My Magical Card Tavern

Aside from the fact that Ginell is a time traveler, the most unique aspect is the operation of the tavern.

"In my hometown, there was once an official who was a brilliant judge. He would adjudicate human cases by day and the grievances and sufferings of ghosts by night," Ginell said.

"Doesn't it look similar? This gives you weirdos a place to liven things up."

According to Silver Star, he was the star that fell from the sky and the greatest cause of the Dark Forest Underground City.

To be precise, Silver Star calls himself a fallen "dead star," and his favorite phrase is "all the stars are above."

If Ginell hadn't been so aware of the gravity of the old man's words, he would have taken Silver Star out and kicked those researchers who were doing academic research out of the way.

Ginnell handed Silver Star a beer.

"Old man, we have some monster bone powder stir-fried with holy light today. Adding it to beer should give it a different taste. Do you want some?"

"The raw materials were taken from a two-star level giant skeleton, and they just so happens to be from the Dark Forest."

Silver Star wiped the beer foam off his beard and nodded quickly after hearing Gianna's sales pitch.

"I'd like a cup. I've never seen bone meal stir-fried with holy light before!"

"Little Ginnell, I've never heard of your tavern or your abilities before."

Although Ginell wanted to correct the old man's way of addressing him, if the other person really was a dead star, such a title seemed to be appropriate for the age difference.

Calling him "little" is giving him too much credit.

Gianna placed her hand to the side and gripped the handle of the glass, from which fine, golden beer foam gushed forth.

This is a kind of magic that Ginell calls beer magic, the effect of which is to conjure up a standard-sized cup of delicious beer out of thin air.

If you don't have a container on hand, the beer-making technique will automatically generate a decent quality beer glass.

These extra resources are very important when surviving in the wild.

The beer-making technique can be seen as a tavern owner's special ability, or one can view Ginell himself as a barrel full of beer, a ruthless vending machine.

Aside from its pleasant taste, this beer doesn't seem to have anything particularly special about it.

Silver Star took the second beer from Gianna with both hands, drank it down in one gulp, and then hissed continuously from his body.

Wisps of steam rose from Silver Star's body, then dissipated in the warmth of the tavern.

"Ah, it's so nice to be able to come to Little Ginnell's place for a few drinks every day."

Silver Star pushed the beer mug back.

"Little Ginnell, after adding the bone meal stir-fried by Holy Light, the beer tastes slightly spicy."

"It's just right for me, but it might not be so good for my friends who prefer milder flavors."

Genele gave him a suspicious look.

"You can even tell the difference?"

Silver Star wore a proud expression.

"Among the stars above, I was once a part of the sky, and I have witnessed too many ups and downs."

"It's just about tasting a beer, of course I can do that!"

Ignoring the old man who had started reminiscing about the past, Gianna refilled his glass and sat down on the stool behind the bar, a rectangular box slowly appearing in his hand.

The box looks like an old animal hide, but it also has the mottled texture and historical feel of tree bark, and you can feel the rough texture when you run your fingers over it.

A golden gemstone was embedded in the very center of the box, but so far, apart from looking very valuable, Ginnell had not found anything unusual.

Ginnell put the three new cards he had acquired that day into the box, closed it, shook it, and smiled with relief after hearing the sound from inside.

This is his card box, and also his greatest asset in this place filled with magic and fighting spirit.

When Gianna fell into the tavern and woke up, she found this thing next to her.

Originally, the card box had another name.

Fate generator.

Just as Ginell once showed the steel brush, when the action of flipping through the pages occurs, the card case also transforms into the shape of a book.

[Destiny Generation Record]

On the first day, the tavern owner awoke from his usual hustle and bustle and began cleaning the tavern as it returned to its quiet state.

Just then, a mysterious middle-aged man stumbled and banged his head against the door, half of his body passionately kissing the floor.

The young tavern owner, in a moment of kindness, dragged him into the tavern, whereupon he awakened his beer-making skills.

The middle-aged man, who was fortunate enough to be saved, praised the beer the tavern owner brought out, saying it was the most wonderful beer he had ever drunk, and that even the sound of the foam rising and falling was like the song of an elf.

This was the first thing Genele encountered, and also the first person he met after time travel.

According to the card box, strictly speaking, this is the first destiny he was born in this world.

As for the concept of fate, Genele doesn't really understand it; he only had similar thoughts when playing games in his previous life.

How could this not result in a massive loot explosion? How could I not get any cards? How could this not result in a critical hit? This could kill me in one hit!

But looking at that middle-aged man, he was big and burly, and his robust physique was not something that could be raised by an ordinary wealthy family.

The fact that he could leave his opponent half-dead shows just how strong the enemy he was facing was.

The way the other person's half-body was intimately in contact with the tavern floor was, in a sense, a manifestation of fate.

The other party was already halfway to death and annihilation, but Tao Nuo reached out and pulled his fate from death to survival, which can be described as snatching performance from the hands of death.

It was from Zhongdeng's mouth that Tao Nuo learned about the existence of magic and battle aura, and also realized that the so-called warriors and other melee professions were not quite the same as he had imagined, and were not simply about having strength.

After all, anyone who sees a guy in front of them downing fifty large glasses of beer without even thinking about going to the bathroom knows there's something wrong with that.

The man in the tavern didn't give his name, but after learning that Genelec knew nothing about the Pangu Continent, he stayed in the tavern a little longer.

I also drank a lot of beer.

In return, Zhong Deng, who declined to reveal his name but whose identity was likely very powerful, handed over a gem and a combat skills training manual to Ginnell before leaving.

He said this was part of his gratitude, but the act of saving his life couldn't end there.

In short, he was a man with a grateful heart, but whose emotional intelligence and language skills were comparable to a ripe avocado. He passed on his best combat skills to Gianna.

This combat skill is also the first card that Ginell obtained after arriving in the world.