I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 478, page 2.1-7: The Crown: The Treasure of a Lost Dynasty
"Where's the wine? It's already in the capital." Dionysus frowned slightly, looking at Mu Yegui who had jumped off the camel, and said aggrievedly.

Mu Yegui casually greeted the three of them and then left with Dionysus.

The cold, silver eyes observed the bustling streets of the capital. To call it bustling was not entirely true, as slaves made up 50% of the common people, and almost all of them served the nobility.

Mu Yegui attracted a lot of attention as he walked down the street because of his attire, but his brows furrowed when he saw Dionysus, who was dressed in rags, and he couldn't understand why a nobleman would mingle with commoners.

In this era, anyone with money could afford to wear gold, but not gemstones. In their minds, all gemstones belonged to the king, and only nobles who received them as gifts from the king were entitled to wear them.

Therefore, when people saw that Mu Yegui's clothes and jewelry were inlaid with gemstones, they naturally classified her as an aristocrat. Of course, the most important reason was that Mu Yegui's temperament was too elegant and aloof, completely lacking the vulgar feeling of a wealthy merchant.

Dionysus walked beside Muyegui, noticing the strange looks from the commoners. He glanced down at his clothes and wondered, "Why are they all looking at me?" He didn't see anything amiss...

“Perhaps it’s because they think you’re a commoner,” Mu Yegui said slowly, glancing at Dionysus.

The main problem was that Dionysus paid too little attention to his appearance. His clothes were not only tattered but also quite dirty. Even though his face was handsome, it was covered by dust, like a pearl covered in dust. At first glance, he looked dull and did not attract any extra attention.

"I'd rather spend this money on dressing myself up than on buying more wine," Dionysus scoffed.

There are many kinds of wine, but wine was a luxury in this era, unaffordable even for wealthy merchants; only nobles were entitled to enjoy it. Although Dionysus was dressed in rags, he was indeed a wealthy man who could afford wine with every meal, even if he looked a little small.

Of course, as the god of wine, his greatest skill was brewing wine, especially grape wine.

Ordinary taverns at most sell a little bit of malt liquor or fruit wine. There is only one tavern in the entire capital that sells wine, and it is only open to nobles.

Thus, Dionysus was stopped at the door when he tried to enter.

Dionysus: "..." So he's dressed so plainly that he's not even allowed to enter? Doesn't he, the god of wine, have any dignity?
"Can't I even bring him in?" Mu Yegui glanced at the man at the door and asked.

"This..." The man hesitated for a moment, but after looking at Mu Yegui's luxurious clothes, he finally took a few steps to the side and chose to give way.

There were only two or three people scattered around the tavern; after all, the entry requirements were too high, and ordinary people didn't have the qualifications to enter. Although the appearance of Mu Yegui and Dionysus aroused some curiosity, it didn't attract too much attention.

They ordered two jugs of wine, but they all ended up in Dionysus's stomach.

Mu Yegui rested his chin on his hand, watching the people coming and going on the street, remaining silent.

Dionysus, having drunk some wine, became particularly cheerful and chattered incessantly, but unfortunately, he was speaking to a deaf man who didn't pay any attention to what he was saying.

Suddenly, she seemed to see something, paused for a moment, and then watched as the two people walked into the tavern. One of them was Bertias, who had been separated from her earlier.

Bertias spotted Mu Yegui sitting by the window at first glance. Although his clothes and appearance were perfectly in line with the times, his unique temperament made him hard to forget.

However, he didn't greet us. His blue-gray eyes glanced at us casually before looking away, as if we were just passersby.

"You were supposed to show me around the capital, so why did you bring me to a tavern?" Bertias raised an eyebrow, looking at Lin Ya with a puzzled expression. "Of course, it's to treat you to wine that even the capital praises highly," Lin Ya said slowly.

"Hiccup!" The silence was suddenly broken, drawing everyone's attention to the source of the sound.

Dionysus, having drunk too much wine, began to hiccup uncontrollably, one hiccup after another, seemingly unable to stop.

Mu Yegui: "..." This guy has so many troublesome things to do. It's definitely easier for him now that he's from ten thousand years in the future.

"I can't stop hiccuping... hiccup..." Dionysus said pitifully, hiccuping incessantly.

He didn't mean to do it, but the wine was so delicious that he accidentally drank too much. He didn't know where the problem came from, but whenever he drank too much or got drunk, he would always burp, one after another, which was really detrimental to Dionysus's divine dignity.

In the past, he would restrain himself when he was out and about, always mindful of his status, but today, for some reason, he suddenly forgot about it, thus revealing his true nature that he had been hiding all along.

He really doesn't like burping at all.

How could a god like him lose his dignity because of a burp!

Unfortunately, his momentary forgetfulness exposed him...

Dionysus felt incredibly wronged. What a ridiculous flaw! He had never heard of any other god having such a flaw. It was truly embarrassing.

His delicate and beautiful face was flushed slightly, whether from drinking or anger. He glared at Mu Yegui with his moist, golden eyes, though those watery eyes didn't seem like a glare at him but rather like he was being coquettish.

"Don't look! And don't listen... hiccup... I... hiccup! I don't usually hiccup like this!" Dionysus said, his face flushed, as he kept hiccuping, trying to explain, even though the more he explained, the more it seemed like he was trying to cover something up.

Mu Yegui stood up and leaned slightly forward, reaching out to gently touch Dionysus's long, wine-red hair, and said softly, "Yes, I believe you."

These words were especially earnest and sincere, without the slightest hint of mockery, but to Dionysus they sounded like he was coaxing a child.

Dionysus's face turned even redder, and his ears burned red. He angrily slapped Mu Yegui's hand away and said huffingly, "I'm not a child! Hiccup!"

After experiencing another undignified hiccup, he abruptly covered his mouth with his hand, trying to calm himself down.

Although, it was completely useless.

Lin Ya listened to Dionysus's incessant hiccups, slowly stood up, walked over, patted him on the back, and said coldly, "Is this better?"

Dionysus was so struck hard that he almost vomited, but after recovering, he found that he seemed to have stopped hiccuping.

So should he forgive this human for offending him?
(End of this chapter)