One Piece: Tavern of Ten Thousand Realms opens in Chambord Islands

"You actually lived in this world for a while?"

Thor was stunned for a moment.

Lukoya never leaves her territory easily except sleep.

As a "spectator faction".

Although she does not participate in war, as one of the supreme gods, she must always keep an eye on the situation.

Lukoya nodded: "This world is very interesting.

"You'll know if you stay for a few days."

Thor didn't immediately agree, his eyes full of hesitation.

For so many years, I have been alone, can I really adapt to this kind of life?

She looked around the tavern.

The red-gold eyes swept over the busy Reim, Ram, and the dozing black cat.

Finally, Thor's gaze fixed on Ron's body: "Is that okay?"

Ron nodded: "If you think it's good here, you can stay and work in the tavern."

"No wages, take care of food and housing."

It's not that Ron wants to be a black-hearted boss.

It's afraid that Thor won't look at it....

She was much richer than Ron.

Dragons like to collect shiny things, such as gold and gemstones.

Then.

Rem came over and stretched out his little hand and tugged on Thor's robe:

"If you are afraid of the dark at night, you can sleep with me or my sister."

Ram on the side also smiled and nodded.

A simple word, as well as a warm smile, seemed to melt the last trace of mustard in Thor's heart.

She touched Reim's hair, red eyes and said, "Okay..." "

Then let's go clean up the room and bedding first." Rem said, taking Thor's hand and heading towards the backyard.

Seeing this, Ron's heart instantly became vigilant.

What's the situation?

How do you feel that the big orange has been decided?

Suddenly, the system's mechanical tone sounded in Ron's mind:

[Ding, customer Thor finished talking. 【

Ding, the object of the customer's confidion: Emperor Yan, will come to the tavern soon. 】

【Customer Thor: Dragon magic, dragon physique, the host can choose one of the abilities.

Ron responded, "Dragon magic. "

I have already obtained the dragon physique from Lukoya's body before, and it is also a chicken rib to choose again.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining dragon magic, and now it begins to fuse. ] As

the system voice fell.

Ron's mind was instantly stuffed with a bunch of things.

It's all obscure, complex incantations.

But Ron was surprised to find that he could actually understand?

It feels like an instinctive reaction etched in DNA.

Is it because of the relationship between the fusion of the dragon physique... Ron thought to himself and began to delve into it.

There is a lot of dragon magic in my mind.

For example: teleportation, stealth, change volume, berserk BIFF and so on.

........

As time goes by, minute by minute.

Until the tavern closed, Ron still sat in the bar, continuing to immerse himself in dragon magic.

Until late at night.

Ron felt a little tired, so he fumbled for a cigarette and lit it.

Smoky.

A languid voice broke the late night silence of the tavern.

"Is this a cigarette?"

"I want to take a sip too."

When Ron heard this, as soon as he looked up, he saw a delicate cheek leaning over.

It's Rukoya.

She never slept, so she sat on the bar with Ron.

At this moment, the distance between the two is very close.

You can even hear each other's breathing.

Ron asked, "Do you smoke?"

"You can learn anything, and smoking is no exception."

Rukoya smiled and took the cigarette from Ron's hand, her bright little mouth slightly open, holding the cigarette butt.

In this extremely quiet environment.

Ron could even hear the sound of saliva spilling from cigarette butts.

And Lukoya was an unqualified apprentice.

The smoke did not enter the throat, and after a brief stay in the mouth, it spit out the smoke and floated straight towards Ron's cheek.

Ron didn't hide.

Let the intertwined smell of fragrance and smoke in Lukoya's mouth drown him out.

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, and the breathing of the two became heavier.

It was like a primitive desire that had been suppressed for a long time, just stirring up in the middle of the night.

"You say, do we count this as indirect kissing?"

Lukoya's voice was still languid but slightly hoarse, and her tone was full of charm.

Ron didn't respond, his face pretending to be nonchalant.

But below, it is trying to press and grab.

Seeing that Ron was unmoved.

She took a few more puffs until the butt was all her own before stuffing it back into Ron's mouth.

"Whew..." Ron breathed a sigh of relief as he let out a puff of smoke.

The smoke swirled upwards, like a tumbling cyan tide, until it dissipated.

Suddenly....

There was a slight sound of footsteps in the backyard.

Lukoya glanced at Ron's pants and was slightly disappointed: "Forget it, don't tease you." "

Speechless.

This slender, plump figure disappeared instantly.

At this time, Thor, who was wearing Rem pajamas, stepped on slippers and came from the backyard with a click.

She had sweat on her forehead, her beautiful blonde hair was messy, and she was full of exhaustion.

Speaking of which, it may be that Reim's pajamas are a little small, and after wearing Thor, the puppy pattern on his chest has become fat again.

"Is there water?" Thor asked softly.

Ron handed over a glass of water and asked, "What's wrong, what happened?"

Thor took the water and took a sip.

Just now... She dreamed of the scene where she singled out the Protoss.

God threw out a ray of light, turned into a sword, and submerged into his back.

It hurts.

But Thor did not flinch, but roared at the gods.

At last... Thor was awakened by a dream and came to find water to drink.

"There was a battle, and in the world over there, the body was filled with swords." Thor said intermittently.

Ron looked out the window and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" "

It hurts." Thor took a sip of the water in his glass.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore..." "

That's fine, good night." Ron stretched, got up and crossed Thor towards his room.

Thor's eyes moved slightly, and the exhaustion and fear were swept away.

Finally....

She looked at Ron's back, a smile on her lips: "Good night." "

Back to the room.

Listening to the sound of Reim's subtle breathing in his ears, Thor closed his eyes peacefully.

This night.

She slept well and was grounded.

.......

Early morning.

The pub is open as usual.

Merely.

There was an extra blonde girl in a maid costume in the tavern, often with a smile on her lips.

Taking advantage of breakfast time, Ron started the Japanese sausage training for Thor and Rucoya.

"Ahem... The first point is that once you encounter a guest who smashes the field, you can beat up in a group and never singled out, and if you can't beat it, you will run quickly.

"Second, the small book is not on credit, the man breaks his leg, the woman sends me to bed, oh no, leave me to work..."

Thor whispered to Lukoya while holding the small book and writing,

"The content of the training is really interesting."

Rukoya smiled and said, "It will be more interesting in the future."

As Ron gushed.

The door bell of the tavern rang suddenly.

Jingle bells....

Two tall men dressed in justices walked in one after the other.

Thor immediately stood up and welcomed, "Welcome." "