Elves: Dark Ages

late at night.

Tuon Town, Red Rose Tavern.

This pub is not very big and can only seat a dozen tables.

But the landlady is a beautiful woman and has a good temper, so customers come here in droves.

"This is the 10th bottle of whiskey we drank tonight. Why are you raising Magikarp like a bitch?"

Chen Yang was lying on the edge of the bar, holding a bottle of Glendronach whiskey in his hand. After taking a big gulp, he spat out the strong smell of alcohol.

Looking at Oyink next to him, Chen Yang muttered.

This is a muscular man with a similar build to him. He is wearing a leather jacket, wheat-colored skin, and a cowboy hat on his head, covering half of his face. He looks very cool.

"You are a girl, your family is a girl."

Oink poured the remaining whiskey into his mouth and glared at Chen Yangdao.

Chen Yang chuckled and stopped arguing with Oyink.

This was the only drinking friend he could find after arriving in Tuon town.

However, this guy has a boring personality and is not good at words. Fortunately, his temper suits Chen Yang very well.

The two had only known each other for a few days, but they were already familiar with each other.

He is a warm-blooded man. Although he does not like to socialize, he has a good heart and is a very reliable friend.

As a butcher in the slums of Tuon Town, Oink always subconsciously exudes the aura of cruelty and blood, which makes people sick to smell him.

But this special temperament attracted Chen Yang very much, and he found it very interesting.

He likes to be friends with such friends.

Chen Yang was drinking at the bar, but the two little drunkards under the stool kept wandering around.

I saw marsh-leap fish and stir-fried pig, slumped on the wooden floor.

"Gala... la!"

"Stir fry?"

Marsh Leap Fish hugged the stir-fried pork shoulder, his eyes were confused, he was delirious, and he kept mumbling something.

Chao Chao Zhu handed Mao Yueyu another bottle of wine and made a confused sound.

Swampert took the whiskey unsteadily, raised his neck and drank it all in one breath.

"Hahaha, is your stir-fried pig interesting?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows at Oyink and laughed loudly.

Oink picked up the wine glass, was silent for a while, and then said:

"Chao Chao Pig is a poor child. I rescued him from the slaughterhouse of the Food Society. I named him Heaven."

At this point, Oink's voice became angry and sad, and his cheeks twitched slightly.

"Guest, please be quiet."

The proprietress at the bar turned around with a sweet smile on her face, but her voice was cold and rude, with a tone that could not be criticized.

"Okay, noble Miss Violet, I will shut up now."

Chen Yang shrugged and made an apologetic gesture to the beautiful proprietress at the bar.

The landlady rolled her eyes at Chen Yang and shook the snow pot.

"Have you heard that many ancient elves have appeared in the La Blanc mine recently? Someone discovered a gray flying dragon elf nearby."

"Really? That's a dragon elf!"

Everyone in the tavern was talking a lot, with excited expressions.

"It would be great if I could also have a dragon elf."

One young man said with envy.

"Haha, you have a beautiful idea. Dragon elves have long been monopolized by major families, and others can't even think about it."

"That's right. After all, one Poké Ball costs an average person more than half a year's salary."

"Ugh……"

Everyone was talking about it with envy on their faces.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the tavern became depressing, and everyone's eyes were directed towards the stairs.

I saw two figures walking towards the stairs, one black and one purple.

The black figure was wearing a long windbreaker. The man had a gloomy face and his eyes were as sharp as blades.

The purple one is a middle-aged aunt with dark and rough skin and a ring-shaped bun on her head. She looks a bit like the costume of an ancient wizard.

After she walked onto the second floor of the tavern, she looked around, looking for her seat.

"The Valkites..."

Someone in the tavern whispered.

Chen Yang's eyes flickered.

He knew about this faction, but he saw it with his own eyes for the first time today.

The Valckists were a faction of Greenock civilians who demanded the overthrow of the rule of the industrial oligarchs and aristocrats and the realization of the rights and economic demands of the people at the bottom.

But this faction is not very popular in the town of Tuon.

The reason is simple. Their behavior is too radical and violent. The Valk faction's dogma and ideas are deeply rooted and they disdain the mayor's orders.

There was even a believer who publicly killed several nobles in the town and was eventually imprisoned.

However, this matter was suppressed by the mayor and other nobles and was not announced. Otherwise, the nobles in the town would probably attack in groups.

They say they are a faction, but in fact they are more like a gang organization.

Both nobles and commoners think so.

"Why are people from the Valk faction here?"

Chen Yang looked at the two people walking down the stairs and frowned.

Oink stared at the wine glass, his eyes as deep as the sea.

He turned his head and looked at the two Valkians as if his eyes could see through everything.

"Miss Violet, what do you think about it?"

The man in black stepped into the bar, stood in front of Violet, and asked in a calm tone.

Violet glanced at the man in black and snorted coldly:

"I refuse. My bar doesn't sell that kind of stuff, and I'm not interested in hosting you bastards."

She rejected the Valk faction's demands outright.

Hearing this, the man in black revealed a mocking arc on his lips:

"So you want to reject the goodwill of the Valk faction?"

"Yes, I refuse."

Violet answered simply.

"Hey!"

The Lotte Kappa in the bar stared at the two people from the Valk faction warily.

The depressing atmosphere spread in the tavern, making people breathless.

"Forget it, Ajie, let's go to the next one!"

The middle-aged aunt next to Ajie glanced at Violet and said with regret in her tone.

"Humph!"

The man in black was very angry. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the Swamp Leap Fish blocking his feet. He raised his leg and kicked it over.

Swampert was kicked and its body rolled in a circle on the ground.

"Gala~"

"Screw you!"

When Chen Yang saw this scene, he immediately picked up the bottle and smashed it at Ajie's head.

"boom!"

"what!"

Ajie screamed, his forehead shattered and blood flowed out, he covered his head and took two steps back, then fell onto the wooden floor of the tavern.

"what......!"

The guests in the tavern screamed and hid quickly for fear of being affected.

Oink also stood up.

They were all muscular men over two meters tall, looking at Ajie and the aunt behind him.

His eyes were full of murderous intent, and his whole body was filled with cold murderous intent.

The guests in the tavern were so scared that they huddled together and did not dare to express their anger.

The second floor of the tavern.

A gentleman in white was sitting on a chair, resting his head on his hands, looking downstairs as if watching a show.

"interesting……"

Ajie got up and touched the flowing blood, grinning with ferocious teeth and his eyes filled with bloodlust.

I saw him taking out the elf ball from his waist, intending to release the elf inside.

"Stop it, Applejack."

At this moment, the middle-aged woman spoke.

"Oh?"

Ajie turned his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and formed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"At this stage, it is better not to cause unnecessary problems."

The woman sighed and tried to dissuade her.

Ajie's eyes flickered and he stuffed the elf ball into his pocket.

He stared at Chen Yang for a while and sneered:

"let's go."

After saying this, Ajie walked out of the tavern.

At this time, Swamp Leap Fish also got up, rubbed his belly, and continued drinking.

To it, this kick is just an itch, it feels nothing, and it doesn't bother it at all.

Chen Yang took out the gold crown and placed it on the bar:

"Excuse me, Miss Violet."

Violet did not accept it, but pushed it back:

"This happened because of me, I paid for the drink!"

"Hahaha, Swampert, it's time for us to go!"

Chen Yang laughed heartily, greeted Yu Yueyu, and prepared to leave the tavern.

"Gah?!"

The bog jumper stood up reluctantly, it hadn't drunk enough yet.

"Goodbye, Oink."

Chen Yang waved to Oyink.

Oink looked at Chen Yang's leaving figure, smiled, and continued drinking.

At this time, Violet in the bar had complicated eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

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