Bab 117: There Was No Race That the Tavern Could Not Conquer

Alan gladly accepted Yupanki's caution.

Hewlett seemed to have recovered his spirit after recovering his mobility.

The small tavern slightly delayed its opening hours to restore the tables and chairs that had been messed up earlier.

Milton stared at Abraham and the other three nervously. The recovery of his mobility did not make him feel at ease. After all, he was still in the territory of the demons.

"Hey, Hewlett, is that young man our target?"

Milton's heart suddenly began to beat faster. If so, the mission this time would definitely not be completed. At the very least, it would require the top people of the two races to defeat the demons and kill Alan.

Moreover, this young man was too mysterious. He seemed to have no magic power fluctuations at all, but he was able to defeat him and Hewlett at the same time. This was not a simple matter.