Frieren: Twin Souls

Chapter 4 A good plan is essential

Himmel and Menno sat at the counter and calmly enjoyed their beer after their well-deserved victory over the impostor and his companions.

— Very interesting beer—said Menno, who was calmly drinking a mug of Dark Paladin this time, which intrigued him immensely.

— I am impressed, though, because you still have the strength to drink.—The innkeeper replied with a hint of admiration in his voice.—It's as if you were a dwarf.

— I don't know if I had any dwarves in my family, but I used to drink much worse beer than this and maybe that's why I'm still standing, you know, if something tastes good, you can drink more of it.—Menno replied, ignoring the fact that even if he wanted to, he couldn't get drunk, which doesn't mean he couldn't appreciate the taste of a good drink, and the one they were drinking was extraordinary.

— My cousin on my father's side is a brewer and he sent me some of it. Two barrels for tasting and 20 cases for sale. However, it's not a beer for everyone. It's strong, almost black as tar. Very intense in taste, but if you can stand the first sip, each subsequent one will be a pleasure for you. — The innkeeper smoothly moved on to advertising the drink he sells.

— The holy truth. — Menno agreed. — And once again, we apologize for this demolition.

— I had no idea that this conman Otto paid my employee to dilute the beer and promised half of the winning bets. Well... I'll have to talk to him as soon as he recovers. He and Otto will pay for the damage or work it off, no matter what, cheating deserves punishment.

— We don't hold a grudge. — Himmel said and took a few slow sips of Dark Paladin. — An extraordinary beer indeed, Heiter would definitely like it.

— You mean Heiter? The Heiter who participated in the destruction of the Demon King?

— The same one.

— You would have to know him personally, and then you would be at least 100 years old, and you don't look that old.

— True, but take a closer look at him, doesn't he remind you of someone? — Menno spoke up, deciding to use Himmel's reputation.

The innkeeper looked at Himmel closely and instantly turned pale.— Am I hallucinating? I haven't had anything to drink today, and if not then...

— Everything is fine with you, and yes, you have before you the same Himmel, the hero of people, who came back to life to once again protect humanity from demons. — Menno pointed at Himmel.

— You're not very good at keeping secrets. — Himmel sighed jokingly. — Well, he's right. The hero Himmel is me. — He nodded and took a sip of beer.

The innkeeper sat up in disbelief, reached for the bottle of beer and took a few sips, then said: 

— I heard a lot about you and your companions when I was a child. Apparently you came here a few times when my grandfather ran the inn. I just hope you're not demons or some other such riffraff? - He looked at them and swallowed nervously.

— If we were demons, then one, we wouldn't have entered the city, because if I noticed correctly, it is protected by a barrier that drives away demons, and two, instead of a fight, you would have a bloodbath here, so we are who we say we are. — Menno explained.

— Easy to say. I'm just a simple innkeeper and I'm not used to someone with such a reputation visiting me. I've always liked listening to the stories of adventurers, but I've never had the opportunity to meet someone who did as much as Himmel the hero — The innkeeper wiped his sweaty forehead, for whom this was too much excitement for one day. — And by the way, I'm Sukrus.