Black Pearl Tavern.
Adam sat at a window-side table, looking at the sun that was about set over the horizon. The once-bustling streets of Hannes City were now unusually quiet and empty.
Seeing such a sight, Adam clicked his tongue in annoyance and muttered under his breath, "Tsk, that vampire bastard!"
He was in a terrible mood right now. His face was flushed red from intoxication, and on the table in front of him, several empty wine gourds were haphazardly kept.
The youth took a swig of liquor from the gourd in his hand. "Eh?"
However, barely anything came out. This gourd was finished as well. Adam peeked through the bottle's mouth to check if there was anything left. Then, he looked around and screamed, "Waiter, waiter! Where are you?"
The tavern was empty, except for the few drunkards who placed the importance of having liquor over their lives.
"Waiter, I want you!" Adam screamed louder. "I need you!"
