Zongman, the journey begins from the wrong place

It was a stone building like the others in the neighborhood, extending back to a second floor.

If there is any difference, it is that it is several times larger than other pubs.

Moreover, this location, close to the Tower of Babel Square, can undoubtedly attract the greatest number of adventurers who want to devour wine and meat after a day of fighting. It is undoubtedly a golden zone.

Without the support of a powerful force behind the scenes, it would be difficult to occupy this place securely with money alone.

Perhaps this is why this pub dares to remain open after other pubs have closed.

Anyway, as long as I can have a meal, that's fine.

But when Noah walked into the store, he saw that there were already waitresses clearing tables and sweeping the floor, and there was no customer in the pub.

Isn't it so unlucky?

"Which one, Mr. Adventurer?"

As Noah was struggling, a soft voice came from behind him, causing him to turn around slowly.

It was a human girl, wearing a light leaf-colored vest skirt that reached below her knees, with a white apron tied around her lower body.

Her long light gray hair was tied into a bun at the back of her head with a tail hanging down, and paired with a lace hairband, she looked like a waiter in a restaurant.

Her face is fair and delicate, and her gray eyes, the same color as her hair, look innocent and cute.

"Um, adventurer, have you just returned from the dungeon? You seem seriously injured. Did something happen?"

Noah looked at the girl twice and instinctively felt that her eyes were a little strange, but he didn't have the energy to think about it now.

"Is it still open?"

"Ah! Of course! But there might not be much food left. Adventurer, what would you like to eat?"

Under the guidance of the gray-haired girl, Noah came to the window seat and sat down at a table that had not been cleared away.

Noah opened the cloth bag full of money and without counting it carefully, grabbed a handful and put it on the table.

"Please help me arrange anything, but keep it light. Don't grill the meat, stew it. Don't add alcohol to the dishes. Also..."

Under the curious gaze of the gray-haired girl, Noah was silent for a moment and looked away.

"Any desserts?"

The gray-haired girl turned around and gave an apologetic smile to the waitresses who were shaking their heads and clasping their hands in beseeching her frantically.

"Well, there seem to be a few servings of caramel pudding, honey cake, and strawberry yogurt—"

The gray-haired girl was interrupted by Noah before she could finish her words.

"Bring up all you can."

The gray-haired girl's eyes widened instantly, and she looked at the boy in front of her in surprise and suspicion.

"Eh? All of them? More than ten copies?"

"Yes, all of it. If the money is not enough, I can make up for it."

Looking at Noah's resolute response, the gray-haired girl nodded, although she was a little hesitant.

"Well, would you like something to drink, sir? Our red wine and mead are both very popular. We also have a kind that starts out cold but is incredibly strong after you drink it..."

814 The Thirty-year-old Kirin

"Any other drinks?"

"Well, there are some lemonade, tomato juice, mixed juice, and Orb water—"

"Just juice."

The gray-haired girl subconsciously looked at the boy in front of her.

Although there is a hint of childishness in his pale face, he should be at least sixteen or seventeen years old, right?

Although covered in blood and possessing a cold temperament, he loves sweets and doesn't drink alcohol...

How should I put it? Unexpectedly cute?

"Then, please wait a moment, sir."

The gray-haired girl pursed her lips hard, maintained a sweet smile, and slowly retreated.

Soon, a large pot of steaming cream stew, noodles covered in bright red gravy, and seven or eight other dishes, as well as vegetable salad and dessert were served.

Although this is obviously not the amount of food that an average person can eat, not to mention that Noah is tall and thin, and he doesn't look like a person with a big appetite.

But for adventurers, it is normal to have a big appetite, and the girls are no longer surprised by it.

Noah picked up the light green juice, took a sip, then put it down and took out the panacea from his pocket.

Through the gorgeous transparent bottle, you can see that two-thirds of the colorful liquid is left.

The other third was in the dungeon, and Noah used it to recover from external injuries and gain some magic power, otherwise he would never have been able to escape from that damn place.

As for why he didn't drink it all to recover from his internal injuries, that was another reason—

He opened the bottle cap with a serious expression, and a strong smell of medicine hit him in the face, almost making Noah vomit.

Even though this potion has a strong recovery effect and looks good in color, its taste is extremely disgusting.

The taste is not only bitter, but also sour, salty, and even sweet and astringent. It feels like your soul is about to come out after taking a sip.

I heard that the potion was made to taste so bad on purpose to prevent people from drinking it when they were bored...but Noah thought it was just laziness!

Taking a deep breath, Noah tilted his head back and drank the remaining potion in one gulp. Then, before his tongue could react, he picked up the juice and swallowed it in big gulps to wash the taste down his stomach.

After breathing for a long time, Noah finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to eat in big mouthfuls.

In the back kitchen of the tavern restaurant, the waitresses hid behind the door, peering at the only guest in the living room, laughing and discussing in low voices from time to time.

"Hey, did you see that? He drank the elixir like a little kid."

"And he's already eaten three servings of cake and two pieces of pudding. Why does he seem to like sweets more than girls?"

"Ah Lala, she looks cold on the outside, but she's actually childish. Did she leave her hometown and come to Orario? Does she often feel lonely at night? This child, she looks so delicious, gulp hehe——"

"Hey, Xi'er, how do you feel?"

The gray-haired girl, who had been observing the lonely figure, was caught off guard when her companions diverted her firepower and her eyes widened.

"Eh? What?"

"Really, Xi'er, stop playing dumb. Haven't you been staring intently the whole time? Could it be that?"

"What? That's disgusting! Hurry up and get to work, or Mia's mom will be mad at you when she gets back!"

"Xi'er always changes the subject!"

After Noah had eaten and drunk his fill, the plates on the table in front of him were stacked as high as he was sitting. As expected, he spent a lot more money, and his wallet was half empty.

However, Noah was quite satisfied with the food in this restaurant, so the slightly higher price was acceptable, so he packed up some more food.

"The customer has a good appetite! I should be able to get an extra bonus this way!"

The deliberate cleverness coupled with the girl's delicate face does not make people feel disgusted, but instead makes people feel helpless and doted on.

But after a glance, Noah looked away.

"Are there facilities similar to libraries or book collections in the city?"

Hearing this question, the gray-haired girl looked at Noah deeply, then put her white and tender fingers on her lips, seemingly thinking for a while.

"Well, from what I understand, the largest library is probably in the eastern part of the city, run by the gnomes, the 'Great Library of the Gnomes'! The Gnomes are confident that they can house every book in the world!"

Having achieved his goal, Noah nodded and stood up.

"Thank you very much, then."

Looking at the lonely back of the silver-haired boy slowly disappearing in the rainy night, the gray-haired girl couldn't help but tilt her head.

8 A soul filled with darkness

Outside the glass wall, the maze city became hazy under the drizzle and cold fog.

On the top of the tower where she could take in the entire view, the silver-haired goddess blinked, stood up from her seat, and gazed into the distance with her purple eyes.

The pig warriors standing like a giant wall behind her were startled. "Goddess?"

"Well, what a complicated soul."

Even the omniscient goddess with zero power was confused by the scene before her.

Freya had seen countless souls of creatures from the underworld, some were extremely ordinary, some were full of greed, some were great and dazzling, some were pure and flawless, and some were corrupted and crazy.

But this was the first time she had seen the soul of the silver-haired boy.

Freya likes clean, pure and dazzling souls.

What about the soul of this silver-haired boy?

Not pure at all, not clean at all, not dazzling at all.

It is rather the opposite, filled with negative darkness such as pain, despair, sadness, murderous intent, and hatred.

To use a metaphor, Freya likes a new sword that is bright and clear, with a sharp blade and radiating cold light.

The soul of this silver-haired boy is like an old sword that has gone through countless battles and massacres, and is now pitted, dark, dusty, and covered with blood and rust.

Based on the experience and conclusions Freya has drawn from the countless souls she has seen over the years, souls tainted by darkness are mediocre, dirty, and an eyesore.

But, should we say that they are indeed creatures from the underworld that are full of endless possibilities?

Although the silver-haired boy's soul was filled with all kinds of negativity and darkness, it had almost no dirty desires, so it did not appear messy and dirty, but extremely pure.

In other words, although this person bears an extremely heavy burden of killing, sorrow and pain, he hardly acts for his own desires.

No desire for power.

No desire for wealth.

No lust or desire.

So, for whom did he kill? For whom did he grieve? For whom did he suffer?

Apart from a slight appetite, this silver-haired boy has almost no personal desires...

No, that's not right, it's not that there is none.

Noticing something unusual, Freya frowned and looked closely.

In the darkness of the soul, there lurks an extremely pure desire.

But should we say it is arrogance or rebellion?

What Freya felt from this was a determination to break free from all constraints, to never be inferior to anyone, and to surpass everything.

Just one glance, the ferocious fighting spirit that was like thunder and fire made Freya feel a burning pain, and she couldn't help but look away.

"Orario, things seem to be getting more interesting..."

Picking up a glass of red wine, the goddess sipped slowly, a look of joy on her face.

*

After several days of continuous rain, the labyrinth city of Orario finally saw clear skies, and the depressed atmosphere caused by the dungeon riots and the rebellion of the dark faction a few days ago was also relieved a lot.

Around noon, Noah walked out of the Goblin Library in the eastern part of the city and slowly wandered on the streets.

During these few days, Noah looked through various historical books in the library and roughly sorted out the history of this world.

In the Monster Age, monsters roamed the continent, and humanity was relegated to the ancient capital...

The Age of Heroes begins with Argo, known as the 'clown', and is ushered in by the Knights of Finyana...

The Age of Gods, when the gods descended, knocked down towers, bestowed favors, and built the Tower of Babel...

And, two were eliminated, but the last one still destroyed the world's strongest adventurer group, causing Orario to fall into the dark chaos of the world's three major commissions...

If the system wants to save the world by itself, it should destroy the king of the sky, the one-eyed black dragon, right?

However, this is still too far away for Noah now.

And there is nothing to worry about. It’s just a matter of killing the black dragon or being killed by the black dragon.