Chapter 33 Drinking Together, Gossiping Together

readx;?ā€œ How's that! Come less! I didn't drink much!! Lothar held her glass and jumped unconvinced. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 He staggered his head, turned to Simon, and said, "How long has it been?" How long have you known? Every time we come to Karazan, it's just the two of us who do it. I'm telling you, Ryan! I see that you are tired of watching, and today there is finally a pleasing person to join in, although ...... It's not Mad, but it's ...... What a ......," he put three fingers in front of his eyes and smiled silly. "It's three people, isn't it? Hey...... Well, no, how come it's four? Five? ā€

Ryan smiled helplessly: "I said you drank too much." ā€

"Not much! Not much at all! Lothar muttered unconvinced, but her body softened honestly. The voice gradually lowered. "If only Talia had come. She used to love playing with us the most, but it's not cute when she grows up. I don't know what Lordaeron taught her, but tomorrow I'm going to ask Tyrenus where my lovely sister is......"

Seeing that Lothar had completely stopped cooking, Simon's eyes widened and he looked at the wine glass in his hand.

Obviously, he didn't drink less than Lothar, so he didn't feel it at all. Knowing that this wine is so powerful, should he also think about what to do if he drinks such a meaningful philosophy of life.

Ryan pulled out the thin blanket from under his body, ready to cover Lothar, who was momentarily unconscious.

Sylvie on the side hurriedly took it. "I'll do it." She helped Lothar cover the blanket with her hands and feet, as skillfully as a journeyman who took care of the drunk all year round. After tucking the quilt for Lothar, she threw a few handfuls of firewood into the campfire to make the fire even stronger.

"You're a good drinker!" Ryan, who had his hands free, turned to Simon and said.

"Huh?" It took a long time to realize that Ryan was talking to him, and Simon woke up. He smiled dryly, "What's the ...... How can there be ......?"

Ryan sprinkled some spice on the chicken wings in his hand and handed them to him. "Would you like to try this?"

This night-time stall feel...... Are you really a prince? Well, the chicken wings are delicious, and if you don't open a barbecue restaurant for the prince, I promise you that your business will be good.

Simon munched on chicken wings and complained so much that he didn't understand what Ryan had said until his brain slowed down for half a beat.

"It made you smile today. Don't you think it's a little weird that I'm like Lothar? ā€

Ryan seemed ready to rest for a while, and he sat down next to Simon, sipping a glass of wine and whispering.

"Hah...... It was a bit of a surprise. Simon said frankly.

Ryan smiled. "You can't do that in the palace. And I usually don't stay overnight at Lothar's house. So, only a few of us have the opportunity to play barbecue here every time we come to Karazan. Anyway, Karazan has a magic system, and even if we set it on fire, it won't fail to burn. ā€

Simon actually understands a lot, isn't it just like their classmates who like to organize spring outings and barbecues? It's just that Ryan's identity is a little special. But aside from that identity, he really can't see Ryan in front of him as the heroes of Yamaguchiyama's memories, after all, in Simon's eyes now, they are just peers who may be a few years younger than him.

Ryan continued. "But since Thalia went to Lordaeron, we've only had three of us."

His voice was not loud, but his words were full of nostalgia. Simon listened to him attentively, and no one noticed, and Sylvie's hands shook as if they were on fire.

"And the last time Mad's sober time was like today, the three of us were camping......"

Simon blinked and hesitated for a second before putting down the chicken wings in his hand. "At that time, what happened?"

Ryan glanced at Lothar, who was asleep on one side, and looked up at the white lady in the sky. "That time, the three of us went to the Valley of Thorns together. Despite his youth, Maider had already mastered most of the magic instilled in him by the Guardians. Lothar and I, although not as strong as him, have no problem protecting themselves. And although there are many trolls in the Valley of Thorns, the royal survey department is not idle. We have long planned a safe route that will not meet a large army. ā€

"Oh." Simon nodded.

Also, after all, he is the prince of a country, the guardian, and the son of a great nobleman. Even if such a top-level second-generation official has to be trained, the official has to control the risk factor within a safe enough range.

"We all know it in our hearts, but after all, we were younger and more vigorous than we are now, and we want to test our abilities." With a reminiscing smile on his face, Ryan continued, "I don't dare to go too far from the safe route on the surface, but if we encounter a troll, we will definitely not let it go." ā€

Smoothly...... It went so well.

So much so that they really thought that this experience was an easy journey.

So, they lit a bonfire and laughed. Deliberately grilling food with a big grin, allowing the aroma to spread through the jungle.

They brought in troll hunters, a few more than they expected, but they didn't think it was a problem at all - after all, they were very strong and had more life-saving scroll items in their pockets.

It's just that they never imagined that the strongest Madde would go wrong.

Ryan closed his eyes, and it was as vivid as yesterday's events.

There was a rustle of the jungle around them, something was moving! The three of them immediately stopped their hand movements. Lothar slowly bent down and drew the greatsword at his feet, he stood up alertly, drew a double-sided axe from behind the tree, and motioned with his eyes for Lothar to scout on that side, and motioned for Mediven to take charge of the other side. Medivan walked slowly towards the periphery, not taking anything, and it was clear that Medivan was the strongest of the three at that time.

Ryan walked cautiously but firmly to the other side of the camp - where he thought the attacker was hiding, then raised his axe and slammed it out.

The attacker was forced to jump out of his hiding place. This monster is half as tall as they are,

It was a troll, what appeared to be a type of jungle troll, his skin dark blue in the moonlight, and gray cockscomb-like hair running from his forehead to his neck. His fangs protruded from his chin and stretched down in a slender arc like an ivory. His frustrated facial features are like an extended version of a human being, looking extremely weird, with a string of human bone necklaces hanging on the chest of ****, and the tattoo is also clearly visible, which looks particularly hideous.

The troll let out a battle roar, swinging its spear at Ryan. Ryan tried to retract his weapon, but his previous swing was too hard and he couldn't get it back in a hurry. Thankfully, Lothar charged up to the troll, blocked the blow, and then slashed back; Behind him was Medivan, who was following closely, energy converging at his fingertips.

The troll nimbly dodged backwards, dodging Lothar's attack, followed by another big step back, Ryan's great axe narrowly swept in front of him. The two warriors cooperated with each other, constantly alternating attacks, forcing the trolls to retreat frequently, only parrying and not counterattacking, and the battle circle was getting farther and farther away from the camp, and it seemed that humans had the upper hand.

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