The atmosphere within the tavern was eerily calm, as every villager was caught up in listening to Duluke recount his experience fighting monsters at the hot springs.
After Duluke vividly described the roiling water and enormous bubbles surfacing from the fifth hot spring and conveyed the tension and horror of the moment, he once again predictably paused in his story, took a drink from his malt beer nonchalantly.
"You always leave things hanging without giving all the details at once." The innkeeper said in irritation, "Last time I asked you if you could make me a silver-plated cane, you went on and on, stopping every once in a while, forcing me to keep asking. Just like you're doing now. Yet in the end, you told me you can make an iron cane, but not a silver one because silver-plating is beyond your skills. Ah, what a disappointing answer. I hope your answers henceforth will be more satisfying, given I've offered you this full malt beer."
