The layout of the Urlengrad Bar was different from other bars. It had a large L-shaped counter on the street, and there was often a bartender standing behind the counter. Usually, the bartender was a strong man who was always wiping glasses.
There was a lot of alcohol on the counter, including ale, fruit wine, and sweet wine from all over the Old World. Of course, although a lot of wine from the Old World had recently arrived from the South, the most popular drink was still Kislöw's local vodka. Strong alcohol had always been the standard drink for the people of the Snow Kingdom.
It was rare to see a counter on the street in the Old World, but it was very common in Kislöw. Many people would come to the bar after work or duty to drink a glass of strong alcohol. Just one glass, a small iron mug. After drinking a glass of strong alcohol, it would warm their stomach and warm their stomach. After complaining for a while, many people would leave. In the past, a glass of vodka cost four copper coins. But now, the country was destroyed, and vodka had lost its production area. The price gradually increased, and now it cost ten copper coins per glass. Of course, other things were still considered cheap. One copper coin could get you a few peas or two cheap cucumbers. If you had ten more copper coins, you could sit in the house and enjoy a standard meal.
The platoon leader of the Örengrád Guards' Red Sea Army, Alyosha Fedorovich Ahromyev, had just finished his duty yesterday. The young platoon leader of the Red Sea Army was still very excited. After he finished his duty today, he planned to find a place to have a drink and vent his feelings.
Where should he go?
In fact, there weren't many places to go. The city was in ruins, and so far, only a few bars had resumed business. Winter was over, and spring had arrived, but the nights were still very cold. He subconsciously walked down the street and found the bar that had just resumed business in the ruins. A brand with a picture of a wine mug hung on a brand-new iron chain, and the words "Big Cup Bar" were written on it.
It was a rather simple and crude name. Alyosha glanced at it and knew that he had arrived.
This was the one!
Sure enough, a bartender was standing behind the counter of the bar. He looked like a bear, with a shaved head and a long beard. In front of the counter, two Mrs. Kiesler were buying alcohol from him. The bartender seemed very impatient. He took a handful of copper coins and threw them into a metal can filled with various coins. Then, with a constipated expression, he took out a bottle of vodka from the counter and poured two small cups. With a "dong" sound, he smashed the bottle on the counter, indicating that they should drink.
It was as if they were forced to open for business.
The two customers picked up the small iron cups and drank it in one gulp. Then, they let out a long sigh and put the small iron cups back on the bar counter before leaving.
Alyosha strode towards the door of the bar, which was originally a converted private house. The bartender stretched out his thick arm and swept the small iron cups into the sink. Just as he was about to wash the cups, he looked up and saw Alyosha. Not only was there no joy on his face, but there was also a kind of annoyance and helplessness. It was as if someone coming to drink was a nuisance that he had to avoid at all costs.
"Vodka." Alyosha was very familiar with the bartender. He said concisely, "The usual."
The bartender rolled his eyes at Alyosha. His attitude was very cold and impatient. It was as if he was blaming Alyosha for not giving a clear explanation. Instead, he asked, "One bottle? Or one cup? "
"One bottle. Drink inside and give me two more dishes." Alyosha took out a silver coin. It was not a silver coin minted in Kislöw. Instead, it was a silver shilling from Brittany. On the front of the coin was an iris flower and a number, while on the back was a sticker of Suria Kumani Antley, the daughter of the Knight King. Therefore, Mrs. Kiesler privately called this silver coin "Big Head Su."
Similarly, the gold coin with Laing's face on the back of the gold crown was jokingly called "Big Head Laing" by Mrs. Kiesler.
Seeing this, the bartender took away the silver coin without any hesitation and ignored him.
When he opened the door of the bar, the first thing that greeted him was the smell of straw mixed with a strong smell of sweat, followed by the faint smell of beer and food. The three greasy long tables and two square tables on the table were full of people. It was very lively inside. Many Mrs. Kiesler was used to coming to the bar after work to hang out for a long time before going home. In fact, Alyosha suspected that if the price of vodka had not been rising recently, they would have stayed even longer.
As the cold wind blew in, the drinkers in the bar focused their attention on the newcomer.
They quickly noticed Alyosha's youthful face and the three medals on his military coat. They were the "Örengrád War Memorial Medal", "Bagration Operation Memorial Medal", and "Örengrád War Memorial Medal". The last medal was awarded yesterday, which proved that this young man in his early twenties had participated in at least three major battles.
"Hey! It's Alyosha! "
"Sergeant Alyosha, do you have any interesting stories? Anything interesting? "
"Alyosha, when are you going to find a girl home and beat her up?"
A few old drinkers obviously knew Alyosha. They teased and burped, but most of the drinkers were immersed in eating and watching coldly, especially the old men in thick cloaks. Many of them were dead drunk and did not care what others were doing.
A few young Mrs. Kiesler sang a few lines from time to time to liven up the atmosphere.
A new song, "Kislöw Is Not Dead", appeared at yesterday's military parade. It was said to be written and composed by a "patriot" who did not want to reveal his name.
"Kislöw Is Not Dead!"
"As long as we are still alive, even if the land is occupied by others."
"Raise the sword, take back the lost land, forward, forward, forward, Rokossovsky!"
"From the Empire to Kislöw, under your leadership, we will rebuild our home."
"We will cross the Kislöw Bay, we will cross the Rinsk River ~ Rebuild our home."
"King Laing has already told us how to defeat the forces of evil."
"Forward, forward, Rokossovsky!"
"From the Empire to Kislöw, under your leadership, we will rebuild our home."
Mrs. Kiesler, or rather, the people of Örengrád loved this song very much. Ever since the military band sang this song during yesterday's military parade, this song immediately became a popular patriotic song. It was said that it would soon be announced as the national anthem of the Grand Duchy by Örengrád.
A chorus rang out in the tavern. Letting Aliosha off the hook, the crowd made way for him to sit down. With a cold and impatient expression, the bartender walked up to him and placed the vodka and glass in front of him with a thud. Then, a large plate with grilled dalieba, a bowl of red cabbage soup, two meatballs, and a few pieces of pickled cucumber was placed in front of him.
Alyosha eagerly opened the cap of the vodka, poured it into the glass, and drank it.
Ah! The spicy taste stimulated his taste buds and burned his throat all the way to his stomach! The young Red Sea Army soldier sighed in satisfaction. This is the taste! It's strong, it's strong enough!
Why did he come to this tavern? It's because the vodka here is especially strong. It's much stronger than Brittany wine.
The taste of his hometown, my youth is back!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself. Alyosha, who joined the army at the age of 16, was already a veteran of five years. He was only 21 years old this year!
The chorus in the tavern was very lively, but Alyosha was only immersed in drinking and eating. When the chorus ended, only then did someone notice that he wasn't singing. A tall and thin man sitting in the corner shouted unhappily: "Sergeant Alyosha, why didn't you sing with us?"
"Brother, I've already sung at least 10 times when I was on duty today. Let me rest for a while." Alyosha said helplessly with a meatball in his mouth.
"Hahahaha ~" Almost everyone in the tavern laughed, except for the bartender who still had a constipated look on his face. He was still washing glasses and pouring wine.
"Speaking of which, Knight King and His Majesty Laing were actually included in the song," the tall and thin man said quickly. The tall and thin man immediately struck while the iron was hot and said, "Although we are not very opposed to it, after all, he helped us take back our hometown and Erlengrad, if, and I mean if, this song is really chosen as the national anthem of our grand duchy, it would be better to ask for the opinions of our brothers, wouldn't it?"
"We've already given our opinions once. We just elected a new grand duke through a referendum. These things should be decided by the grand duke," someone said. "Speaking of which, that grand duke is also quite a fierce and fierce person. Knight King helped us recapture this city, so it's not a problem to include him in the song."
"That's right ~" The people in the tavern hooted. Alyosha couldn't help but nod when he heard this, but he didn't say anything and continued eating.
"Speaking of which, this Knight King, Laing, is handsome, strong, and especially good at fighting, but he, burp … It's said that this knight's real strength is his thing!" A big man sitting in the middle of the long table said loudly: "The entire Old World knows that His Majesty Knight King has many women, and all of them are superb. Do you see the queen's head on the Brittany silver coins? It's stunning! "
"Yes, and besides Queen Suria, Knight King has many women, such as the current speaker of the Garland Council, Veronica Benadotte, the deputy speaker, Teresa Trovic, and her mother, Aurora. All of them are first-class beauties among female spellcasters. Of course, the most well-known is his relationship with the Empire's Countess Emmanuel. Hey, did you know? It seems that Countess Emmanuel is pregnant again!" The tall and thin man chimed in: "It's been two months!"
"Wow! As expected of the Knight King. His big gun is especially fierce. It seems that his small gun is also quite powerful ~ "
"How long and thick do you think Knight King's dick is?" The big man was tipsy, and he shouted: "Is it at the level of a glass bottle of vodka?"
"O 'Ursun and Thor! Won't they … kill him?!" A young man beside him burped and hurriedly waved his hand: "Maybe it's a little bigger than a normal person, but it can't be as big as a bottle of vodka, right? Burp ~ Why don't you f * cking try putting a vodka bottle in your mouth? Suffocate to death! Countess Emmanuel's small mouth can't take it! "
"Hahahahaha ~" The group of drunkards began to discuss this topic without restraint. After all, it was the ruler of another country, so they could say whatever they wanted.
"Maybe it's because his skills are especially good?"
"That's possible. His Majesty Knight King isn't someone to be trifled with. Maybe his small gun is even more accurate than a lance! It's fast, accurate, and it can't stop at all! "
"Hahahahaha ~" There was another round of laughter: "By the way, did you see that Lake Goddess Witch Morgiana? She's also a very beautiful woman. It's just that she has a cold look on her face the whole time … "
Hearing these words, Aliosha felt very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, but she didn't say anything. The young Red Sea Army's favorite song was La Marseillaise, and the person they admired the most was His Majesty Laing, who had created countless legends.
"By the way, speaking of this, I've always felt that His Majesty Laing is just a general. Look, during this period of time, other than personally commanding battles, he has left everything else to others. That lame elf, that Duke Lauen, Duke François, and that Berliat are all busy all day. He's the only one who's free. No wonder he succeeded in making a baby with the Countess of the Empire." The tall and thin man casually said: "So we can be sure that he doesn't care about internal affairs at all."
"Bullshit!" The big man immediately scolded: "That's a man! A man should do what a man should do. What a man should do is women and war! This is a pure-blooded man, and His Majesty Laing is the pure-blooded man among the pure-blooded men. Who agrees and who disagrees? "
"I agree, I agree!"
"That's right, a man should do what a man should do!"
"You're absolutely right. Let the sissies do the internal affairs! A man should be able to fight! "
"As a pure-blooded man among men, His Majesty Knight King should make time to satisfy more women. It makes sense!"
"So, what's the size of his dick?" Everyone started chatting again, and the topic always revolved around Laing's lower body.
To put it simply, the culture of the marketplace and Kislöw liked this.
Seeing that everyone was getting more and more outrageous, Aliosha finally couldn't stand it anymore. He raised his glass and said: "Alright, everyone, let's toast to the man among men, Knight King and His Majesty Laing!"
"Cheers! To the man among men! "Everyone stopped talking about this topic and raised their glasses together.
After everyone drank their glasses, the atmosphere became even more lively. They stopped talking about the lower body. The tall and thin man said directly: "Speaking of this, I've been thinking about it. It's such a pity. His Majesty Knight King is still His Majesty Knight King!"
"Yeah, if only he was Tsar!" Someone said helplessly: "But, but he's not Tsar. No matter how good an emperor is, he's still someone else's emperor!"
"What emperor? He's a king!" Aliosha corrected slightly. The sergeant of the Red Sea Army thought about it and said sadly: "But you're right. No matter how good a king is, he's still someone else's king. He's not Kislöw's king."
"Yeah, what are we going to do in the future?" The big guy sighed: "Everyone knows that His Majesty Knight King will leave Örengrád sooner or later. This is not his territory. Now, with those knights around, Poillé and Duma will be more restrained. I'm sure that once His Majesty Laing leaves, life will go back to how it was before!"
"Life in the past can no longer be like now. There's a minimum wage and working hours, and you can drink until you're satisfied after work!" The tall and thin man said: "We all know that in the past, it was normal to be late for wages. Now, who knows what kind of person the new Grand Duke Vladimir is. It's just that there's someone keeping an eye on him, that's why he pays on time!"
"It's all that woman's fault!" Someone immediately said with dissatisfaction: "If it weren't for her, we wouldn't have tormented our country like this. We've lost again and again, and now the kingdom is gone! One is in the sky, the other is in the ground! "
Aliosha also echoed: "Yeah, look at the soldiers she brought. Let me tell you, do you know the Old Guard?"
"Of course we do." "Nonsense." "How could we not know?"
"Last time, in the Growald Forest, I saw His Majesty Laing's Old Guard move out. They lined up in several rows and pressed forward like a mountain. When the barbarians saw this, they were so scared that they turned around and ran!" Aliosha burped and said: "But what about the soldiers our female Tsar brought? Don't even mention it. Old Tsar's Power Soldiers were all useless because of her. "
Immediately, the topic of the tavern shifted to Katarina, and everyone vented their dissatisfaction to their heart's content.
This angered a few of the "Imperial Kislöw Faction". Immediately, an old drunk man said: "Don't say that. I think, after experiencing so many failures, she should know how to be a good Tsar. We should give her time, give her another chance. His Majesty Laing has already paved the way. She just needs to come back and continue on this path."
The tavern was silent.
Everyone looked at the "Imperial Kislöw Faction" as if they were looking at idiots.
"Bah!" The big guy grabbed the vodka on the table and immediately blew on it, looking very disdainful.
"Her? Following the Knight King's path? I, I, I, I … I'm really … "
"Какаблядь!"
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