"Robin, well done!"

Paul frowned at Robin—for a moment, and he didn't know how many times he had licked the wine in his glass. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

“…… Well, Daddy Erro has been hiding these wines, saying he wants to wait for you to come back...... Knowing this, I would have taken two sips when I found out. ”

Robin shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"This wine...... Is it really delicious? ”

Malone raised the glass to his lips and took a sip, then frowned—not for anything else, but because the wine was so sour.

There was a bit of bitterness in the sourness, and Malone really didn't know how this thing could be called "wine", and he didn't understand what these people were excited about here.

"It's not a good wine for you, Sir Lothar, of course, but for us...... Ha! Readily! Elo, give me another drink! ”

The bearded Richard raised the wine glass in his hand, drank it all, and then wiped his beard in a dashing manner, and shouted loudly.

"Phew! There are no doors! Today, I will reward everyone for a hard day, so much for each person, and I don't have any drink? Then go get some water! ”

Elo Eberlock said unceremoniously to his old friend.

"What? How can it be? …… Elo, I know you're still hiding...... Take it out and drink it together, right? ”

The bearded Richard let out a cry of desperation, and then suddenly mysteriously approached Elo Eberlock, muttering to him in a low voice.

"Yes, but ...... Not for you! ”

Elo Eberlock whispered in the bearded Richard's ear - the rest of the wine, he was waiting for his daughter's wedding day to feast on the townspeople!

Although Althea is not very old this year, it is ...... Elo Eberlock glanced at his daughter, who was not far away, with her head down, and a somewhat complicated expression on her face—this girl had spent the night with Sir Lothar the previous night, and had only returned to the town hall this morning; It seems that the day I marry my daughter is not far away!

"Rubles, run!"

In spite of the cheerful sight of the town at night—the men sipping their hard-won wines with cherish, and the women gathering to discuss the interesting events of the day's day—Rubes was not at all happy.

The silvery-white twilight wolf king was running around the town with her tail dragged by little Lori Maria - Maria, who had heard the fairy tale by her pillow for the first time in a month, slept well last night and was in good spirits, so she pulled Rubos to play with her.

Rubos seemed to be accustomed to this, and he could only let Maria drag him around the night town, or climb up and down on it, or even ride it as a horse—the dignified king of the wolves turned into a conscientious wolf nanny.

The dinner ended with laughter - a small half glass of wine was not intoxicating, and most of the townspeople had returned to their homes, while the few fishermen and militiamen of Lakeside Town were still busy in the twilight forest.

They tied torches to the trunks of nearby trees, then cut off the canopies and branches of the giant trees by the light of the fire, and scorched the skins of the torches -- the refugees and militiamen were to work all night in two groups, Marlon ordered that the sooner the canoe was launched, the safer the survivors of the western wilderness.

In the race against time, even if it is a second slower, more innocent people will be killed or injured.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the town at night, the middle of the town was a little quieter - the refugees had little entertainment, and after dinner time, they basically went home to sleep.

"Horse ...... Malone, ...... tonight I went back to the city hall and slept ......."

Althea had been sticking with Marlon since dinner, and it wasn't until the candlelight in the houses in the town began to go out that the girl stammered to Marlon.

"Okay!"

Malone let go of the girl leaning into his arms, stood up from the bench, and handed Althea his hand.

"You...... Aren't you angry? ”

Althea took Marlon's hand and got up, then asked timidly.

"Angry? Why should I be angry? ”

Marlon asked suspiciously as he pulled Althea in the direction of the city hall.

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."

Althea's face flushed - fortunately, it was already dark at night, and Malone could not see this intoxicating style, otherwise he would probably regret the "generous" decision he had just made.

Althea had expected Marlon to let herself go to his bedroom tonight - because today Vera told Althea that the men were in that ...... There are some things that people are ashamed to talk about.

Althea felt that she was not ready to endure the kind of painful things that Sister Vera had said; But she made up her mind that if Malone insisted, she would not resist to the end.

However, Althea was not forced to do anything, Malone just sent her back to the town hall, smiled and said goodnight to her before leaving.

Althea watched Ma Long's back gradually disappear into the darkness, and suddenly felt that her lover was not the same as the man who was "anxious" in the mouth of Sister Vera.

For some reason, Althea was a little happy for such a Ma Long, but she was also a little disappointed - why was Ma Long not so ...... "anxious" in front of him? Don't...... Does he find him unattractive?

Woman, your name is Contradiction!

With such mixed feelings, Althea yawned, turned and walked into the town hall - she had not rested well last night, and had to go to bed early; Sister Vera said...... Staying up late is a woman's biggest natural enemy!

……

The next morning, when Marlon got up from his bed, dressed neatly, tucked the quilt for Maria, who was a little embarrassed to sleep, and tiptoed out of Vera's house, the central square of Night Town was already a busy scene.

Many of the women and children had also risen early to-day, and they were responsible for braiding all the ropes that could be gathered in Nighttown, and tying up the logs that had been laid together, as the fishermen of Lakeside had taught them.

The slender logs were roped, and the militiamen pulled the end of the rope to tie the logs together to form a "board".

Several fishermen from Lakeside Town brought buckets of water, commanded the militiamen to lift the light raft, and then poured the water on top of the raft and observed it carefully.

"Here, here, two more splints -- there's a leak."

An older fisherman pointed to two places on the raft and said aloud - the old man, because his ears are not very good, he always thinks that others cannot hear him clearly, so he is very loud.