The Witcher: Darkness Falls

Leon pushed the door open.

"What? A flying monster..."

"That little bitch's belly is so soft, let me tell you..."

"Alas! I was just unlucky. Back then..."

"Hehehe! I'm telling you...I'm telling you! Shut up! Listen to me first..."

"You said your mother..."

……

There were a lot of people in the pub, and it was very lively. When Leon came in, he heard the drinkers chatting loudly.

He covered his head with a hood, squinted his eyes, walked straight to the bar, threw a ten-dollar florin and asked, "What can you buy with this money?"

The proprietress was a fat woman. She picked up the florin on the bar and said, "It depends on what you like to drink. For beer, I have rye beer and oatmeal beer, enough for you to drink until tomorrow morning.

As for liquor, you can drink Dwarven Spirits until you vomit and pass out, you can drink vodka as much as you want, you can drink five large glasses of rum, you can drink one glass of brandy, and you can smell the Beauclair.

As for wine... well, few people drink it here. Those who come here are all rough people who can't drink it..."

"Rum bar, send it over there." Leon pointed to a seat slightly closer to the window, where a large group of people were having a lively conversation.

The proprietress agreed with a smile and asked, "You don't look like a local. Do you need a place to stay? I also provide accommodation here! The price is cheap, only five florins. If you need anything else..."

Leon waved his hand and said, “Thank you, no need.”

The proprietress tactfully said nothing more. Accommodation here is included in the package, and most people come here just to drink.

Many drunkards can drink from evening to morning, and when they are drunk they just lie on the table without any need for accommodation.

She suspected that Leon was such a person and was no longer surprised.

When Leon came to the empty seat, the proprietress asked the waiter to bring him some wine.

Leon drank while listening to a group of drunkards talking nearby.

"Is what you just said true? A monster appeared near our town?"

"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes!"

“Haha, that’s impossible, you saw it with your own eyes and you’re still alive to brag to us?

You must have been drunk and your eyesight was blurry, and you mistook the wild dog for a monster."

"Bullshit, I can drink a lot, and I didn't drink that day!"

"Then tell me, how did you survive? Don't tell me you killed the monster! If you have this ability, I will drink your urine! A full cup!"

“I…well, I didn’t see it myself, I heard about it.

But my neighbor Marcy saw it with his own eyes, he is a hunter.

Just a few days ago, Masi and his group planned to go into the forest to do something big.

There is a wild cemetery south of the town of Tegamo, which is said to be left over from Nilfgaard's northern expedition two hundred years ago."

"I know that place. I went there for adventures when I was a kid. There's nothing there!"

"That's good to know, don't interrupt, I'm reminiscing!

Remember the rumor three months ago that there was a monster in the cemetery? This was said by the herbalists, but no one knew if it was true.

But Masi and the others encountered it!

At first, they were lucky and caught a lot of prey and returned home with a full load.

But they got so carried away with their pride that they forgot that there were monsters haunting the cemetery.

A group of people wanted to take a shortcut and go back through the cemetery so that they could reach the town before dark.

But at dusk, they ran into a group of monsters in the cemetery.

They were so frightened that they tried to sneak away, but their hounds barked and the monster discovered them.

"Then how did your neighbor escape? The hunters couldn't defeat the monsters, right?"

"Of course he dropped his prey and ran back!

It is said that there were more than a dozen monsters in the group, and when they saw that they had abandoned their prey, they stopped chasing them, so they ran back. "

"What does that monster look like?"

"It looks like a human, lying on the ground. It is said to be an ogre!"

"That's not an ogre, that's a ghoul."

The conversation stopped, and the people who were talking just now turned their heads and looked at Leon who was speaking.

"Who the hell are you? How do you know it's not an ogre?" said the drunkard who had just been talking about his experience with great enthusiasm, very dissatisfied.

"I'm a traveler." Leon squinted his eyes to prevent these people from seeing his pupils clearly.

"Traveler, you know shit..." said the drunkard with a big tongue.

"A guest has arrived!" the waiter came forward with the wine and asked, "Where should I put it for you?"

Leon pointed to the table of drunkards in front of him and said, “Put it here. I’ll buy them a drink.”

There were exactly four people in front of me, five of them, and each of them had a cup.

The waiter put down the wine and Leon pulled a stool over and sat down.

"Ah this... uh..." The drunkard who had just spoken wildly smacked his lips and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Can I sit here?" Leon asked.

The four of them looked at each other, but when they smelled the unique honey-like aroma of rum, they immediately became enthusiastic.

"Of course man! Sit anywhere! Haha, sit anywhere!" the drunks shouted.

One person picked it up and sniffed it, saying intoxicatedly, "It smells so good!"

Compared to the low-quality beer they drank, the price of this glass of rum was enough for them to drink beer for several days.

If someone invites them to drink, especially good wine, they will naturally be more than happy to accept it.

"My name is Leon. I'm a traveler. My hobby is collecting all kinds of interesting stories." Leon introduced himself.

"Oh, I see. That's great. We happen to have a story together. Hey, my name is Sidam." The rude drunk introduced himself.

Then he pointed to the three people in front of him and said in turn: "His name is David, his name is Tom, and his name is George."

"Hello, can you continue with the story you just talked about? I'm very interested." Lyon said as he raised his glass to toast.

Sidam quickly raised his glass and said, "Of course my friend, if you want to hear me, I can certainly tell you. Um... where was I just now?"

"Speaking of your neighbor encountering a ghoul in the cemetery," Leon reminded.

"Hehehe! Although you treated us to a drink, I want to correct one thing. It's an ogre, not a zombie!" Sidam shouted, knocking on the table with his cup.

"Okay, Ogre, please continue." Leon did not intend to correct him.

Sidam took a sip of rum as if in victory, and then continued to talk incessantly.

"Marci, my neighbors, they encountered cannibals in a mass grave. They were so scared that they gave up their prey in exchange for a chance to survive!" said Sidam.

Leon nodded, took a sip of wine and said, "Hmm, I've heard this before. What happened next? This story is not interesting at all."

Sidam burped and said with a big tongue: "Hurry~ Don't worry, I haven't finished yet!"

He took a deep breath, thought hard for a while, and then continued: "Ma Xi and his friends are so unlucky, they lost all the prey they hunted with great effort.

They ran and ran, wishing they could carry the horses and run by themselves, but they could not run as fast as the horses.

Finally, they ran back to the town of Tegamo in despair. Of course, they only saw the fire here.

Just when they thought they were safe, you know what they saw next?"

Sidam paused, brewing and drinking.

“What?” Leon asked, pretending to be very interested. “Hurry up and tell me, don’t just pull half and leave the other half!”

"Don't worry, let me think...they met..." Sidam said mysteriously, "flying monsters! Not just one, but a group!"