"Boss, serve the wine!"
Tonislaw slammed the table and shouted, "Don't go home until you're drunk tonight!"
"Don't go home until you're drunk!"
It was evening, and Allen was in a bar called "Saber" on Golden Wing Avenue in Babylon. This is a military-style name. First, it is because the bar is famous for selling spirits, and second, it is opened by a retired brigadier general. Most of the time, it is a place for Federation soldiers to gather. The decoration of the Saber Bar was simple, but every corner and every decoration continued in the clean and neat style of the army.
This was the world of men and liquor, and when Allen asked Tonislaw to bring him to this bar, he was quite surprised. After all, Tonislaw's style didn't seem to fit in with the bar.
"Allen, I'm so happy." The second lieutenant's voice interrupted Allen's interest in observing the bar. Tonislaw took out a handkerchief at some point and was clenching his teeth as he choked, "I've received five contestants from the Death Stage, but only you have won. In the future, who will say that the boys Tonislaw brought out are all soft eggs! "
A sentence caused the other soldiers to burst into laughter. Tonislaw grabbed the liquor that had just been delivered and raised his glass. "Let's have a drink to Allen!" he shouted.
"To Allen!"
Tonislaw was still excited when the glass of brandy was emptied. The second lieutenant even jumped onto the stage of the bar and hugged a dancer who was dancing. He took the microphone and said, "Today is a day worth celebrating. I can't help but want to sing a song."
Unexpectedly, before Tonislaw could sing, someone below had already destroyed the stage.
"Please let go of our ears, Second Lieutenant."
"That's right, your singing reminds us of the crow of an old mother chicken!"
Immediately, there was another burst of laughter, and Allen also laughed. A waitress walked over. She was very young, about sixteen or seventeen years old. His long brown hair was loosened, and his eyes were blurred. His boldly exposed collar exposed his snow-white chest to the air. A soldier whistled at her, reached out to touch her butt, and stuffed the tip into her cleavage.
The girl cursed softly and quietly put the tip into her pocket. When she walked past Allen, she placed a glass of beer in front of him and rubbed her chest on his arm. "This one's on me."
"Hey, Miss!" Tonislaw held the microphone and shouted, "Don't think about using a glass of beer to trick our Young Master Allen into your bed. Let me tell you, he is now the favorite of the Bescot family! That's right. This morning, Lord Horn personally invited our young master to join Bescot. He has a bright future. At the very least, you'll be able to become a Brigadier General in the future, so please move your chest away. That place should be reserved for another noble lady! "
The soldiers followed suit. The girl's face immediately turned red. She bitterly cursed, "Damn transvestite," but helplessly walked away. Just as Tonislaw had said, Allen was already considered a Bescot person, and he was personally invited by the family's patriarch, Horn. In the future, his position in the family would definitely not be too low. A person like this, at the very least, would be the daughter of an ordinary noble family, not an ordinary waitress like her.
In Babylon, class is far harsher than imagined. If you don't have enough strength and ask for something that shouldn't belong to you, death is already the lightest punishment. The girl didn't want any noble daughter to know that she had indecent thoughts about Allen in the future, and then one day die in some remote alley for no reason.
Sometimes, offending a noble young lady is far more terrifying than offending those young masters who show mercy everywhere.
After a small episode, Tonislaw ignored the soldiers below and began to sing in a hoarse voice, "The morning sun woke me up, and the birds on the windowsill were already singing. Originally, I thought it was just a repetitive morning, but their arrival changed everything … "
'"The meteor that shone in the sky did not bring the gospel of heaven, but the revelation of hell. The sea set off huge waves, the mountains collapsed in the artillery fire, the city turned into a sea of fire, we can no longer hear laughter, only the whispers of the devil … "The soldiers began to echo, singing in a low voice while patting the table with their hands, forming a common beat.
"The day is replaced by the night, and the world is only left with blizzards and strong winds. But there is a voice shouting that humans should resist! "Tonislaw's voice grew louder and louder." So we packed up and left the familiar village. Ahead is endless darkness, and we don't know where to go back. But we have to face the ice and snow, charge in the direction of the storm! Charge! "
The tempo of the song grew faster and faster, and almost all the soldiers in the bar joined in the chorus, "No matter how powerful the enemy is, we will not retreat; even if the God of Fate has abandoned us, we will charge into the unknown battlefield, tear apart the darkness, and let the dawn light illuminate the other side of the sky!"
"Thousands of soldiers point, billions of glory. Even if I die in battle, I will make the enemy's heart tremble! We are the Blade of Dawn, we are the Shield of Hope. On the monument of that heroic spirit, our names will definitely be engraved! "The strongest immortal who had been reborn
Next came a few repetitive melodies, but the soldiers sang more and more urgently. Even though Allen was not a soldier, his blood boiled when he heard the fast melody and the passionate lyrics. He didn't know that this was the "Song of Dawn", a song written to commemorate that epic war. Everyone in Babylon knew it and was loved by soldiers. When the soldiers roared out the last passionate note, the song came to an abrupt end.
The sudden interruption left behind a huge void, and it brought a deep shock to the depths of one's heart!
"Drink!"
No one knew who called out, but then everyone started toasting each other. Even Allen was in a state of excitement and couldn't help but drink a few more glasses. He had never drunk so much wine before. After a few glasses, he immediately felt tipsy and the world became blurry in his eyes.
Finally, the youth was unable to drink and fell asleep on the table while holding his glass.
It was also a bar, but "Twilight" was much more luxurious than "Saber". Located at the south end of Goldwing Avenue, next to the bustling Hatton Commercial Avenue, the people who enter and exit here every day are either rich or expensive. Twilight, on the other hand, emphasized a kind of restrained luxury in line with the aesthetic standards of the current nobles. There was an arch decorated with stars as the entrance. Walking along the red carpet, there was a plain and unadorned partition. The only decoration was a mural inlaid with mosaic porcelain on the partition.
However, when you turn around the partition, a huge space with a dark blue background will shock your eyes. This was the Twilight Hall, with a dance floor, bar, public area, hidden card seats, and other areas. The bar was decorated with stained glass walls, stone carvings, crystal chandeliers, and even a small fountain in front of the performance stage as a partition!
Twilight was far above the saber in terms of scale and flow. The people who entered and exited here were all well-dressed and elegant, just like a miniature epitome of the upper class. Of course, Twilight wasn't all nobles, but more wealthy people from Babylon. Babylon was a place of distinct classes, even in all walks of life. With Twilight's aptitude, most of the guests were wealthy people, inferior nobles, or collateral descendants of some aristocratic families.
True wealthy nobles simply disdained to linger in such places.
Even so, there was also an insurmountable sense of class in the twilight. For example, those elegant hidden card seats were only open to the noble class. No matter how rich the commoners were, they could only linger in the public area. At this moment, a burst of laughter burst out from a card seat, attracting the attention of the bystanders. There were seven or eight fifteen- or sixteen-year-old children inside. These older children were basically the descendants of a certain clan.
One of them was a sturdy boy with shiny brown hair and freckles on his face. He was clearly the focus of his gaze. With exaggerated expressions and large movements, he was narrating his fight with the two family guards. "… In the end, I kicked Megan into the air and knocked her down." The princess is valiant. General husband, you are not obedient.
"After that?"
"After that, of course, I'm going to celebrate with Ye Ni and the other girls. Don't ask me where to celebrate. In short, I can only say that those girls are too spicy."
Everyone burst into tacit laughter. A boy raised his glass and said, "Come, let's drink to Young Master Vincent, who has a bright future."
"Fuck!"
After three rounds, someone said, "Vincent, I heard that your Bescot has just recruited a kid named Allen. Isn't that the winner of this year's death arena? "
Vincent said disdainfully, "He's just a lowly commoner on the surface. What can he do? At most, he's a family warrior."
Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking. Someone in another card seat behind him said faintly, "I don't think so."
Vincent's expression immediately changed. He stood up and said coldly, "Do you know who I am? I don't need you to judge what I say!"
The man chuckled, "Cousin Vincent, you're so arrogant."
Vincent was stunned and walked into the card seat at the back. There weren't many people in this card seat. A youth older than Vincent was sitting in it, and there was a hot girl on each side. The young man's square face had a deep outline, and his short dark brown hair made him look capable. His eyes were even brighter and more spirited, as if he could see straight into people's hearts.
Seeing him, Vincent immediately put on a smile and said, "So it's Cousin Kodorf. Why are you here in Twilight?"
"I was bored and wandered around. I found that this place is actually not bad." The young man pushed a girl on the left, indicating for her to sit down and make room for Vincent.
Vincent did not stand on ceremony and sat down. He personally poured wine for Kodorf and said, "Kodorf, what did you mean by that?"
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