The rising of the Shield Hero X One piece

The Rising of the Sword Hero part 27

That night, zoro decided to have a drink at the inn's bar after dinner.

He was someone who liked drinking. With everything that had happened during the last few days, he felt that he needed to have a freaking drink. Besides, it's kinda hard to avoid it, considering that the whole inn was gathering around him to congratulate him on his victory, and to try to get close to the Sword Hero. He didn't like that, but under the insistence of everyone in the inn, including his own teammates he had to relent.

The alcohol in this land was pretty interesting. From what he had observed, it seemed that they didn't use rice to make it like usually did for sake, but a type of fruit known as rucolu. Rifana had told him that when he asked her about how they made the wine. The intriguing thing was when he asked her if the fruit was edible, she just stared at him with eyes full of horror as if he had just grown another head. Turned out one single fruit was enough to make a whole barrel of wine. If anyone tried to eat it, that person would definitely end up with acute liver failure.

The taste of the wine made by that fruit was pretty good, though. If anything, he still liked sake.

Finally, after a few rounds, the crowd started dispersing. They couldn't force him to drink a lot, so after a while, they would naturally get bored and return to their own group to continue drinking themselves to sleep. Obviously, who would want to sit around drinking with someone who wouldn't finish a mug while you were chugging down mugs after mugs yourself?

"Not much of a drinker, hmm? You really are different from what I thought about you."

The Sword Hero blinked and looked at his side, where the new voice had come from.

Sitting on the stool next to him was a girl he had never met before. She looked like an experienced adventurer, based on the suit of light armor she was wearing and the developed muscles on her arms, but Zoro could say with utmost confidence that he had never seen a twenty-five-or-so-year-old girl with silvery white hair in this world before. Even though she didn't look like a girl who cared much about her appearance, she was still very beautiful in a strong and sporty way.

"Uh, excuse me... do I know you?" he glanced at her warily. The girl pouted.

"Gosh. You just beat the crap out of me this afternoon, and you already forgot who I am?"

Zoro blinked. Now that he looked closer, he could indeed see the round ears covered in black fur poking out of her hair on top of her head. That means...

"You're Larsazusa?!"

The girl giggled. "Bingo. Am I that difficult to remember?"

The Sword Hero chuckled. "Not that much. It's just because you're much prettier than I thought you would be."

And he raised an eyebrow in amusement when the panda woman's face turned tomato-red in an instant.

"I-I'm not pretty!" she denied, a little bit too hastily and forcefully. The Sword Hero smirked; it was obvious that she didn't like being addressed with anything girly.

"Oh, I'm just saying the truth," he continued. "You're more beautiful than most women I've met since I arrived in this world. Why should I lie about it?"

The girl's face somehow went even redder. "You-you...! I'm gonna beat you to a pulp!"

"Oh, sure, sure," he waved at her dismissively. "Just like how you did it this afternoon, isn't it?"

Larsazusa flinched. She knew that she's just slipped her mouth; obviously she couldn't hope to beat someone who had just beaten her to a pulp a few hours ago. Finally, she pouted.