Chapitre 820: The headquarters (3)

Erik used his instability power to figure out what the bartender was thinking.

The man found it weird that he asked for juice instead of alcohol, but aside from that, he found nothing else weird.

"So, is there some new quest worth taking?" Erik asked.

"There is not much. Most quest ask to join the police or the patrol teams. There aren't quests about stealing or killing."

"Nothing too exciting, uh?"

"You bet," the bartender said. "Nothing you can take, anyway."

The bartender clearly recognized the man Erik had stolen the identity of.

The man's words made it clear. Yet, Erik examined his thoughts and uncovered the opinions of the bartender, no, of everyone regarding him.

It looked like the man was a low leveled hoodlum, but still of rank high enough to come here to the headquarters.

This guy, known for his alcoholism, couldn't secure an important task even if he tried to pay for it.