"Sorry, my companion had too much to drink!"
Just as the young man was about to say something to show off, someone suddenly pressed down on his shoulder.
When the young man turned around, he saw a pair of emotionless eyes. In that instant, he shuddered, and a powerful urge to urinate nearly scattered his wits.
Although he eventually managed to restrain the urge, he still wet himself a little, leaving the crotch of his trousers damp.
The intoxication that had clouded his mind instantly vanished. The man seemed to be smiling—at least, he should have been—but that only made the young man feel even more terrified.
"You've had too much to drink. I'll take you back." Without giving the young man a chance to explain or protest, he hauled him to his feet and supported him toward the door.
The bartender merely glanced at them before looking away.
As long as these people did not cause trouble in the tavern, he would not take the initiative to provoke them.
The two men walked out of the tavern. The town at night was not particularly... quiet. On the contrary, it was rather lively.
That was because it was so close to the nearby military camp. Soldiers on leave liked to come into town.
There were enthusiastic girls here. Even if you were so ugly in Gefra that no one was willing to give you a second glance, you could still find a good market here!
Besides that, there was fine wine, cigarettes, dance halls, casinos—every kind of place that could make people happy could be found here.
There were also quite a few soldiers in town. Along with people who had come from elsewhere to seek opportunities, they made the town more prosperous than ever.
The cool night breeze blew