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The captain of Hao Wang Wan stood on the side of the suspension bridge with his arms folded in front of his chest and facing the wind, and the cloak behind him fluttered high due to the hot updrafts that are common in summer, and he was full of energy and covered his face.

"We're looking for the Gravel Spirits, if it's convenient, please let us pass!"

This more polite sentence was muffled by the wind and the full mask and other reasons, and reached the ears of the dwarven guard captain at the other end of the drawbridge, and directly became-"Let's break your stones! Drink your wine! It will be convenient at your house! Please let us pass!" Why did only the last sentence be heard clearly?

Boom!

The dwarven guard's temple muscles exploded directly. He shouted: "Oh, oh, I haven't seen such a Terran for a long time, yes, yes, can't wait to die? The old man has lived for more than two hundred years and has never lost to the Terran, and no miracle will happen today." Be enlightened!"

The sound of the wind speaks, and the fog melts into the ears.

When this sentence reached the ears of "Hao Wangwan", it became-"Okay! It's been a long time since I've seen a human race with so much wine, let's eat and drink, I can't wait to drink to death?" old man...... (The rest is clear)"

Will the bard be surprised?

Never!

Since he became the captain of "Hao Wangwan", he has taken the cowardice to the extreme, and the experience points are not only from the training ground is the task settlement, but he has not killed half a monster, and the dagger of the dagger cannot be written. The trip was dangerous, and of course he brought a lot of wine for the bribe!

The bard beckoned, and the four brothers behind him stepped forward with four barrels of wine. Give the dwarves good wine, and they will remove their hostility.

The dwarven guard was stunned!

That's it

After living for more than 200 years, the first time I admired the human race was black powder—— which was black powder. Well. Intended to self-destruct. Well. It's a man, four buckets, huh!

"Put down the musket and crossbow for the old man!"

"But, but the captain of the guard!

"It doesn't matter. The old man is a level 13 iron guard, even if he deals with it alone, he will not take a few little skinny monkeys in his eyes. Stand down!"

“...... Guard, Captain Guard!"

The dwarves behind him clenched the weapons in their hands and cried unwillingly. Their captain of the guard is always so handsome, and he always gives way to glory when he sees danger. Black powder has no eyes! If you don't know it, you will blow up the drawbridge, and all the enemy and us will be crushed to pieces. Hold on, and always remember, the glorious back of this tough dwarven guard.

The bard rubbed his eyes,

Because the wind is strong.

Perhaps it would be rude to keep squinting at people?, thinking of this, the bard stared at the dwarven guard captain with all his might, bloodshot red and tear-filled dead bull's eyes—and that was how the dangerous look came.

Maybe it's because you're ready to die together, otherwise a man wouldn't shed tears easily, the dwarven guard captain thought so, opened his arms, and shouted: "Boys, let's go together! Even if you carry (gunpowder) barrels, I will never lose!

How much is face worth?

Since the other party asked to "go together", the bard would never be polite! He also turned around and shouted: "Brothers, you have heard it, go up together, drink (literally)!"

Two hours later, only the fighters of "Hao Wangwan" were still standing.

The chief of the dwarven guard laughed heartily, lying on the ground with his feet on the ground, as if he were still dreaming of running, the bard's head stuck in an empty barrel as if he were some artist's new flower arrangement, the paladin held the empty barrel and muttered that I could still drink, the ranger remained motionless, and the wanderer lay in his own vomit.

Only then did the dwarves know that there was still a five-dozen wheel battle in the fight for wine, and the offensive was so shameless that defeat was doomed.

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The dwarven town was built not too far from Cloud Splitting City, with a population of more than 500 people, a long history, and it was even more glorious in the past, but now it can only be regarded as a vast land, sparsely populated, and barely living in a magnificent city.

The five-meter-tall statue of the Dwarven King, with its gold leaf peeling over time, looks like it is suffering from alopecia areata.

The reason for the decline is mainly related to subhuman discrimination and slavery, even if the former slaves are rescued and return to their homeland, they do not want to continue to live so close to the big cities of the human race, and migration seems to have become a fashion and enduring.

Eating the earthy roasted mole meat, "Hao Wangwan" wants to go back.

Anyway, there is no news in this dwarven town about the old adventurer team "Gravel Spirits". It is important to note that the dwarves here are overly welcoming, and hospitality is limited to wine. If you continue like this, you will be instilled to death.

After a brief discussion, it was decided! Just report to the guild that I didn't find it! "Haowangwan" quickly reached a consensus.

I still have to say goodbye, after all, since I drank big, I sang and danced with the dwarves, and I was very cared for by the captain of the guard.

"Honorable Captain of the Guard, we have other things to do, and it's time to go back. So said the bard.

But the timing of his farewell was a bit ...... That one.

"Oh, what a pity! I'd like to introduce you before I leave, this is my second uncle!" the captain of the guard, Pemba, patted the bard on the back and introduced a dwarven musket maker.

The uncle and nephew both looked bearded and short, so similar that even the hearty laughter of Huhahaha was almost the same.

Alas......

The second uncle suddenly sighed.

The bard habitually asked, "Why does the second uncle sigh?"

Maybe it's the nature of the adventurer who is at fault, what does people's sighing have to do with him, being nosy. But where there is a question, there is an answer.

"Boy, you don't know. The old man is a musket craftsman, and there are not many craftsmen in the kingdom who can make guns, and many Terrans will come to do business with us. But ever since the paladins of Cloud Splitting City suddenly found some ghost evidence and arrested all of our craftsmen who had gone to Cloud Splitting City to do business on trumped-up charges, they began to make their own black powder and forge cannons. My Business ...... Alas, plummeted. ”

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

The bard patted his chest and swore an oath. Anyway, I won't come to the city of drunkards after leaving, and to be honest, this place has nothing but good wine.

"Really, really?"

"Of course, after all, we are adventurers!

"Thank you so much!"

"—Captain of the Guard! You're here! I've finally found you! I've just heard that there's a fire in Cloud Splitting City, and the powder magazine has exploded!

So the captain of "Hao Wangwan" was enthusiastically pressed into the wine vat.

Halfway through the feast, full of gratitude and enthusiasm, the paladin glanced at the bard, pouting outside the barrel, and swayed to his feet, propping himself up on the table. He decided to take the place of the hung captain and solemnly bid farewell to the dwarves.

Be tough!

"Captain Guard, we do have an urgent matter, we must go!"

"Oh oh! what a pity! I'll send you a few casks of good wine, we'll always be friends!" The captain of the guard clasped hands with the paladin, and sighed, "......Ahh

"Why are you sighing?" - As soon as he finished speaking, the paladin slapped himself in the mouth.

The mountains between the dwarven town and Cloud Splitting City are inhabited by harpies, and every time you go out of the city, you will be attacked by those monsters first. Being able to fly is tricky enough, and they can also sing, so the dwarves have quite a few victims. The Harpy became one of the reasons for the diplomatic isolation of the dwarven towns.

"Leave it to us!"

"Really, really?"

"Of course! It's just a harpy, it's done in minutes!" the paladin thought to himself, never coming back anyway.

Unexpectedly, a passer-by faced dwarf came running in a panic and shouted, "Captain of the guard!" The old man thought he was wrong at first, but he confirmed again and again that there was really not even a harpy left in the mountains!"

For ten minutes, the paladin rubbed his face against his companion's shoe.

Sigh,

The Ranger raised his leg to shake off the drunken Paladin, stood up, slumped to the ground, and then got up again, saying, "No, no, useless waste, look at me, Hiccup!"

This time, the ranger decided not to say anything superfluous, and even if the sky fell, he would never ask "why sigh". The dwarves hadn't seen a Terran guest in a while, and they were too enthusiastic, too excited, too desperate. To put it bluntly, the dwarves are just looking for a reason to have a party, right?

The ranger clasped the guard chief's shoulder armor tightly with both hands, staring at the other party's wet beard: "Why is the guard chief sighing!"

"I ...... I didn't sigh. The dwarf was stunned.

"You sigh!"

“...... Maybe the old man did drink a little too much, maybe sighed?"

"That's right!

“...... It seems to sigh. ”

"Say, you're definitely in trouble! Otherwise, the barbecue won't be as unpalatable as poisoned!

The captain of the guard was a little dizzy. He tilted his head and pondered, there was indeed a problem, and he didn't plan to say it - there was a team led by elite cavemen in the abandoned tunnels around the town, and it was tricky to attack lone dwarven miners and fight guerrilla warfare with superior hearing. Maybe...... Can you ask these Terran adventurers?

No, Lao Tzu didn't help —— ranger raised his hand and refused.

...... Then why do you ask the old man?—— the corner of the guard captain's mouth twitched.

In fact, the captain of the guard has another trouble, which he didn't plan to say. In the mountains on the outskirts, there are not only harpies to wreak havoc, but also an elite goblin wolf cavalry known as the "Savage Bone Scale". They are extremely fast, and they are also good at moving in woodlands and mountains, which is very tricky, and they have been using guerrilla tactics to surprise dwarves. Maybe...... Can these adventurers settle down?

No, Lao Tzu didn't help —— ranger raised his hand and refused.

Are you kidding the old man—— the guard rolled his eyes in anger.

Wait a minute...... The captain of the guard thought about it, and felt that the cavemen and goblins were too weak for these adventurers to look down on, but in fact, there was a third trouble, a real big trouble that made the dwarven town cloudy. Wandering the surrounding tunnels is also a terrifying mad predator, the giant monster "Shark Lizardmon", which is said to have been used by magicians in ancient times to mix crocodiles and armadillos. It lurks underground, roaming around, preying on any living creature, and it is difficult for the dwarves to hunt it down except for its bite. To this day, the dwarven town has not been eaten up for two reasons, the "shark lizard" is not particularly strong and cannot be killed in the city, and it does not like to eat dwarven flesh...... Although its low IQ allowed it to realize what it had killed after killing the miners.

If the dwarven guards still have a way to deal with the small number of blind harpies, and there is a way to deal with the wolf cavalry who rely on surprise attacks to win, then the "shark lizardmon" is completely beyond the range of the guards.

The captain of the guard stared at the ranger in front of him with a look of please.

No, I won't help!—the ranger raised his hand in refusal, and almost died from the warhammer of the guard.

At this moment, the passer-by faced dwarf ran up and shouted, "Captain of the Guard, we have just confirmed that the cave people, the wolf cavalry, and the shark lizards are all dead!"

The captain of the guard was very excited, and with a kind of "real men will not boast, but will only prove their bravery with practical actions, it is the old man who blamed you before, and thought that you were just a group of lucky garbage" stared at the ranger with hot eyes, and the ranger was full of "Is this okay?" and then was drunk under the table by a new round of celebration feast.

No one is stupid these days.

The original Harpy and the powder magazine exploded**, and the dwarven guard captain vaguely guessed that eighty percent of it was done by others, and "Hao Wangwan" also knew that eighty percent of it was done by the "Golden Crown". But what's the matter with the triple kill of the cavemen, the wolf cavalry, and the shark lizard?

A magical story:

When the harpy herd took off, the wolf cavalry carefully hid in the shade of the bushes as usual, intending to avoid the seductive hunters in the sky, but they actually saw a red dragon! No matter how old they were, a real dragon was a real dragon, and they scared these wolves and directly carried the goblins to dig holes in the same place and hide in the tunnels.

The sudden digging of the cave made the cave people who were originally super auditory and impossible to be attacked by any force full of confusion, hell, airborne wolf cavalry?

There seems to be no other option than to fight on the spot, the wolf cavalry and the cave people killed in the dark, originally they were all playing guerrilla warfare, but the wolf cavalry was blocked at the end of the tunnel and had no way to escape, and the cave people were very slow on their legs and feet, and they would die faster if they turned around and fled. The huge fighting movement attracted the shark lizard beasts roaming nearby.

Wow!

The big-mouthed monster sprang out of the ground and pounced on it with a fierce bite!

Originally, the Shark Lizard also played guerrilla tactics, but after biting a wolf cavalry to death, he suddenly realized - oh yes, the wolf meat and goblin meat are quite fresh. So none of the three forces would flee or have no way out.

The last thing left was the bruised Sharkmon, which accidentally ate the poisonous weed that the goblin was carrying, was nearing death, and was completely crushed to death by the tunnel collapse. By the way, the collapse was caused by the vibration caused by the red dragon when it landed in order to intercept the fleeing paladin.

The wanderer was already drunk, and his mouth was muttering, "...... Is that okay?"

If it were to be replaced by another adventurer team, they might be able to clarify the facts to the dwarves in a serious way, but "Hao Wangwan" would rather drink to death than give up the achievements in hand. Now, the wanderer's mind is full of thoughts about how to escape from the overheated drinking feast with these achievements.

Unexpectedly, the captain of the guard patted the wanderer on the shoulder and apologized earnestly, "I'm sorry, boy. It's the old man's clumsiness, and at first I thought you were also untrustworthy Terran scum with ill intentions, but in fact, ......"

After a pause,

"Actually, we hid the wanted "gravel spirits". Now, there is nothing to watch out for, and after this cup, we are friends forever!"

Awesome - the wanderer was pleasantly surprised to find "Gravel Spirits" on this trip, and he was happy to do it, and then fell unconscious.

As for how the warrior of "Hao Wangwan" used perseverance to drive his shaky body, threw four drunken companions and five drunken "gravel spirit" dwarves who had secretly attended several drinking feasts into a minecart, pushed out the dwarven town, and fought off hungry wolves and scattered goblins with torches, covered in blood and thorns, and asked for help from a passing carriage with good words...... That's another story.