My Magical Card Tavern

Saying he was a one-man army is a bit of an exaggeration, but getting back to Ginell's tavern safely wasn't a problem.

He was experimenting with different card combinations.

Aside from the Star Altar-based positional warfare cards in the Silver Star series, Ginnar experimented with every possible combination.

After all, holding a defensive position in a positional war is practically suicidal, especially given the vast disparity in numbers between the enemy and ourselves, and the high probability that the enemy is hiding some elite monsters.

When he first tried it, Gianna was also a little worried about whether he could use the Silver Star series cards outside.

The answer is yes, and there won't be a situation where the tavern owner has to pay for renting cards themselves.

Simply put, Gianna has a very high level of authority.

That's why he was able to experiment with the deck in the already turbulent, dark forest.

If you realize immediately that you can't use it, you'll just throw whatever's in your card box out and go back to the tavern first.

After testing it out, Genelec found that the Immortal Heroic Spirit card from the Luke series was really useful, worthy of being a legendary card of orange quality.

Essentially, both Luke, the legendary orc, and the description on this card embody a will called protection.

It is quite obvious that after the tavern owner used this card, the immortal heroic spirit regarded Ginnar as the person it wanted to protect.

To be honest, it feels better than most taunt minion cards. Luke's stats and mechanics are just too overpowered.

They made it back to the tavern without any major incidents. Ginnell sat down, made himself a beer and a plate of nuts, and ate while thinking about how to slap the old man's face.

Should we slap the evidence in his face the moment he walks in, or should we have a drink and chat slowly, subtly shifting the topic and then setting him up for a trap?

Of course, there is also the most extreme case.

The old man must already know about the situation in the Dark Forest, and even know that something is taking advantage of the situation to cause trouble.

Ginnell looked very serious, as if he was thinking about something very important.

Since the old man from Silver Star can choose not to come to the tavern, this veteran customer, who has almost never missed a visit, can simply choose not to have a drink, thus eliminating any opportunity to initiate a conversation.

That's too cunning, old man!

Ginnell slammed his glass down on the table, racking his brains for a way to arrest the old man on the spot.

The tavern, in essence, is a commercial building, at most a home for the tavern owner, Gianna.

He needs a way to find the old man directly and open his door.

Currently, the safe zone seems to be the most likely suspect, but I lack the relevant knowledge, and my understanding of power is even less than that of the old man's single finger...

jingle.

The doorbell interrupted Ginell's thoughts. He turned around and saw a figure that seemed very familiar.

The green-skinned creature wore a hat, had somewhat droopy pointed ears, was a bit short, and had a cunning, or rather, intelligent glint in its eyes.

"Goblin?"

Ginnell stood up instinctively, holding a brand new glass of beer in his hand.

"It seems we have a new guest."

"Are you here to tell me that the chief put extra shredded meat in the mushroom soup he cooked today, and to urge me to go back to the cave?"

The goblin who had just entered was completely bewildered by Ginnell's words, and his face darkened immediately after he realized what she meant.

"Are you kidding me!"

"Human, what you just said is utterly discriminatory!"

"And I'll reiterate, we goblins don't like living in dark, damp caves!"

"Those living in caves now are guys who've turned them into mansions, unlike ordinary goblins like me who still live in houses in the city and make a living!"

Genele was taken aback, then invited the other person to sit down and asked.

"So you didn't come from anywhere else, but from Silver Star City?"

"Interesting. Didn't Mavis tell me that there's no one left in the Dark Forest now? So where did you come from?"

The goblin took a big gulp and let out a satisfied burp.

"I know Lord Mavis you mentioned. He's a very popular celebrity in Silver Star City."

"The rising star of the Gran family, at such a young age, is already approaching the level of a three-star professional, and has also passed the assessment of the Giant Beast Knights. He is simply worlds apart from one of his cousins."

"However, I am just a poor goblin who took on a side job, so naturally I won't be noticed by that person, and of course I can't be included in the category of living creatures by the Adventurers' Guild."

Ginnell gave the goblin a deep look.

Goblins are a well-known race with many stereotypes, such as their incredible reproductive ability and their special advantage against female knights, saintesses, elves, and other similar characters.

Of course, most of that is nonsense.

In the continent of Pangu, apart from the monster goblins in the dungeons, normal goblins are also part of the intelligent race.

Although I've heard from Zhongdeng that goblins do indeed have an extraordinary ability to reproduce, and some goblins even sell their blood to alchemy workshops to make certain potions suitable for both men and women.

As for what their partners will think after taking the medication, that remains to be seen.

Essentially, that thing, like the orcs' robust physique, is a racial talent. It doesn't mean that goblins are some kind of species whose lives consist only of colored waste.

Goblins are indeed a law-abiding and intelligent race, and are also star figures in the Adventurers' Guild.

Related to their extraordinary reproductive ability is the survival instinct that the relatively weak goblin race developed under oppression during the dark ages of the Pangu continent.

Goblins, or more accurately, roaming goblins, are all masters of survival and hold a high position in adventurer teams.

Those who can take on private jobs are even more confident in their skills.

Ginnell said, "Fine, anyway, it's either someone from Silver Star City, or some high-ranking big shot who commissioned you to come and see what a mess the Dark Forest has become."

"As for the existence of the tavern, it can hardly be considered a secret."

The goblin chuckled and tossed over a silver coin.

"The beer tastes great, thank you for the treat."

"I know the tavern's rules, so this is a tip for you, you don't need to pay me back."

After finishing his beer, the goblin got up to say goodbye. Before leaving, he adjusted the brim of his hat and glanced at Ginnell.

"Ginnell Ollie, being too flamboyant isn't always a good thing."

"I look forward to being able to drink delicious beer in the dungeon again in the future."

Ginnell raised an eyebrow, and after the wooden door rang again, he simply waved his hand and grabbed the newly generated card.

[Follower Card: Dura Angus]

[Quality: Rare Blue]

[Ability: Survivor, recovers a certain amount of health each round, and receives double the healing effect]

[Description: I am a law-abiding goblin]