Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 950: Chapter 542: The Three Towns Volcano

The shop assistant, no matter how eloquent, couldn’t muster a response to Little White’s blatant malice.

As for Nineteen, he too was a cunning elite, even more formidable than the shop assistant.

So, when the shop assistant’s gaze wandered over, Nineteen simply raised his cup, his eyes blurred as if he had already sunk into drunkenness.

“Haha, great wine, great wine, won’t you have a cup?”

After speaking, he burst into laughter and drank it all in one gulp.

A moment of awkwardness flashed across the shop assistant’s face, but he quickly tried to persuade him again.

“Honored guest, our inn’s wine is not bad either, why don’t you give it a try.”

But Nineteen paid him no attention, simply continuing to drink his own wine.

He kept praising the good wine, as if the shop assistant’s words were fart talk, treating the shop assistant like he was just part of the background air.

For a moment, the shop assistant’s face showed an unnatural expression, as if about to collapse.

All three of them were nutcases.

He thought his own little place was weird enough, but meeting such bizarre guests was truly infuriating.

The shop assistant grew irritated, and seeing that persuasion was futile, like casting pearls before swine, he naturally had nothing more to say.

Logan spoke up at the right moment.

“Alright, my friend here loves to drink and always carries a lot of wine with him. He doesn’t like those inferior drinks from the outside, so you don’t need to keep persuading him. Go on down, and if we need anything, we’ll call you.”

Forced to smile in the face of having their drinks labeled ‘inferior,’ the shop assistant’s inward turmoil was unspeakable.

Finally managing to squeeze out a smile and leave, the shop assistant’s expression turned gloomy in an instant.

Especially when he got to the back of the inn and saw his own manager, who also had an unpleasant look, the two swiftly exchanged glances.

They also exchanged information.

[Wait until the time comes, we must slaughter these three first.]

With such information, the shop assistant’s mood improved slightly.

At that moment, Logan also paid attention to the little tricks of the shop assistant, knowing what he was up to behind the scenes, but not taking it to heart.

He even found it somewhat amusing.

It seemed it wasn’t yet time for the shop assistant to make a move against them.

As long as the right moment hadn’t come, no matter how humiliated, the shop assistant could only swallow his pride.

But hey, humiliating the shop assistant like this and bullying him was quite fun.

At that time,

Another group of people arrived.

Seeing this crowd, Logan was indeed a bit shocked.

In such a remote corner, he didn’t expect to encounter people.

But then again, it wasn’t surprising, considering many travelers would fly over from above, and with no other places to stay within a hundred miles, this was the only option for a resting spot, seemingly justifiable.

Since they were unrelated to himself, Logan merely glanced at them and then quickly withdrew his gaze, as if he didn’t care.

He had no intent to make small talk or say anything to them.

This group of people came in with a gust of energy, consisting of a group of Great Hanistons.

Upon entering, they first glanced at Logan and his crew.

Seeing the few and frail-looking individuals, they expressed a scornful demeanor.

Then, looking at their food, their disdain became ever more apparent.

“Tsk, a bunch of paupers also dare to travel far, only ordering so little at the inn, aren’t you ashamed?”

Upon finishing, one of the Great Hanistons placed his sword on the table with a slap, thudding heavily.

“Shop assistant!”

The shop assistant, clearly more enthusiastic in dealing with them compared to Logan’s group, hurried over, his obsequious expression even more pronounced.

“Ah, welcome, distinguished guests, what would you like to eat?”

One of the Great Hanistons waved his hand grandly, with an air of not caring about money.

“Quit the nonsense, can’t you see we’re starving? Bring up whatever is delicious, we have big appetites, so don’t try to skimp on us. No matter the cost, bring out all your signature dishes!”

The shop assistant’s eyes lit up and he quickly went down with his tray.

“Alright, honorable guests, please wait a moment!”

After the shop assistant left, the Great Hanistons casually took their seats.

They chatted among themselves while still observing Logan’s team.

In their eyes, this was truly a group of weaklings.

A man, an old person, and a woman, none of whom seemed particularly outstanding.

The Great Hanistons exchanged glances, their eyes revealing a bit of contempt.

It seemed they felt strong and capable of outperforming the other side.

“Heh, some people really do try to punch above their weight, if you can’t afford the food don’t come to the inn. Ordering so little, aren’t you afraid of getting hungry in the middle of the night and having to fill up on water?”

This comment was downright mean, drawing laughter from the nearby patrons.

However, Logan and his team seemed as if they hadn’t heard a thing, completely indifferent.

Not achieving the desired effect of humiliating and demeaning the other party, the Great Haniston felt displeased.

While looking at the other group, his gaze involuntarily fell upon one individual.

Little White.

It couldn’t be helped; the fox in human form was just too stunningly beautiful, something the Great Hanistons had never seen before, and they were instantly smitten.

Their eyes nearly popped out, practically glued to Little White.

But perhaps being mindful of being in public, they didn’t do anything forceful or aggressive.

One of the Great Hanistons, unable to contain his itch, couldn’t help but make a snide comment.