An invincible journey starting from a different race

So much so that all humans who have seen Stank describe him as "unpredictable".

At that time, he was quite confident and felt that this was the greatest compliment to him.

But now, he had to give this greatest honor to another fellow tribesman.

Compared with what Aesop did, Stank only felt that he was still too young.

Especially when Aesop called him big brother, he had only one thought in his mind...

You are my big brother.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"You little bastard, he's defiling our Nana."

"Ahhhh! Bastard, kill him quickly!"

Stank and Jer immediately exchanged glances...bullshit.

"Hurry up and save him!" Stank stood up suddenly. "He will be torn to pieces by these guys."

Jer also stood up with a serious face and said, "Yes, he will tear these guys to pieces."

Stank felt like something was wrong, but it was too late to investigate further. The group of angry customers had already rushed forward.

"Wait." Aesop raised his hand and made a "stop" gesture.

I don’t know why, but this group of people actually stopped.

"I feel like you guys are a little unhappy." Aesop asked, "Why?"

"Why? How dare you ask?!" A lizardman tightly grasped the mace in his hand, "How dare you defile Nana in front of us!"

Aesop was puzzled: "How have I been defiled?"

The lizard man sneered: "Oh, you dare not take responsibility for it, right? If you have the guts, do the action again!"

"Oh."

Aesop nodded, and then in front of everyone, he put Nana's legs, who had already fallen into a daze, into his mouth again, and then he started to moan again in the stunned expressions of everyone.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Again!

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The customers and Nana were going crazy.

They had never seen such an arrogant guy in this small town!

You dare to provoke them again and again in front of so many people... You little brat have never seen a Minotaur before.

"Die for me now!"

The lizardman in the front was about to use his mace to split Aesop's head open when several chains of light came from behind him and tied him up tightly.

It was Jer who took action.

Stank also drew his sword and stood between the crowd and Aesop in time.

"Hey, hey, hey, everyone, don't get excited, give me some face." Stank held the sword across his body, and no one dared to take another step forward.

We stopped because most people here know Stank and Jer.

"Stank! Jer! Are you going to protect this brat?!" the lizard man just now roared loudly.

"Uh." Stank was a little embarrassed. After all, it was not very honorable to stand up for something like this. So he coughed twice and was about to explain, "Actually, I'm not particularly familiar with this young man..."

Before he could finish his words, Aesop had already come close to Stank, and then in front of everyone, he grabbed the flower demon Nana's white silk legs and stuffed them into Stank's mouth.

"Brother, take a look at this and see if it tastes right."

Stank: "..."

You TM... You TM... It's really you TM...

Stank didn't know what words to use to describe his feelings at this moment. Right now, he really wanted to... Damn, this little white foot was so tempting, and it was stained with purple grape juice. He really wanted to lick it...

But this bastard has already licked it, no matter how unrestrained I am, I can't bring myself to do it, damn it!

"Stank! You really are this guy's big brother!" the Lizardman roared, "You also blasphemed our Nana!"

"Yes, get these guys out!"

"Nana's legs can only be licked by us...to be protected!"

At any time, stopping others from being naughty is a matter of great indignation. Facing a group of old perverts who are about to go crazy, Stank also feels a lot of pressure... If he kills them, that will definitely not work. If he doesn't, he may not be able to win.

At this moment, everyone heard Aesop sigh softly.

"Why don't you listen to me?"

"I told you, this doesn't taste right."

Stank turned to look at him, also a little uneasy: "What smells wrong?"

"The wine doesn't taste right." Aesop said seriously, "It's not her taste. Her feet aren't that sore, and... they don't smell that bad. Right? The wine we all drink isn't the grapes you stepped on."

Flower demon Nana's expression froze for a moment, and then she shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, no, of course I stepped on it, that's my smell."

"Really?" Aesop casually took a glass of wine and handed it to Nana. "In that case, drink it."

Nana's expression turned pale in an instant: "This, this, this won't do."

"why not?"

"No one wants to drink something they stepped on." Nana forced a smile, "I really can't."

As she spoke, Nana looked at the other guests again and spoke in a miserable tone.

"Save me! Everyone!"

This sentence rekindled the enthusiasm of the old perverts who had just calmed down for a while, and they rushed forward roaring.

At this moment, the dwarf boss came trotting out from the kitchen with a tray of wine, a smile on his face as bright as a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Wow, here comes the wine!"

After coming out, I was stunned when I saw the current scene.

"What's going on? Why aren't you drinking?"

Aesop turned to look at the dwarf boss and asked, "Was this wine really stepped on by the flower fairy?"

"Of course! Why would you question that?"

Aesop nodded, then stretched out his hand and pointed at the lower body of the dwarf boss.

With a "bang", the dwarf boss's pants and shoes and socks suddenly exploded.

The dwarf boss was stunned for a moment, and didn't even react to cover his mouth immediately.

Then the guests saw the dwarf's extremely thick legs and extremely thick leg hair.

And the grape skins hanging on the leg hair.

And there is...grape juice slowly sliding down from the grape skins.

Thirty is fair!

The following scene is somewhat brutal and violent.

When the perverts rushed into the kitchen and saw three or four sorry-looking and smelly people stepping on grapes in unison, they all vomited at the same time.

Then, they suddenly attacked at the same time and beat all the dwarves indiscriminately.

When the dwarf store manager was pinned to the ground, he was very confident and assertive at first, but he became less and less confident as time went on.

From "Don't touch me, I have someone to support me", to "The local guests are so rude", "Although we stepped on the grapes, we also washed our feet, only once a week", and in the end, all that was left was a simple plea for mercy.

The angry old perverts barely managed to rip the dwarf owner's body in two. After all, this was still a civilized society, and the guy's crime wasn't a capital offense. Although he was spared a last gasp, the tavern was definitely gone. It was smashed to pieces, leaving only the signboard. And so, in just an hour, this newly opened, vibrant new tavern was shut down in an instant.

Aesop, Stank and Jer were standing outside the store watching the group of old perverts destroying the house.

"So this guy even put LSD in the wine." After learning the whole truth, Stank cursed indignantly, "How could I have thought his wine was so delicious!"

"It's more than just hallucinogens. If it were just hallucinogens, they wouldn't have such a significant effect on us." Jer sighed. "That flower demon was also the key point. Our attention was focused on the flower demon, and our hormones surged, which lowered our resistance to hallucinogens. We also thought the wine tasted good because of the flower demon... Although we suffered a great loss, I have to admit that guy does have a good business sense."

At this time, the lizard man who wanted to knock Aesop's head open with a hammer also walked out of the store, sighing heavily as he walked.

"We should have thought of this long ago. Wine isn't magical, so how could it taste better just after being touched by a flower demon's foot?... I've been tricked. I'm so pissed off! I really want to go back and beat that bastard up again." The lizardman saw Aesop and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, human brother. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have known anything about this. I owe you a favor, but money is so vulgar. I'll just be honest. I'm familiar with many nightmare shops in this town. Just call me if you go there."

Aesop asked, "Can you pay for me?"

"No."

The lizard man shook his head.

"Can you give me a discount?"

"That's not it." The lizard man shook his head again, and then said, "That's too vulgar. I can help you... get away with it."

"……what?"

"Don't listen to this guy." Stank said to Aesop, "This guy is a well-known freeloader. He runs away after having sex and never pays. He has been blacklisted by a lot of dream girls. If you go with him, you will be blacklisted too."

Facing Stank's accusation, the Lizard Man said without any guilt: "How can you say I'm taking advantage of you? Love between men and women should be mutual. Why should I be the only one to pay? I haven't even asked them for money yet!"

Jer couldn't help but give the lizard man a thumbs up: "You are worthy of me. I really hope that I won't see your corpse in the sewer one day."

"Oh, I live in the sewers anyway." The lizard man was very disdainful, but he also asked Aesop with some curiosity, "By the way, how do you know that alcohol is wrong? Can you taste hallucinogens?"

Aesop shook his head: "I can't taste it."

"Then how did you know..."

"I just saw a piece of foot skin in your wine glass." Aesop said seriously, "I don't think the flower fairy should have such a big piece of foot skin."

Upon hearing this, the lizard man's expression immediately turned pale. Honestly, it was quite absurd to see white on a lizard man's face. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll be right back."

Then he returned to the store with the hammer, and then the three of them heard the dwarf store manager's screams again.

Stank's expression froze. He turned to look at Aesop and asked, "Did you really see... that in his wine glass?"

Aesop shook his head: "Of course not."

"Then why do you..."

"I lied to him." Aesop said seriously, "It's his fault for not paying me. He even wanted to hit me just now."

Stank and Jer: "..."

This guy looks stupid, and he seems to be a bit sinister.

"Oh, it's so unsafe to even drink these days." Stank felt very tired. "Let's go back to the food and wine pavilion first. At least we can drink some wine that makes us feel safe."

Jer also agreed, and Aesop had no objection, so the trio staggered back to the food and wine pavilion.

After returning, they were surprised to find a familiar face.

Flower demon Nana!

At this moment, she was kneeling before Zita: "Please, since we are distant relatives, please take me in. I really don't want to go back like this."

Klim and Medori stood by and watched the fun.

When he noticed the trio had returned, Zita looked up and asked, "What happened to that Flower Demon Tavern? Why did their top star come to my place?"

Nana turned her head subconsciously, and when she saw Aesop, her pretty face froze immediately.

……

After some explanation, everyone understood.

Nana was brought here from her hometown by the dwarves, who said they wanted her to make money. All she had to do was pretend to step on grapes in front of guests and then say that the wine was made by herself.

Of course she agreed. After all, it was so easy, the money came so quickly, and she didn't have to become a nightmare. It was simply too good to be true.

It's a pity that this good day only lasted until today. When Nana saw the customers beating up the store manager, she was afraid of being affected, so she took advantage of the chaos and ran away. She ran directly to the food and wine pavilion, hoping that Zita could take her in and give her a job.

Zita had never encountered such a thing before and felt a little embarrassed, so he asked the trio what to do.

"Well... let's ask Aesop. After all, he was the one who exposed it." Stank patted Aesop's shoulder. "Aesop, what do you think?"

Aesop looked down at Nana, and Nana was also looking at him nervously.