Charles conducted field research in the cottages of several old brothers in Wallon for a few days, and came to the conclusion that "raising horses and sea sheep in the mountains can make a difference", and installed plug-ins for some qualified children, and then rode motorcycles left.

This afternoon, Charles suddenly became enlightened after he turned the mountain road, and he was shocked by the north wind blowing in front of him.

The front is no longer a mountain forest, and at the foot of the mountain is a forest that is beginning to turn yellow. You can see the city wall of a city far away to the north.

The winding road going down the mountain is winding and rugged on the hillside, and it looks like a ladder from a distance.

Charles put away his motorcycle and planned to jump straight down the mountain.

The person who has performed the slow fall technique is not afraid, Charles just jumped and jumped, jumping on the roof of someone else's house in a village built on the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

This is a village, rather than a rest area for caravans who have just come out of the mountains or are about to enter the mountains, and adventurers who are hunting monsters around.

The most indispensable thing in this kind of place is the tavern. Charles chose the one that looked the largest and had the best environment and went in, intending to solve today's dinner here.

It was still early at this time, and only half of the seats were filled.

Charles came to the bar and asked the proprietress, "Is there any room?"

The proprietress glanced at Charles and said, "Is this your first time here?"

After seeing Charles nod, the proprietress said, "The store with free rooms will put up a sign at the door, and those without a sign are full."

Charles has a black line, and other places are only filled with signs, and here is the reverse.

The proprietress carefully looked at Charles' handsome face, then leaned over and said in Charles' ear, "If you can't find a place to live, come to the innermost room on the top floor, knock on the door six times, and I'll wait for you."

The corner of Charles' mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that the place was short of water, and the smell on the lady boss first persuaded him to leave.

He smiled slightly at the proprietress, raised his eyebrows, and ordered a luxurious dinner.

Charles found a seat and sat down, waiting for the waitress to serve.

It was a sumptuous dinner, but it was a large piece of roast meat with only salt, a bowl of vegetable soup with only salt, and a piece of brown bread, and the roast was so tough that Charles almost couldn't cut a slice of it.

Just when Charles started to eat, a group of adventurers who looked a little embarrassed walked in. The leader was a young guy in his early twenties who looked like a swordsman, and behind him was a middle-aged shield warrior with a shield on his back. A little magician, a bow and arrow scout, and the last one was a thin, fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boy.

The leading soldier glanced at the hall, then sat down at the table next to Charles.

There were only four chairs beside the table. The last teenager who walked in saw the empty chair at Charles' table and asked Charles, "Sir, is there anyone in this seat?"

Before Charles could answer, the swordsman over there said, "Ranieri, you don't need to find a chair."

The young man named Ranieri was taken aback and asked, "Why?"

The swordsman stared and said angrily, "You lost all our luggage today, how dare you ask why?!"

The little magician thumped the table with a "bang" and scolded, "I'm a little self-conscious, you're fired!"

Then the scout lady said coldly, "Because of your incompetence, our supplies and spoils have been left in the woods."

These people were talking loudly, not only Charles on the side, but other people in the tavern hall also looked over here.

It seemed that this Ranieri was carrying luggage and doing errands in the team, but obviously he was not from the cooking class. When the team encountered trouble, he could only run with everyone.

Faced with the scolding from his teammates, Ranieri said a little aggrievedly: "But...you missed the stone lizard..."

As soon as Ranieri's words came out, a cold humming sounded in the hall.

Generally speaking, the chores in the team do not take part in the battle. They are like baggage soldiers, and the other team members are obliged to protect them. The people of this team are obviously throwing the blame.

Did the faces of the four adventurers turn ugly in an instant? The shield warrior stood up. His stature was extremely burly, two heads taller than Ranieri.

The shield warrior grabbed Ranieri's collar and roared, "How dare you argue..."

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Before the shield warrior could finish speaking, a chair swept across his head, knocking him to the ground.

Charles stood there with a chair with two broken legs, and said coldly to the shield warrior, "Your saliva flew into my meal."

The swordsman was the first to react. He immediately picked up the chair he was sitting on and smashed it at Charles' head.

There is an unspoken rule among adventurers, that is, when fighting in a tavern, you can't use magic, you can't use weapons, you can only use things like tables.

The bench in the swordsman's hand had just been raised above his head, and he was about to use the bench instead of the long sword for a powerful strike, when the bowl of soup on Charles' table was stuck on his face in this space.

The shield warrior on the ground quickly came to his senses. He grabbed the leg of Charles' table and used it as a large shield. The roasted meat and black bread on the table fell to the ground.

The next moment Charles fell into a siege. The shield warrior used a table to block his left side with a shield strike. The swordsman waved his chair and was about to sweep over from his right. Behind him, he slashed towards him with a chair.

The little magician even picked up a chair and threw it up, and now it is falling from the top of Charles' head.

The skillful cooperation of this team of adventurers attracted immediate applause from the onlookers who were watching the fun.

I saw that Charles first kicked the barbecue that rolled at his feet between the lightning and flint. The barbecue flew past the swordsman and knocked the little magician behind him stunned with one blow.

Charles kicked the roasted meat with his raised leg but did not retract it, but kicked the table that hit him sideways, and flew out of the encirclement at a very fast speed with the impact of the table~lightnovelpub.net~ just landed in the air. The scout lady is on the back side.

Charles stretched out his hands and grabbed at the back of the scout's sister, but the young lady was about to jump up and dodge. As a result, Charles' right hand grabbed her collar accurately, while the left hand who was going to grab her belt grabbed her. Right gluteus maximus.

During the fight, he couldn't control so much. Charles used his hands to lift the scout lady and slammed it towards the swordsman.

While the two were rolling in a ball, Charles jumped up and shot a "flying kick of justice" under the table in the hands of the shield warrior.

The table was not a shield, and the table legs in the shield warrior's hand suddenly broke. The most serious thing was that the diagonal table legs hit the shield warrior's left and right legs under the force of Charles' flying kick.

Charles clapped his hands, ignored the four adventurers and Ranieri on the ground, shook his head and sighed, turned and walked out of the tavern, preparing to change to a restaurant with softer barbecue.

All losses in the store are compensated by the losing party, including the dinner that Charles just ordered,