We had moved inside the Boar Hat when Elizabeth started her introduction.

"Ah… again, it's nice to meet you. I'm Elizabeth Leoneth, the third princess of the kingdom." She told us.

"Welcome to the Boar Hat! We'll be counting on you from now on, waitress!" Meliodas told her.

"Y… Yes! I'll do my best!" she told him.

"Well, first off, let's get you changed into something a little less ripped." I told her.

"I don't know." Meliodas told me as we made our way upstairs. "I think it's a turn on the way it is now."

"Pervert." Hork stated.

"The customers would like it better that way too." He defended.

"Only the men." I reminded him.

"We have more men than women come in." he stated as we walked into his room.

"We also have families come in." I told him as he started digging through one of the drawers.

"Oh… here it is!" he said ignoring me again. He handed her the clothes so she and we left so she could get changed.

"U… umm." We stopped what we were doing and turned to her. I sighed and looked to Meliodas with a look on my face. "Th… these clothes are…?"

"It's our uniform!" he told her giving her a thumbs up.

"Sorry that his tastes are so obvious." Hork said. "Forgive us." He started walking around her, looking every inch of her over.

"On the bright side,

"What are you doing?" I asked him, before he suddenly lifted the back of her skirt and looked at her panties. "Hey!"

"Don't worry, it's a size check." He told us.

"Says the perv who can tell a woman's size just by looking at her!" I shouted at him.

"YOU IDIOOOT!" Hork said pulling on Meliodas' clothes with his hooves and his hair with his teeth. "YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE OUR PRECIOUS EYE CANDY RUN AWAY!"

"Should I be offended or okay that you're basically saying we only have one eye candy?" I asked, but no one paid much attention.

"Um… Lord Meliodas, Lady Ashlee." The two of us turned to Elizabeth. "There's one thing I'd like to ask the two of you about."

"Hm? Ask us anything!" he told her.

"You think your hair will stick like that?" I asked him jokingly and he thought about it.

"Nah."

"Are the Eight… Are the two of you really as much of a villain as everyone says you are?" she asked us and I sat at a table placing my hand over my covered mark. "If so, wh… what kind of crime did you commit? I think that everyone if just misunderstanding something! Because you… saved someone like me, whom you didn't even know!"

"You are a fan of the personal questions, aren't you?" I asked her.

"I'm so sorry! If you don't…" she started saying but I cut her off.

"Don't worry about it. The crime we committed to get our marks, huh? That's what you're curious about?" I asked her and she nodded shyly.

"What kinda crime, huh?" Meliodas said thinking. "Ten years ago… I roamed through Britannia, stealing all the panties in sight."

"Y… you're lying right?!" she asked him.

"It's a lie." He told her. "Actually, I walked around groping the breasts of a thousand women."

"Brea… you're kidding right?!" she asked.

"Kidding." He stated.

"L… Lord Meliodas, please stop making fun of me!" she told him before her face changed. "O… or is it that you really committed a crime that you cannot speak about?" he thought about it for a moment as memories flashed before my eyes.

"Something like that." He told her.

"Huh?" she asked. Suddenly she lurched forward with Meliodas rushing to catch her. Of course his face 'somehow' found its way into her breasts. "We've stopped?" she asked once she was standing straight once more.

"Looks like we're here." Meliodas said.

"We're here? Where is here?" she asked.

"The next area we can get information. The village of Bernia!" He told her before we made our way to the ground. Hork's mom dug until she was completely buried under the ground and all anyone could see was the bar which amazed Elizabeth.

"We stock the bar with alcohol from a lot of different regions." I told her.

"Is that so?" she asked curiously.

"Yea. We come here once every few years and stock up as much as we can. Bernia's ale is one of a kind." I said. "It's made with famous river water, which is hailed as the best in Britannia, and grout growing abundantly along that river. The ale has fans all over the country."

"Grout?" she asked confused.

"Grout is an herb used in making ales." I explained and she nodded her understanding.

"Wait," Hork said looking into said famous river from the bridge we stood on. "That famous river's all dried up. What's going on?"

"The herbs along the river are also wilted." Elizabeth noted. We were staring down at the river when Elizabeth suddenly had a violent shiver tear through her.

"What's wrong, Elizabeth?" Meliodas asked her.

"Nothing, I just got the chills for a second." She told us.

"You all right?" I asked.

"It's just that my heart's pounding a little." She told me smiling slightly and putting her hand over her heart.

"Let me see." Meliodas told her placing his hand on her breast.

"Cut it out already!" Hork shouted at him.

When we got into town, all the townspeople were gathered in the square.

"Whoa, a festival?" Meliodas asked smiling.

"There're a lot of people in the town square!" Elizabeth said sounding excited..

"This is awesome advertising for the bar!" Hork told her.

"Yeah!" Elizabeth agreed.

"Hey guys!" Meliodas greeted some men at the edge of the crowd.

"Oh… the owners of the traveling bar that comes every year!" one of the men said as he a few of them turned to us.

"What's today's festival for?" I asked them and they grew angry at me.

"This isn't a joke! Does this look like a festival for you?!" another man asked me.

"Is it the gathering of hot and sweaty geezers festival?" Meliodas asked ignoring their earlier comments.

"We just told you it isn't a festival!" the man shouted at him.

"What is going on then?" I asked them.

"We're trying to pull out the word that the Holy Knight stuck into the ground!" they told us.

"The Holy Knight stuck the sword…? Why did he do something like that?" Meliodas asked.

"Yesterday, the wrath of the Holy Knight fell upon us." The Village head told us. "The sword inbued with his magic sealed the underground water source."

"If this goes on, not only the water, but even the grout will be finished."

"If that happens, Bernia's Ale will be… shit!"

"The Holy Knight… is it the one Lord Meliodas defeated yesterday?" Elizabeth asked me.

"No," I told her. "That guy wasn't a Holy Knight. A real Holy Knight is nothing like that."

"It's hard to say, but this village is finished." The village head told us. "To pull out a Holy Knight's sword, we need the power of the Holy Knights." Behind the large group two knights laughed at the men's attempts to pull the sword out.

"Come on, try harder!" one mocked.

"You damn knights!" one of the men commented. Suddenly, a young boy ran past us and stopped before the large group.

"Hey, now! What's up with the whiny tone?" he asked the men.

"Mead…"

"What's the big deal about the Holy Knight's sword!" the boy asked them. "If you leave it to my pal from the Eight, it'll be easy!" that drew not only our attention but the two knights as well.

"Who do you think is responsible for all of this!?" one of the men asked him.

"You damn brat!"

"Of all the things to say, you had to mention that villainous name!"

"Don't make the Holy Knight even angrier!"

"It's all your fault, Mead!" the boy looked shocked by their words.

"What do you have against us!?"

"Wha… what?" Mead asked. "I never meant it like that."

"We're through with your lies and jokes!"

"Stupid Mead!" one of the children shouted as she threw a rock that hit Meliodas in the face.

"I h-hate you all!" Mead shouted back at them as they started throwing rocks.

"The village hates you too, Mead!"

"Hey, knock it off!"

"Go away!"

"Shut up! Idiots! Idiots! Idiooots!" Mead shouted back as Meliodas pushed him back towards the bar.

"Everyone stop!" the village head ordered getting between them and his village.

"Look like we dropped in at a bad time." Hork said.

"Oh, my. Deep down he's a good boy, but lately he's been pulling a lot of pranks around the village." He told us.

"Tell us about him." I told him as a pair of faces flashed before my eyes. Once he told us Mead's tale we made our way back to the bar.

"Oh, it's you three." Meliodas said when we walked in.

"We heard from the village head, Mead-chan." Elizabeth told him. "You're a big prankster, aren't you? When I was little, my father scolded me a lot for pulling pranks."

"Good for you! Congrats!" Mead told her, but she wasn't done.

"I wanted his attention, because he wasn't my real father." That drew his attention. "One time, I climbed the big tree in the garden to surprise him. Then, he turned pale and started climbing up to me, even though he'd never climbed a tree in his life. As expected, he couldn't climb up, fell and, and got hurt. I can't forget what happened, even now. If my father died back then…" Mead slammed his hands on the table.

"My mom and dad were travelers. A few years ago, they bell fell victim to an epidemic when they stopped by Bernia. I was alone, but the villagers took me in and raised me in place of my parents. I was really happy. But even then, I didn't belong to a family, and I was jealous of everyone who had families. I told lies. I pulled pranks." He told us before he started crying.

"When you put the worm in the Holy Knight's drink, was it also because of that?" Elizabeth asked him.

"Hell no!" he shouted. "That bastard! That Holy Knight made fools out of us! The adults, and even the kids, they put in so much effort into making the best ale, but not only did they take it all as taxes he insulted us! The Holy Knights are all shams!"

"That's terrible." Hork said quietly.

"So when you said your friend was one of the Eight…" Meliodas started asking, already guessing the answer.

"It was a lie."

"Then why say you have a friend in the Eight?" I asked him.

"Aren't the Eight being chased by the Holy Knights?" Mead asked. "f they're enemies of those evil Holy Knights, then that makes the Eight the good guys, right?" Elizabeth and Hork shared a look before looking at us.

"What?" we asked them, and Elizabeth just smiled. Suddenly we heard raised voices from below.

"It's from the village!" Mead shouted as he looked out from the window. He rushed from the bar back to his village. I stood from my seat and followed him at a slower pace.

"What do you plan on doing?" Meliodas asked me. I didn't answer as we all made our way to the village. When we arrived the two knights were sitting on a caped off well drinking booze laughing at the others.

"Wooo, go, go!"

"Even with everyone from the village together, it's no use!" as the villages struggled, shouted, and begged for the sword to come out the knights continued to laugh. "Look at those desperate fools!"

"Watching them goes together perfectly with drinking!"

"Toast to the foooools?" during their toasting Meliodas had snatched up their drink as we'd passed them.

"Guys who don't understand the taste of alcohol don't deserve to drink this alcohol." Meliodas told them as he handed one of the pints to me. We drank as the rope snapped causing the villagers to fall back around us. We moved through them carefully before placing the pints on the ground. "That was good."

"Sorry, we don't have any money on us, so how about this?" I asked pulling the sword from the ground. "I take care of your problem and we call it even."

"No way…"

"The sword only a Holy Knight could pull out…"

"A woman just like that…" from underground, a noise could be heard rushing towards something.

"What's that noise?" Suddenly, water rose out of the capped off well like a geyser forcing the knights and the cap into the air.

"It's water!"

"the underground spring is back!"

"Wonder how much this would sell for." Meliodas said looking at the sword in my hand.

"Not enough." I told him.

"Hey," I looked down to see Mead staring up at me. "Could you possibly be the real…"

"Yep!" Meliodas said. "Not just 'possibly.' We're the real, proud owners of a bar!"

"That's not it!" Mead started telling him as Meliodas turned him to face the village.

"Enough about that." Meliodas told him. "Don't you have something to do?"

"Mead…"

"Um, we're sorry."

"Can you forgive us?"

"Forgive or not for someone like me…" Mead said turning to the ground. Meliodas gave him a little push towards the villagers.

"Here go!" Mead started crying and running to the people who'd cared for him his entire life.

"No matter what lies you tell the world, you can't lie to your own heart." I said.

"Lady Ashlee…"

"Boar Hat Owners Ashlee and Meliodas! You're Bernia's savior!" the villagers cried out surrounding us.

"We have to toast this!"

"Yeeeah!"