This tavern is no stranger. The last time I came here, Lance came here for a drink. The fat tavern owner also "kindly" told Lance some useful information, and the name of the man Kuka was introduced to Lance by Billy.

Then Lance stepped into the door, and a warm greeting came from the bar.

"Hey, welcome."

When doing Billy's business, memory will naturally be great. If you can't even remember the face of the customer, then the business will not be familiar. Billy's greeting, pulled Lance's attention and walked straight towards the bar. He turned his head to look around the situation in the tavern and found that the business was similar to the last time he came - there were fewer people coming to drink during the day.

"I just said that if you are a regular customer, you will never miss the fine wine in our store. Brother, what are you going to come this time?"

"Honey wine." Lance had a special liking for this. Last time, he planned to drink another drink, but he blamed Yiwen's sudden appearance and made them leave in a hurry.

"Okay," Billy smiled, glanced at the others around Lance, and asked, "Where are the others?"

When he asked so casually, his voice suddenly became muddy. Everyone looked completely dull. I don’t know what you were talking about, but in the end, Lance made a comeback: “They are like me.”

"Oh, OK." When the tavern owner turned to the cabinet and took off the glass, he looked at Lance and the others from the corner of his eyes. He had to say that the impression of these people was always a bit strange, but Billy couldn't say where the specific strangeness was. Lance was fine, after all, he had chatted with him. His behavior was normal, but the two young men around him were looking around since they entered the store. If there were anyone who didn't know, they would think they saw such a novelty.

Billy didn't go into it too much, so he lined up empty cups on the bar one by one, and then injected honey wine into the cup. He casually talked to Lans: "How is the business recently?"

Obviously, he still remembers Lance asking him about the businessman's intelligence.

"It's normal." Lance turned his head and glanced in the tavern as he replied: "I heard that the businessman named Kuka is right here at the tavern. Don't you know his person is still here?"

When Billy heard this, he raised his head and whispered in one direction: "Ji, just sit in the corner there."

Lance locked his eyes according to Billy's prompt. He found a man in black clothes sitting at the table in the right corner of the tavern, and opposite him were two long-eared elves, who were talking, as if discussing something.

Just as Lance looked at this, the two elves had already stood up from the chair, pressed their hands on their chests and bowed, and then left, leaving the man in black alone. It was obviously the new businessman Cook who was mentioned by Billy.

"It's him?" Lance asked with the final confirmation.

"It's him." Billy is sure.

Lance quickly left two gold coins on the bar, then took the honey wine handed over by Billy and walked towards the corner table.

Kuka had just finished a business and was recording something on his notebook. This time, he didn't dare to neglect the business. He said that those elves were really careful. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have to go this trip in person. As a result, before he could write a few words, a glass of honey wine was placed in front of him. Kuka raised his head and saw someone sitting down at the empty seat opposite. He was a young man surrounded by guards.

Kuka was slightly stunned.

Before Kuka could react from surprise, Lance, who was sitting directly opposite him, spoke: "Hello, don't you mind if I disturb you for a little time?"

"You are..." Kuka looked at Lance from head to toe, his eyes slightly sharp. This young man seemed to be the leader of this group of people. His silver pupils and silver hair were not common in the continent of Fallonia. Kuka looked at the people around him one by one. How should he describe it? They were all dressed in a tightly wrapped traveler, and the meaning of trying to hide his identity was too strong.

Before Kuka could continue to observe, Lance continued to say, "My name is Lancelot, and he is a pioneering nobleman. How can I say that, because I am the third child in my family, I have no right to inherit the title and territory, so I want to take advantage of my youth to try my luck in this remote place. I heard that Mr. Kuka, you are a well-known businessman from far and wide, so I want to come to discuss a business with you. I wonder what the teacher wants?"

When he heard that the other party wanted to talk to him about business, Kuka's expression changed a little. He closed the record book and said, "It's just a false reputation given by some friends who are traveling with him. Mr. Lancelot, can I forgive me and ask, what is your family?"

"Hahahaha, since I have planned to make a world with my own abilities, no matter how powerful the family behind me is, it has nothing to do with me, so it's better not to mention it."

Lance's answer was very skillful. Not only did he take this topic that embarrassed him, but he also gave the other party a positive image of himself. Lance was quite satisfied with his defense.

Sure enough, Kuka stopped asking Lance's origin: "So, what does Mr. Lancelot want to get from me?"

"I want to buy you salt, cloth, spices and some daily necessities, and if I can, I need some weapons and armor." In order to make the deal come true, Lance emphasized one point: "I have enough money."

I don’t know if it was the businessman’s smart negotiations, but Kuka ignored Lance’s last sentence and only said one thought: “The thing is a bit complicated.”

"You know, as a pioneer, these materials..."

"I understand." Before Lance finished speaking, Kuka suddenly stood up from the chair, which made Lance, who had always liked to take the initiative, stunned him slightly, and heard the other party say, "Then let's change the place and discuss specific cooperation matters."

Lance felt that he had just started, but the other party seemed to have... agreed.

"Mr. Kuka, do you mean to agree?" Lance was confirming.

"As long as the price is right and there is profit to make, the merchant will not refuse every order delivered to the door." Kuka smiled and said, "Let's go. Or should I wait for your glass of wine to finish first?"

"No." Lance picked up the wine glass and put it to his mouth. He raised his head and drank it all, and then stood up from his position. As for the others, they either drank the wine glass boldly like Lance, or silently placed the wine glass on the table and followed Lance's pace.

The group came out of the tavern, and Lance saw two muscular men squatting at the door of the tavern and stood up. Kuka explained that this was his bodyguard, so he took Lance to choose a way to walk.

"Where are we going?" Lance asked.

"A place that will not be disturbed." Kuka replied lightly.

In fact, in order to facilitate their business, Kuka has an independent property in Lar Village. If it is there, there is really no need to worry about their conversation being heard.

I don’t know if it should be said that Kuka’s mansion is not far from the tavern, or that the entire village of Lar is not big. Under Kuka’s leadership, Lance and the others saw an exquisite small western-style building soon. Lance immediately praised the building. This was not Lance’s polite words, because compared to the abyss, human architecture is far superior to the abyss in terms of style and practicality.

After hearing the praise, Kuka just smiled and led Lance and his party into the door.

"Please wait for me in the study first. I told the kitchen to prepare lunch. Don't you mind staying for dinner?"

"certainly."

After a simple invitation, Kuka asked the maid to lead Lance and the others to the study, while Kuka himself led his two bodyguards. He walked through the other side door in the hall and ran to where he didn't know.

But the guest was at will. Although Lance and the others were not very clear about the social etiquette in the human world, they could not teach them how to adapt to the situation when they saw people talking, saying things like ghosts. He looked at Fiona specifically. After receiving the answer that there was no magic trap in the room, Lance could finally sit down and wait for the other party quietly.

"What, this human being is so arrogant. You dare to wait for you, the Chief of the County." After confirming that the maid who led the way left, Parker couldn't help but complain. He was not dissatisfied with himself, but he couldn't stand someone being arrogant and domineering in front of Lance.

For this, Lance only used one sentence as a reply: "Shut up."

Lance casually found a seat and sat down. Speaking of Mocha's study, the group of people in front of Lance were already a little crowded. If there were still people jumping up and down and making trouble...

"Brother Lance, look, what is this thing? It can move." Victor shouted enthusiastically in a voice that is far more than 90 decibels, but the good times did not last long. Before Lance could stop the idiot from letting him settle down, the crystal decoration on the desk fell to the ground and smashed.

Coincidentally, although not as much as Victor, Ravenkes, who was also unable to rest, walked to the front of a mural, and then reached out and pressed it there. With a clang, the bookshelf opposite the mural suddenly split from the center line, revealing a secret passage.

Lance was really angry. He began to regret bringing these two live treasures here. He couldn't help at all, but he kept cheating on his father and really treated him as a nanny for mentally retarded children. Fortunately, the owner of the room is not here now. If the other party saw this scene, I really don't know what I would like to think!

But Lance's only gratitude didn't last long. A click came from behind him, and Kuka appeared behind the open door in amazement.

Lance now wants to cut people with a knife.

"This, what's going on?" Kuka asked, who walked in with an unknown look.

"Well, a little accident." Lance felt for the first time that his language had become so scarce, but the situation in front of him really made him unable to find a vocabulary that could be used to argue.

"I didn't mean it." Ravenkes said quickly.

But when he said it, he suddenly realized that the bad food was bad, because Lance's face turned pale in an instant, even more angry than when he and Victor joined forces to create a farce.

Because what Ravenkes said was not a human language, but a complete word of the abyss.

"You are indeed not humans!"
Chapter completed!