While I was sipping my drink, several adventurers came up to me with trays. The first was a male swordsman, he was wearing blue metal armor with a white border, and a small shield-drang was attached on his back. Such as I remember from the stories were forged only in one country, but after it became popular all over the world, I thought about buying one, but rather I will take a buckler. The second is a spearman in leather armor with a spear that has something in common with a halberd. The third was an elf, well, obviously it's an archer, but who else? I'm in a too stereotypical fantasy world, she's even dressed all in green.
Company: - is it busy here?
What's it to me?
Maybe I'll eavesdrop on something…
I nodded.
They sat down and started eating and discussing something, most likely it was about their last raid. But I heard interesting information - some of them are missing, and I thought that the swordsman eats for two at a time carrying two trays.
Well, it's time to continue the meal.
…
And so I finished my dinner, and found out that the dishes should be left …
... Do I feel a touch in my side, in the wallet area, am I being robbed?
But I don't see anyone!
The killer?
Has someone been sent to me?
Without really thinking, I pulled out my poisoned knife and hit the bench in the wallet area. I punched my arm!
I use transfiguration in an instant.
I grab the intruder by the head.
Bang your head on the table and face the wall.
- Who? Who sent it? How much?
Who sent it? Is this a swordsman?! Or a merchant?
The magician was a big shot so…
Although at first the purse... did the merchant get angry because of the money he won?!
I look around at my surroundings.
The swordsman is holding bread with his mouth open, the spearman choked on beer, and the elf jumped from her place.
ELF: - Oh, let go!
Thief: - *kh-kh*, *sobs*.
I take the claws off the thief's neck, and only now realized that he was literally hanging on my arm.
Elf: - "Healing"!
It was only later that I realized that it was a low beastman girl. Oops, she's crying. What was she hoping for?
- Ha! …
I decided to return to the table without saying a single word, I just bowed my head in a questioning gesture.
All: - …
- What kind of tricks?
The spearman moved away first.
Spearman: - She is our ally…
I'm not happy with the answer and start scratching the table with my claws
- And?
The elf returned to the place, dragging the robber.
Elf Spearman.: - We apologize!
Blue Swordsman: But he hit her! What an excuse!
He slammed his fist on the table... after all, he's dumb as a tree stump…
- Do you know what they do in my homeland with a thief…
Bruise: - I don't care, you hit a girl!
The violent one was dragged away.
- ... their ears were cut off and nailed to the wall, and also you should not call the first person you meet. Remember this for the future.
Well, I'm not exactly lying, this was really practiced before, but it's been a long time.
- Ten silver pieces.
Elf: - and y-yes, of course, I'm sorry to bother you
I take the money and take the flask out of my cloak and make two dosage marks with my claw, and hand it to the thief.
- Painkiller, neutralizes the poison from the hand, slightly bitter, but it will do, one mark, one intake once a day, thanks for the purchase. Don't get into trouble anymore, what if I was scared to take the poison harder or cut the wrong hands?
I'll forgive you for the first time. By the way, "the abolition of transformation".
They are distracted and look at the flask with incomprehension.
And it's time for me to disappear "masking the shadow", I disappeared from sight, taking with me a brochure about the dungeon and a couple of leaflets that interested me, with tasks that I put next to me when I was waiting for my order.