For Nalce, the only reason to come to the banquet seemed to be to come to the king to receive his commission.

Eating a big meal is just a passing.

Now, he's sitting in the corner drinking.

The banquet made him feel quite bored, but he still waited quietly for the banquet to end, and did not have the slightest intention of leaving the table early.

If you ask him why.

He may laugh and tell you that only gold can live up to it.

The atmosphere of the banquet was peaceful and cheerful.

But their heroes are a little left out.

The court ministers didn't bother to look at the heroes, they were busy making friends.

Heroes are not worth mentioning to them.

The only thing worth mentioning is that the wine is good, very good for the taste of Narce.

While he was drinking wine and sighing at the beauty of life, Don Quixote slowly sat down.

"It's just the wine. When he said this, he didn't seem to have much interest in the banquet.

But Narse didn't want to hear him complain at all, and he drank the wine in his glass in one gulp: "It's good, if you don't say it, I thought you were here to collect debts." ”

Hearing this, Don Quixote became crying and laughing: "Oh, I almost forgot about it. ”

Then, he pretended to be serious and said in a serious tone: "Pay back the money." ”

"Listen, are you still talking in human language? Narse's face was full of unhappiness.

He looked up at the king, who was talking happily with Ilulqi, and continued to say to Don Quixote, "Or you will tell him this again." ”

Don Quixote lifted his glass and took a sip of wine, then replied helplessly: "I don't think I'll live long." ”

Compared to Narse and Don Quixote, Tel Aviv is a bit busy.

The people who toasted him one after another, and even the polite words were the same.

However, Tel Aviv still took the trouble to accept them one by one.

Truth be told, he didn't hate the feeling.

His position is somewhat special, although his current position is only a small position with no name.

But he is the best of the young priests, the most qualified to be the next pope at the moment.

Even when he was busy socializing, his eyes never left the direction of Fadra.

At this time, Fadra was surrounded by a group of boys.

They scrambled to invite Fadra to dance together.

Fadra refused one by one, her eyes showing obvious disgust, she didn't have any good feelings for Childe.

To her, they were just a bunch of pigs.

What's wrong with people now, don't they have any aesthetic concept at all, and only this group of worms with no eyes will fall in love with that inexplicable ugly woman.

Tel Aviv thought so in his heart that he couldn't help but laugh.

Fadra glanced at him and said something silently.

Tel Aviv clearly heard her say: "It's disgusting to laugh." ”

He was speechless about this, but he still silently replied: "Brainless witch." ”

The two of them almost got into a fight at the banquet, but fortunately they didn't lose their sanity yet.

Most of the people were enjoying the banquet relaxedly, but at this time, Ilul felt powerless.

The Demon Realm was defeated and the Demon King was destroyed.

Obviously, the land of the Demon Realm is now a tempting piece of cake.

And the demon world is a joint crusade between humans and elves, and the results of the battle should be divided between the two sides.

But the elves advocate peace, and they have no interest in aggression, so the land of the Demon Realm is very chicken for them.

And the arrows made by the elves themselves are nowhere near as good as those made by humans with exquisite industry.

So this is a good opportunity for the elves to exchange the land of the demon realm for the human kingdom's right of way to the elves.

But the human king apparently understood that the land of the Demon Realm was useless to the elves.

He firmly grasped this point and constantly maximized his own interests.

Each of the conditions he put forward was beyond what the elves could accept.

In Ilul's eyes, sitting in front of her was a damn old fox.

Look at the hypocritical smile on the king's face.

Ilul couldn't help but silently complain in her heart, it was better to deal with monsters than to face him.

On the other side, the young couple is enjoying a happy date.

However, López's increasingly shriveled purse did not seem very happy.

The boring banquet gradually came to an end.

Nalse finally got his wish and got the commission, and he also took a few bottles of wine by the way.

The most important thing is not to have money.

He generously rewarded Don Quixote with twenty gold coins.

This made Don Quixote feel like a beggar, and he really took his shamelessness to the extreme.

But Don Quixote didn't care so much, took the gold and left.

If Nelsse knew that López had spent all his living expenses for the next month, I don't know what expression would leak out.

Putting the gold coins away, Narse suddenly remembered that he had something very important to do.

He had to talk to the old blacksmith.

Narse hurried to the blacksmith shop and walked in in a rage.

Staring at the old blacksmith with his eyes.

The old man didn't seem to see him, and he took care of the weapon in his hand.

After a while.

Narse sighed, feeling a little helpless.

When he doesn't exist, it's really hard and soft.

Narse patted the table in front of him, trying to get his attention: "I said old man, you're too dark. ”

The old man was still silent, concentrating on the work in front of him.

Narse was very embarrassed, and his face was a little unbearable.

"How old a person is, and he still sees it like a child. The old man was a little impatient, so he could take care of him.

"What the hell, is he your apprentice or am I your apprentice, how can there be such a big difference in treatment, you will hack me. ”

If he can beat him, Narse will definitely repair him mercilessly.

The old man slammed the unformed weapon: "Nonsense, if you can bring a woman back, there will be as many good swords as you need." ”

Narse's face was a little embarrassed: "You don't understand, how good it is to be single, besides, my father doesn't care about this, you still care." ”

The next moment, dozens of swords rushed towards him at a rapid pace.

"You're sick. Narse roared dissatisfiedly, his body swaying.

The sword skipped past him and slammed into the wall behind him.

The old blacksmith then spoke: "You and your father haven't seen each other for more than ten years, if you are talking nonsense, I will make you a hedgehog." ”

"Old immortal. Narse grumbled discontentedly.

Then he took out the bottles of wine he had just received from the king, opened them, and placed them on the table.

He sat leisurely.

This damn old man is a heavy drinker, and he doesn't think he can resist the temptation of alcohol.

But the old man turned and walked to the innermost part of the shop.

Narse's eyes looked at the old man's back with some doubts, why is the plot a little wrong?

After a while, the old man came out of it again, still holding a modest bottle in his hand.

After he opened the bottle casually, the whole shop was filled with the sweet aroma of wine: "Your broken wine can't enter the eyes of the old man now." ”

"When did you get it, hey, I don't know how to share good things with apprentices, come on, come on, I'll taste it for you first." ”