He turned around and left.

Iron Hook Tavern.

The atmosphere of the Winter Fire Festival is very strong.

People gathered together, holding large glasses of ale, drinking happily, bragging and talking about the past or recent events.

Big chunks of meat pie, chewing with puffed cheeks.

The guests in the tavern are mainly foreigners and docked sailors.

Lin Suo sat at the bar, holding a fire in his hand, mouth after mouth.

Looking at all this, he felt a little confused. They were all homeless people, but he felt a little out of place.

The festive atmosphere is getting stronger.

The sadness in his eyes became stronger.

I couldn't help but ask myself in my heart, is it worth living like this? Is it interesting? When can I go back...

Gudong Gudong~

An iron hook snatched away the wine glass at the right time, and Lin Suo looked over with a somewhat hazy look.

It’s Tifa~

"Is Claude here?"

"What……"

Captain Tifa didn't know why, so she didn't think much about it, but stared at Lin Suo's eyes, as if she understood something.

Squeeze him away.

"Rhine, do you want to hear a story?"

"What's the story interesting? Is Claude here?"

"Once upon a time..."

Captain Tifa didn't care whether Lin Suo was drunk or talking incomprehensible words, he just kept telling a story about the captain.
Chapter completed!