Chapter 462: The Seat that Cannot be Taken

To them, patronizing the taverns and indulging in merry-making in the small town became their only way of passing the lonely and seemingly endless nights.

After all, everyone at some point harbors feelings of loneliness deep within them.

Besides, if they had earned so many Gold Coins, they were naturally meant to be spent.

For mercenaries, no one understood the true value of life better than they did.

Coming to a profound realization of what life means had led them to understand its significance for themselves.

If life isn't for the purpose of experiencing joy, then they could have chosen death long ago.

Thus, it was this viewpoint that made their rambunctious enjoyment within the tavern seem as wild as a beast's.

The aroma of the ales wafting from the tavern could even be detected on the main street of the small town.

The Bard strummed merry tunes, while the flirtatious dancing girls gyrated their waists on stage in revealing attire.