Also known as "From Cows and Horses to Gods: What Did I Do Right" (in manuscript)
After the sudden death of social animal Lorne, he accidentally traveled to the Western fantasy world and was bound to the tavern management system.
"So, what you're saying is that I need to remember the ages of adulthood for hundreds of races to prevent pickets from arresting me for selling alcohol to minors?"
"I also need to remember the elves' taboo on Leo fruit in wine. Werewolves cannot drink Mingyi wine with an alcohol content of more than 35 degrees before the full moon night. They even have to cooperate with the vampire count and sincerely tell him that the glass of pure wine that cannot be purer has human blood added to it?"
"May the God of Light bless me."
Lorne: Sigh. Jpg
While she was silently playing business games on the border and learning magic in her free time, the pope and the king were fighting for the crown above their heads. Alien creatures and humans coexisted within the borders. On the abyss that was ready to move, the gods competed to place their bets.
But none of this has anything to do with her.
Until the border lord died in the power struggle, the demon who wanted to seize the opportunity to attack sneaked into the city and tried to inquire about information in a remote tavern. He saw the ordinary tavern owner raised his eyes tiredly:
"It's the weekend soon, and I don't want to work overtime. Can you come back on a different day?"
"Let me think about it. The time-stop magic is Ctrl+M to create a new slide. The teleport magic is a very fast animation effect. Ah, what are the coordinates of the abyss?"
Demon: ... Has human magic advanced to the point where I can't understand it at all?
One day many years later, when people mentioned that tavern that was famous among all races, they looked longingly and in awe.
There is the most delicious wine in the world.
Regardless of whether they are civilians or nobles, whether they are humans or other creatures, or the high gods, whether they are forced or willing, they can only sing for the wine in the tavern, talk happily over the wine, and live in peace.
The most powerful wizard of this era, the indescribable tavern owner Lorne, was just sitting at the bar making a small drink like every other night, finishing editing the PPT for the election for God, clicking Save, and then stroking the cat on his lap.
"So, my great temple priest, why have you turned into a cat again?"
Egal glanced at her coldly, but secretly wrapped his furry tail around her little finger.
Tips:
1.1V1, sc, seemingly ordinary tavern owner x pseudo-cold temple priest
2. In the early stage, the male protagonist turned into a cat for some reason and joined the tavern as a white cat.
Mission: Integrity management, fair trade
