383 Agave Sunrise_1

"Welcome. Ah, it's Mister Lizardman, please find a place to sit, or you can also sit at the bar, where you can watch a great cocktail performance."

The guest who entered with the sound of wind chimes was a Lizardman dressed in black armor, with an exceptionally tall stature and dark green scales, looking very imposing.

Yet this tall and formidable Lizardman seemed to be enveloped in a visibly despondent aura.

In the face of Lanya's enthusiastic hospitality, he merely waved his hand and then headed straight for the bar.

Strangely, as soon as he entered, his doubts and wariness vanished, replaced by a desire to confide in someone about the troubles in his heart.

And the human male standing behind the bar seemed like a good choice.

"What kind of drink would the guest like?"