Annan is the third employee of the Dawn Tavern.

Besides the bosses Foster and Martin, Evelyn is the oldest employee of the tavern, and according to Martin, she was already here when he came. She is a young girl of similar age to Annam, with freckles on her cheeks. Responsible for staying at the counter and delivering drinks.

Martin is always prone to messing up everything, so he is only responsible for tidying up the tables after guests leave and stealing leftover food. Annan reminded him not to do these things in front of Mr. Foster while being protected by him.

The new Annam and Evelyn do the same job - only responsible for delivering the wine. But usually he and Martin clean up the table. Compared to Annan, guests prefer the only girl in the tavern.

Mr. Foster occasionally helps them share the workload during busy times. Most of the time, he carries a thin sword, hugs his shoulders, and leans against the counter like a thug. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he listened to the commotion in the tavern and the old stories of the bards.

There are not many customers in the tavern, and during the busiest and most bustling night time, it can only be fully occupied by half at most.

Ultimately, Pinglin Town is just a remote border town located on the edge of the forest, with a population of two to three thousand. Poor people cannot afford to drink beer worth several copper coins, while rich people disdain places where these rude people gather. Only alcoholics and adventurers seeking information will sit here for several hours.

There is also a wandering poet.

Annan likes him very much, not only because he can learn vocabulary from his non-stop mouth, but also because of those magnificent and fantastic stories. Although in most cases, he couldn't understand the rhythmic pronunciation and complex modifiers.

There are also stories about him with a meaty flavor and various slang and profanity.

Learning a language often starts with profanity, which is like the truth.

... Then, the sorcerer 'solved' this sexy female lizard man in the forest, "accompanied by the drinker's deep laughter, Annam once again learned about polysemy.

The troubadour said that Mr. Foster is a warrior with a professional level as high as the elite level, and should not appear in small places like Pinglin Town. He has also tested his past countless times, but failed.

Annan has not yet seen Mr. Foster take action. Many people in the town knew from the troubadour that he was a "warrior with a profession level as high as elite", so there was no thief foolish enough to let him take action.

In fact, Mr. Foster is a very friendly person, not so strict, and sometimes makes jokes between men. However, the effect was mediocre, and most of the time only received Evelyn's disdainful eyes - Annan couldn't understand, Martin couldn't understand.

In his leisure time, Annan is similar to Mr. Foster, listening to the stories of bards and his eyes wandering around those guests with adventurous characteristics.

Unfortunately, there are no elves or mages frequenting the tavern, and as for races like orcs or dwarves... even if humans are not so exclusive, they are unlikely to come to the remote town of Pinglin.

As the story of the troubadour unfolds, a world of swords and magic, gods and dragons, evil gods and pollution, demons and abysses unfolds before our eyes, a fantastical and mysterious world.

Occasionally, Annan also felt that the world was not so safe, such as when a rat tide flooded a city in the south, cultists sacrificed a coastal town, Green Skin occupied a country, and a demon tide conquered a pass.

Annan

Mr. Foster's call woke up Annan from the story. He pushed a glass of juice to Annan and pointed to the dark corner of the tavern, saying, "Give this glass to the lady in the corner

Annan glanced at the figure sitting alone in the dark and said, 'Mr. Foster, my lingua franca is not very good...'

Even this sentence is the most fluent one he can say.