Perhaps...
In the future, we might also reach the Nine-star level!
Although fame means little to the Blood Erosion Tyrant right now, the situation might change in the future.
....
In the Blood Lion and Rose tavern, the noise was deafening, with the smell of malt ale and roasted meat fats mingling in the warm air, dispelling the unique chill of the Black Tide creeping in from the outside world.
In a noisy corner, three people sat by a coarse wooden table, creating a stark contrast with their surroundings.
The Minstrel, Adira, with golden hair shining like sunlight and bright blue eyes, had a smile that could make a teenage girl's cheeks flush with just a glance.
"Ding~"
Adira plucked the strings of the lute in his lap, producing several crisp notes, breaking the silence among the three. With a contagious smile, he began to tell his story to the man in the black robe sitting opposite him.
"I am Adira, a homeless wanderer, ostensibly a minstrel."
