[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-saya-and-the-dragon":3,"chapter-saya-and-the-dragon-saya-and-the-dragon-chapter-36":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Saya and the Dragon",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1705223,2177,"Chapter 33.5: Tales from the Taproom","saya-and-the-dragon-chapter-36",36,"\u003Cp>The tavern was warm, smoky, and full of bad decisions in motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sat at the back, nursing a cup of something fermented and questionable, boots up on a bench, hair down, tunic unlaced just enough to deflect conversation. The bard was butchering a ballad about a noblewoman and her jealous parrot, and the ale tasted like regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the room, at the same long table, the dwarf sat in silence, eyes on the fire, puffing his pipe like it was keeping him alive. We hadn’t said a word all night. Didn’t need to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long pause, he muttered, “Saw your hero.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked. “What,Sir Ogdan? He’s not mine. And he’s barely a hero.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf shook his head. “Not him. The other one. The lad you traumatized.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stared at him, unblinking. “Oh.Him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned in, smirking like a rat with a secret. “He goes by ‘Sir Mibbs the Flame-Breaker’ now. Has a corner in the Winking Stag up north. Wears that oversized breastplate like a second skin. Bards come to hear his tale.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I groaned. “Oh gods, don’t tell me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s got a whole thing now. Claims he stood alone before the Dragon. Eyes blazing. Sword held high. Rescued a virgin maid with naught but courage and faith. Says she wept with joy and vanished in a golden light.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I snorted into my cup. “I did vanish. Screaming. On a rock.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reckon he left that bit out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shook my head, laughing despite myself. “So what, he’s a folk hero now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Local flavor, maybe. But he’s got fans. There’s a tavern wench named her dog after him. ‘Mibbsie.’ Little mutt that pees on firewood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grinned. “Fitting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf took a long draw from his flask. “You break all your playthings this badly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only the delicate ones.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chuckled. “Just thought you’d want to know. In case you needed another reason to keep movin’.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I drained my cup. “I never stop moving.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the wind howled. The fire crackled. Someone started a new song. It was worse than the parrot one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in my mind, I saw Mibbs. Teary-eyed, terrified, standing in that field with a sword that shook in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I pictured him now. Upright. Embellished. Rewritten by time and ale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To Sir Mibbs,” I said. “May his legend be braver than he was.”\u003C\u002Fp>",390,"2026-06-06T14:39:25.900Z",1,"novelbin.me","87e3d3b69e33067985ce9afa115aa51fa9f3d6f7e6343e17c5e337b5bfe40e88","saya-and-the-dragon-chapter-37","saya-and-the-dragon-chapter-35",228,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsaya-and-the-dragon-cover.jpg"]