"You think I coulde by the tavern?" Jake asked as he followed Sin ckberry in her wake.


    Prince was on his side because he didn''t have the invisible item.


    He asked, "You got an idea for your own schemes?"


    Jake chuckled, "Yeah. I can postpone it, but it''d be best to speak with the tavern''s owner now. I know it goes against your n, so I''m asking and not requesting anything."


    Sin ckberry pondered for a second.


    She was in charge now and decided to risk exposing their presce in the outside zone to curry favor with Jake.


    "Do your business," Sin ckberry said, "You''ll see us on the minimap, so do your best to not get any atttion before reuniting with us. We''ll hide somewhere a here."


    Jake nodded, "Sure. Thanks. I''ll be back in a while!"


    Secretly tering one of the dark alleys, Jake soon emerged from the darkness and casually headed to the tavern under one of the promint guilds.


    Prince gazed at his back until he disappeared into the tavern.


    He turned to his sister and smiled at her, "Has he gott into your eyes?"


    "Don''t be ridiculous. He''s younger by five years," Sin ckberry pierced her brother''s visor, "I respect yers with ns and those that are quick to uptake. He hasn''te here just to kill some monsters. Such yers td to have a better future, and he seems like a solo yer we could team up with a lot."


    Prince chuckled, "Five years is not much of a gap."


    "Quiet," Sin ckberry''s voice grew sharper.


    Prince grinned, "Haha! Well, my dark horse surely hasn''te here only to level up! We''ll mine together!"


    "And just mining requires him to make deals with a tavern, the safest zone in the outside zone of the dungeon?" Sin ckberry raised her points up.


    Prince didn''t have any reply to those words.


    He mused aloud, "Yeah, that''s interesting. My artistic sses tell me he has much more depth to himself! Can''t wait to see what he''se up with!"


    Sin ckberry side nced at her brother before closing her eyes.


    She was like a veteran on a standby.


    It was simr to Jake''s breathing technique, which he''d inherited from his father.


    In her case, it was a standby form Sin ckberry had learned from the swordsmanship club she had attded since childhood.


    Prince was like a casual yer. He oped his game system and started checking its features.


    -


    Jake tered the tavern.


    His equipmt set was nothing special, so little atttion had fall on him. If he were to wear his mask, he would have picked up a fight with various yers here, but Jake was rational ough not to do it.


    The tavern''s interior blew him away, though.


    It was like an exquisite restaurant carved from high-quality wood.


    Its furniture forced yers to bond with each other as long tables and logs were scattered across the interior in rows. There was no private room for anyone, and if someone wanted to rest, eat, or drink, such a person would bepelled to feel the presce of other yers side to side.


    In a good way, it allowed yers to make connections better. Good behavior was also rewarded by the tavern''s guild, as they tded to inviteporting yers to the dungeon expeditions.


    It was a reason why there wasn''t muchmotion inside.


    Of course, loud talks, cheers, or harmless argumts boomed across the tavern. Thetter was oft a result of losses in gambling, as not many yers could easily part away with their hard-earned ie.


    That said, looking at yers with various builds, skins, and races acting with proper decorum was charming.


    It was an especially peculiar experice to see a short man sandwiched betwe two muscle freaks, allughing and drinking beer together.


    ''It''s differt from the tavern I had se Aaron in. It''s so bright and more weing… I guess they want to attract yers of various personalities and origins here. It''s a nice ce,'' Jake thought.


    He was a young man who couldn''t go against his hormones, so his eyes rested more on waitresses and their outfits who didn''t know the word ''shame'' but undoubtedly knew the meaning of ''boundaries'', creating the perfect equilibrium on which m of any age could joy or be attracted to.


    A dazzling smile held Jake in a spot.


    One of the waitresses had caught sight of him and breezed to him. She was a yer since it was difficult to bring anymon residts to the outside zone of the dungeon.


    She asked, "First time to Sunshine Tavern? Need a hand?"


    Jake smiled, "Need a hand sounds like a dangerous phrase to use."


    "Anyone that makes it suggestive gets a hand on their cheek—a p," the waitress winked at Jake.


    Jake grinned, "I take this is a part of the fun working here. Having the protection Of The Gold Lotus must allow you to p anyone thates here with bad manners."


    The waitress nodded, "The pay is better than most part-time jobs I''ve had searched for, you know? I joy the mood and connections I make here, too."


    "Sounds like an influcer… semi-influcer? Well, I thought about it, too. Anyway, I need your help. Could you tell the owner of this ce to message me? Ie with a pretty good deal, I believe." Jake shared his intt with the waitress.


    She found him likable and chill, so she decided to risk her time and agreed to his request. Once Jake shared his nickname with her, she took a good look at him before heading upstairs.


    The other floors were essible only to the guild members of The Gold Lotus.


    Jake sat down on the log at the long table.


    A few guys approached him for a casual talk.


    Of course, the talk revolved a skills, powers, and wom.


    "The waitress you''ve talked with is pretty cute, isn''t she? No one has pulled her!"


    "Try your luck, lil bro!"


    "Dates in dungeon work, you know? Who said you can''t pick up girls in the dungeon?"


    Jake chuckled and shook his head, "I relish in big chests."


    "My boy! Haha!"


    "Haha! One of us, indeed!"


    "So, how about this one? She might inhale your tire soul!"


    s, he hadn''t dodged the bullet.