Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1367

Chapter 1367 - Travelling Tavern (Part 3)

Haug rolled his eyes, cleaning a glass mug in frustration with so much strength that it cracked for a second before the mug repaired itself.

Only after Faluel confirmed Haug’s identity to Lith and reassured him that the Travelling Tavern was a neutral zone did his aura stop making the walls tremble.

"The guy is a bundle of nerves and a piece of work. You could easily find a better boyfriend, miss Yehval. I can even introduce you to some fine gentlemen myself." Haug clearly didn’t like his hospitality being pissed upon before being thrown back in his face.

"I’m sorry. I swear that I had no idea this place belonged to an Awakened." Kamila said to Lith. "As for you, mister Haug, you’ve got a lot of gall playing the victim. You’re a terrible host and a horrible person."

"Me?" Her words made him turn pale. The beer mug slipped off Haug’s hand, shattering on the floor just to reassemble and jump back in place on its own.

"Yes, you! You tricked us into coming here, ruining our date just to further your agenda." Kamila snarled.

"That’s not true. I-"

"Did you "go to such lengths to bring us here" just to offer us dinner or because you need something from Lith?" Kamila quoting Haug’s words only made him feel more guilty.

"I-"

"Yes or no." She cut him short, killing the long-winded explanation Haug had ready before he could even start it.

"Yes, I did it because I have a business proposal for Archmage Verhen." He admitted.

"So you’ve just ruined our date, my night, and possibly several weeks of my life by putting my boyfriend into danger. How does that make you a good person?" Kamila snarled, receiving nods of approval from both customers and staff.

"Sick burn, sister." The female lead singer of the band said, revealing to be a black-haired Dryad wearing a c.o.c.ktail dress made of orange autumn leaves.

"She’s right. You’re a f.u.c.k.i.n.g jerk, Haug. Deal with it." A man with long hair said, raising his blood mug in a toast to Kamila, quickly followed by his living companions.

"Despicable bastard. This place is supposed to be a safe haven, not a job center." A woman whose face was covered in glistening scales said while she flexed her membranous wings.

"If the guy wanted a job instead of a good time, he would be checking the message board, not making a reservation."

"Not cool, bruh. I want a raise." A waitress said, cl.i.c.k.i.n.g her tongue in disapproval.

"Would you please sit down and accept your damned drinks before I lose the last shreds of my dignity? Everything is on the house, just make them stop." Haug w.h.i.n.ed as he was suddenly everyone’s hot topic and not in a good way.

The customers had started exchanging embarrassing anecdotes of his past, making him regret to have chosen such a flashy introduction during the rush hour.

Lith could feel that the only hostility in the room was addressed toward the bartender and could see with Life Vision that none of the enchantments in the room was meant to attacking or restraining their targets.

That together with Faluel’s reassurance of being a frequent customer sealed the deal.