The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

"Zhiqua——"

As a pair of rough hands slowly pushed open the old, pulp-soaked wooden double doors.

Suddenly, the bustling crowd in the tavern rushed towards the two people at the door like a flood that had been opened.

Ron stood in the doorway and looked around.

The interior space of this old tavern is neither too big nor too small. Nearly sixty log square tables fill the entire tavern. The traces of time are written on every scratch on the wooden board.

People were mingling at their tables, a loud buzz filling the air.

Various characters can be seen here.

In addition to the most common loud-voiced mercenaries sitting around in every tavern, there were also a few sitting in the corner, wearing rough leather and looking like hunters or rangers from the border.

Most of the people sitting at the central bar of the tavern were wearing rough robes and holding staffs. They seemed to be some wild mages or warlocks.

Their eyes were sometimes focused on their own wine glasses, and sometimes they were looking at the mercenaries or adventurers around them who were talking loudly.

In the circular bar in the center of the tavern, there was a middle-aged woman wearing a bright red robe and a big belly.

"Please wait a moment, there are a lot of guests today."

Liya turned around and apologized to Ron.

Then she said hello to the fat woman sitting in the middle of the bar, and hurriedly found a seat for Ron.

The fat middle-aged woman at the bar glanced at Liya who was busy, and then looked carefully at Ron.

"whispering sound"

She snorted dissatisfiedly, and a complicated light flashed in her small mung bean eyes.

Ron's arrival quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the tavern.

For a moment, everyone stopped communicating and looked at the young man in tattered clothes and bare feet.

But the silence of the big guys only stopped for a moment,

Soon, most people quickly returned to their lively appearance, while a small number of people stared at Liya's petite body and wandered around lustfully.

Although Ron's face was clean, his empty "hole clothes" and hands and feet without any rings or bracelets had completely "exposed" his identity as a non-spellcaster and non-professional.

These days, if you want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, you have to prepare a space ring and carry a staff or a long sword with you at all times, right?

For high-level spells such as portable space, everyone would not think of it at all.

That is an ability that only legends can master. How could such a person end up in this shabby tavern?

All signs prove that the man at the door is just a poor boy, and naturally he cannot attract the attention of this group of professional adults.

"Zhiqua——"

The wooden door behind him was pushed open again, and the tall and thin man wearing a mage's robe walked in.

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted again, and they subconsciously lowered their voices.

The main reason is that the staff inlaid with green cat's eye (rare material) on the man's waist is really scary.

Although he does not wear any professional badge, according to the consensus among professionals, you must be at least a magister or above to own such a rare staff, right?

Otherwise, wouldn’t he have been killed long ago?

"A glass of ale and a dish of spiced beans."

The tall and thin man who was a little dark shouted, and three good-looking female waitresses immediately gathered around him, eagerly getting close to the mage's body and asking for his welfare.

He glanced at everyone including Ron proudly, then walked over Ron's body to the center of the bar.

But Ron still stood where he was.

Looking at the greasy and reflective wooden floor of the tavern, Ron frowned.

Even if he is a dragon in this life, without so many constraints of human etiquette, even running naked will not put any pressure on Ron now.

But he would rather step on the marble street of Vitas with bare feet than touch even once on this greasy floor!

"What a disgusting place for a dragon."

Ron whispered something in dragon language, with indescribable disgust in his eyes.

His behavior is actually quite normal. It has also been recorded in the rainbow dragon inheritance that basically all dragons in the rainbow dragon family are "appearance-conscious" and "mesophobic".

This habit does make sense. After all, these two conditions often complement each other.

Above the unnoticed ground.

Ron's feet slowly floated up, keeping less than half a centimeter away from the greasy ground. Then he stepped on the air and slowly walked into the interior of the old tavern.

The decoration style of Dragon Bone Tavern is full of simplicity and history.

Perhaps due to time and fireworks, the original orange wooden wall inside the tavern has long turned into an "appetizing" caramel color.

Various decorations are hung on the wooden walls, from old swords and shields to some mysterious gems and strange sculptures. Each item exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

The most eye-catching thing is the intricate patterns carved on the ceiling of the tavern.

Some of them have entwining dragon patterns, and some have silver star patterns.

Although it was already spring, the fire in the tavern was burning brightly in the fireplace, emitting a warm light and illuminating every corner of the tavern.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A drunk man was roaring loudly on the counter in the center, and his voice was as deafening as thunder.

He waved the wine glass in his hand, splashing liquid everywhere.

Several waiters were busy dodging, carefully clearing away the remaining drinks, and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

The tavern was bustling with people, and various people were intertwining and talking in this small space, creating a noisy atmosphere.

Hearty laughter, fierce quarrels, the crisp sound of clinking wine glasses, various people intertwined and talked here, and finally gathered in this slightly crowded space.

Although the appearance of Dragon Bone Tavern does not look very good, the customers inside this restaurant are quite surprised.

You must know that it is dusk at this time, not yet the peak time for customers in the tavern.

Only when night falls do the patrons of a tavern reach the top.

Thinking about it, they must be the regular patrons accumulated by the Dragon Bone Tavern over the years.

"Guest, please come and sit down here."

Liya held the dinner plate and searched for a long time before she found a table that had just paid and left.

She trotted to the window seat at the back of the tavern, shouting and waving to Ron.

Ron nodded, calmly flashing away the spilled wine from the dancing mercenary's glass, and then quickly came to sit by the window.

"Besides a bottle of Dragonbone Ale, do you need any other food?"

"Grilled spider meat? Steak? And"

Liya grabbed a menu from somewhere and carefully named each dish while flipping through it.

Ron shook his head and interrupted Liya's recommendation:

"I don't need that."

"OK."

Hearing this, Liya quickly put away the menu.

She subconsciously scratched her head, then stuck out her little tongue and said playfully:

"I'm going to get you a new bottle of wine. After all, this bottle of wine has been open all day, and you don't want to drink half a bottle of wine like this overnight~~"

After saying that, Liya was stunned.

When did I become so casual when talking to guests?

It even seemed like he was acting coquettishly towards this strange boy he had never seen before?

It felt like meeting a friend I hadn't seen for many years.

"Hug, I'm sorry, I just had a little..."

After reacting, Liya blushed and hurriedly tried to explain something.

Ron, on the other hand, didn't see anything wrong with this conversation.

He shook his head, pointed to the wine bottle in Liya's arms, and said calmly:

"No, just the old bottle. I'll pay for the new one."

"ah?"

Liya was stunned.

This was the first time she saw someone buying leftover wine.

However, the demands of customers outweigh everything else. Besides, if you sell half a bottle of wine for one bottle, you will earn more.

Liya pursed her lips, but in the end she didn't say anything more, she just gently put the bottle of wine on the table.

Liya saw that Ron had been staring at the huge skeleton on the wall behind her (actually on her body), so she smiled and said:

"Are the guests curious about this keel?"

"This is the treasure of our tavern. It is said to belong to a red dragon."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ron.

Ron just glanced at the huge skeleton, shook his head and said:

"You have been deceived. This is not a red dragon bone at all, it is just the bone of a certain dragon beast."

"Forehead"

Liya opened her mouth in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

Although she had been working in the tavern for a long time, she still felt a little helpless about this strange guest.

Just when Liya glanced awkwardly at the table, ready to find something to say, she suddenly discovered a big problem.

I actually forgot to get the wine glass!

This is an unusual mistake. Normally, she should get the wine glass as soon as she enters the door, and then find a seat.

"Gudu."

Liya swallowed dryly subconsciously.

A terrible possibility suddenly occurred to her.

perhaps

Was he afraid in his heart that the young man would leave because there was no place for him, so he was anxious to find a seat for him?

"Ahhh! What am I doing!"

"No. No way?"

"Is this love at first sight?"

"But we've only known each other for less than an hour!"

"Ahhh, damn it, Liya, stop thinking so wildly."

Liya shouted loudly in her heart, but she remained calm on the outside.

"Guest, guest, please wait a moment. I'll get you a cup."

Liya tried her best to smile professionally, then stood up to leave.

Sudden

Ron's plain but undeniable voice sounded behind her:

"Don't leave."

"Why!"

Liya suddenly froze in place, maintaining a half-bent movement.

"sit down."

"Why?"

Accompanied by the sound of tables and chairs being opened.

Just like that, Liya sat in a daze on the chair opposite Ron.

When Liya reacted, her body had already followed the other party's instructions.

"Are you a spell caster?"

Liya, who suddenly reacted, covered her mouth, looked at the boy opposite and exclaimed softly.

Ron shook his head:

"I didn't use magic just now."

Ron didn't lie to Leah about this.

Although his spellcasting level has almost reached the limit of the material world, Ron did not use any magic just now, he just said a few words.

However, considering the almost explosive charm value of the rainbow dragon, Ron's words can indeed achieve an almost charm effect in the ears of mortals.

The consequences of having too high a charm value are:

Even if Ron kills the entire family of an ordinary human being in front of him, as long as he asks that person for forgiveness, that human being will unconsciously make up for the death of the entire family and make up for various accidents, and eventually forgive him.

And there is no need to consume any magic power, just charm.

But this didn't sound like that to Liya's ears.

"If you're not a spell caster, then what you did just now is terrible."

Liya's face was red, and the girl's wild thoughts could no longer be restrained, and she began to think of some strange places.

Ron looked at her increasingly red face, and the corners of his mouth were a little stiff:

"Um, you seem to have misunderstood something?"

"Clang!"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I don't want to get married, and I don't want to name my child. Liya is not that frivolous person!"

Liya stood up suddenly, ignoring the overturned stool, and yelled nonchalantly.

Isn’t this self-inflicted~~~

Facing the excited Liya, Ron frowned:

"Where are you thinking? I just want to chat with you."

"ah?"

Liya opened her mouth and looked at Ron stupidly.

At the same time, some customers in the tavern also turned their heads and glanced at her.

The tall, thin mage and the fat woman sitting at the bar couldn't help but turn around after hearing the noise.

The difference is their reaction after seeing Liya.

The fat woman in a bright red robe frowned, as if she had encountered something she hated most.

The tall and thin mage with a rare-level staff hanging on his waist suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes.

It is undeniable that although Liya has suffered from malnutrition for a long time and can only wear the work clothes provided by the pub all year round, her natural beauty cannot be hidden.

Hidden under those rough, calloused hands was snow-white skin.

Many customers who came to the Dragon Bone Tavern to enjoy the banquet came just for this beautiful little waiter who was covered in dust.

They knew that hidden under the dust and rustic, Liya's appearance was an irresistible temptation.

It's a pity that this poor girl would rather die than agree to the pursuit of these "hungry wolves", even if the other party promised to give her a "betrothal gift" of dozens of gold coins, ensuring that she would no longer have to worry about food and clothing.

The proprietress of the Dragon Bone Tavern is also quite powerful, and no one wants to mess with that mad dog-like old woman just for a little girl.

Facing everyone's gaze, Liya's face suddenly turned pale and she was a little confused.

"Snapped!"

The fat woman in red at the bar suddenly slapped the table, causing the wine glass on the table to tremble.

She pointed at Liya and shouted fiercely:

"You clumsy idiot, what are you doing standing here? Go to the kitchen to chop vegetables, and you are not allowed to come out tonight!"

That tigress-like loud voice immediately made many eyes that were secretly peeping at Liya go away.

Ron glanced at the fat woman who seemed to be the boss's wife, but didn't say anything.

Although on the surface this woman was scolding Liya.

But Ron could tell that she was actually coming to Leah's rescue.

Ron thought about it carefully and realized that some things were really not convenient to say in this crowded place.

And judging from Liya's expression, she didn't seem to remember Ron's appearance or past memories at all.

"Perhaps she is just a similar flower."

Ron frowned and thought for a while, and finally decided to take Liya away from here and find a quiet place to ask questions carefully.

If he didn't ask clearly, he wouldn't even be able to sleep well.

Liya, who was standing there stupidly, suddenly felt like she was being forgiven after hearing the words of the fat woman in red.

She breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Ron who was frowning behind her, and then quickly lowered her head and ran towards the kitchen.

Although Liya had not experienced this kind of scene before, in front of Ron, she seemed to have forgotten her previous ability and became at a loss.

Just as she was about to enter the kitchen.

Suddenly, a pair of big black hands blocked Liya's path.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Liya?"

A sturdy mercenary wearing leather armor drank the remaining ale in the wine glass in one gulp.

He blushed, wiped his greasy lips, and looked at the towering peaks that Liya's work uniform could not hide with his two small red eyes.

However, the mercenary quickly noticed something was wrong with Liya's expression.

Although she was panicking, Liya always looked in Ron's direction intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was afraid that the other person would leave.

The drunken mercenary looked doubtfully at Ron, who was sitting with Liya just now and was wearing ordinary clothes.

"Huh? Where did the beggar come from?"