The entrance ticket to the tavern today was Snow Beer.
The Snowflake Knight was a legendary knight who rose to prominence in the north. It was said that snowflakes fluttered when he was born, and the north wind whistled. That was the Month of Flowing Fire.
No matter the era or race, there was no lack of legendary stories.
Levi drank the wine and entered the tavern.
It had been a long time since he last came here. Levi could capture the breathing, talking, slamming of the table, drinking, and all kinds of movements through his Beginner Vibrosensory.
This made him feel like a character in Xianxia novels.
He tidied his clothes and sat alone at a table, drinking some wine and listening to the tavern bards telling legendary knights' stories.
Levi sighed in his heart. Perhaps one day, when he became a legendary living knight, he would pass by this tavern and listen to the bards telling stories with exaggerated artistic techniques. It would be a different feeling.
