Many years later, when Guderian was asked why he had chosen to become a follower of Moriarty in the first place, the Silverbearded Dwarf would first pretend to be deep, and then solemnly replied, "Heroes are heroes, that's all." ”

But every time such a statement was heard by Treeshy, the eldest lady would definitely dismiss it as. In addition to spitting on Guderian's "hypocrisy", Teresch will take the trouble to explain to the person concerned how a dwarf who is accustomed to paying his debts has fallen under the obscenity of gold coins and magical equipment and has become a "lackey" of the villain.

For the slander and slander of Trechy like Chiroro, the powerful silverbearded dwarf did not dare to refute it face to face once, and even laughed embarrassedly in turn. It was only in Trech's absence that Guderian seemed to sigh with great generosity: "Good dwarves don't fight women." ”

After a night of drinking, when he woke up the next day, Guderian felt as if his head had been trampled back and forth a hundred times by a group of galloping centaurs, and the headache after a hangover was as if thousands of little awls were drilling the dwarf's brain shell together.

Taking a deep breath, Guderian stretched out two huge palms and patted his cheeks hard, trying to make himself more conscious. And after a little relief, the memories that had been overwhelmed by the massive amount of alcohol began to bubble up in the dwarves' still somewhat chaotic heads like marquees. And in these images, in addition to the wonderful moments of joyful drinking, there are other fragments that make the dwarves unbearable. One of the things that made Guderian feel most ashamed and unacceptable was the sight of Tereich holding a small wine barrel and turning eighteen glasses with him. Moreover, the dwarf's last memory is frozen in a vague whirlwind of the world and the arrogant laughter of the green-eyed girl.

"The woman started drinking... What a green dragon in the form of a human! Sitting on an unfamiliar bed, Guderian shook his head vigorously, as if to drive the greatest nightmare of his life out of his mind. In the eyes of the dwarves, being by a woman on the wine floor is simply more embarrassing than retreating without a fight on the battlefield.

"Who do you say is the humanoid green dragon?" Suddenly, Tereshi's voice appeared behind Guderian, and the dwarf immediately jumped up in alarm, and hurriedly looked back, only to see the green-eyed girl with her hands on her hips, looking at her angrily, and with a look of disdain: "What a useless fellow! ”

"I... Where is this? ”

The dwarves barely had the courage to look at Treich anymore. For a day and a night, the green-eyed girl seemed to be Guderian's nemesis, and she couldn't hold her head up. Even if he was slandered and repaid his debts, he couldn't fight each other even if he fought for wine, and the dwarf only felt that he was more sad than dead.

"This is my home."

The green-eyed girl "snapped" and threw a wet towel in her hand to the past. The dwarf hurriedly took it, wiping the wine stains on the corners of his mouth and the sweat on his head.

"How did I come to your house?" After wiping, Guderian looked at the green-eyed girl in embarrassment.

"Hmph, it's not that villain, after drinking, under the pretext that there is nowhere to live, he actually flocked to my house. As for you, you have agreed to be a follower of others, so you are naturally stuffed together. Teresy said indignantly.

"Huh? I? Followers? Hearing this, Guderian was stunned. Immediately, another string of memories that seemed real and false began to float slowly from the wine-scented brain, leaving the dwarf speechless.

"Yes, that's you! For a set of magic armor and a new hammer, he sold himself for ten years. Hmph, that's bad! Looking at Guderian's innocent expression, Treess snorted disdainfully, then turned to leave. …,

"Followers..."

The silverbearded dwarf watched the green-eyed girl walk out of the room in a daze, muttering like a mother-in-law.

Now, Guderian was finally fully awake, or rather awakened. Just drank a night of flower wine, and "buried" his ten years of youth, and the dwarf who slowly recalled what happened was so annoyed that he even wanted to use the black hammer beside him to give himself a few blows.

Sure enough, as the tribal elders said, the outside world is sinister and abnormal, and now Guderian really believes it from the bottom of his heart. But who is to blame for this?

Blame Moriarty? Apparently not. The generous mage did not take advantage of the danger or use any despicable means, but only asked himself very sincerely if he would like to become his follower when he was drunk and at his worst. And what about your own answer? Guderian couldn't remember clearly, or he didn't want to remember clearly. The only thing that is certain is that after some bargaining like a peddler, Moriarty successfully recruited the Silverbearded Dwarves to become his followers with a set of magical armor and a magical warhammer for a period of ten years. Even at the time, the dwarves were so excited about such a trade, loudly claiming to be the smartest merchant among the dwarves. And now that I think about it? Shame on you! He is the smartest merchant among the dwarves, and at best he is the smartest commodity.

It's just that the wood has become a boat, and it's too late. It is impossible for a dwarf to break his promise.

"Forget it, it's a good deal to earn a whole set of magic equipment. Isn't it just ten years, boil it up, and it will pass soon. Besides, that Moriarty seems to be a good guy too. At least the amount of alcohol is not bad, and he is also a rare alchemist...", and now, Guderian has to find many excuses in his heart for his ten-year buyout, and constantly comfort himself.

In this way, after a moment of "self-redemption" alone, as if praying, Guderian mustered up the courage to walk out of the room. Outside, in the hall, Moriarty was seen sitting on a couch, quietly looking at a magic book.

"How does it feel, Guderian?" When he saw the dwarf come out, Moriarty put away his book and stood up with a smile.

"Well... OK. "Suddenly became a follower of the other party, to be honest, the dwarf was a little unaccustomed to it for a while.

"That's good. Let's go, after a night of drinking, I think you're a little hungry. Let's go out for a bite to eat. Moriarty didn't seem to notice the unnatural expression of the silverbearded dwarf, and just smiled.

"Eat... Good. As soon as Moriarty mentioned eating, Guderian immediately felt an indescribable "emptiness and loneliness" in his stomach, and he wished to fill it with large pieces of good meat and large loaves of bread.

And when he was out of the door, the dwarf suddenly reacted: "What about the Treich and White brothers?" ”

"They're out on business." Moriarty smiled faintly, and without saying much, he walked to a small restaurant on the corner of the street not far away. Immediately, the dwarf, who had already smelled the aroma of food, quickly followed.

Entering the restaurant, Moriarty didn't look at the menu, but asked the hostess for a large portion of steak, sausage, and a dozen breads, and two glasses of the lightest ale to accompany the meal. And such a dish is obviously very much to Guderian's appetite. The dwarf took a bite of steak, a bite of bread, and then swallowed a whole grilled sausage, and ate it to the heart's content. If last night's drinking made Guderian addicted to alcohol, then the current case of munching has made him full of meat addiction for months.

Moriarty, on the other hand, sat and smiled at each other, and from time to time he cut a small slice of oily sausage, rolled it into his mouth with a rough but extraordinarily sweet black bread, and chewed slowly. When he saw that Guderian was about to finish the steak, he called the waiter to make up a large portion. …,

"Hehe, you eat too." The silverbearded dwarf gave the mage an embarrassed look and shoved the new plate of beef in front of Moriarty.

"Hehe, I'm a mage, so my appetite is naturally not as good as that of a warrior." Moriarty just smiled and returned the steak to Guderian's plate.

When the dwarves finally ate and drank to their heart's content, the waiter took the bill, but it was only for four people. It's no wonder that Guderian has been frugal all the way, and it seems that if he really wanted to eat well at every meal, the silverbearded dwarves would have gone bankrupt. But come to think of it, how to survive in the outside world should also be an important part of the dwarf coming-of-age trial.

With his meal, Guderian followed Moriarty out of the restaurant with a comfortable burp. Next, the two of them had nothing to do, and wandered around the business district of Fort Ford.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly loyal silver-bearded dwarf is a hidden chatterbox. Walking all the way, the mouth is non-stop, no matter what novel goods you see on the market, you have to point out and comment, and the experts are full of style. However, as he spoke, he would always "accidentally" go around the whole set of magic equipment that the mage promised him. Whenever he heard this, Moriarty would smile and solemnly promise that as soon as he returned to his studio in Bracada, he would immediately start working for Guderian. And after repeatedly getting the mage's promise, the silverbearded dwarf was a little relieved.

Around the end of the evening, after a brief meal, Moriarty and Guderian returned to Trich's house. However, at this time, the green-eyed girl and White still did not return. Moriarty was not surprised by this, and after saying hello to the silverbearded dwarf, he sat back on the couch and began his meditation class. As for Guderian, he had nothing to do, but he had no intention of going out again, so he went to a corner of the room, found a strip of dry cloth, and began to carefully wipe his hammer.

When it was nearly midnight, Treesy finally returned home, accompanied by White. Seeing that the silverbearded dwarf was already sleeping soundly in a corner of the room, and Moriarty was still sitting cross-legged on the sofa and meditating, the green-eyed girl only glanced at White a little shyly, and then ran back to her room and locked the door.

"How's it going, goodbye?" Slowly opening his eyes, Moriarty looked at his followers with a smile and whispered.

"Huh... All right. It seemed that there was no more to hide, so White had to blush and nod.

"That's good." The mage looked at White, suddenly sighed softly, and then closed his eyes again.

"If Treesy wishes, come back from Kent and bring her to Azubra City." I don't know how long later, Moriarty said again.

"This... She wouldn't agree. White kept his eyes open, staring at the dark ceiling, quietly listening to his heartbeat

Thanks to the two book friends "Phantom" and "Yan Qilin" for their tips.

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