"Dammit! Barman! Where's my f**king beer?"

"Shut your damn piehole already. Beer, beer, beer. Here's your damn beer!"

"Hahahaha~ Old Toothless… I didn't think the operation would go that smoothly.

F**k yeah! We're all rich, stinking rich!"

"Have, have you heard, the old called the Venomous Queen is on the loose with her gang of Butterfly bandits again."

"True or false?"

"True! I tell you, those ladies sure pack a mean punch. Best not to anger them."

"Bahahahaha~... Are you serious? Is the famous La Diva performing tonight at Fantasy house? Great! Just great! This time, I must watch her show!"

…

Within the massive space were all sorts of drunken bandits, goons, and thugs seated about with countless bottles scattered across their tables.

Some were sleeping in a drunken state with one hand on their weapons. When you live here long enough, your weapon becomes an additional limb, always ready to take a life.

The room was smoky, with countless people having cigarettes in their mouths. Some