Naga thanked the driver of his carriage before entering the commoner's town. He went to the secret tavern he visited before when he needed to meet the Elder. The bearded big man guarding the tavern looked at Naga for a while before closing his eyes. When Naga entered the tavern, a lot of customers looked at him. Same with before, there are different races inside.
"Ohh! It is our young archer! Haha!" A dwarf loudly exclaimed and laughed.
"He is a mage." An orc said and smiled.
"Hmph! He uses bow so he is an archer. Did you not hear how he killed the swordsman from the Seven Sword?" The dwarf exclaimed.
"He did not use a physical bow." An elf said.
"A magic bow is still a bow!" The dwarf shouted.
The human blond waitress knew that these men are just making fun of the drunk dwarf so she
