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?"

of Adventurer doesn't drink?" Noah retorted in surprise as he looked at Jet—or rather,

Hope nothing is wrong. I promise, you'll like it very

the table. It

like he hadn't tasted

really

really couldn't stand the taste. He would pick actual juice or fruit

appeal in taking alcohol, especially when it has such a bad side

teenage brain speaking, but wasn't Noah also a teenager—a more fragile-looking one than

start chugging down

prerequisite for one to constantly drink alcohol

a secret?" Noah said with

somewhat mischievous gleam in his eyes, enough to spark Rey's

to block his mouth. "I actually don't like

he beamed at the boy in front of

buzz, but considering how people get drunk, puke all over, and pass out so often after taking

help but nod and agree

I personally prefer high-quality fruit juice." Rey responded, trying to

"Indeed! I totally agree!"

smile also showed that he was trying to sound like some kind of informed gentleman. In actuality,

and watched in silence as the

"Alcohol is so blehh!"

are quite the enlightened

Rey couldn't do the same

he didn't like alcohol, he ended up sullying his throat with the burning sensation of such disgusting-tasting

and ended up asking the question on

"Why…?"

"Why what?"

you

but he quickly picked it back up.