Volume 1 The Storm Rises Chapter 161 Epilogue The Fourth Update

The Book of Rubick was busily turning over the sizzling rabbit meat, using magic to gently hold up the right amount of salt and sprinkle it evenly on the slightly browned rabbit meat. The oil and salt come into contact with an incredible reaction, and the natural aroma is activated in an instant with the power of fire, which is the advantage of controlling the heat and bringing out the most delicious ingredients.

"You look like you're out of a refugee camp, and Brauney doesn't care about you, a lot of people are so reckless. If you have an accident, what should Ivan do and that devil uh, wouldn't Sister Angelina have to be widowed, although women are thirty like wolves and forty like tigers, as long as you have one drop, you can't be cowardly, men can't say cowardice"

The black-haired and gray-faced man was the tavernkeeper, and Sean didn't know what he had been through, covered in tiny wounds and messy hair, a bit like his wandering days in Hinterland. However, there is no living space for wanderers here, and furthermore, this is the end of the fighting, and there is no need to pretend to be like this.

"Ugh"

I don't know where to start, the tavern owner hurried to the corroded land, thinking that he had taken a shortcut, but he didn't think that it was a road full of thorns. Not only did he not arrive in advance to corrosively remind Sean that someone was coming to attack him, but when he arrived, the group of guys had already been wiped out, and what he did seemed to be a little redundant.

"Don't talk about it, don't talk about that, I wanted to remind you, by the way, to see the condition of your injuries. But I never thought that you would end so quickly, and I didn't have the time to make a move. ”

"That's okay," Sean said, looking very happy, and asked the Book of Rubick to bring the roast rabbit, he hadn't had a nice meal with someone he knew in a long time, even if the person he dined with was a man. Pointing to the bubbling rabbit meat, Sean tore off a rabbit leg and handed it to the tavern owner despite the hot hand, urging and said, "Eat, eat, let's see how we earn, if we can beat Adam." ”

"Ahh

"Hiss"

"Haha, you eat slowly, why do you make it like that beard, don't worry."

Saying that, Sean also tore off a rabbit leg, which was a little hot, but he could better appreciate the original umami. Although the only seasoning is salt, it is a perfect match for this naturally grown, pollution-free rabbit meat.

"Calder didn't get the rabbit meat from when he made this place, and he didn't want to eat it by magic."

The tavernkeeper chewed on the rabbit meat and said vaguely, "Maybe it's like the messenger shop, maybe it's all hatched from monster eggs." ”

"Maybe, eat, eat, come and hold this half,"

It didn't take long for the small rabbit meat to be eaten by the two of them, touching their stomachs and lying down and looking at the sky.

Unlike the surrounding Mi

The smell of blood, the sky is always so blue and spotless.

Unbeknownst to the tavernkeeper in the casual conversation, he had spoken of one of the cores of the Mystical Place.

Like the Messenger who does not know the history but exists in the camp, it is better to say that the whole battlefield, all the creatures in the mysterious land, are hatched from different eggs.

Calder's family didn't have a livestock yard as Sean had guessed, he was just an ordinary wholesaler of monster eggs.

Small talk is small talk, and it doesn't have a big impact.

But if the person behind the scenes is secretly watching the conversation between the two somewhere, and is also being talked about confidential things, it is different.

Calder, who was staring at the two of them through the water curtain in the starry sky, bit his fingers, a little depressed that he had discovered a secret, or that this was just an easter egg, an easter egg that he had secretly set up when he established the battlefield.

Easter eggs are used to be discovered, and in Calder's vision, they should be discovered after many difficulties, not inexplicably found in small talk.

It makes him feel depressed, something that is well designed, but overlooked.

The last mysterious place, the last time it remains, this mysterious place will disappear.

There is no need to use Calder's good excuses, Sean has already helped him solve most of them, and the rest are almost his own people.

After deliberating, Calder was confident that they would choose the best option, and all that remained was to wait for the time to start flowing and select the final five.

"Sean Master"

"What's the matter, the Book of Rubick."

How can you not have a glass of after-dinner wine when you are full, and the Book of Rubick dragged two shiny bottles and handed them to Sean.

"When Chrystian was counting his inventory, he found two bottles of wine, so he asked us to bring them to you."

Uncorked the bottle, and suddenly a rich aroma of wine popped out, dispelling the diffuse smell of blood.

"It feels good."

Handing the boss a bottle, Sean couldn't help but clink glasses, this was the first time he had drunk in his life.

Some of them were eager to try, he used to wash dishes at Peter's Good Time Tavern, and every night he took a cup of ale in exchange for a story, but he couldn't taste it, and he was a little suffocated for a long time.

"Look, I still look like a child?"

"Uh" watched Sean compare his height, a little taller than the last time I saw him, the face of the young man, the height of the adult somewhat deceptively concealed that Sean was only eight years old. However, Sean's excited mood, the tavern owner was a little reluctant to stop him, and held the wine bottle and touched Sean lightly, "It's good wine." ”

The entrance is silky and lacks a spicy feeling. The tavernkeeper didn't know

Who is the Chrystian mentioned in the book, but with the bottle of wine he took out, the tavern owner understands that this guy is not simple, and the wine that spends a long time will eliminate that hot feeling.

Not only is the wine good, but we can't ignore the long years spent on this wine. The best wine at Peter's Good Γ‰lement Tavern is hard to beat.

Savoring it slowly, Sean made a cooing sound, and drank a bottle of wine like a cow.

"The strength of this wine is a little worse, and it feels like juice without the smell of wine."

"Hahaha, this is a good wine, what kind of taste can you taste when you drink it like this."

"yes, too"

Touching his head, Sean couldn't help but glance at the wine bottle in the boss's hand, it seemed that the boss just took a sip, the wine, it's quite a lot.

"Here you go, drink less."

"Okay"

I took the bottle and smelled the wine, although the wine was fragrant, why was the wine so light when I entered it?

This is also the reason why Sean wants to try it again, feeling that this is empty, but it is a soft bone inside.

"How many people are left?"

"On our side, you should know that me, the ogre and the Chrystian, you shouldn't know the Chrystian, he's a bit like my old butler now, it's useful."

"Is this book a part of the three?"

Pointing to the Book of Rubick, the tavernkeeper asked.

"No," Putting the book of rubick behind his waist, Sean felt relieved, there is something to protect his waist, so his heart will not be tense all the time, "This book is my sword, it is a weapon." ”

"That's good. I don't think there are many people here. Erwin, Fred Arnold, Michelle, Brauney, Philtantofo, and of course me, six of them. ”

"Three and six are a bit too much, by the way, the bearded man named Lothar"

"Lothar"

The tavernkeeper fell into deep thought.

That's right, there was one person in the camp who wasn't counted, and that was Lothar. Those who were contaminated with black matter and recuperated in the camp have been excluded, and there is no place for them in the ranks of the victors.

But Lothar is different, the tavern owner who has fought with Lothar knows very well that Lothar is strong.

If the five Elwin are the five strongest people in the camp, then Lothar is the strongest person known to only a few people.

"Okay, even if it's ten people."

Patting the tavern owner on the shoulder, Sean comforted him: "You, me, Chrystian, Ogre and Brauny, let's not just five of us, the one named Lothar will be left to me." ”

"Yes"