Chapter 61: Baa

The three-day wine festival is coming to an end, and the most anticipated sheep race is coming. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Sadly, Alice lost the possibility of winning three titles. Although she was eventually acquitted, due to the social impact of her actions, she was constantly monitored by a large group of dwarven warriors during her time at Ironforge.

Alice was blacklisted, regarded as an undesirable object, and in terms of prestige, she was probably cold (0/6000), and naturally she couldn't participate in the sheep race.

In a camp near the finish line, the competitors make their final preparations in their tents.

Alice was changing clothes for the puppets on the side of the tent, and she showed no emotion at all when she was forbidden to compete, and so far, no creature seemed to be reflected in her eyes - except Loria.

Loria sat between the two of them, counting the gold coins with relish.

Anne was on the other side, keeping the maximum distance from Alice, observing her with a slightly hostile look.

Usually looks elegant and calm, if you laugh, it will also make people feel bright, but it's a **.

Ever since Alice gave Loria a pile of gold coins and gems, and Loria sewed a dress for her doll, the relationship between the two seemed to be in perfect harmony, in Anne's words, like two symbiotic animals.

Between fishing and fishing, Alice chose to fish, and although she still sometimes scanned their clothes with a melting pot's hot eyes, she always restrained herself.

The three of them went their own way, and for a moment the tent was very quiet, in stark contrast to the noise outside.

Loria, who had been in financial crisis, was quite happy at this time, and her purse bulged again. In addition to the profits from the resale of superfluous gizmos, the robbery** and Alice's tribute brought her hundreds of gold coins, and after buying a series of metal ingot materials, she still had more than a thousand gold coins left.

After much hesitation, Loria tossed aside most of the gold coins, picked up one and began to recite the prayer.

"A copper coin is wonderful, a silver coin brings joy, and a gold coin can make you the enemy of the world. Your money is my money, my money is still my money...... Obey the contract, and the guardian spirit of the gold coin will appear here. ā€

A translucent lewd old man suddenly appeared, and Alice glanced at it and continued to look down to dress up the puppet, while Anne thought of him as some kind of dwarf gizmo.

"Master, what can I do for you?" Heroic Spirit Abagun said respectfully, but his eyes were fixed on the gold coins on the ground.

Seeing Abagon's scarlet greedy gaze, Loria hurriedly pounced on the pile of gold coins and shouted, "Look at it again, and send it to Zul Grab!" ā€

Retracting his hungry wolf-like eyes, Abagon, who didn't want to count the wood chips with the trolls, twisted his head to the side with all his might.

Loria, who was holding back the gold coins, continued: "Take these gold coins and do business in Ironforge Castle in a low-key manner. ā€

If you want me to take the gold coins, you should get up, thinking so, Abagun said carefully: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to make an objective profit in a short period of time. ā€

"You have a hundred years to make money slowly, and in a hundred years you can buy weapons, cloth, and food, as long as the weapons are dwarves and the food can be eaten." Loria then instructed.

Hearing this, Abagon, who was a little surprised, repeatedly glanced at the pink-haired Lori, and opened his mouth for a hundred years, as if he was explaining his last words.

"I always feel like you're thinking something bad...... If you dare to embezzle, you will never see even a copper coin for eternity. ā€

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"Loria, is it really okay?"

Looking at the pink-haired Lori with her hands and feet and climbing on the special racing sheep, Anne asked worriedly.

Loria grabbed the hair on the sheep's neck with both hands, and the painful race sheep writhed her body, which made her clench tighter and tighter.

"No problem...... Probably. Loria, who had made up her mind and would squat in the air as soon as the sheep fell, replied.

Anne, who was also a contestant, took the reins freely, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, don't force yourself, give up when you are in danger." ā€

At this moment, the horn of preparation sounded, and the contestants drove the sheep to the starting line. The route of this year's race is nearly 200 kilometers round trip from Ironforge to Karanos, and it will take about six or seven hours for skilled runners to complete it.

There are a number of check-in points along the way, where players will need to collect all their check-in certificates, and the winner will receive a handsome prize money and an elite armed Balaktor goat.

The level of sheep racing is about the same, and the long distance is more testing of the players' allocation of physical strength to the sheep race. It wasn't too crowded in front of the starting line.

The vast majority of them held the reins in one hand and the whip in the other, looking quite comfortable. Of course, there are also differences, such as some people with the most ** expression on their faces, looking at the sky at 45 degrees with their hands on their chests, and not taking others in their eyes; Some people put the whip aside, caressing the goat's back and communicating with it gently, giving a very powerful feeling; Some people, no, a loli crouched on the back of a goat, clutching at the goat's hair, nervous to death.

Recently, the weather has been very good, the sun in the clear blue sky is shining warmly, and the snow all over the mountains is no longer cold, giving people a white and lovely feeling.

The starting line is also the finish line, and a large number of open-air pubs have been set up nearby, where spectators can enjoy a cosy drink of ale or beer, chat and enjoy the joy of predicting the race.

"Second brother, do you think the eldest brother can win?" Brian asked Muradin.

Muradin looked at the silver-haired human girl in the distance surrounded by a group of dwarven warriors, shook her head and sighed, "Who knows, this world is too big. ā€

"yes, the world is too big...... After the Wine Festival, I'm going to leave Ironforge for an adventure. Brian said.

Knowing that his brother had great enthusiasm and curiosity for the unknown, Muradin, as one of the founders and chief member of the Explorers' Guild, Brian was strong enough to face any threat and was not worried.

Muradin nodded in agreement, and just then, the horn sounded for the start of the game.

The runners at the top of the queue waved the reins lightly and directed the sheep to move forward in unison.

Loria, who was at the back of the line, was torn at the moment, hesitating to let go of one hand and swing the whip. Just as the pink-haired Lori finally carefully let go of a hand, there was a burst of people in the front of the team.

It is forbidden to be saddled in sheep racing, and it is enough to throw a poor rider to the side when running, which is also a routine every year.

There was a good-natured laugh in the tavern area, and the Ironforge guards quickly helped the goat losers aside - they could still compete again, but not until everyone else had left.

Seeing this, Loria, who had just picked up the whip, grabbed the wool tightly with both hands again, and the surrounding players had already set off at this time.

"Drive ......" she tried to pronounce the starting slogan she remembered, but the goat did not move.

Clamping the belly of the sheep with both legs, the goat remains motionless.

"Meow!" In a hurry, Loria ordered the goat to move forward in cats, and this time the goat reacted, bleating and continuing to stand on the stake.

Worst! Although the goat seems to understand his own words, he does not understand goat language. The audience also noticed the anomaly and cast their eyes on Loria.

A somewhat embarrassed Loria finally resorted to a last resort, only to see her entire upper body lying on her stomach, her arms around the goat's neck and triggering the chokehold.

"Baa~~~~"

With a strange sound, a certain goat carrying a pink loli came out of the mystery.

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