"Is this okay?" the little ghost gently pinched the soft wattle in his hand, and motioned for Vina beside him to pay attention to a barbecue restaurant where he was pointing with his left hand.

"Hmm... This shop has been open for a long time... The owner was funny... But you're okay with this... Style..."Vina glanced in the direction the little ghost pointed, a little depressed... I thought to myself that this guy was really pretending to be a saint, and it was impossible for a person to transform so quickly.

Well... It's a tavern to be exact, with a sign depicting a stout dwarven cook holding a draught beer glass, his white teeth baring out and his raunchy beard blowing on his chest.

Vina knows this shop very well, because their owner is the nephew of the former Bates family who worships the bronze hammer, and was adopted by a gray dwarf since he was a child, and has no talent for martial arts and blacksmithing, but he is very good at cooking, and opens a restaurant in the business district of Bezennes.

"Hmm... It's not quite suitable..."The little ghost thought about it carefully, and felt that it was indeed a bit abrupt, this kind of restaurant was similar to the wine shop where the ronin samurai in the country of Oni entertained after the mission, and it was not suitable for dating.

"This boss is really fun, and it's not bad... Check it out. Vena saw that the little ghost was a little lost, hesitated for a moment, opened her mouth to comfort, and without waiting for the little ghost to respond, she pulled him directly towards the tavern.

"Eh...?!" Vina's tugging was a little sudden, and the little ghost was completely defenseless, so he could only follow the girl into the tavern.

The tavern is typical of the dwarven style, which reminds the little ghost of the brass hammer that made his own weapons, he still doesn't know what the brass hammer has done, he just thinks that the old dwarf is not in the Bates family, and should be out on a mission.

There were few people in the shop, orange and bright lights sprinkled on the thick crimson floor, a few customers sat scattered around the tall oak counter, and a somewhat thin dwarf was shaking the cocktail in his hand, and laughed twice when he saw Vina.

"Isn't this Vina? you haven't been here in a long time?" the bartending dwarf roared, not as majestic as his elder Copper Hammer, but as loud as his voice.

"It's been a bit busy lately, and you know what a catastrophe your bastard uncle has brought to Victoria. Vina's face didn't change, and she pulled the little ghost to the counter.

"Don't say that... It's my uncle, after all... Although I also admit that guy is a heinous bastard. ”

The dwarven chef at the counter put down his cocktail glass, poured out two crystal-clear glasses and pushed them in front of one of the guests, his expression visibly disgusted as he spoke of the copper hammer.

"So... What do you two drink?" asked Vena.

The little ghost looked at the dwarf carefully, and could see that he was the owner of this bar, and he should wear many hats, and the conversation between Vina and his little ghost just now was in his ears, and he wondered who was the dwarf's uncle mentioned in the conversation?

He didn't even look like a dwarf, his face was a standard human face, and his body could only be considered normal in the human sense, and only his gray beard was beautifully braided and hung down on his chest.

Although the dwarven chef has a loud voice, his words are really very elegant, like a scholar, which is not the same as the dwarf in the impression of the little ghost.

Vina turned her head to look at the little ghost, then at the dwarven cook, raised an eyebrow and didn't speak. She thought to herself that the little ghost should not know what had happened in the past few days, or even the whereabouts of the copper hammer.

The atmosphere was dreary for a while, and the little ghost didn't know what to say, he had never been to this bar before, and Vena beside him was obviously a regular customer here.

The little ghost quietly poked Vina and motioned for Vina to hurry up and order.

Vena looked at the little ghost's expression, and was even more sure that he didn't know anything about these things, and thought for a moment before speaking, "Two glasses of 'Victoria', the most bells and whistles." ”

"Okay. ”

The dwarf is doubting the relationship between the two people in front of him, this purple-haired beauty who doesn't know men and women is obviously a ghost clan, and it seems that her status is not low, but the ghost country has long been shattered, and it should be a ghost warrior who is outcast.

Vina is very familiar to him, and is a frequent visitor to his own place, in fact, not only Vina, but almost all the members of the Guthrask gang from top to bottom frequented this place, and they are willing to give up after drinking the world.

"Looks like I've chosen a great place..."The little ghost looked at Vina with a grin, his handsome face full of inquiring expressions, he had already heard the conversation between Vina and the dwarves full of meaning, and now he finally found the right opportunity to ask.

"Alas... This kind of thing is not suitable for me to say..."Vena took the little ghost's hand, put it to her mouth and kissed it, now there is no one around, she finally has a chance to take revenge after being bullied by the little ghost.

"So what the hell is going on..."

...

"Archduke Nisso... I wonder what you think of my family's proposal?"

Brian sat on his knees, staring at Rhein Nissot, who was meditating across the table, and couldn't help but shudder a little, this sense of oppression belonging to the superior was even greater than that of Brian's father, Mayer Bates.

Rhine Nissot, the contemporary Grand Duke of the Duchy of Nissot, is sixty-three years old this year, but he looks like a man in the prime of life, the years have not left the grooves on his face, and his tower-like body attracts attention.

His eyes were blue-gray, and his hair was like a steel needle, and his appearance was like that of the Polar Ice Bina, a symbol of the high-ranking Frost Samurai, and every Niso bloodline would become this frosty appearance when they reached the epic level.

The Nisol family is said to be of Frost Giant blood, and in fact their homeland is the island of Essland, located on the northwest side of the continent of Sveez, which is a colony of the Frost Giants kingdom of Grantia.

When a group of human slaves could not stand the dark rule of the Elven Court, they fled from the Elven Court, and some of them escaped to the snow-covered Isle of Essland in the simplest wooden boats.

King Ace Groussas of Grandia. He is a child born from the corpse of a powerful Titan who has fallen in the Arctic, and is the first frost giant in the world of Isère, whose strength is comparable to that of the main god.

He has ruled the continent of Grandia since the dawn of time, a land of snow that is home to the Frost Giants, who have established their kingdom here, but there are only a few of them until today, with over a thousand Frost Giants.

Ace Glusas inherited the justice and kindness of the Titans, proclaiming to shelter the petite humans and instilling the blood of the Frost Giants in their fragile bodies.

Humans are really a very amazing race, they have no ability and bloodline of their own, but they can perfectly fuse the bloodlines of any one or even many other races, this special nature is spurned by the elven royal court, which is considered a criminal act of theft.

The humans have lived on Essland Island since then, and even to this day, Essland Island is still a colony of the Kingdom of Grandia, but only in name, and the Frost Giants are clearly not interested in these little ones who are chattering.

The Frost Giants only sheltered them, teaching them knowledge, magic, and martial arts, and for nearly 10,000 years, it was clear that these humans had their own career path, and the Frost Pulse even went straight to the gods.

Later, when the Goddess of Dawn was born and established a great human empire on the continent of Sviser called Herman, it was during the period of lack of manpower that a group of people in the colony of Aceland asked Ace Glusas to say goodbye and left the land that raised them.

The leader of this tribe, Snow Nissot, was made Duke of the Westlands by the Empress of the Herman Empire, Rena Constantine, and has been passed down to this day.

Ace Gluthas still rules the kingdom of Grandia, which is made up of frost giants, and although they don't care about the world, this absolute force that is more terrifying than the dragon has clearly become the biggest backstage of the Duchy of Nisso, which is why the Duchy of Nissau is so strong.

"Old man Meyer means he'll help me conquer the Twenty-Four Duchy and rebuild the Herman Empire?" Rhine replied to Brian after a long time, his voice as cold as the ice and snow of Essland.

Brian shuddered secretly, the kind of person who belonged to the superior in Duke Nisol was too terrifying, and even His Excellency Gargil Fufeng, the supreme worshipper of his own family, did not have this sense of oppression.

It was as if he was not a human, but a powerful, long-lived frost giant, a feeling Brian had only vaguely felt in the body of another member of the family, Anthony Kstasa.

Anthony is an exception, Samuel had a battle with Anthony when he first arrived at the Bates family, but was severely injured by Anthony's sword.

According to Gagil, even he was reluctant to face the mad Anthony, although Brian had only heard of it, but put Anthony in the most dangerous position, and the Grand Duke Nisol in front of him was obviously on the same level as him.

"That's what you mean, I wonder what you think?" replied to Brian's brain, not daring to delay a moment.

"Hahahaha, little Brian, you don't think I'm a brainless from Muru, do you? Don't forget that I grew up watching you!" Archduke Nissel burst out laughing, so frightened that Brian almost fell off his chair, apparently the Grand Duke Niso knew something.

"I don't know what that old guy is plotting with Gagil, I don't have his world-minded cultivation, the surname Niso has been passed down for thousands of years, do you think we are just relying on the blood of the Frost Giant and His Majesty Ace Gluthas?"

Rhein Nissel suddenly became serious, his gaze as dazzling as the reflection on Aceland's snow, and he looked at Brian coldly, almost piercing his soul.

"I don't know anything else, at least Charlie's old lion is not in the right condition, if the huge war machine of Aslan leaves the emperor, it will be equivalent to the flame giant losing the molten core, and it is incapable of fighting. ”

"The Elven Court is also ready to move now, don't think that you Sviser can compete with this ancient country, those long-eared rabbits have ruled this world for tens of thousands of years, what about the ghost clan that was alongside them at the beginning? The country was just destroyed last year, what about the trolls? I don't know which world I was banished to, do you think the Elven Court has fallen? Remember, the emaciated griffin is also bigger than the vulture!"

Grand Duke Nissau was a little emotional at the moment, which was not at all like what he should be when he was usually calm and silent, but Brian had been prepared, and Vane had told Brian all the problems that his father had brought about after his promotion to the epic, which was completely expected.

But then, Archduke Nissau suddenly approached Brian, and a very small voice reached Brian's ears.

"If you don't tell me the truth to this old guy Meyer, I'll have to knock him off!"

That's not to be expected.