After a short rest, seeing that all the tasks had been arranged, Unas made an excuse that he had some personal matters to attend to alone and wanted to go into the city to run errands by himself.
Erigor grabbed him, "Brother, what private matter is it?"
"I already said it's a private matter, yet you're still digging into it. You're a hopeless idiot," Unas, pulling his hand away. "My brother, don't you even know what privacy is?"
"I only know what safety is. It's too dangerous for you to act alone. Let me protect you." Erigor blinked frantically at Unas, seemingly wanting to get some fresh air as well.
Unas ignored him. "Is there any danger in the city right now? I don't need anyone's protection."
"The cities of the Dark Iron Dwarves are unsafe for any human, and you're carrying a large sum of money; I'm afraid you'll be robbed."
The more he talked, the more outrageous it became. With a helpless sigh, Unas didn't want to get entangled with him anymore and waved for him to follow.
"If it's about protection work, I can also..." Angela's words instantly froze the excited expression on Erigor's face.
"No need," Unas quickly refused. "The previous battles relied heavily on Miss Angela's abilities, which must have taken a toll on your energy. You need to rest now."
Angela's mental and magical powers haven't fully recovered, so it's indeed difficult for her to go out. "I don't trust the two of you. Darian, you go too."
The blond boy was startled from his daze and quickly said, "Ah? Okay."
Whether Angela was worried about their safety or afraid they would do something sneaky, Unas didn't know, but to put her mind at ease, he had no choice but to agree to bring Darian along.
The three Paladins set off from Black Furnace. Unas now a minor celebrity in Blackrock Depths, having made his mark everywhere, so he arrived at the Grim Guzzler without any obstacles.
Standing at the bar entrance, Erigor punched him lightly and joked, "So, our Warden's so-called private business is just coming here to indulge in debauchery? Have you already picked up bureaucratic vices so quickly? Or has that Succubus stolen your heart?"
Unas didn't argue, but simply said something brief yet weighty, "It's on me."
Erigor immediately put his arm around his shoulder. "Hehe, this time I'm going to have a good taste of the Dwarves ' finest brew."
The two stepped forward, but Darian remained rooted to the spot. "I... I don't want to go in."
Darian was an even more naive virgin than Unas. At least Unas had seen countless pornographic films, while Darian had never even seen a pornographic film. The last time he came to the bar, he was terrified and his whole body went numb from being teased by Succubus.
He was filled with shame afterward. As a Paladin, he couldn't accept being so easily seduced by a demon. He recited the Holy Light scriptures hundreds of times to atone for his sins before calming down. Of course, he didn't want to go through that again.
Erigor pulled him back. "It's no big deal to have a drink and relax, Darian. You're still so young, don't be so old-fashioned."
The blond boy was dragged into the bar by force; he couldn't resist Erigor's strength.
Since the floodwaters were all drawn away by the Water Elemental, the place has been completely transformed. The tables and chairs have been returned to their original positions and are now neatly arranged. The waiters have also returned and are cleaning up the stains left by the seawater.
And there were even two tables of customers, who all seemed to be officers under Rendaen's command. The fact that the bar was able to resume normal operations so quickly suggests that the bar owner does indeed have connections with the Dwarf lord.
The Dwarves were drinking heartily when the arrival of Unas and his companions brought a sudden silence to the scene.
"Welcome! Welcome!" the Gnomes- like owner, Plugger, shouted from behind the bar. "Welcome back, esteemed customer! The first drink is on me! Selena, come out and greet our guest!"
Unas's purchase of over a thousand drinks significantly reduced the bar's losses, and the Gnomes treated him like a rich Kael'thas, being incredibly hospitable.
A disheveled Succubus swayed gracefully out of the small room on the right, chuckling, "I heard that you gentlemen are all Paladins, so please don't punish me with Holy Light ~"
Humans certainly stood out too much in the territory of the Dark Iron Dwarves; information about them must have already spread to those who were interested.
"You haven't experienced the Holy Light, so how can you consider it punishment?" Unas looked at the leather whip wrapped around her arm. "Perhaps for you, the Holy Light is also a kind of enjoyment."
"Lord Unas seems to be an expert as well, what you've said makes me really want to try it~" The Succubus even knew his name, which shows she must have done her research.
Seeing that the conversation was heading towards taboo topics, Erigor walked to the bar. "Boss, bring out your most expensive and best drinks. It's a rare treat for my brother tonight, so I'm going to have a good drink and not leave until I'm drunk."
"Hehe, my family's secret recipe wine will definitely not disappoint you. Please wait a moment, I'll go to the warehouse to get the wine."
"Wait!" One of the Dwarf officers at the two tables stood up, clearly a little drunk. "Boss, why don't you bring us that ancestral secret recipe too? Do you look down on us Dark Iron Dwarves?"
Plugger curled his lip, clearly looking down on these seasoned soldiers. "A thousand Gold Coins a barrel, as long as you can afford it!"
"We have no money, but this human does," the Dwarf officer said, pointing at Unas. "He'll pay for us today!"
Forcing Unas to treat everyone to a meal is clearly a provocation. Although it's not good to clash with Rendaen's men, Unas is not one to back down from trouble.
"This officer must be drunk; I'll just treat his nonsense as farts," Unas sneered. "I'll just offer him horse piss; he can't tell the difference anyway, so drinking is a waste."
"What did you say?" the Dwarf officer roared. "Your money was stolen from us Dark Iron Dwarves! Brothers, I heard he robbed more than a dozen of the richest slave owners. That's all our Dark Iron Dwarves property. Why should a human take it?"
"Exactly!" "Exactly!" the other Dwarves echoed loudly, all standing up as well.
"Why should I?" Unas crossed his arms. "Ask yourselves, you bunch of useless trash!"
His preemptive raiding of the wealthy districts indeed caused great discontent among the Dark Iron Dwarves, but who could he blame? The Dwarves themselves were incompetent and failed to reach the wealthy districts in time; they could only blame their own ineptitude.
"You stinky bastard!" The Dwarf officer hurled the cup in his hand at him, grabbed his weapon, and was about to charge forward to fight.
With a loud "crack," the wine glass in mid-air was shattered by a long black whip. The Succubus then cracked the whip several more times in the air. A group of bar security guards rushed out and blocked the Dwarf officers' path. A rumbling sound came from behind—the steel combat golems at the Back Gate were moving in.
"Who dares to cause trouble here?!" Plugger jumped up and down on the bar. "Get out of here, all of you!"