An Extra’s POV

The pubs within the Adventurers City were usually chock-full in the evening, since this was when most Adventurers returned from their daily tasks.

Many wanted to relax and enjoy the evening atmosphere while sipping some ale, while others desired to blow off steam by ranting about their experience to any who would listen.

It was a nice mix of varying minds who desired different things.

As a result, most pubs ended up being chaotic—the later the evening got, the worse it became.

However, compared to the usual nature of such an establishment, the place where Jet, Lux, and Sherlock chose was completely silent.

Perhaps the absence of any other Adventurer—or any other living soul, save for the staff in the establishment—could explain the cause of the decorum. It was a strange sight, seeing a pub so empty despite it being evening.

However, when considering the status of the three Adventurers who occupies the pub, this occurrence couldn't be seen as overly strange.

"This is my favorite pub. It's usually very, very loud, though." Noah began, his friendly smile easily breaking the tension that existed among the three of them.

"I suspected you wouldn't be very comfortable with so much noise, so I booked it ahead of time."

That explained why there was no one else in the room.

"Perks of being a 6 Star, I guess. I don't think any other Adventurer would have gotten away with it, even if they had the money to pay." Noah added as he chugged down the foaming liquid on his massive jug.

Rey watched the boy gulp down its contents, and after a few seconds, he slammed the jug down and gave a heavy sigh.

"Haaa! Nothing beats a good drink after a long day!"

His beaming air of optimism was contrasted by the somewhat gloomy atmosphere that surrounded the other two.

"You… drink?"

drink?" Noah retorted

touched your ale, by the way. Hope nothing

table. It would indeed be rude not to refuse to

hadn't tasted alcohol before,

I really don't

couldn't stand the taste. He

appeal in taking alcohol, especially when it has such a

but wasn't Noah

he start chugging down

one to constantly drink alcohol if they were

Noah said with a somewhat naughty

mischievous gleam in his eyes, enough to spark Rey's curiosity in whatever he

Noah brought his face closer and used a hand to block his mouth. "I actually don't like alcohol

he beamed at the boy in

people get drunk, puke all over, and pass out

but nod and agree at

fruit juice." Rey responded, trying to sound as manly and elegant as

"Indeed! I totally agree!"

nod and his smile also showed that he was trying to sound like some kind of informed gentleman. In

just sat there and watched in silence as the

"Alcohol is so blehh!"

indeed! You are quite the enlightened one, Sir Jet." Noah's

do the same to

all, despite saying he didn't like alcohol, he ended up sullying his throat with the burning sensation of

point, Rey couldn't contain his curiosity and

"Why…?"

"Why what?"

do you drink

fell a little, but he quickly picked it back up. "Because I have an