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    Miscellaneous, mostly the lower classes of the empire.

    They don’t all come here to drink, they come here to trade, bounty, blackjack, skate, whatever.

    Of course, compared to the few pornography, gambling and drug bosses that Tag had killed before who had the imperial royal family as their backing, this place was still slightly more restrained, or at least they couldn’t put their crimes out in the open.

    Leon and Rebecca walked into the bar while Tag kept watch outside.

    Because the wanted posters with the master’s portrait had been plastered all over the streets of the empire, and the bounty was even more coveted, there might be one or two outlaws in this bar who would dare to go to extreme lengths for the bounty.

    So in order to avoid these unnecessary troubles, it is better for the Master to show less.

    As soon as they entered the bar, the raucous cacophony of voices attacked Leon’s eardrums in a flash.

    The porch leading to the dance floor hall was also packed.

    The sexily dressed beauty, with a poor quality cigarette between her fingers, waited for Leon to get close enough to exhale a soft puff of smoke towards his face.

    Publicly solicited prostitutes. This business is on the doorstep.

    Not wanting to talk to her, Leon took a step and continued walking inside.

    “Eh handsome, what’s the rush, talk to me, I have something really fun here-“

    Splat–

    Rebecca pulled out her pistol and put it to the woman’s chin.

    The woman snapped her mouth shut and retreated silently to the side.

    And everyone else in the porch made way for Leon and Rebecca quite silently.

    It became less crowded in no time.

    Rebecca put her gun away, walked over to Leon and lowered her voice and

    “The two of us aren’t regulars here, and that group at the door belongs to the ‘inspection’ ones, so you won’t be able to move an inch here if you don’t give them a bit of a hard time.”

    What Rebecca said about ‘unspoken rules’ Leon understood, there were gray areas to survive in.

    It was just that what he didn’t understand was why Viktor was working in such a rotten and gloomy place after he left the Dragonslayers.

    Is it self-indulgence? Or for some other reason?

    This guy is a 10,000 year old dick, but he also has the bottom line and toughness of a dick, and he will put his best foot forward in everything he does, and he has high expectations and high standards for himself.

    Such a man would have been out of place in a place like this.

    Guess we’ll just have to ask Victor when we find him.

    Leon and Rebecca crossed the dance floor to the bar.

    “What can I get you two to drink?” The bartender came up and greeted.

    “A glass of water.” Leon was a terrible drinker, not to mention they hadn’t come here tonight to drink.

    “I’ll have a Black Moon then.” Rebecca used to drink a lot, so she was well aware of the odd names of the drinks.

    She said her aim was better after drinking, and I don’t know if that’s true or not.

    The bartender glanced at the petite Rebecca and said, “We don’t sell alcohol to children.”

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