Chapitre 62: Man Of Your Word

<What is this place, master?>

Eske inquired, standing beside Sol in front of the Fried Fish Inn.

"Just wait and see." Sol pushed past the swinging half doors and made his entrance.

It had been a little while since he had come here. The last time was actually right before he captured Eske and the other baby goblins.

Sol was greeted multiple times as he walked inside.

"There he is!"

"How ya' doing, Drinking Master?"

Inside of this pub, no one wasn't drunk. It was practically a rule to be drunk at almost all times of the day.

Of course, everyone had their own different schedules. Right now, Sol was slightly surprised to see the place quite empty.

"Drinking Master! Look my way!" 

"Master of Sake! Hahaha! How have you been, Sol?"

As Sol made his way to the bar table, Eske looked left and right as he heard these remarks.