Chapter 117: THE 9TH PLATOON

"You want all that for only 1 LD-EC?" The bartender raised his eyebrows as he questioned.

"This alone is more than enough," Alex answered with a straight face. "Unless you want me to pay in silver coins." Alex placed his right hand into his pocket and pretended like he was about to bring out silver coins.

"No, no, no need for you to stoop so low. Silver coins are clearly below your standards beloved customer." The bartender said hurriedly.

['I didn't know that you had it in you, rabbit, making me proud.'] Al commented.

['Shove it up your ass mutt.']

['Hahahaha, touché.'] Al wasn't offended by his reply.