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Pub?
A pub is a good thing!
Wooden structures, foundations built with stone bricks.
Roofs covered with thatch or tiles.
This constitutes the typical appearance of a pub.
Walking inside a typical pub, the walls might be hung with colorful fabric banners or animal hides.
Making the entire pub look warm and comfortable.
People who labor all day wash away their physical and mental fatigue in the pub, drinking freely and getting drunk.
Especially in the Northern Lands region, pubs are incredibly popular.
Unlike the Central Lands and Southern Lands.
Pubs in the Northern Lands region can be said to be spread throughout every city and village.
Deeply loved by the people.
Whether it's royalty and nobles or commoners and merchants, they can't go a day without a few drinks.
"The only flaw is that the taste of beer is far inferior to that of finely brewed wine."
Yulian raised his glass and, after toasting with Sein, drained it in one gulp.
His face was slightly flushed.
People say that when slightly tipsy, one is like a sheep, appearing somewhat sluggish and dull.
At this moment, Yulian was indeed like this.
He completely failed to notice that his words had caused Sein's displeasure.
"Hey, Mr. Yulian, you must be joking!"
Sein waved his hand.
On a whim, he picked up his chopsticks used for picking up food and started gesturing on the table.
"If we're talking about the taste of wine, it's indeed rich in flavor, with sweet and sour tastes fluctuating."
"But..."
"drinking this beer is incredibly refreshing!"
Sein abruptly picked up his beer mug-shaped cup, took a large gulp of beer, and with a flushed face, continued speaking.
"Hiccup—"
"Drinking it down in one go, with a bitter taste and lots of bubbles..."
"that lightheaded feeling that shoots straight to the sky is something wine cannot compare to."
"That's not right!"
Yulian shook his head.
"It's true that beer is as you say..."
"but in terms of both alcohol content and taste, wine is not something beer can compare to."
Yulian swayed his body.
Rarely did he get into an argument.
"Alcohol content?"
"Huh—"
"No matter how high the alcohol content, it's not as good as me drinking a few more cups!"
Sein scratched his ear, looking like he was saying 'you don't understand me'.
The two argued, their drunken state making the villagers who weren't yet drunk unable to help but cover their mouths and chuckle.
Just then, the pub door was opened!
Wind and snow poured into the room, causing the two people sitting by the door to shiver and sober up quite a bit.
"Sein..."
"Hmm!"
"Yulian is here too?"
Frieren stood at the doorway, her gaze fixed on the two of them.
"Frieren?"
Sein's face was red.
Looking at the suddenly arrived Frieren, he was a bit bewildered.
Sein looked at Frieren, then looked at the wine glass in his hand.
Could Frieren also be here to drink?
"Is something wrong, Frieren?"
Yulian's expression returned to normal, and he asked Frieren.
Just now, Yulian had used a little Magic to sober up slightly.
Although he was still a bit reluctant.
But if there was proper business, and he still clung to the illusory feeling of exhilaration from being drunk.
Then he would truly become a drunkard.
"Fern and Stark had a fight."
Frieren slumped her body helplessly.
She shouldn't have left the two of them in the wooden house and gone to choose Grimoires by herself.
Now this is great.
Not only was there no food when she returned, but she also saw the two of them, who were also angry and hadn't eaten.
"Hmm, they fought?"
Yulian furrowed his brow.
That shouldn't be!
Weren't this young couple being lovey-dovey just two days ago, looking so affectionate?
How did they end up fighting today?
"Hmm…"
Frieren rubbed her stomach, her gaze couldn't help but glance at the roasted chicken on the table.
"Haven't eaten?"
Yulian instantly knew Frieren's situation, immediately pulled Frieren to sit down, and ordered some more food.
After all, the roasted chicken that he and Sein had gnawed until it was unrecognizable couldn't be given to Frieren.
"Yeah, I just went back to see if there was anything to eat and found that they were both angry."
"Do you know what they fought about?"
Yulian asked tentatively.
But as soon as he spoke, Yulian was amused by Frieren's wronged expression.
"No one is paying attention to me…"
"Fern and Stark are both sulking."
Frieren said, feeling a bit wronged.
It wasn't her who did something wrong, so why was she also affected?
"Alright, alright, no rush."
Yulian comforted Frieren.
"Let's eat something first before going back to check."
The waiter brought a bowl of noodles and two roasted chickens.
Yulian motioned for Frieren to eat.
He himself was thinking about how Fern and Stark ended up getting angry.
"If you ask me, it's probably some misunderstanding that happened again?"
Sein was already quite drunk.
At this moment, holding his wine glass and swaying his body, he looked like he was giving grand pointers, making Yulian want to cry but having no tears.
Big brother, if you're going to give advice, at least sober up a bit…
"What kind of misunderstanding could it be?"
Frieren chewed her noodles.
She, however, expressed understanding for Sein's refusal to sober up.
Sein was originally a pub-goer just like Heiter.
Having finally gotten to drink something he liked, asking him to sober up by himself would just be a fantasy.
Moreover, a small conflict wasn't a big deal anyway.
"If I were to guess, it should be that Stark did something that caused Fern to misunderstand..."
Sein held his wine glass, paused for a moment, and thought.
Then, after another large gulp of beer, he began to assert.
"After all, the possibility of the more sensitive Fern getting angry is higher."
"As for Stark getting angry, it's mostly because he apologized but was ignored by Fern, which made him angry."
That makes a lot of sense.
Yulian couldn't deny it, although Sein looked like a drunkard at the moment.
But what he said was quite reasonable.
After thinking it over, Yulian could only think of this situation.
He just didn't know what exactly happened.
"I see…"
Frieren nodded thoughtfully, then put down her bowl and chopsticks.
After picking up the packed roasted chicken and the small bottle of beer given by the drunkard, she stood up.
"Let's go."
"Sein, aren't…"
Yulian wanted to ask if Sein wasn't coming along?
But looking at Sein's current state, Yulian could only nod helplessly.
Looks like it's up to me…
"It's up to you."
Frieren smiled slightly and was the first to walk out the door.
Amidst the wind and snow, the lamp inside the small house flickered.
It looked fragile, like a dying candle in the wind.
"How could they even neglect the hearth fire?"
Looking at the extinguished hearth fire and the two people sitting on their respective beds with their backs turned.
Yulian said with some complaint.
Being angry is one thing.
How can they manage in this weather without a fire?
And this wooden house!
"Fern, if you don't inject more Magic into the wooden house, everyone might have to sleep on the street today."
Yulian spoke to Fern, who was sitting on the bed with puffed-up cheeks.
Fern immediately lowered her head and quietly activated her Magic.
It's good as long as there's a reaction.
Yulian breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he looked at Stark.
"Where's the fire, Stark?"
"Didn't I tell you to take care of it before we left?"
Yulian pretended to be serious.
As for telling Stark to be responsible for the hearth fire, that really didn't happen.
He just made it up.
But he had to find something to say, right?
"Clang~"
As soon as Yulian finished speaking.
Stark quietly got up and went to the hearth fire to start a fire.
Alright, they both reacted.
Yulian nodded.
Then he looked at Frieren.
"Hmm?"
Frieren looked at Yulian's sudden gaze towards her, feeling a bit confused.
She had just been praising Yulian in her heart for actually being able to get a reaction from the two of them.
How did she become Yulian's next target the next second?
"You, me."
Yulian's lips moved.
Making a very small sound.
The rough meaning was that one person would go to each of them to ask about the situation.
However, Frieren shook her head vehemently.
No way, not even if you kill me!
She had just been given the cold shoulder!
Frieren was very sad now, Frieren was very wronged!
Seeing this, Yulian could only sigh and quietly moved his steps to sit beside Fern.
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