???:—"4 glasses of beer? Are you sure you can drink that much in one sitting?"

A mocking, self-assured, and even arrogant male voice was heard from behind. Sighing with displeasure and turning around, already preparing to tell the stranger to fuck off, you saw your partner, with whom you came to this hole for the sake of another of your master's stupidest tasks in the league to find magical amulets. Honestly, you were fed up with this shit, but money clearly made you shut up every time.

Grumbling, you leaned back on the wooden bar stool and looked at how Yok sat down next to you with a sly grin and reached for one of the previously ordered glasses of hops. Seeing your clearly displeased, irritated look, he said with a laugh

Yoke:—"What? I just want to help my dear friend~"

Honestly, you sometimes found it annoying how carefree Yok was, although he clearly often lightened the mood and the situation. You could definitely give him credit for that. Smiling and waving your hand, you took off your hat, as if to signal that everything was fine. With a smile spreading from ear to ear, the dark-skinned blond in a maroon poncho, which made his shoulders even broader, immediately pulled a large glass towards himself and, taking a big sip, began repeating the same facts about the location of the amulet for the hundredth time that day.