In response to Crassus's inquiry, Chromie just lowered his head, looking a little frustrated: "I'm ashamed, I did make a mistake in the direction of the investigation at first, and even regarded the good guy as a villain, but fortunately, my luck is good, the coyote demigod is also a victim of the black dragon, so we decided to form a victim alliance and take revenge on the black dragon!" ”

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"But even if you want to take revenge on the black dragon, you don't need to mess around with the gnolls, right? I remember that Nozdorm had always adhered to the principle of not interfering in the affairs of mortals, did you want to adjust your old principles? What Crassus really wanted to ask was this, he knew very well that the most promising one among the bronze dragons to become the next dragon king was the Chromie in front of him, so Crassus wanted to know if Cromicus would change the way the bronze dragon acted if he really became the next bronze dragon king.

In fact, now Chromie's behavior is indeed shown in a completely different style of behavior from Nozdorm, she doesn't seem to care about the Bronze Dragon's previous creed of never interfering with mortals, in Crassus's opinion, Chromie has been desperate for revenge against the Black Dragon, she has even become the messenger of the city of Eresaras, so Crassus must confirm Chromie's thoughts, after all, having a Malygos is enough trouble, if Cromie also intends to do the same as Malygos, it will be a real disaster.

"I don't want to make any changes, my father even gave his life to maintain the order of time and space, and I, as his daughter and his heir, how could I oppose his lifelong pursuit?" Chromie shook her head, a little speechless at Crassus's concerns, as far as she had learned from Mnozdor, Nozdom had no less influence over mortals, but he was stealthy and able to travel freely through time, so he was never noticed.

Crassus looked very pleased with Chromie's answer, and he nodded and was about to say something, when he was interrupted by a plate flying in front of him at high speed!

Crassus turned his head, I have to say that the effect of the noise barrier released by Crassus is really good, so Crassus and Chromie are completely ignorant of everything that is happening outside, in fact, during the time when Crassus and Chromie were chatting, the ballroom dancing in the center of the banquet hall had stopped, and the nobles present were lying on the ground with their heads shivering, and the originally elegant wooden antique long table on the side of the banquet hall had been torn down into wood chips and sawdust, as for the culprit, Apparently it's Sangi jumping up and down.

Rewind the clock a bit, Sanki and Eddard were munching on a delicious meal at the table, all of which were carefully prepared by the professional chefs of Violet Castle, a large meal was enough to serve twenty-five hungry strong men, and the perfect combination of various precious ingredients in the food would also produce an effect similar to that of an enhancement potion, theoretically such a large table would be enough to satisfy the appetite of these nobles attending the dinner.

But apparently for the coyote's powerful stomach pouch, enough to feed twenty-five people, they can only be half full, so Sanki and Ed, who were not fully fed, turned their eyes to the wine barrels on the side of the table, these are the best wines that have been treasured for a long time in the underground cellars of Violet Castle, in fact, many archmages are very partial to wine, and their taste is absolutely not enough, these fine wines even nobles may not be able to drink every day.

However, when they were in Eresaras City, Sanki and Ed rarely drank alcohol, after all, the jackals were not good at winemaking, and most of the bars served were low-quality ale mixed with water, and for the coyotes with a keen sense of smell, the smell of this low-quality ale was a very clear sign of rejection, so Ed never knew how bad Sanqi's alcohol consumption was.

Even worse than Sangi's alcohol consumption was Sangi's wine, and when Sanqi drank a small half-barrel of wine in one go, the coyote began to go crazy.

"You're hugging each other...... Hiccup...... Is it dancing? Sanqi looked at the dancing nobles with a confused look in his eyes, and asked loudly while burping.

"Oh my God! These beasts actually spoke! Apparently like Archmage Derlandon, who had been taken aback by Sangi before, the nobles who were indulging in music and dancing around the dance floor were also stunned by Sangi's performance.

And the drunken Sanqi obviously took the surprise of these nobles as a question, and it retorted dissatisfiedly: "Can talk...... Hiccup...... What's so strange? I'll still ...... Hiccup...... Dance too! ”

As he spoke, Sangi stood up, and began to step on the ground alternately with his two hind legs, and said proudly as he jumped...... Hiccup...... How nice it looks to dance...... Hiccup...... It's not that hard to learn! ”

At first, these nobles just thought that Sangi's dance steps were simply clumsy and cute, so they watched the dancing coyote, and they let out a good-natured laugh, which was undoubtedly an affirmation in the eyes of the drunken Sanqi, so Sanqi danced more and more happily, and soon the coyote was no longer satisfied with dancing on the ground, it wanted more people to see its dancing.

Sangi saw that the wooden table where he had just eaten was long and wide, just right for dancing, and he jumped to the table without hesitation, so that the plates, knives and forks, and other utensils that had been placed on the linen tablecloth and were neatly arranged on the table, flew in all directions in Sangi's hands.

As a dependent of a coyote demigod, the coyote is born with quite good strength, and after Sanqi became a warrior, he did not work hard, so his strength is also getting better and better, which can be heard from the terrible whistling sound of Sanqi's casually kicked knives, forks and dinner plates.

Now the nobles no longer dare to look at Sangqi, after all, there have been a few unlucky guys who have been beaten by Sanqi's dance with "hidden weapons" to break their heads and bleed, these well-dressed gentlemen and ladies are not slow to react, they hurriedly lie on the ground, and those "hidden weapons" fly over their heads.