Merlin and Leina finally arrived at the most famous tavern in the city of Dunvale—The Bull's Horn.
The place was quite spacious, with saloon-style doors often seen in medieval-themed movies.
Inside, people bustled about, cheerful expressions plastered on their faces.
As soon as the two entered, they were greeted by the boisterous voices of the customers.
"So this is what the inside of a tavern looks like? It's really crowded," Leina murmured in awe.
Merlin simply smiled without saying anything. From Leina's previous stories, he understood that she rarely left the academy except for truly important matters.
No wonder she looked so amazed just by seeing the inside of a tavern.
"Auntie, let's sit down," Merlin said.
Leina nodded and walked toward the only empty table at the end of the room.
A waiter immediately approached and greeted them. "Welcome, honored customers. What would you like to order?"
