Lumian set his glass down and flashed a smile, speaking in Intisian but with the accent of the Riston Province.
"I arrived in Trier just two days ago. Came to Lavigne in search of work."
Thanks to Aurore's help, he could speak like a local from Trier, shedding his Riston Province Dariège accent. Having spent six years in Cordu, he had a knack for learning, imitating, and adapting to new dialects effortlessly.
The tired bartender looked around as if he hadn't slept well and spoke cautiously, "That's the famous Blazing Danitz, a significant figure at sea!"
"I've never heard of him," Lumian replied bluntly.
The bartender cleared his throat, reminding Lumian to watch his tone and attitude.
"Have you heard about the six Pirate Kings and nine Pirate Admirals?"
"A little," Lumian honestly admitted.
