The night sky was moonless and starless, and the courtyard was so dark that you could barely see your fingers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The backyard of Djokak's house is not very large, and the wine cellar is converted from a cellar in the backyard, and Djokak has a lantern in his hand, and his figure keeps swinging on the wall of the corridor as he steps.

Perhaps it was the sound of people moving in the courtyard, and the second door of the row of houses opposite was pushed open, and a young woman leaned out of it. She spotted the lantern in Zokak's hand, and called out softly to Zokak: "Hey, Darling, dear Lord Zokak, it's my turn tonight, you've probably gone too far!"

The woman was only draped in a light veil, and the light that came out of the crack in the door illuminated her plump curves.

Djokak was almost frightened by this sudden sound and sat down on the ground, he looked back at the woman angrily, coughed fiercely, and then said: "What time is it?

Obviously, Djokak's position in the family was not the same, and a few angry rebukes caused the woman to shrink back into the room.

At this time, Zhuo Kak said with a little embarrassment: "It's all some village women who don't know etiquette, which makes Jijia magician laugh!"

"Boss Zokak, you are really very authoritative at home! This kind of life is exactly what I yearn for. I said.

Actually, I'm talking from the heart, the tavern owner Zhuo Kak's comfortable life seems to be extremely easy, there is a tavern with good business, and a few obedient wives, living in the extremely comfortable imperial capital, without the slightest pressure of life.

Obviously, Zhuo Kak didn't think so, he felt that I was talking to him politely, and said modestly: "You are a top student of the Royal Academy of Magic, and you will naturally be the new favorite of the imperial nobles in the future, and the supreme glory and those noble ladies will be at your disposal, your life is the life of the real upper nobles, and the life that we commoners yearn for." ”

I followed behind Djokak, and despite the light of the lantern, I walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Suddenly, as if he had tripped over something, he fell to the ground with a 'poof', and I laughed to myself, the obese tavernkeeper had probably drunk a lot of wine in the evening, and his steps were so vain that he had fallen twice along the way.

I walked behind him, naturally I couldn't ignore him, the horse lantern in his hand rolled out of the distance, 'poof' went out with a sound, disappeared into the darkness, where did I have the patience to grope for the horse lantern, the mouth gently chanted the spell, the four stone drum totems were summoned, four stone drum totems of different colors surrounded me, different turns, my body was suddenly illuminated.

I stepped forward and helped Djokak, who had fallen badly, to see that he had fallen hard from this free earthen plane, and his entire chest was covered with dust, and his hands and the left side of his face were in close contact with the ground, and blood oozed from his gray face.

He moaned softly, looking very painful, and I hurriedly performed a 'hydrotherapy' on him, but in an instant a white light appeared around him, and disappeared in the crisp bell of 'rustling', and I saw the tavern keeper Zokak snort in pain, and then quickly stood up from the ground.

"Oh my God, thank you Lady Liberty!" he quickly made a prayer motion on his chest, and then realized that it was not the temple priest who saved him, but a magician, and immediately said with some embarrassment, "Hey, thank you to the god of water magic, Eva." ”

I saw clearly that it was not the uneven ground that tripped Chokak when it had fallen, but that there was a dwarf lying in the backyard of his house, and this dwarf was lying in the yard and sleeping, as if he had almost nothing but a shabby leather armor and dusty linen trousers, barefoot, unkempt, long beard and braids, and was full of alcohol.

Djokak walked back with a lantern and saw the dwarf lying on the ground without any surprise.

He just walked up and kicked the dwarf in the ass fiercely, and scolded: "You rotten drunkard, I will feed you and drink for you a day, and you will lie in the yard and harm me, roll to the side and fall asleep, and if you trip me again, I will drive you into the street!"

The dwarf who was lying on the ground and was asleep, was reminded by the kick of Zhuokak, "Oops", sat up from the ground with a blank face, and muttered with a drunken face: "It's not dawn yet, it's not time to work, Master Zhuokak, you can't disturb a dwarf's hearty dream, this is God's greatest gift to a wandering dwarf, I am dreaming of drinking with my old friends in the Black Iron Castle!"

The tavern keeper Zokak yelled at the dwarf with disgust: "Get out of here and open the cellar door!"

The dwarf rose from the ground and argued with a red face, "Master Djokak, do you suspect that I have stolen the ale from the cellar? ”

The tavern keeper Zokak sneered and said, "You, what else do you have besides drinking? You can let the wife of your dead friend support you, what else can't you do?"

The dwarf clenched his fists in anger and raised his voice in discourse, "Lord Djokak, you're insulting a dwarf!"

I was secretly on guard, fearing that the drunken dwarf, who had quarreled and became enraged, would smash Djokak in the face with a single punch.

The tavern keeper, Chokak, was probably used to scolding, and said unceremoniously: "You can be considered a dwarf? The other dwarves are master craftsmen, and the worst dwarves also have a good blacksmithing skill, but what do you do, what will you do besides drinking? If you think I insult you, then you can get out of my house now, and see where you can be like me, and give you such a waste of ale to drink every day!" Give me the key to the cellar and you can pack your bags and roll, by the way, I almost forgot, you don't have any luggage at all. ”

The dwarf turned purple with anger, but he still held back and didn't make a move.

I've heard that dwarves have a temper tantrum that ignites a fire, but I didn't expect this dwarf to lose even the last bit of temper.

Seeing the dwarf's bewildered look, Djokak's arrogance became even more arrogant, he tilted his face, put his hand on the dwarf's forehead, and said fiercely: "When you go, don't forget to take your friend's wife Eve with you." She also smiles at every guest in the front tavern, so that you can take a free sip of ale every day. ”

The tavern keeper Chokak crossed his waist with one hand, and said with a big belly: "I don't understand, she has been sleeping with me for half a year, and she has taken the wrong medicine recently, and she actually let the lady come." ”

I stood aside and found out that I had accidentally discovered Eve's background, and she was inextricably linked to the drunkard dwarf in front of me.

A dwarf who doesn't know how to blacksmith?

Didn't the dwarves live in the blacksmith shop from birth? And what does it mean that there are dwarves who are not craftsmen? Only dwarven warriors who have been trained since childhood do not know any blacksmith skills......

I was guessing wildly, and I heard Zhuo Kak say: "Originally, I wanted to persuade her, but now I have changed my mind, in the slave market in the imperial capital, there are young and beautiful slaves, I have already decided, I will buy two tomorrow to come back, instead of wasting so much ale to feed you, it is better to buy two slaves directly and come back, when the time comes, I only need to give her two mouthfuls of food, and I can work hard for my lord!"

I stood aside, not angry at Zouk's face, and my heart was very calm at the moment, and I wondered: what does that woman Eve want?

Watching the ragged dwarf depart in despair, I was in no mood to visit the tavernkeeper's cellar of Chokak.

Originally, I was just trying to create some opportunities for Eve and Yerkis to be alone, but now it seems that I have stepped into Eve's life and discovered some little stories of her own, which have piqued my curiosity.

This may be the last barrel of golden cider for the tavernkeeper Zokak, if it is as I expected.

Standing in front of the cellar door of the wine cellar, Zokak rubbed his hands, the joy on his face revealed the expression of a philistine that only a merchant can have, those silver silver bells seemed to have confused his heart, I have seen some guys who have been corrupted by money, that kind of face is the same as his current expression, he saw me like magic, dragged a large barrel of golden cider from the magic waist bag, and then reluctantly took out a bag of gold coins from his arms, and handed it to me with great difficulty.

When I took the bag of gold coins, Boss Zokak was ruthless, and closed his eyes several times before he ruthlessly let go of his hand.

Then I turned to look in the direction where the dwarf had disappeared, and then said to Djokak absent-mindedly, "I suddenly remembered that I still have some urgent things to do, and I'm sorry that I can't visit your cellar, but I still want to remind you that due to the quality of the wine, this barrel of wine should be stored in the cellar as soon as possible!"

Behind him, there was a confused call from Djokak: "Wizard Jiga...... Where are you going in such a hurry......"

I didn't pay any attention to it, the four stone drum totems like horse lanterns were extinguished, and I walked out of the small courtyard of Djokak in the direction the dwarf had left, only to find that I had actually come to a street behind.

The street may not look so clean, the garbage bins are full of garbage, maybe someone will come and clean it up tomorrow morning, but now it smells of sour rot, like vomit in the stomachs of drinkers.

The ditch of sewage seems to have not been cleaned for a long time, and the muddy water with a layer of grease has overflowed the bluestone slab on the side of the street, and the frog, which has been covered with oil, jumped into the ditch with a 'poof' after hearing the abnormal noise.

The dwarf was huddled next to the garbage bin in the corner, looking as pitiful as he looked!

I walked over slowly, squatted in front of him, took out a bottle of golden cider with a thin neck and round belly from my magic waist bag, put it in front of him, and then said to him: "Take a sip, maybe the mood will be better, I was very interested in your past, I don't know if you would like to tell me!"

The dwarf's eyes were still bloody with anger, and he looked up blankly, first seeing the bottle of wine in front of him, and then a wave appeared in his eyes.

His eyes regained a hint of clarity, and he said to me: "I have nothing, I don't know any craftsman's craft, I can't strike iron, I have never touched a blacksmith's hammer in my life, and I am not a mercenary, an adventurer, maybe I was a long time ago, but look here......"

He untied the tattered leather armor of his upper body, revealing his strong chest to show me, there was a dark red scar from the left shoulder to the right rib, almost the entire body of his body, this scar was much deeper than the scar on Karantso's chest, I knew what he meant, such a deep scar showed that his tendons had been injured, then his current physical condition was probably not as good as that of an ordinary person.

The dwarf smiled miserably, "Are you still willing to invite me to drink?"

"Of course, but I mind this place, maybe we can sit in the park!" I pointed to a tiny little park not far away, where there seemed to be only a little gardening and a few benches with paint off.

It was noticeably much cleaner, and I sat the dwarf on the bench, and he carefully dusted off his dust before sitting up.

I heard the gurgling in his lower abdomen, and I guessed he probably hadn't eaten much at night, and he must be hungry now.

When I saw a simple mobile snack stall selling fried potatoes and fried fish under the street lamp not far away, I ran over with light steps, asked for one fried fish and two fried potatoes, and asked the stall owner to squeeze some mustard, the dwarves' favorite food, and brought back a full paper bag of food and stuffed it into the dwarves' arms.

"Drinking, how can you do without something to drink, but it's a pity that such a good golden cider would be better if there was some smoked fish or barbecue. I sat next to him, with my head in my hands, looking at the dark night sky, and said to him.

It's been a few days since I've opened the defensive circle, and I haven't seen a sky full of sparks.

The dwarf saw that I had something to say to him, and said very directly: "If there is any problem, just say it, I will not hide what I can say, after all, there is no secret to me, I am afraid that you want to know about you, I don't know anything, and I have wasted your meal." ”

"Tell me your story, maybe it's going to be long, then I want to know, when did you meet Eve's husband, I want to know that person!" I said to the dwarf with all seriousness as I looked into the dwarf's eyes.