If you need my help with something, then my respect is also worthless."

"You are honest." A little chuckle came from Aaron's nose: "Mr. Dread Pirate? You can't live a lifetime by dealing with cats."

"So, is the Viscount here to take me back? Or do you need help with something?" Malone pushed the rum in front of Aaron: "Anyway, please drink this glass."

"Rum means bread and salt?" Aaron took the mug and drank it directly.

"For sailors, yes." Seeing Aaron drink the rum without any hesitation, the contempt on Malone's face faded slightly.

"I chose the location." Aaron paused and blinked: "I paid for it."

"It seems that I, the Dread Pirate, am quite popular." Malone glanced down: "Have you seen the grandson of Duke Marelli? He also said the same. Look, your battle brothers are like that

All the navy are fighting for that cat."

Aaron's heart moved, and some conjectures quickly surfaced in his mind!

This was extremely valuable information to him. The leader of the Longya Gang told him the important information quietly.

Interestingly, it seemed that he was also thinking of a way out. Aaron also glanced below.

After he left, the group of naval officers led by Gordon were not to be outdone. They also took out a handful of silver coins and called the cat lady over again.

How could Havre endure this tone? He took out two gold coins from his waist and called Cat Girl over again.

"I need you to help me check someone out." Aaron took out a roll of parchment from his arms.

Malone took the parchment: "Magician Mepham? Why do you think that the Dragon Teeth Gang can find someone who even the Queen's Blade can't find?"

"Since you can handle cats and get El Toril Gray Cheese, you can also handle a person, right?" Aaron intertwined his fingers, and his sky-blue eyes were full of oppression: "

Don't tell me you haven't done it before."

"...I don't want your money, I want you to owe me a favor, the last Salian." Malone carefully put away the parchment, and he nodded to accept: "I will let the boys pay attention to such people, if there is any news

, I will notify you as soon as possible."

"Then, happy cooperation!" Aaron stood up and reached out his hand.

"Happy cooperation!" Ma Long also stood up. The leader of the Longya Gang, who was as strong as a bull, thought for a while: "I'm sending you a piece of news worth 1,000 gold lion coins. Do you want to hear it?"

Aaron raised his hand.

"If you encounter orcs in Cormyr that cause trouble for you, you can disguise yourself as a drow." Malone said calmly: "The Zhentarim can also do it. Remember to be tougher. The tougher the better."

Aaron frowned. It seems that the drow and the orcs are also colluding together?

It is said that there are many drows in Tifanton, a large city that fell in the north, and it seems to be true.

"I know how to be a good drow." Aaron was very confident about this.

"Then have you thought about what to do next?" Ma Long pointed downstairs: "Hurry up, I don't want my pub to be closed down tomorrow."

There is already a smell of gunpowder in the lobby, and the two sides have begun to fight for the cat girl.

Haver took out a handful of gold coins from his body, and also took out a magic salute and opened it directly. The fireworks illuminated the entire dim Dragon Tooth Hall, lighting up everyone's eyes.

Gordon Marelli on the other side was not to be outdone. He directly took out a "Triple Crown" platinum coin and a beautiful bell.

Cat Lady was called back and forth several times, and her brain was going into chaos: "Ugh, Nico, I don't know what to do. These people are so rich, Nico doesn't even know where to go!"

"Save the cat~save the cat!"

The smell of Mars gradually spread, and everyone on both sides drank. The most angry Havre and Norrington were at the front, arguing with Gordon Marelli, pushing each other with their hands, and making rude remarks.

Seeing everyone scuffling together, Aaron appeared from the stairs, and Viscount Salian shouted: "Wait!"

Everyone stopped for the moment.

"Go out and fight! No one is allowed to use weapons, only use fists!" Aaron shouted: "Also, why don't you call me when you fight? Do you think I don't exist?"

"Okay, if you have the guts, go out and fight, including Salian!" A naval officer yelled, "Let's see if I don't smash your powdered cream face!"

"I'm just waiting for you, Aaron, beat up these navy idiots!" Havel got drunk, burped violently, waved his fists, and hammered his chest: "Let them know that our Purple Dragon Knights

sharp!"

"Oh my god, Ms. Ocean, I shouldn't have opened the door today!" Ma Long covered his face, and the gang leader was so angry that he kicked the thug next to him: "Send someone to watch, don't kill anyone!"

Professional soldiers from both sides ran out of the Dragon Tooth Bar in a chaotic manner and formed formations on the street. Both sides wisely left their weapons in the bar.

"Get ready!" I don't know who shouted: "Start!"

Grease spell! Aaron took advantage of the darkness and no one was paying attention. He grabbed a piece of butter from the tavern and secretly recited the spell. Large areas of smooth grease immediately appeared on the originally dirty streets.

The navy officers were caught off guard and slipped and fell.

"Hit him, beat them!"

Aaron was the first to charge forward, swung a punch, and hit Gordon Marelli right in the face!
Chapter completed!