Chapter 8: Fine Wine
"Myron Village has recently been visited by several wild bands one after another, and the villagers have all moved here because they can't hold it anymore, and Shiluda is one of them."
Dies introduced the woman around him to Garon, and his drooling appearance attracted the frequent attention of the drinkers on the side.
However, the guests were not all in the appearance of Yidis, but more attracted to women.
Although it is only a simple coarse cloth outfit, it is difficult to hide the slender waist and proud peaks.
She lowered her head, and her delicate face showed three points, which made the guests around her warm and dry, and they couldn't wait to get close.
Perhaps noticing the unkind gaze of the drinkers around him, Garon raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
With a loud sound, a layer of fog seemed to cover the three people's tables, and it became extremely blurred.
As for the drinkers who were originally staring at Hilda, they only felt that their brains were groggy and began to drink without a match.
With just one hand, Hilda's eyes lit up.
"Where did we just go?"
Garon said, but asked the girl.
Hiluda pursed her lips and said nothing.
Diess gave her a few looks, but received no response, and couldn't help but be secretly anxious.
"You're not supposed to be a woman in the village, are you?"
Garon stretched out his hand, his index finger tapping lightly on the table,
"Although I haven't come into contact with a few village women, I still know what kind of people can be born in that environment."
Speaking of this, Garon glared at Dees, who was not too smart, but he was not so stupid as to lose his judgment.
A person like him who uses his life to earn a living, if he is careless, he may not see the sun tomorrow, and it is precisely because he is tired of this way of living that he hopes that the future life can be simpler.
But now, things seem to be moving in the opposite direction as expected.
Heluda's fingers were intertwined, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke.
"Like you said, I'm not a villager in Myron, I'm just staying in that place for the time being.
My true hometown is in the Northland, a place covered in wind and snow all year round.
I used to want to spend my whole life protecting it, and I have been trained accordingly to do so, and if there are no accidents, I should still pray for the blessings of people in my hometown. β
At this point, Hyluda paused.
"It's a pity that I can't do that kind of thing now, my strength is too weak to resist the invasion of foreign enemies, even with the teacher who has been teaching me......"
"If you want to get back to the country. It doesn't make much sense to raise money and gather the tribes now, instead of sitting here and gossiping with us. β
Garon said lightly, recovering the country, that is not a goal that one person can achieve in decades.
Hiluda listened to Garon's words and smiled bitterly.
With that extremely sad expression, even an indifferent man like Diess couldn't help but tremble.
"I can't do it, at least not now."
"And what do you want?" Garon asked,
"When I was still living in my homeland, my teacher told me that the ancestor of the northern kingdom once forged a treasure and that he had the fantastic ability to protect the people of the northern kingdom from calamity.
I thought it was just a myth, and it wasn't until a few days ago that I got the news that it seemed to be. β
Hiluda closed her eyes and took a deep breath,
"Now I have lost my teacher and my hometown.
Everything that has been paid in the past is meaningless, and maybe this is fate.
But at least, I want to retrieve the lost treasure of the ancestors of the Northern Kingdom with my own hands, and this is the only thing I can do now to repay my teacher and hometown. β
"What you lost can't be recovered, so why are you clinging to a treasure?"
Garon said slowly,
"Even if that thing could bring great wealth, it wouldn't resurrect the dead, would it?"
"It's not a matter of wealth," Hiluda shook her head, "but this time I gave up, and I'm afraid I'll spend the rest of my life in remorse." β
Heroda's words silenced Garon,
"I want to try again, try one last time, it doesn't matter if I fail, if I survive then maybe I can live my own life.
For this purpose, I need strength, very strong power. β
Heroda's eyes stared at Garon,
"I still have some gold coins on me, but I don't think you care about those things.
So it's up to you to decide the conditions, as long as you can help me once, and you and I are still alive when it's over, then you can take whatever I have. β
Under Dies's surprised gaze, Hiluda poured herself a full glass of wine and drank it straight down.
The empty cup was placed on the table with a crisp sound, and the girl's stunning face was soon dyed with a touching crimson.
- Two hours later,
Garon held a white tablecloth and wiped the marks on his face.
"Hey, can you still see it?"
"Probably gone."
"What should it mean, to see is to see, to see is to see, to see is to not see, you give me a little serious."
Garon said angrily to the teasing Dees,
As she was leaving, the girl stood up and left an advance deposit on his face, symbolizing the official completion of the transaction.
The above is Diese's statement, Gallon has not yet expressed his opinion, and certainly has not had the opportunity to express any opinion.
It seems that even she can't believe that she would make such a bold move, and the girl runs out without even saying anything to explain, so the rest of the matter can only be discussed by the two men.
"Hey, seriously, it's not interesting at all?" Dees gave a playful look,
"You're really going to get me in trouble."
Garon didn't care about Dies's teasing, after all, he was used to it.
"Hey, hey, hey, such a beauty is also troublesome, can you find me a few?" Dice simply leaned back in his chair, "Anyway, you don't have any other ideas right now, how about you try it?" If it doesn't work, it's good to change it again....."
"Excuse me, I'll do it myself next time."
Dees raised an eyebrow, "Then it's okay this time?" β
Garon didn't answer Diess' words, dropped the naple and turned to it.
"Do you know what she wants?"
"I have a clue, but the details will not be available until tomorrow."
No definite news yet? Garon pondered for a moment, and that was fine, with plenty of time to think about it.
He didn't have much thought about the girl in his heart, just her persistence...... It did tug at one of his nerves.
"Can I try again and live a free life after that? You're really naΓ―ve. β
Garon said slowly, not knowing if he was laughing at himself or the girl.
Pouring a glass of wine into the glass, Garon took a sip, his heart slowly calming down.
"Garon, it seems that you are really interested in her?"
"Huh?"
"She's used that cup, isn't it sweet?"
Diess pouted in the direction of the cup, only to see a bright red lip print clearly visible on the transparent wall of the cup.
β......β
Looking at Garon, who had fled in the wilderness, Dees stood up and stretched,
"Tsk, maybe these two people are really a good match."