Chapter 357: Half-drunk Arad.

Arad sighed, sitting on the wooden table, looking at the wooden wall ahead of him, hearing the people laugh in the back of the tavern. He blinked.

"Boss! Another drink!" A tall man with white hair, an artificial arm and leg shouted, standing on top of the largest table. He waved the empty beer mug in his hand with a smile on his face.

Arad blinked again.

An armored woman walked into Arad's view, grabbing the man by the face and dragging him away. He struggled like a dying worm but couldn't match her might.

Arad blinked again. A blond elf woman stared at his face, so close their noses almost touched. "Are you all right?" She touched his forehead and sniffed his breath.

She pinched her nose and stumbled back, "By the...what did you drink?" She gasped, tapping her arms on the table and glaring at his mug.

Her gazes shifted toward the bartender, dripping with rage.

Arad blinked again.