Bah--

Sparks flashed, as if the phosphorus fire that might be extinguished at any time was swaying slightly in the wind.

Carefully guard the flames,

come closer,

The faint smell of tobacco filled the air, and the front end of the slender women's cigarette had been lit.

He flicked it casually, turning the crumbling flame into a wisp of smoke.

The match was spinning, having exhausted its last trace of residual heat, and fell weakly onto the wet stone pavement.

Della leaned against the door of the tavern, her eyes looking unfocused at the flow of people passing by on the street in front of her, with a tired look on her face.

Managing a pub alone is not an easy task for anyone.

Even though it has been nearly ten years since she took over the "Red Rose Tavern" from her father, she still cannot fully adapt to this chaotic schedule of day and night.

She hasn't had a good night's sleep since the first time she stood at the front desk.

Dara is also used to it,

The paralysis of the nerves caused by alcohol and nicotine, coupled with the cold wind in the morning, was the key to her recovery.

She knew that such a chaotic schedule and high-intensity work were making her body gradually become weaker.

However, who doesn’t have to fight hard if they want to survive in this world?

Oh, maybe those guys with glass hoods on the Red Earth Continent don't have to.

Della grinned with a thin cigarette in her mouth, showing a bit of sarcasm.

Think optimistically, at least your situation is better than that of the fishermen in the small town who leave early and return late.

After all, she doesn't have to worry about the changeable climate on the sea, nor does she have to be wary of the shadows of sea kings wandering under the boat, nor does she have to starve due to the decrease in catches.

"well……"

Thinking of this, Dara couldn't help but sigh silently.

His eyes glanced to his side, the small sign beside the entrance of the tavern.

I don’t know what the people in the town think. They would rather go out to sea and be a fisherman without a meal than work in their own tavern.

Maybe the salary is not high, but she can provide full room and board here, so at least she doesn't have to worry about what to eat tomorrow.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get,

He threw the cigarette that had only one butt left on it to the ground, and crushed it twice with his leather boots.

Della turned around and opened the door and entered the tavern.

…

In the dimly lit tavern, a figure as bright as a flame was busy at the bar.

Dara carefully organized the wine cabinet, placing the most popular wines in the front where they were easily accessible, so as to save herself some energy when she got busy.

"Crunch, crunch."

The old stairs made a noisy and stagnant sound, which attracted her attention to the stairwell beside her.

If nothing else, the person who came downstairs should be the unfamiliar face who just came this morning.

After all, the other party has been the only guest staying recently.

Della was very impressed by the other party.

Although he looks a little malnourished, his skin is even fairer and delicate than his own, just like that of a nobleman who came from somewhere. The rough guys in the town who are exposed to the wind and sun all day are not like this.

.

As a tavern owner, she has a wide range of knowledge. With just one glance, she caught the special temperament of the other person that seemed to be outside the world.

"He looks quite handsome, but a little boring."

Della curled her lips.

…

Nuolan touched her belly with her left hand and supported the wall with her right hand, and slowly walked down the stairs step by step.

The actual situation was slightly different from what I expected.

He really didn't expect that he could sleep so well.

Obviously I just wanted to take a nap and get some sleep.

Unexpectedly, when I woke up, the sun had risen to the middle of my head.

I obviously slept well last night, but is it because I am still growing?

He seemed a little confused.

If you are really still growing, that would be pretty good.

After all, my height of just over 1.8 meters seems to be okay, but in the world of One Piece, where the monsters are usually two to three meters tall, it is really not tall enough.

"Then eat more."

Nuolan rubbed her stomach, which was already growling with hunger, and thought to herself.

Just came down the stairs,

With his keen senses, he felt the sight coming from the front desk beside him.

"Good morning...noon."

Reaching out to say hello, Nolan smiled awkwardly.

"Good afternoon." Dela nodded and tidied the wine cabinet carefully.

"Excuse me, is there anything to eat?" Nuolan looked at the other person's busy figure and asked tentatively.

As a lazy cancer patient who can sit but not stand, and can walk but not run, if food can be provided in the pub, he is too lazy to look for restaurants outside.

Hearing this, Dai La stopped moving her hands.

His eyes slowly moved up, and his eyes stayed on the other person's face.

…

Twenty minutes later,

Nolan sat in the middle seat of the tavern, holding cutlery and cutlery in her hands, devouring her food.

A bowl of hot fresh milk mushroom soup, a large piece of fragrant whole wheat white bread, and a plate of ham slices that are crispy and slightly browned on the surface.

The dishes are not rich, but they are so delicious that you can't stop eating.

"So, you came back on a navy ship?"

Della leaned on the bar, holding a thin cigarette in her hand, and asked one after another.

"right."

Nolan stuffed the bread dipped in mushroom soup into her mouth. The sweet milk flavor and the fragrance of mushrooms were cleverly combined with the soft, fluffy, almost melting bread, filling the entire mouth.

The sizzling pan-fried ham turns into fragrant, salty and fresh meat particles after just a moment of chewing, igniting the taste buds and arousing the most primitive appetite instinct.

"There have indeed been more and more pirates in the past two years. You are quite unlucky to have met such a group of people."

"At least he survived."

"That's right."

Dai La nodded slightly, opened her red lips slightly, and blew out a ring of pale white smoke.

"What are your plans for the future? Are you looking for a boat to go home?"

"I can't go back."

Nuolan's mouth was stuffed and she didn't even raise her head, just echoed.

He did not reveal too much information to the other party. In his mouth, he was just an ordinary traveler who ended up here because of his unlucky encounter with pirates.

Dai La did not delve into this.

After all, in this chaotic era, there are too many people displaced because of pirates.

What Nuo Lan said was nothing short of normal.

"Hehe, it's so remote here that even pirates wouldn't take a glance when passing by, but there's nothing to do here."

Della chuckled and looked out the window at the increasingly deserted streets.

"I think it's pretty good, safe and leisurely, but I haven't found a job yet and can't settle down."

"Would you like to come and work in my tavern for a few days? I happen to be short of someone to serve the dishes."

"OK."

"ah?"
Chapter completed!