Chapter 15 (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

It was already noon. Everything seemed to be melting under the scorching sun. Trees and houses further down the road were slightly distorted by the hot air.

Roland returned to the temple on the mountain along the trail. He saw that Falken was treating a plump woman. Surrounded by a white pillar of light, the woman laughed in relief a few seconds later and soon left quickly.

After it was done, Falken cast Language Proficiency at Roland before he asked, “How much have you earned?”

“Twenty-eight coppers.” Roland took out a coin from his pocket and asked, “This is copper, right?”

With his hands on his back, Falken approached him and smiled. “You earned more than I expected. I thought you could make no more than ten coppers as a beginner. Twenty-eight coppers are enough to keep you full for several days.”

Roland smiled but did not explain. He said, “Where can I have food in town? I’m a little bit hungry.”

“Take a right turn down the mountain and walk along the trail. You’ll find a tavern on your right after you pa.s.s a pier. The food in the tavern is abundant and cheap, but of course, I wouldn’t say it’s delicious. I don’t know if it agrees with you.”

“Any food agrees with me right now.” Roland shrugged and left the temple after thanking Falken.

According to Falken’s instructions, Roland found the tavern under the scorching sun.

There were three pictograms on the door of the tavern. Language Proficiency could only influence the mind and allow people to talk with each other; it could not enable the recipients to understand written words.

The tavern was not very large, with a coverage of no more than two hundred square meters. The door was a short wooden one, making it possible to see what was going on inside from outside.

There were several old but clean round tables, surrounded by round chairs. The fragrance of bread and the smell of sour alcohol spread everywhere. Roland also saw several men chugging big gray cups and clamoring as if they were drunk.

Roland pushed the door and walked in. The waitress, who had been standing at the counter, immediately called earnestly, “Sir, welcome to Lake View Tavern. What would you like to order?”

So, the three words on the door meant “Lake View Tavern.”

While the waitress gazed at him in surprise, Roland backed off to the door and took a photo of the four pictograms, before he put a note of their meaning on the photo.

Although Language Proficiency could not teach him a language instantly, he was able to learn the language if he used the spell in a roundabout way. Also, the spell seemed applicable to all languages, which made it quite useful.

Roland was rather happy to realize the trick. He entered the tavern again, only to notice that the waitress was eying him strangely. He knew that his odd behavior just now must’ve surprised her.

“Do you have anything cheap and delicious?” Roland sat on a chair before the counter and asked with a smile, “Don’t recommend anything too expensive. I don’t have a lot of money.”