I don't know where to complain about the talent of a race like the dwarves, and God has given them an unparalleled talent for creation, but it has also given them the disadvantage of being addicted to alcohol.

Each dwarf is a veteran drunkard in the role of a genius craftsman, and can use alcoholic beverages as daily drinking water to maintain a normal life.

So Duke didn't understand why these science and engineering masters, who obviously needed extremely sober and high-speed minds, liked this kind of dulling of the brain. Something that doesn't become very bright.

In many cases, they are even willing to trade their own precious works of life for wine, and there have been more than one instance in the Northern Fortress where people have traded their home-brewed wine for the dwarves for forged equipment.

As a bystander, Duke always thought that the dwarves were at a loss in this regard, but the dwarves felt embarrassed and took advantage of others.

Perhaps it should be said that God is fair, and that while giving you a certain talent, it will also take some of your things as compensation.

When Duke returned to the dwarven camp with Lenia and Tiger, he found all ten dwarves lying unconscious on their camp beds in the tent, and several of them were still in their sleep, with slightly anguished expressions.

Although they didn't really drink when they were together, even the dwarf's stomach probably couldn't stand it after drinking an unknown amount of spring water and not going to the toilet after drinking tons and tons of spring water alone.

In addition, now that the season is approaching late autumn, there is always a chill in the morning and evening when there is no sun, and the spring water at this time can be regarded as cold and biting for most people, and it is a blessing to drink so many "cold drinks" at such a time of year, if you don't catch a cold and fever tomorrow.

After making a round, Duke was sure that all the dwarves were fine, but needed a good rest to recover, and had to camp to continue their recuperation.

Suddenly, he saw the anvil also walking between the dwarf's beds, and although his face was anxious and ashamed, his spirit was very good and invigorated, and there was no trace of drunkenness.

So he leaned forward and asked, somewhat confused, "Why didn't you join their revelry?"

Seeing that it was the lord who asked, Anvil quickly put the hot towel in his hand back into the basin, and said with a somewhat embarrassed face: "Aha, I dreamed of something different." ”

"Something different?"

"Yes, something more intoxicating than the best wine!"

At this point, Duke saw a look on Anvil's face that could be called sacred, which made him even more curious about what Anvil had dreamed of.

It's just that no matter how Duke asks, he just mysteriously refuses to answer directly, and says that in the future, Duke will definitely see the glorious scene in his dreams, and he doesn't want to say anything else.

After many fruitless attempts, Duke had no choice but to give up, and said, "Okay, you take care of this place first, let's rest for a while tomorrow, and then set off after eating at noon." ”

"I'm sorry for the delay due to our mistakes, I suggest you can teach them a hard lesson. ”

Hearing that Duke was going to delay his trip, Anvil thought that his people were drunk and delayed the plane, so he asked Duke to give these people some punishment.

Duke thought for a moment and waved his hand to deny the request, firstly, because he was about to engage the enemy now, which might demoralize his own team and even make the dwarves unhappy, and secondly, he would have to postpone the trip according to the previously agreed plan.

After comforting the anvil and settling his people, Duke lifted the curtain of the dwarven tent and walked towards the human camp next door.

Humans are always complex, not as homogeneous as dwarves, and as a result, they have been affected differently by this illusion attack.

Some people seem to be unaffected, and if it weren't for the alarm bells, they would probably have slept until dawn.

Some people, on the other hand, fall directly into their own illusions and cannot extricate themselves, do something beyond common sense, or fall into some kind of high emotions like the dwarves, and their vitality is greatly damaged.

However, after making rounds for a while, Duke found that all the soldiers had already regained their breathing and fell asleep peacefully, and nothing bad had happened to him.

After walking for a while, he spotted Lenia standing at the gate of the camp, and almost as soon as he saw her, Duke understood why the camp was still in order.

"Lord, why aren't you resting?"

Lenia, who was still doing her final rounds, asked suspiciously when she saw her lord's arrival.

Duke nodded in response to Lenia's compliment and said, "I just came to see if anything was affected in the camp, but I didn't expect you to settle them before me." ”

"That's my job. "Most of the soldiers are in fine condition, but a few of them have been severely affected and may need to recuperate for as long as the dwarves do." ”

Hearing Lenia say this, Duke quickly thought of the wails he had heard earlier and the figure of a women's clothing boss who was close to social death.

"They...... Are you all right?" he asked, hesitantly, "I mean the people who are badly affected. ”

"Uh, it's okay. I knocked them unconscious with the hilt of my sword, and ordered the others not to talk about it again tomorrow, otherwise they would be dealt with by military law. ”

Sure enough, compared to psychological counseling, the chief knight is better at physical therapy. Although her current method can only cure the symptoms and not the root cause, as long as she can maintain her full combat strength in the next few days, Duke will be satisfied.

As for what will happen after I go back, I can only wait until I make plans to solve it, and I don't have so much energy to think about it now.

He and Lenia talked as they went, and soon returned to the camp's night fire, and Lenia began to urge again: "Lord, go and rest, I can keep watch for a while." ”

"No, you go and get Tiger, it was our turn to be on duty in the planned order. That's right, here's the order. ”

However, Duke sternly rejected her request, mainly because Lenia, who was the highest combat power, had not had a good rest for a long time, and she had struggled to deal with the aftermath of the illusion attack tonight.

Suppressing a girl like this, although the people are outrageously strong, Duke still feels guilty, and he doesn't want Tiger to live so comfortably.

Lenia persisted for a while, but finally could not resist Duke's insistence, and had to agree to come down and slip Tegti who had slept in the back camp before returning to her tent to rest.