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In the corner of a noisy bar in the Middle Ages, under the dim light of an oil lamp, sat the monster bounty hunter Charlie. Charlie has short golden hair, handsome appearance, and a strong physique. In his left hand, he holds a silver chalice filled with red wine, which is half closed. His eyes are thoughtful, but his expression is resolute. Although he is wearing a worn and stained battle uniform and worn leather armor, he still can't conceal his swordsman's temperament and king's arrogance. The handle of the sword half covered by the cape on his back is reflected Under the cold light, in front of the table on the right side stood the waiting girl Lisa, bent over. An 18-year-old beautiful girl with golden hair, holding a headscarf, wearing a white translucent top and a simple fluffy skirt. She was wearing makeup and blush, carrying a meal. Pan Ning was whispering to Charlie, like a pair of long-lost lovers. The fat and greasy hotel owner stood behind the bar and was still busy preparing and greeting guests. In front of the bar, there were all kinds of drinkers and drunkards making noises. Crowded, dirty,

In the corner of a noisy bar in the Middle Ages, under the dim light of an oil lamp, sat the monster bounty hunter Charlie. Charlie has short golden hair, handsome appearance, and a strong physique. In his left hand, he holds a silver chalice filled with red wine, which is half closed. His eyes are thoughtful, but his expression is resolute. Although he is wearing a worn and stained battle uniform and worn leather armor, he still can't conceal his swordsman's temperament and king's arrogance. The handle of the sword half covered by the cape on his back is reflected Under the cold light, in front of the table on the right side stood the waiting girl Lisa, bent over. An 18-year-old beautiful girl with golden hair, holding a headscarf, wearing a white translucent top and a simple fluffy skirt. She was wearing makeup and blush, carrying a meal. Pan Ning was whispering to Charlie, like a pair of long-lost lovers. The fat and greasy hotel owner stood behind the bar and was still busy preparing and greeting guests. In front of the bar, there were all kinds of drinkers and drunkards making noises. Crowded, dirty,
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