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She tilted her head and said to Charlotte.

"Teacher, maybe it's wrong in the book, these dwarves are actually some cheap bones who don't scold and don't scold. ”

"No, I don't think so, it's just that you have the approval of the weird old man. Charlotte thought for a moment and replied.

"Really, it looks like my charm is irresistible!" Lolita smiled as she looked at Vivien, who was smiling and carefully observing the mechanical heart.

Charlotte shrugged her shoulders, and after what had happened, they knew that the city was not friendly to outsiders. So the few decided to end their stroll and go back to catch the dinner prepared by the Han Tie Clan.

However, Charlotte had just taken a step when she suddenly fell silent.

He suddenly realized that if it was his former self, he might also be like Lolita's reckless scolding. But at what point did he start to become less impulsive?

Is it because of the growing strength, so you can look at the problem from a higher level?

Is it because of all kinds of pressures that he gradually suppressed his nature?

Or was it because he saw Elbert's choices while he was on the water, which made him feel the anxiety that everyone else was growing while he was standing still?

He seems to have unconsciously spent the age of clashing with others because of a trivial matter.

This made him a little relieved, but also a little inexplicably sad.

Charlotte saw a dwarven tavern at the end of the road, so he said to the third girl, "I'm going to go to the tavern to get some information, and the pointed ears mentioned by the wounded yesterday made me a little curious, so I won't go back to dinner." ”

Sylvia and the others didn't feel Charlotte's mood at the moment, and the four said goodbye, and Charlotte pushed open the door of the tavern with mixed feelings.

Although there is no day or night in the dark underground, now is the time of the day. But even so, the tavern was already full of people and friends.

The dwarves drank to their heart's content at the round table, touching their glasses vigorously and talking loudly about their trivia.

Some of the drunken guys had rolled under the round table, and his drinking buddies didn't pay any attention to the drunken friends, and some of the over-the-top guys would even step on the drunks and jump up and down to ask the rest of the drinkers for drinks.

Charlotte really sweated for those drunk, if it was a person with poor physical fitness, he was afraid that he would have been played to death in the tavern by his dwarven compatriots.

Most of the drinkers here are dwarves, except for a few troglodytes and minotaurs who sit low-key in the corners of the tavern, trying not to have any unnecessary confrontation with any drunkards, and the dwarves ignore them.

When Charlotte entered, some of the still sober dwarves looked at him for a moment, and then quickly stopped paying attention to the young man dressed as a human noble. Charlotte wasn't upset about this, he just wanted to have a less strong drink at the moment and see if he could get some news from the tavernkeeper.

Although the latter seems unlikely.

However, there were always a few dwarves who had drunk too much and were ready to cause trouble, and one of them, a dwarf covered in liquor, suddenly stuck out his foot from under the table, looking like he wanted to make a fool of Charlotte.

Charlotte didn't squint, and secretly exerted the power of a bear on herself, intending to step on the drunkard's feet. Although she has long passed the age of making trouble if she doesn't agree with her, if the other party provokes her, Charlotte doesn't plan to suffer silently.

To put it bluntly, the world still worships the strong. If you retreat at this time, you will appear useless and make the other party more unscrupulous.

The original three-ring level physical fitness plus the strength of the bear was enough to make Charlotte's strength attribute comparable to the five-ring level of furious battle. If nothing else, even with the physical fitness of a dwarf, this time can allow him to recuperate for several days.

"Tyronn, get your stinky feet out of the way of this guest!" "But there are always some accidents in life, after Charlotte has secretly arranged the script, a clear roar suddenly comes from behind the bar, "If you delay my business, I swear, you will never think of putting even a piece of copper on credit in my father's bar from now on!"

The drunkard named Taryn shuddered at the roar, retracted his short legs in a daze, and shrunk his shoulders like a short, fat hedgehog to the laughter of his companions.

Charlotte shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and he followed the sound to the bar, only to see a cute woman the size of a young girl standing on a stool behind the bar, holding her hands on the bar and yelling at Tyron.

Upon noticing Charlotte's gaze, the strange dwarven girl smiled generously at Charlotte.

She is strange because she is not as fat and hairy as the rest of the dwarven girls. On the contrary, her body shape is that of a well-proportioned body that looks thin and undressed, with mid-length brown hair resting obediently on her round shoulders, and a somewhat childish face neatly groomed. Although he is less than 1.4 meters tall, his cute face and turbulent waves are simply the legendary ****!

This completely subverts the image of a dwarven girl Charlotte has seen!

He walked to the bar with some curiosity, resisted the urge to confirm the other party's race, and politely thanked the dwarven girl, "Thank you for relieving me, ma'am." ”

The dwarf girl's cute face had an intellectual smile on her face, and this completely different temperament made her full of alternative charm, "No, I think it should be me thanking you." Thank you for not hurting that stupid man, honorable Mr. Archmage. ”

"Oh, you see? Miss Mage. Charlotte became more curious about the dwarven girl.

"Of course. Let me introduce myself, my name is Loren Bronze Shield, a rune mage of the dwarven clan. Loren said, stepping on the barstool behind the bar and giving Charlotte a very elegant mage salute.

"My name is Charlotte, and I'm an Inner Ring Master from Icewind Castle. ”

"May the light of truth shine on your path!" *2

The two mages greeted each other across the bar with the etiquette of a mage.

Then, different types of mages of different races, laughed out loud at the same time.

Lorain stretched out his hand in a friendly manner and said with a smile, "Master Charlotte, welcome to the home of the dwarves, the molten iron fortress that connects the mountains and the earth!"

"Aha! This is the first welcome I've heard in this city! Thank you for your friendliness, Master Loran!" Charlotte shook the other's small hand.

"Yes, the Master must have been treated with a lot of indifference in this city, but please forgive my people! they are not unfriendly, but they are too old-fashioned and cautious. Lorain explained, taking out the cocktail from behind the bar, "Would you like a glass of my own crescent wine?" ”

"Why not?" Charlotte sat on the bar stool in front of the bar, looking at Loraine's pleasing way of mixing, "Don't worry, Master Loraine." I'm not going to take that indifference to heart, and anyway, I've met a beautiful young lady who isn't so old-fashioned and cautious, am I?"

"Maybe it's not that I'm not cautious enough. Lorain put the mixed wine in front of Charlotte, "Please try it, I invited you for this glass." ”

Charlotte took a sip, the wine was cool with a slightly sweet taste, and as soon as she entered her mouth, it turned into a clear spring and went straight to her viscera, and then the whole person's spirit was lifted.

A great mage drink indeed!

"A great moon wine!" Charlotte complimented on the drink before continuing the conversation, "but it seems to me that you are friendly enough." ”

"That's because I have other plans. Loren blinked, her hands propped up on the table, her full breasts almost bursting through the round-necked shirt, "After all, people say that mages are all monsters who think rationally, don't they?"

"Oh, and what do I have in me worthy of Master Loraine's scheme?" Charlotte found the dwarf lady very amusing.

"Knowledge, of course!"

Charlotte was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what the other party meant. She wanted to spy on her own spell experience and understand the mysteries of regular spellcasters.

Such a frank attitude made Charlotte smile and narrow, "So, what kind of reward can Master Loren give?"

"Knowledge, of course!" replied in the same way.

Loraine, smiling, replied perfectly, leaving Charlotte with no reason to object.

"Happy trading!"

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The writer's words can't exceed 500 words, so let's treat it as if I was here to count the words, hehe......

The book has reached 1 million words and has a collection of more than 3,000 words, and according to the agreement with book friends, it is time to apply for it to be put on the shelves.

Think about the experience that no one had before, think about the frustration that I once wanted to give up, think about the surprise when my first book friend appeared, think about the excitement of saying that it was a good work in the comments, think about the oath that I secretly swore that I would never be a eunuch after I was so moved, and think about the support of more and more book friends along the way...... It's been a lot in the past six months.

Although the results are still not satisfactory, I will tell you this story with the most serious and responsible attitude after work. It's about puzzle solving, it's about friendship, it's about family, it's about love...... About the beliefs I want to convey.

It's about never giving up - I'm a firm believer that life and competition are only over when you really give up and die!

I won't be a eunuch no matter what the results are after it is put on the shelves, whether anyone subscribes to this article or not!This is my promise, because I firmly believe that after I finish telling this story, whether it is me or the small group of people who read this article, there will be some slight changes!

It's still the same sentence.,I don't ask for subscriptions after it's put on the shelves.,I won't publish anti-theft articles.,There's always only one I need.。 That's the occasional recommendation and book review, which makes me feel like I'm interacting with you, not a stand-alone machine, and it makes my not yet strong heart feel the motivation to move forward!

Thank you again for your support!

The shelf time has not been decided, but I have applied to the editor! Once again, with a sincere attitude, thank you very much for your support!