
"So this is what the continent of Ealorath looks like." murmured River saw the view of a dry plain below.
He was currently in the Ealorath continent or the Dwarf continent.
In contrast to the rest of the continent, which is mostly made up of trees and grasslands, the entire Ealorath continent is just a dry desert.
There were no green trees as far as the eye could see except for a few dry black trees with no green leaves on the twigs. It was a type of plant that only grew in arid places.
Some of the muddy river flows that have begun to dry are seen on the dry plains, it is dirty water that is not worth consuming but the local community still uses it.
In a water shortage situation like this maybe building a settlement close to the sea is the best solution for bulkhead with a water source, but of course it has its own dangers such as tsunamis and sea monster attacks.
Waiting for rain is also difficult to see from clear sky conditions without the slightest cloud.
River wondered how it was possible for the Dwarven race to survive in such extreme living conditions.
However River did not want to think too much about that because he had arrived at his destination, the Swordland kingdom.
River descended not far from the gates of the royal capital and instantly changed his clothes with a seedy brown robe and head covering that protected him from the scorching heat of the sun even though he was not affected by it.
The Dwarf race had a short body, so to disguise River also changed his height to be shorter like a 10-year-old.
After waiting in line for a while River finally got his turn to enter the capital.
"Wait, can you show me your identity card? Lately there have been enemy attacks in this place so we should be more vigilant with visitors coming."
Before River entered the capital, one of the gatekeepers stopped himself and asked for his identity card.
"certain."
River agreed and reached into his pocket, where he created a fake identity card and gave it to the gatekeeper.
"A Silver Rank adventurer, quite well, please come in!"
The gatekeeper allowed River to enter after he finished checking his identity card. River deliberately made his job as an adventurer because adventurer was a common occupation in that place.
River entered the capital while looking around, most of the people passing by inside the capital were Dwarven races, but it was not uncommon for River to see the Gnome and Dark Elf races.
Residential buildings are made of pure stone carved directly using the hands of a professional, it can be seen from the details of the pattern on the walls of the building that looks like bricks.
Stalls scattered on the side of the highway that many traversed by a carriage pulled by a lizard-like animal but larger, there may be no horses in this place.
Entering the vast central district of the capital, the originally normal atmosphere began to fall apart. Debris was strewn everywhere with most of the buildings completely damaged.
Some Dwarves who look like remodelers are seen renovating damaged buildings while cleaners are cleaning the streets from building debris.
"Direful right? A few days ago there was quite a big mess in this place, it was suspected that the chaos maker was a Demon King. But a drunk swordsman came and finished him off quickly."
A Dwarf standing beside River suddenly spoke to him and gave him quite good information.
"Drunken rider?" asked River to frown.
"Are you from the smallest corner of this country to the point of not knowing about drunken swordsmen, man?"
"You can think of it that way."
The name drunken swordsman sounded was a strange name for a drunkard.
"Do you know where he lives?" asked River again after thinking for a moment.
"Of course, no one knows where that person is because it can appear suddenly and disappear suddenly as well. By the way you're quite engrossed, buddy, next time come to my Bar at the end of this district, it's called the red dwarf bar." continued the person, pointing to the direction where his Bar was.
The man then approached River's ears and whispered with his mouth smelling alcohol, "We also provided some beautiful women there."
River did not respond.
A bar? Drunk warrior? Maybe those two things are interconnected, River thought.
Where is a drunk usually? Of course in a Bar, so it was possible that River could find a drunk swordsman in that place.
"I'm going with you now" River said.
"Well, looks like someone can't wait to have some fun." The man laughed widely and walked over to lead River to his Bar.
Arriving there the sight of a bar that is stuffy and full of the smell of alcohol attacked River's sense of smell.
There were a few men lying limp on the floor from drinking too much while a few more men still looked strong gulping down the alcohol poured directly by the beautiful Dark Elf woman.
"Welcome to the red dwarf bar, don't hesitate and just think of this place as your new friend" said the man introduced his Bar.
He led River to sit in front of the bartender and order a glass of red wine with moderate alcohol content, not too high and not too low.
The bartender who was a red-bearded Dwarf was pouring red wine elegantly like a professional bartender.
"The order is ready!" the Bartender said as he placed a glass of red wine before River.
"Please enjoy it slowly" he continued.
River raised the wooden glass slowly but surely, he slightly invited it so as to spread the distinctive aroma of red wine before River finished the glass of wine with a single sip.
The liquor entered River's mouth so as to make the soda taste break in his mouth, it should be an intoxicating wine taste will taste very delicious.
But because of River's Illness Immunity ability he couldn't get drunk at all.
River kept his wine glass before turning his gaze towards one of the tables that was mobbed by many Bar people.
The sound of cheers rang out quite lively from the table along with the voices of the people who set the stakes money.
"What's there?" river asked the Bartender who was wiping the glass River had worn before.
"A stupid match as usual, they will challenge each other to the visitors of the Bar and make money bets" said the Bartender.
"Oh .. isn't that too childish?" murmured River with a small voice.
But unexpectedly the crowd who were fighting heard River's words clearly.
"Did he say it was a children's game?"
"Maybe so."
"What does he know about pancakes?"