked up a bag of bread from the table and ran out of the door.

She stuffed the paper bag into Abraham's arms.

"Little Alan told me that you're just a little shy. Don't take to heart what happened yesterday."

"If you're hungry in the future, you can come to auntie's shop. I can give you the leftover bread."

The auntie didn't wait for Abraham to respond. She turned around and walked into the shop smiling. From her small steps, one could see that the auntie was happy.

Maybe she was happy because she did something good.

Abraham stared blankly at the bag of bread in his arms. When he turned around, he could see the auntie in the snack shop. She was arranging the freshly baked bread on the shelf with a bright smile.

The paper bag in his arms was constantly emitting an alluring bread aroma, and the heat it carried was transmitting to Abraham.

He stood on the street with the bread in his arms. A few steps forward was the tavern.

Suddenly, Abraham smiled, a warm smile hanging on his pale face.

He naturally took out a piece of bread from the paper bag and took a small bite. This was the most delicious bread he had ever eaten.

Abraham silently affirmed.

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