Tavern Brawl(1)

After they had defeated, or Vanoss cutted the final boss, half an hour later, all of the adventurers returned to the surface outside of the dungeon.

Two hours later, all of the Adventurers Guild announced all over the city about the successful subjugation of the 100th floor of the dungeon, the news spread like wildfire all over the nearby countries.

And as for the tragic casualties, more than 2631  Adventurers died during the dungeon raid. While not big, it is still many, losing 0.8% of the adventurers in Orazvil.

As for the news of the group known as the Banana Bus Squad who are one of the Adventurers defeat the final boss, unfortunately didn't spread fast because not too many people witness it as they were busy dealing with the injuries, however, only a few maybe more than ten seen it and soon slowly spread all over Orazvil about the group.

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A few hours later, our lovable retarded heroes part ways with the Caeruleum Guardians as the group of seven men onward towards the 6th City Section of the city, having their own fun.

Several hours have passed...

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"CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!"

In the city's lower dock district, in the Inskeep Bar. People gather around our heroes, or retarded heroes. Terroriser, Basically, Delirious, Moo, and Nogla are in the drinking game. At the same tine, Vanoss was in the corner drinking wine. Nogla had finished his drink, put down the cup, and stood triumphantly with both hands in the air as he won.

Bam!

"YAAAAAAAAAA!!"

"Yeah ha ha ha, That's right, who's the champion here, motherfuckers! Yeah!" Shouted Nogla, raising another cup of beer in triumph before gulping the whole thing down as the people cheer for him. 

"Nogla wins... again," said Vanoss, rolling his eyes before drinking a bit more beer, though he knew their green friend would win either way. This is like the 14th time he wins in this game… usually.

"Fuck Me! why do we always play drinking games with a guy who literally does not have a brain which can't be effected by fucking alcohols?" Terroriser  complained.

"Because it's the faster way to get drunk, obviously," Said Basically, drunk as hell before hearing rumnling in his stomach, "Oh Jesus."

"Even I'm part cyborg, I'm still feeling drunk right now, uhhhhh." Terroriser groaned.

"Y-You gais is drunk... not me…*burp*... I'm so great, I think we should go to another... another-" Delirious is so wasted, and he wasn't able to hold on that he vomited on the wood floor

"Blurrrrrggghhh!!!" The psychopath mask man threw rainbows on the ground beside him, drinking too much alcohol causes his body to reject most of it. Despite being a race that has higher resistance against poisons, somehow it affects Delirious pretty badly.

Moo next to Delirious, patting his back, "Um, didn't you only have one ale?" Moo asked his mask friend, holding down in there. "Oh God, so drunker."

"Hey guys, are you wondering where on earth is Wildcat?" Basically asked.

"Yeah, there is a brothel next door, so I think he's having more fun than us, hehe." Terroriser chuckled, glancing at the building across the street.

Vanoss shook his head "You're wrong, he's not. He is currently rebuilding our Banana Bus."

"How do you know?"

"He texted me." Vanoss says as he shows his friends his phone on his conversion with Tyler.

[MasterPig_boy: Imma rebuilding the Banana Bus, gotta catch up. Later, dickheads. Love your brother WC *Middle Finger Emoji*]

"Oh."

"And do you also forget he was gambling more like thirty minutes ago."

"Hmmm…"

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In a flashback...

Adventurer(Thoughts): Just what tha hell is this man?

An C-rank Adventurer pondered inwardly, as his opponent who is a Pig Beastmen known as Wildcst took in over 45 bottles of what might be regarded as one of the Kingdom of Floral's finest beer brand. It was unprecedented, even for someone of his own standing as anyone else would be dead on the floor. However, what frightened one of the strongest Adventurer even more, was the fact that Wildcat wasn't affected in the slightest.

"I'm not gonna lie this stuff is really good. What (burps) is it called again?"

"It's Zallaro."

"Man, this stuff's giving bud light a run for its money" Wildcat said as he threw the bottle away with the other pile of bottles.

"So Mr. Wildcat, tell me, what's your poison?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well a person like you should be open to all kinds of experiences at this point, pain included, so tell me, what's your poison?"

Wildcat just looks at him for a few minutes before answering, as he opened up another bottle, "Uhhh, you know, classic stuff, in a weird ass body, friends to a group fucking idiots, dysfunctional group of friends, the normal stuff, the kind I don't wanna go into that much."

"Of course, forgive my curiosity"

"Whatever"

"So Wildcat, have you ever gambled before?"

"Name your price, as long as it is… *burps!*... isn't money, you know, because I didn't bring any."

"Money won't be necessary, If I win, then you'll have to tell me more about you and your friends, and also I'd need you to help with certain research of my own."

"What kind of research?"

"You'll know after I'm victorious."

"And if I win, I want money, a shit load of it, I'm gonna be Zacchaeus!" Wildcat said, yelling out loudly.

"Okay then Wildcat, how about a simple game of blackjack."

"Sure thing, Just know one thing, I'm a motherfucking champion, the GTA casinos are definitely worth my power, so probability is my cup of coffee, and I can already tell who the loser is here."

"Don't get cocky old, destiny can be rather... mysterious."

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Ten minutes later...

"How in the world is that even possible?"

"You were saying? Read it and weep bitch."

Wildcat had won, once more. Who could have known that the master of gambles in GTA could pull such a thing off?

"Nonono this can't be right, New game, how about a new game?"

"Sure whatever, I'll even let you pick one" Wildcat answered mockingly, earning laughter from the spectators present.

"Cassino Hold'em Poker" The C-rank adventurer uttered with a grumpy

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Seven minutes later...

"A-Again!?"

"Hahaaaaa, that's right motherfucker, read it and weep! There's a lot more where that came from!"

"He beat me again" He said scratching his head. "Okay okay, new game, Baccarat this time.

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Five minutes later...

"Why? WHYYYYY?" The C-rank adventurer contemplated, as the number people in the tavern who were laughing grew.

"Hahaaaaa, you just got defeated by a mere piggy biatch!" Wildcat celebrated, doing the fortnite default dance. "Man I'm just fool of these references today aren't I?"

"New game, Red Dog"

"Okay?"

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"30.000 Euros, 30.100 Euros, 30.200 Euros, 30.300 Euros..."

The Adventurer was out of words this time, as he watched the pig beastmen recount all the money he had won.

"Man, you're really eating it today aren't you?"

"You don't have to be so mean about it." The man said, his voice sounding a little sad.

"New…"

"Game?" Wildcat finished his sentence for him. "What will it be big guy?" he asked. 

A devilish smirk grew on the man's face, "One I'm planning to win at any cost, Pai Gow Poker"

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Less than a minute later...

"60 seconds, all it took was 60 seconds" The poor man was now full on tear mode, squatting on a corner. Wildcat, on the other hand was 'twerking' as a way to rub his victory over one of the city's famous adventurer's face.

"Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah. Haha, that's right, I'm MaxmilianMus now, get it? Because of the song?"

Just as Wildcat was talking, his watch started beeping.

"Ah shit, I almost forgot that I need to fix that damn bus, well time for me to go, I'll catch you on the flip side, my friend!"

As Wildcat left, he took some of the money he had, and stuck it inside one of the maidens bra of the pub, as smack her ass as he marched towards the exit drunkingly.

"Free drinks for everyone! KA-*burps!*-NPAI!" Wildcat yelled out as he left for the exit.

"KANPAII!"

Everyone else yelled out similarly as they raised their bottles.

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"Oh, now I remember, that asshole has the most fun in here."

"Yeah, you said it." Delirious said as he get another round.

Suddenly a large bulky Orc was walking when he was in front of Delirious' path.

"Ahh, watch it, bitch." He shoved his head away and left him.

Nogla stood up in anger, "Hey! You watch it, dick face!"

Moo holds his hand up to calm him down, "Easy there, Nogla. we don't waste our time talking to angry assholes who have no use in life, remember?" he said, looking at Nogla who had calmed down and sat down on his chair groaning.

To their side, Vanoss raises a cap high to the tavern, "Oy, tavern keep. another round for the Banana Bus Squad, the most badass of mercenaries in the entire world!"

"Hahahaha! The most badasses? Oh, you couldn't even rescue a cow from a burning bar. Banana Bus, what a fucking joke!" The same Orc laughed alongside with his party of seven, they are D-rank Adventurers known as 'Razor Axes', one of the known D-rank Adventurers in the city. It is a group of one Orc, one German Shepherd Beastmen, one Chameleon Demihuman, one dwarf, one cat beastmen, one human mage, and a heavily armored human tank.

They laugh without a care, while the rumors of the group known as the Banana Bus Squad was ongoing, it isn't spreading at a fast rate, most of the people in Orazvil never knew yet.

Basically, Vanoss, and Terroriser look at each other as if they are thinking what they are thinking now.  

As the seven group of Adventurers continue to laugh, Terroriser, with his non-human strength, cracks the table by the time he fists it.

"Let's keep this civil, comrade," Terroriser said calmly in a Russian accent, standing straight where these adventurers that look at Brian like he is looking for trouble, but he continues to speak. "We've not looking for trouble," he said.

"Oh, I'll bet you ain't."

But then the Orc then came up to Terroriser and grabbed his shirt by the collar, face to face.

"You're just a group of mere E-rank adventurers who couldn't even kill a fucking goblin."

'D-ranked eventually. We'll get promoted the next day.' Vanoss wants to say that but he is too drunk to say it.

"Look at your scrawny ass, too weak to tickle your own pickle." He mocked the Irishman.

"Are you offering to help~?"" Terroriser said, touching his veiny biceps in a very sexual tone, or he meant it.

"Yeah," Cardin said before he realized he sounded gay. "W-Wait no, I..." he looked around and he couldn't believe he said that, and he got annoyed. "Fuck you!" he shouted in frustration and angry at Terroriser's face.

"Come on, don't hide it, I'm only asking for a hand."

Without warning. Terroriser grabs the Orc's left arm stretched out, and Nogla chops down with a Diamond Axe hard and severs its hand from the Orc's left arm.

"Ahhhhhh!" The Orc screamed in agony, feeling hurt so badly that he toppled over a bartender and landed on the floor, grasping his severed arm in pain, at the same time losing his grasp on Brian.

"I know, thanks. I think he's willing. Oh, can I keep this?" Nogla asks, holding a large gray skin hand.

"Krrrhrr..." 

Causing the air to twist each of his breaths, the Orc stood up with eyes filled with rage, knowing his incredible piss right now.

"DON'T JUST STAND THERE, COOKING LADS! KILL THEM!"

Hearing their leaders' words, the whole 'Razor Axes' party members looked at Team 6 with anger and began to pull out their weapons.

"Finally! Another fight!"

Immediately, Nogla rushes in behind the table and yeeted it off towards the other adventurers.

And the Bar Fight Begins.