Guild Wars-Novel

Now that Shuangtian had come back, it was time for the grand opening of the Valhalla Pub belonging to the Golden Savages group. Draco, Eva, Shuangtian, all the members of Umbra, and many dignitaries among the NPCs had been invited.

However, the truth of the situation was that there was such a huge crowd at the front of the pub that it was clear hundreds of thousands came uninvited! They came with the mind that even if they couldn't enter, they could at least hover outside and take a look.

After all, it was the grand opening of a Rank 7 pub, unseen in the main plane because Rank 7 buildings themselves were rare and hardly anyone would invest in a pub if they could make a Rank 7 building.

Only these bunch of hooligans and drunkards, the Golden Savages, would dare to think of such a thing!

Annoyingly enough, they were rich enough to afford it!

As such, the crowds came from far and wide to feast their eyes on this. As it were, various parties were being led inside by specially hired ushers and workers starting from the members of Umbra to the important NPCs, and even the Evil Trio.

Once they entered the pub, their faces changed as they gazed at the opulence and supremely beautiful aesthetics. Forget the booze, just coming here to sit would cause one to forget the problems of the mundane world and ascend beyond!

Each group was led to a booth or table depending on their level of importance. They were served drinks that were also chosen according to their ranks, and while they were all mostly Divine-tier, there was obviously a difference between the same Divine-tier drinks.

Not only that, but the concentration was different. For Draco, Eva, and Shuangtian who were like Gods on earth, they were given shots that had no dilution, so every sip made them feel like they had been punched in the gut by Shuangtian at her full power.

"Good booze!" Draco roared as he downed another cup.

Qiong Qi and Clarent who were beside him also downed their cups and roared with joy.

"This is that good shit!!" Qiong Qi laughed gaily.

"Only one person can make booze this good! Drunk Bitch Sienna, are you hiding here?!" Clarent asked playfully.

He didn't expect to see Sienna come from behind the bar while dressed splendidly. The Goddess of Alcohol and Wine had her purple hair tied up like a princess while her shining purple eyes had bubbles floating in them, making them a riveting sight.

She wore a light grey dress with golden frills as well as a light purple luster at the hem, leaving her forearm and a good chunk of her thighs exposed. Her deep, violet lips were pulled into a smirk as she glanced at the shocked Clarent.

"Well, well, if it isn't the Commander of the Dragon Army. What brings you here? Didn't you say you would never drink my booze again in the Divine Realm?" Sienna asked with amusement.

"Cough cough, that was hundreds of thousands of years ago, how can you cling onto something like that for so long? Are you a woman?" Clarent coughed with embarrassment, especially the strange looks he was getting from Draco and Qiong Qi.

Sienna immediately flew into a rage. "Of course, I am, what do you think my gender is?!"

Clarent glanced at her up and down and shook his head. "Little boy, with such a flat chest, there is no need to pretend to be a girl. However, I, Clarent, do not judge so dress as you like."

Sienna pointed at Clarent with a shaky finger, her face so filled with rage that she could barely even speak!

Meanwhile, Clarent was hiding his face from Draco and Qiong Qi who were malevolent smiles and came closer.

"Mr. Commander, why didn't you tell us you were such a big shot in the past, hm?" Draco asked with a dangerous smile.

"Hiding things like this from your boys makes us feel… left out, you know what I mean?" Qiong Qi added by the side with cold eyes.

Clarent began to sweat and feel like he was in danger. "N-Now brothers, we can discuss this slowly- SAVE ME!!"

Draco and Qiong Qi lost patience to torment Clarent through suspense and grabbed him. Draco used his strength to hold down his body while Qiong Qi cruelly ended his screams but pouring raw booze down his throat.

Clarent tried to resist, but was forced to swallow the booze or choke, and his bloodshot eyes went from panicked and determined to lazy and full of alternate thoughts.

Draco and Qiong Qi released him, only for the fellow to hiccup and wobble in his seat. He wore a foolish smile and looked absolutely zooted.

"Wukakaka… *hic*… I is Crarent, Cummandur of da Dargon Almly!" He laughed uproariously and proudly announced his position that he carefully hid all this time for good reason.

Because Draco and Qiong Qi shared a look and burst into laughter while pointing.

"HAHAHA, OH MY GOD, HE REALLY IS A COMMANDER!!! HAHAHA!!"

"BWAHAHAHA, WHAT A HARDWORKING LOSER! LOOK AT HIM, HAHAHA!"

Now you must be wondering, on what grounds do Draco and Qiong Qi have the audacity to laugh at Clarent? After all, being a whole ass commander of the whole ass Dragon Race is a label to be more than proud of, better than any label the other two currently had.

… Well, it was precisely because of that they were laughing.

You see in the eyes of shameless, aimless, despicable, and immoral hooligans like Draco and Qiong Qi, any action that bore serious responsibility was worth their disdain and seemed pretentious.

No, it wasn't that they were lazy fucks who couldn't even boil rice properly, but that these jobs asked for too much and were against their lifestyle, so true hooligans would avoid them with disdain and continue to fart about by disgracing themselves in public.

Draco and Qiong Qi continued to laugh while Clarent was furious and embarrassed. He almost burst into tears as his face became red and began to protest.

"I wuz… I wuz yung! I had dreamz an shi… D-Dun laf at mheee…" Clarent wailed as he burst into tears and fell backward in his chair, hitting the ground and falling asleep immediately.

Draco and Qiong Qi stopped laughing when their target could no longer hear. What was the point of making fun of someone if couldn't listen to it to feel the pain in their bones?

Instead, they began to drink a lot with bright eyes, hoping to become as stupid as Clarent before the day came to an end.

Of course, Eva, Shuangtian, Chrona, and Sheera had watched all of this occur from the side, but they simply took light sips and chatted, pretending not to know these fellows.

Meanwhile, on another side, Misery, AP, Hades, Shadowheart, Elle, and Nightwalker were seated around a booth and watching everyone enjoy themselves on opening day with happy expressions.

After all, each of them had invested time, sweat, blood, and money into this and they naturally wanted people to enjoy it as well as see it flourish.

"Hey, since everything is going well, let's play a game of Truth or Dare," Elle suggested with a smile.

"Sure, I'm down." Misery assented while sipping directly from the bottle.

"Meh, why not?" AP_Berzerker boredly agreed.

"Sounds interesting, but I'll pass this time." Nightwalker smiled and nodded.

"I'll pass." Hades shook his head and threw his feet up to continue drinking himself to death.

Shadowheart laughed softly. "Now I'm curious as to how a game of Truth or Dare would go between these two."

Elle scoffed, rolled her eyes, and quietly tossed a bottle to the two fellows to play with by themselves. Misery caught it, put it on the table, and spun.

Eventually, the tip landed on AP while the butt was at Misery. This made the fellow smile while AP narrowed his eyes.

"Truth or dare?" Misery asked with anticipation in his eyes.

"Truth, bitch." AP responded proudly.

Misery wrung his lips in disappointment but then smiled.

"How many girls have you disappointed in bed?"

AP's expression froze and his lips twitched.

"None so far…"

Misery could detect if he was lying, so he took this answer and let matters rest. AP spun the bottle this time and obviously, the tip pointed at Misery while the butt pointed at him.

Misery could only shake his head. Both of them had Control, so how could their spinning not be precise and lead to the outcome they wanted? At this rate, they should just ditch the bottle and take turns with the thing.

"Hmph, Truth or dare bitchboy?" AP asked with a smug smile.

"Dare…" Misery replied.

AP laughed uproariously and was about to make Misery do the most shameful thing ever when Misery interrupted him with a playful smile.

"…I say that truth is the better option."

AP's laughter froze and his expression became ugly. Looking at Misery's smile as if he had won something, the fellow couldn't take it anymore and directly attacked.

"Bastard Misery, die for me!"

…Once again, these two fellows were fighting to the death, and no one bothered to stop them.

On another side, the core members were also enjoying themselves, drinking and chatting about their various activities and proclivities. Sublime, Akainu, and Deployed Soldier huddled up and were whispering to each other while gazing at the NPC Representatives, who were shuddering with fear.

The trio represented an arm of Umbra's government and power respectively, and they made most of the executive decisions. Seeing so many NPCs of importance in attendance, and with this being a bar, brothel, and strip club, they discussed ways to set them up and obtain blackmail material.

If the NPCs could hear what they were saying, they would jump out of their seats and run as fast as they could. Unfortunately, they did not have that kind of sense, so they were destined to weep, mourn and gnash their teeth!

The grand opening of Valhalla was an event to remember, and the subsequent operation of the pub would bring in income that was no less than any other Rank 7 building, especially the Rank 7 shop.

In fact, due to its location in Vita Kingdom, the Rank 7 pub earned slightly more than the Rank 7 shop that was still in Cario City. After all, one was a mere normal kingdom with nothing truly special and the other was the goddamn Vita Kingdom, the most desirable place in the entire main plane!

Later on, the various parties were led upstairs to the strip club and were treated to a show by the various beauties hired by the pub. Their movements would put real-life strippers to shame, and they certainly used their superior womanly assets with style!

While many of the single men watched with relish and glee, Draco, Clarent, Qiong Qi, Shadowheart, Kiran, Fitter, Noble Soul, Happy Scholar, and Cobra sat with rigid and hardened faces, radiating a sage-like aura that showed that they had transcended such mere pleasures of the flesh and were devoted to the Dao.

After all, how could they when their babes were literally inches from their faces, staring at them with open eyes as L did to Yagami, radiating endless killing intent and filled with the provocation of 'if you dare, then be ready to die'?

They were staunch, faithful, and immovable! While their brains recorded these hot scenes for 'use' later, their current disposition was clean of any evil and by the time it ended, they had not even reacted once.

As for the single fellows like AP, Misery, Nightwalker, Sanji, etc they had long gone up to receive lap dances and touched these beauties everywhere, making them moan with joy as platinum coins were tossed down their bras.

Tsk, tsk, take fellows always mocked single dogs on Valentine's day, but single dogs got their revenge in the strip club. This was the law!