Chapter 133: Bad News

When Dema and Dinah find Charlotte, Charlotte is getting drunk in the bar in the outer area.

The once spirited young man now had a scruffy beard, and his untreated silver hair was morbidly shiny, and now his silver hair was above his shoulders, and he wore a noble robe, which was crumpled and smelled of sweat and sourness.

The bar he had chosen was not a fancy establishment, but it was full of blood-licking adventurers and mercenaries, coolie laborers and peasants, and people drinking inferior liquor, which was sour and bitter, and was blowing cowhides and making meat jokes.

When the sisters Dema and Dinah came in, there was even a drunken fool whistling at the petite and pretty two girls, and Dema snorted coldly, and her eyes glared coldly, and the man suddenly threw up with a splitting headache.

This makes the smell of the impermeable tavern even more unpleasant, and it also reminds the two girls of the gloomy days before they followed Sylvia.

Soon, however, the people in the tavern recognized the two robed women as the first-time mages of Icewind Castle. The originally chaotic tavern was suddenly silent, and those spittling talkers were pulled by their companions, and they suddenly did not dare to speak.

The drinkers watched as the two women walked straight to the corner, and as they passed a table, they copied a jar of inferior ale and poured it on the drunken man's head.

The drinkers endured the panic in their hearts and couldn't stop staring at this scene with curiosity, until Dinah said coldly, "Get out of here!" The half-awakened drinkers fled out the door like rabbits.

As they fled, they couldn't help but look back curiously, and some people were still saying, "I'll just say that the drunkard is the Count of Wintercastle!", but someone immediately retorted, "How is it possible! The Count is a genius mage, even if he drinks, he can't come to a place like ours!"

Dinah glared at the bar again, and the poor tavernkeeper was startled and unconsciously let go of the wiping glass. After a few seconds, he pointed at himself pitifully. Dinah repeated that she went out, and the man looked back at the bar with a sad face and fled out of the door trembling.

He felt that his tavern could not be saved.

Until this time, Charlotte, who had been splashed with ale, was still staring in a daze, struggling to drink with her hands outstretched. Dema saw that her muscles were flushed, and she reached out with a move, and this time it was a splash of ice water that drenched Charlotte's heart.

"Are you awake?"

Charlotte shuddered, and he struggled to open his eyes and look at them for a long time before he stumbled, "W-what! What, do you want to drink with me?"

Dinah was so angry that she wanted to scold, but was stopped by Dema. The latter covered his nose to avoid the smell of wine, and said coldly, "I just received the news that the city in the sky has fallen! ”

"What? You didn't come to drink with me. Charlotte snorted twice in disinterest, he seemed to have a headache, pressed his head hard, and raised his wine glass tremblingly and took a sip, "It's good to fall! It's good to fall! There is no city in this world that can't be destroyed, it's better to destroy it early, so as to save some legends that will only cause trouble to others, and make people mistakenly think that it is a sanctuary! Hahaha...... The water is gone! Fort Savoy is also ruined, followed by Rivadeo, so which is next? The capital of arcane law? Or the city under my feet? What are you doing! Most people in the world are so ignorant, why do you make a fuss about it, if it's gone, it's gone, you still have to drink the wine, you still have to live this damn life!"

"You bastard!" Dinah couldn't hold back any longer, she yelled, "Think where the master has gone!

Charlotte paused for a moment, but quickly put down the glass and wiped the foam from the corner of her mouth, "What! Inferior wine is inferior wine, a sour smell! Did Sister and Sylvia ask you to come over? Hmph! You just tell her that Charlotte is gone! There's just one drunkard here!"

Dinah already wants to hit someone!

But Dema was more calm, she grabbed her sister and said again, "We can't contact the master, can you get in touch?"

Charlotte pulled the badge out of her arms, threw the badge on the table, and continued to put the wine in her mouth. But there were two drops of cloudy liquid in the glass, and nothing was left.

Charlotte didn't care about the two girls who activated the badge, and called the tavern owner loudly, but the owner outside the door dared to respond, just hugged his shoulders outside the door and smiled bitterly, secretly praying that the three uncles and sisters would not mess around in his shop.

"What a tavern, isn't there any business?"

Charlotte shouted many times in a row, but no one should be seen, and he didn't notice when there was no one in the tavern, and he staggered out of his seat and walked to the bar to get a drink.

He didn't care what kind of wine was in the bar, so he casually opened a wine stopper, sniffed it, and poured it into his mouth. He felt that he could not face Sylvia, so he avoided contact with her, but his mind was paralyzed by alcohol, and he actually wishfully thought that there was nothing wrong with Sylvia.

When he walked back to his seat with a can of wine in one hand, he found that the two women were agitated and pale.

"No!" Dinah's face was full of trepidation, "I can't get in touch at all!"

When she turned her face and saw Charlotte staggering with two cans of wine, her cheeks immediately reddened, but her petite body jumped up flexibly and kicked Charlotte. There was not much strength, but this time Charlotte, who was unsteady on the road, was kicked to the ground.

The jar shattered to the ground, and the cloudy liquor spread on the ground, and the tavern owner outside the door frowned at the hearing, and his whole face turned extremely pale. He wanted to go in and have a look, but he didn't dare.

Dinah completely angered the unsuspecting Charlotte, and he yelled at Dinah, "Are you crazy?!

"Your badge can't reach the master!Bastard!Think about it with your paramecium's inferior brain!The owner of Sky City is Edwin, the Lord of the Stars! Even his city has fallen, do you think there is no danger in visiting Edwin's master?! She still loves you so much, Charlotte! Are you still a human being? Look at yourself now, you don't even live as a dog, or even as the arrogant bastard who didn't know anything fourteen years ago!"

"Needless to say, Dinah!" Dema said coldly, "Let's go find the master ourselves, this guy is completely unreliable, let's just think Icewind Castle has never had this waste!"

Seeing Dema leaving with her badge, Dinah glanced at the two of them angrily and anxiously, and scolded angrily, "Damn!", and then reluctantly caught up with Dema.

"You guys come back for me!" Charlotte didn't give up, "Do you want to leave after beating and scolding someone!?"

Now Dema couldn't help it, she turned around and glared at Charlotte, "You really think I can't do it?"

Charlotte clutched her still-stinging head, got up violently, and staggered towards the two of them again, "Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Dema took a deep breath and was about to make a move, but before Dinah could stop her sister, Charlotte snatched the badge from Demma's hand and said coldly, "I'll come!"

Half an hour later, Charlotte recovered from her messy state for the first time, and he kept urging the badge, but the badge did not respond. His face, pale from the headache, grew hideous and frightened.

He threw the badge fiercely, ignoring the two daughters who glared at him, and roared angrily, "This can't be! Sister can't have an accident! I couldn't contact her a while ago, she must have been too far away from the world of Steeu, and she couldn't be contacted because of some interference! Sister is the king of roots! How could something happen to her! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! That's right! That's right! And the diary!"

He summoned a puddle of water to wash his hands, a simple spell that gave him a splitting headache, and he held back the pain and carefully took the diary out of his personal space, looking at it with both anticipation and fear.

Turn to the latest page, where there is no time, no weather. Just a simple single sentence.

"Watch out for Zoe!"

Syllable!

The diary fell to the ground, and Charlotte turned pale and stayed there like a puppet of a lost soul.