The Innkeeper

Yet with the unlimited supply of the system it never happened, and so it was in the later part of the night when Lex abruptly noticed that the noise in the tavern had been dropping. By the time he picked up on what was happening and told Roan to stop giving out drinks, it was too late.

Fortunately, the chances of an accident happening were low to none. This was because the drinks served at his tavern induced intoxication not through alcohol, but through the drinks\' spiritual properties. The person drinking would fall asleep if they drank too much so that their body could better absorb all the nutrients and nurturing energies within the drink.

Big Ben, for example, would likely have a breakthrough in his cultivation. Whenever he woke up, that is.

This was more or less the version of his statement that Lex prepared for when the constables eventually came to investigate why there were so many people asleep around his tavern.

Lex, Rick and Roan made sure everyone was alright, turned them on their sides and put down blankets, but… that was more or less all they could do. Even Pvarti was well and truly hammered, though he had the good sense to rent a room instead of passing out on the ground.

Eventually, though, the constables never came. At 6 am, as if clockwork, everyone started waking up. Those that didn\'t wake would be roused by the people beside them and, after cracking a few jokes about having a \'breakfast\' drink, they started making their way back. Though, it needed to be emphasized that it was only a \'joke\' because Lex firmly confirmed that the free drinks were over now.

Just like that, his first day as a tavern day owner ended without any major accidents, and just a few tiny accidents.

He ended up spending around 250,000MP yesterday, despite the fact that most drinks were actually very cheap. But it was worth it, because that was the fastest way to spread word about his tavern. Now came the hard part, of slowly developing a reputation amongst actual guests, as well as hiring the appropriate staff.

He told many people yesterday he was looking to hire, so word should definitely spread. But that was a matter that could not be rushed.

Now though, he finally had time to rest. Unfortunately for him, he did not intend on getting any sleep. He entered the tavern\'s backyard and began cultivating in the Meditation room. He did not forget how his professor told him that cultivating the true path was actually slower, let alone Regal Embrace which should be even harder. He could not afford to slack off.

He only cultivated for a few hours though before stopping. This was both because he needed to pace himself, and because there were a few guests at the tavern who seemed to be waiting for him.

Although being a tavern owner did not necessitate him to be as presentable as the standard he kept for the Inn, he still took time to freshen up before exiting.

Two people were sitting and waiting for him at the bar, one massive and anxious lady and another young looking man in extremely formal attire.

"Big Ben is still sleeping," the giant lady, Betty, said. "He always wakes up on time for work. Is he going to be okay?"

"Yes yes, I assure you," Lex said in a soothing voice. "He will be fine, but he will probably sleep for a few more days. He drank a glass of Sunset Wine, which is not something he can easily absorb at his cultivation level. Once he is done absorbing all the spirit energy, he will naturally wake up, and he\'ll be feeling better than ever."

Betty let out a sigh of relief, although she was still a little worried about how this would affect his work. People at their level couldn\'t just take unannounced holidays.

"You have Sunset Wine in this place?" asked the young man with a hint of surprise. Lex immediately recognized the voice - it belonged to the person who accompanied Pvarti to the tavern but didn\'t get off. This person was an immortal.

"Yes, I keep a bottle onhand incase I get a guest with a more… demanding pallet," replied Lex. At the same time, he used a function of the system he dearly missed. He scanned the person sitting in front of him.

Name: Bertram Noel

Age: 876

Sex: Male

Cultivation Details: Earth Immortal

Species: Human

Remarks: He reeks of prestige. Will be offended if he is not upcharged for services rendered.

"Would you like some?" Lex asked. "I originally poured the glass yesterday for you."

"You were able to recognize me?" Bertream asked, intrigued even further. "Sure, pour me a glass. I want to see if you have the authentic article."

"I recognized your voice," Lex said, as he signaled Roan to pour. "As a tavern owner, I need to be good at recognizing people."

Betty wasn\'t the least bit interested in their conversation, and went back to Ben. Since the fellow had collapsed during the free drinks period, Lex decided not to charge him for a room until he eventually woke up. After all, it would help him build relations in this town, and Lex wasn\'t really desperately in need of the rent.

Roan poured a glass of Sunset wine for Bertram, and left the bottle on the table. A single glass of this wine cost 20,000 MP since it was targeted towards Nascent realm cultivators.

The young man showed a pleasant expression as he lifted the glass and smelled. His attitude was much better than Lex expected based on his behavior the previous day. Still, he only thought that and didn\'t say it. He was not in the mood to test his formations against an immortal on the second day of having a tavern.

"It\'s the real deal," he said, then looked at Lex as if reanalyzing the man. "It\'s not easy to get a bottle like this. I\'m impressed."

"Thank you. I hoped I\'d be able to satisfy an important guest when I got it, I suppose I was able to fulfill that criteria. Let me take this opportune moment to introduce myself. My name is Lex, and this is my humble tavern."

"Well Lex, your \'humble tavern\' has impressed me."

"Are you waiting for Pvarti? It seemed like you weren\'t too happy about him coming here last night," Lex said, as he sipped some tea from a mug Roan passed to him.

Lex had selected an entire menu of drinks that would aid him in his cultivation, and had explained their uses to Roan. As someone with plenty of experience managing a bar, he knew best when to give Lex what for the greatest effects.

Bertram chuckled as he poured himself another glass and said, "Do you think this is the first time he\'s done something like this? Or did it seem like this was a novel experience for him? The truth is, it\'s definitely not. He\'s just using any excuse possible to delay our trip home for he knows how much trouble he\'s in."

Les smiled weakly and did not continue to ask. It was good to be friendly towards people in positions of power, but it definitely wasn\'t a good thing to pry into their lives. Before he could change the subject though, the man in question finally arrived, his appearance befitting someone who just came from a brawl.

"I\'ve done no such thing, and I\'m avoiding no one. In fact, let\'s go home directly. I\'m not afraid," he declared, his voice still as full of energy as last night.

"Lex, this is a fine tavern. I\'ll be sure to tell my father about it, and get him to waive your taxes or something. Keep your stock of Dimmelon juice from falling, I\'ll definitely be back for some more."

Then, like a protagonist from a show, Pvarti marched out of the tavern, making a grand exit. Bertram rolled his eyes as he paid for the bottle of Sunset Wine and took it with him.

Silence once again returned to the tavern, and Lex was about to return to his cultivation, but his neighbor Dino made a sudden appearance, followed by a few girls.

"Lex I remember you saying you were looking to hire for your tavern, so I brought you some applicants."

Behind him, three identical looking girls stepped in, looking around curiously. They were triplets, so Lex had a feeling he would have to hire all of them or none of them.