After transporting the coffin, the dragon's skull, historical documents, the Calamity Record Book, and some of the treasured weapons onto the magic airship, we were relieved, and we commanded the men to move the boulders to block the entrance to the mausoleum, and then filled the ravines with mounds of earth, so that the trip was finally completed.

The trip was very rewarding, except for the coffin, historical documents, and the calamity record book, all other items were in my possession.

When the dragon's skull is shown to the family, it is not known how they will behave.

Is it shocking? Or is it questioning? Or is it exciting?

I'll see.

In addition to the treasures I carried, there should be a lot of puppet knights in the mausoleum, but because I have the blood of the Fred family, I can't activate the puppet knights, so naturally I can't find where they are hiding.

Therefore, the task of finding and bringing back the puppet knights is left to those outsiders who are strong in martial arts and have no Fired bloodline.

The first stop of the magic airship is not Castle Vechie, but Yorkhan.

In the name of Master Dewey, I once again invited Simmons Locke to the airship.

This time, he did not bring an escort, but came alone in light clothes.

Sitting across from each other in the room, I picked up the teapot and poured him a cup.

The overflowing fragrance of tea wafted into Simmons Locke's nose, he took a deep breath, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and couldn't help but praise: "Good tea, this is the new tea in Moonlight City, right?" ”

"You're really a connoisseur, you can tell it when you taste it," I complimented, "This is indeed a new tea from Moonlight City, and before it has time to circulate in the market, I have already purchased one-third of it, and the remaining two-thirds will probably be on the market at the beginning of next month." ”

Simmons Locke laughed, "According to what you say, I'm still quite a mouthful." ”

"Where is this, you are my uncle, we are all a family, this is the beginning of the mouth, and there will be many good things in the future."

"With your words, I'll wait and see" He picked up the teacup again, poured a small sip, smashed his mouth, shook his head and said: "I'm still not used to drinking tea, is there any wine?" ”

"Yes, of course!" I got up and took out all sorts of liquor from the cupboard, wine, rum, whiskey, cider and so on.

Simmons Locke glanced at the wine, shook his head, and said, "The top wine, even I don't drink it often, but after all, I have drunk it, so forget it this time, huh...... This wine looks beautiful, but where is it made? ”

"This is a limited-edition liquor called Whiskey, a specialty of Dasai City."

With that, I took out a new cup, uncorked it, and poured it in slowly.

The amber liquor slowly flows into the glass, splashing a few transparent droplets, clinging to the wall of the glass, looking closely like a brown gem that adorns the wall of the glass.

The burnt aroma of the aroma penetrated into my nose before the syrup was full, stimulating my sense of smell.

Not only me, but Simmons Locke, who was sitting across from me, swallowed hard.

When he had filled his glass, Simmons Locke eagerly picked up the glass, sniffed it under his nose, let out a comfortable moan, and then took a sip of it close to his lips.

In an instant, an excited look bloomed on Simmons Locke's face.

As a city lord, especially a serious city lord, such an expression is very bad.

But what does this have to do with Simmons Rock at this moment?

Sitting in front of him, I am his future nephew and son-in-law, belonging to his own family, some gaffes, even if his own family knows, what does it matter?

Anyway, they are all grasshoppers on a rope, which can be described as both losses and prosperity, and who will choose to self-destruct until the last resort?

So Simmons Locke had no scruples, gulped down whiskey, and drained three bottles in one go, his face a little red.

He took a break and looked at me, who had drunk as much as he did, and was a little puzzled: "You drink so well?" Not even drunk at all? ”

I smiled wryly: "It's not that I drink well, but because of some special reasons, wine doesn't work for me." ”

"You're so pitiful," he sighed, as he drank all the wine in his glass, "I can't even get drunk." ”

"Who's to say it's not" pursed my lips, and I felt a little sentimental.

Sometimes a hangover is also a way to relieve stress, but I can't enjoy it.

Maybe I drank a little too much, and Simmons Locke started telling me about Yorkham.

"I hate that sinister old fellow Carter Horton" Simmons Locke shook his glass, half a glass of coffee-colored liquor washing the inner walls of the glass like a wave, "But I have to make an alliance with that old fellow, you know, hiccup, why?" ”

I shook my head: "I don't know. ”

"Because for me, Dasai City is a bigger threat!" His voice suddenly increased, startling me.

Then, he took a break again, squinted, glanced at me, and said, "That father-in-law of yours...... He's very powerful, but what scares me even more is the old duke of the orc clan, that old man, he's a monster! Not only is the use of soldiers strong, but the strength is even more exaggerated! My father, who had and Carter Houghton's father, gathered 20 million adventurers to wage war against Dasai City, and at that time, our army had already wrapped your father-in-law, his father, and their army into rice dumplings, but as a result, the hundreds of thousands of adventurers led by the old duke were torn apart! It is a shame and a nightmare to snatch their father and son, and to catch us off guard by the way! ”

He poured half a glass of wine into his mouth, and I hurriedly poured him another full glass.

Simmons Locke continued: "In that battle, we killed more than 100,000 people, but lost nearly a million! Since then, we haven't had a single major battle with Dasai, and I'd rather stay where we are unless the old duke is dead!" ”

"But I've heard from the High Priestess that a great war is about to come in the Zephyr Continent."

"Oh, the high priest you are talking about, is that old woman who has lived for an unknown number of years," he paused, and said, "Her prophecy has some basis, and it is also very accurate, so is the old duke going to die soon?" ”

"I think your expectations may have been disappointed, the High Priestess did not say that the old duke would die."

"Didn't you say that?" Simmons Locke looked at the wine syrup in the cup and said slowly: "Since you didn't say it, then you may or may not die, if the old duke dies, this war may be started by me, if he doesn't die, then who will start this war?" Carter Horton? ”

Speaking of this, he sneered: "How could that sinister guy who has always only taken advantage and refused to suffer losses take the initiative to start a war? ”

(End of chapter)