"Humans."

Caesar said that the waitress did not ask this question too much, but in the elegiac game, the characteristics of higher human intelligence and faster thinking gave them a huge advantage, although many elegiac card masters have emerged in the clan, but in the overall game level, there is still a big gap between the clan and the human.

"Okay, wait a minute."

She said as she handed Caesar the water and asked him to sit down, then took out a picture book and prepared to record the new information: "Do you have a grade certification from the association?" I can find you opponents of a similar level on the field. ”

Is this a ladder system......

Last time, I just mentioned it to the person in charge, and it seems that they have completed the content and put it into operation, and it seems that there is something called an association...... Caesar judged to himself, but did not answer.

Seeing this, the waitress with the curled hair nodded as if he understood: "The tavern will select the opponent in the probationary stage for you, please follow our referee......"

At this time, Caesar found that Luna was knocking on his thorn back, and after a brief exchange of psionic energy, he took out the thing that the little guy gave him with his tail, glanced at it, and then handed it to the maid in front of him: "Is this it?" I just forgot. ”

"Epic."

The voice of the waitress has improved slightly, and in the evaluation of the association, the epic is basically a semi-professional elegiac player, most of them are humans, and there are few clans, but I didn't expect this one in front of me to be.

After carefully discerning and recording the emblem in the dragon's claws, she smiled apologetically at Caesar, "Sorry, Mr. Dragon, there are no other epic players visiting the tavern today, so we're matched with the least rival you." ”

"It's okay." Caesar nodded.

“…… Then please follow me. ”

The beautiful maid got up and led Caesar to the sunny hall, the faint smell of wine wafted in the air, she motioned for Caesar to sit down at a large long table for the clan, and she quickened her pace, walked to the side of the other table, and asked in a soft voice:

"Mr. Gulagas, do you want to play a new game? There's an Epic player from a Clan searching for an opponent. ”

"The epic of the clan?"

A voice full of surprise and confusion sounded, and with the movement of the chair, a bald man with a shirtless body and a brown beard on his cheeks stood up and looked curiously at Caesar, who was waiting not far away.

Excessive fat allows this man's waist to compete with that of a dog demon, and Caesar's psionic ability tells him that this man is only thirty years old, but his vigorous beard and fat figure make him look like an old man in his fifties.

"Hello, friend."

Gulagas sat down opposite Caesar with a big grin: "I didn't expect that there would be guys in the Blackwing Clan who could also get the epic level, I thought that the legends and epic levels were exclusive to humans, hey." ”

Caesar took it upon himself to hand over the deck to the referee to inspect before turning back: "Get ready and begin." ”

"Don't worry, friend."

Gulagas raised his glass: "There is no point in a dry game, why don't we add some bets?" Let's stop playing card-picking. If I win, you'll have to treat me to a drink, and if not, I'll ask you. Anyway, the cheapest wine is only three copper cups, no problem, right? ”

"Okay."

Gulagas uses a warrior class, while Caesar uses a new class, Warlock, which was introduced at the same time as the Blackstone Mountain expansion.

"Wyvern, are you exploring a new class? I have to say that this new profession is really a failure of the elegy card, a powerful warlock who relies on the power of the bloodline, and his natural ability in the card game actually becomes to extract his own vitality, which is ridiculous, and the creator of the elegiac card must have a grudge against the warlock. ”

This guy is a talker, and he keeps muttering, "But even if you're exploring a new class, for the sake of good wine, I'm not going to show mercy to you......"

As a result, in less than an hour, he already owed five beers in a row.

Go down in flames.

"How so?"

Gulagas looked at the opponent's shiny Warlock badge, losing five games in a row is actually not a problem, but the problem is that he can't see the hope of victory in every game, the other party seems to be able to see through his own hand, every spell card is just right, and he can't get even the slightest advantage from beginning to end.

"Forget it, Gulagas, let's throw in the towel and don't continue."

He was advised by his companions that they were not natives, that Gulagas was impulsive, reckless, and always drunk, and that there had been countless fights he had provoked in the past, although they had all been resolved without incident. But now it's different from the past, this is the high-pressure Northern Empire, and there is no guy to mess with on the other side.

Ignoring his companions, Gulagas muttered to himself, "Some time ago, I heard from those legendary players that there are too few cards that Warlocks can use at this stage, and the decks they form are basically low-strength and unstable decks...... This is not the way a warlock should behave. ”

"Can you show me your deck?" Gulagas jerked his head up and asked abruptly.

"Whatever you want."

Caesar pushed the neat stack of elegy cards on the black table towards Gulagas, his attention not being there, and at the end of the final round, Luna cast a concealment spell and snuck out of the Elegy Tavern.

Of course, this can't be hidden from Caesar's eyes, who is using psionic energy to keep the little guy safe.

"Blasphemy, Demonic Plans, Horror Slave Owners......"

Gulagas carefully flipped through the decks, and most elegy players saw the decks as their own hard work and were reluctant to make them public, and it wasn't easy for their opponents to give them their own looks, and his frank attitude gave him a lot of good feelings: "It's a very basic match, and besides, I don't have a card with more than eight manas." ”

Gulagas sighed, and while he could write them all down, he couldn't figure out what the deck was great for a short time.

After pondering for a while, he took out a can of home-brewed wine from his pocket and handed it to his opponent: "Hmm...... Wyvern, can you tell us a little bit about how you used this deck? In exchange, I'm willing to send you a jar of 'Midsummer', it tastes ...... I'm sure even your Emperor Majesty will like it. ”

Would I like it too?

Caesar glanced at the fat man in front of him, and when he said this, his eyes shone with unparalleled confidence, and the guy who behaved in this way was either a madman who did not know what to call or a master who was the best in the world.

Caesar, who maintained the appearance of the dragonborn, took it, opened the mouth of the can, and the strong brown wine inside immediately exuded a special aroma, he took a sip, and the spicy and dry disappeared in a flash, mild and mellow and followed - indeed the best of the master's hand.

"It's great." Caesar exclaimed without hesitation, and asked, "There is no such wine in the Northland, from which country did you bring it?" ”

"No country can orchestrate 'midsummer.'" The fat man narrowed his eyes with a smile and said proudly, "It came from Gulagas." ”

He is a master brewer from the south, scavenging for rare brewing ingredients all over Eladia, trying out different recipes, and the purpose of this visit to the North is the same, but somehow he is obsessed with the elegy card again, and he has invested a lot of time and energy in it.

Gulagas denounced the wine of the Northland as "dull, unpalatable and inferior", but because of the elegy, it remained in the place for a long time.

Once, when he was drunk, he held up his glass and said, "Wine and elegy should not be disappointed!" ”

After chatting with Gulagas about winemaking and elegy, the door to the elegiac tavern was pushed open again, Caesar turned his head, and a woman in a black robe and a black hood walked in.