By now, the Riverside Rest Tavern has become well-known around Kakasong City.
Hunter has been selling alcohol at Fisherman's Wharf for nearly thirty to forty years.
What kind of people hasn't Hunter met?
Porters, cleaners, loading apprentices, sailors, boatmen, thieves, bandits, pirates...
Even wealthy merchants and noble lords!
The man in the black robe in front of him, as long as he can pay for consumption.
Afterwards.
Whatever the man in the black robe wants to do is none of Hunter's business!
Until more than half an hour later.
The man in the black robe, sitting in the corner, finished the drinks and food on the table.
Under Hunter's gaze from behind the bar.
The man in the black robe tightened the robe around him and walked out of the tavern.
Finally, he disappeared around the dark corner.
Casually withdrawing his gaze, Hunter looked at the young man who was clearing the tableware on the square table and spoke.
