Dragon Tooth Tavern

The Second Volume: The Feast of Death

"Bang!" The heavy door of the tavern named Dragon Tooth hit the wall as it was suddenly opened by someone with brute force. The grumbling drunkards, bragging adventures and shouting mercenaries who were enjoying the well-known roasted beef of the tavern suddenly quieted down.

A black-haired young man walked in, dressing in light blue, with a fancy sword at his side. The midday sunlight came in behind him and outlined the young man’s silhouette.

"Wow… wow! A young lord! Is your fancy sword able to kill a wild dog?" A drunkard shouted and whistled.

"Another young man got deceived by those bestselling knight novels," an adventurer whispered in the ear of his buddy, "…seeking those exciting stories with a ritual sword."

However, he dared not speak too loud. What if this young man was someone important? After all, he dressed very decently.

Lucien did not care. With a stable pace, he walked directly to the tavern counter.