Earth Moradin, the elite of the dwarven warriors. Legend has it that all dwarven professionals who can bear the name of "earth" have not only extraordinary combat skills, but also some powerful earth-based spell abilities, which can be called the beloved son of the dwarf god Moradin.

"Dear Monsieur Guderian, I wonder if I have the pleasure of giving you a drink?" Moriarty asked with a smile as she looked at the dwarf.

"Drinking?" The silverbearded dwarf glanced at the other in surprise, his eyes flickering with confusion and obvious wariness, but his slightly quivering Adam's apple betrayed his true reaction.

"Yes. The Rutus and juniper berries at Roland's Bar are both good and I think it's worth trying. Moriarty glanced at the cutlery on the floor, seemingly inadvertently, and there was only a large ale glass except for a large broken porcelain plate. Of course, the wine in the glass has long been drunk.

"Retus? Juniper berry? Hearing the names of these two height-counting wines, the dwarf's neck rose higher, like a rooster waiting to be fed.

To tell the truth, as early as his hometown of Avili, Guderian had heard of the names of many fine wines in the Kingdom of Erathia, and he had always been fascinated. It's just that since I started my personal trial all the way south, I have never had the opportunity to taste it in person. It's not that the Silverbeard Dwarf doesn't want to, it's just that his pockets are too dry. Even if he was frugal, after more than half a year of travel, Guderian had already spent several green forest gold leaves. And this time, Guderian finally mustered up the courage to enter Roland's Bar to consume, and after struggling for a long time, he wanted to reward his stomach bag for a long time, but he didn't want to fall into the embarrassing situation of not paying his debts inexplicably.

"So... It's not okay..."Guderian hesitated, like a little girl who had been asked to the street, looking like she was "ashamed to go".

"That's good. The mages of Bracada and the dwarven warriors of Avili have historically been solid comrades who fought side by side. When we meet here tonight, it is only natural that we should have a good toast to this long-standing friendship and friendship. Seeing the expression of the silverbearded dwarf, Moriarty continued to persuade him diligently, and even elevated the private matter of inviting the other party to drink to the level of international friendship. However, what he said was not all lies. At the very least, Bracada and Avili, to whom the Mage and Earth Moradin belong, are still allies of the Holy Alliance. From this point of view, everyone is really a comrade-in-arms.

"If that's what you say..."Hearing such a big truth, the silverbearded dwarf's mind that had already begun to live was completely opened up at once. However, just as he was about to "reluctantly comply" and go to drink a glass of "comrade wine" together, Treich suddenly jumped out again.

"Hmph, before the meal is paid, you want to go to drink flower wine with a guy who doesn't care about it? Quick, give money! "The hostess is a fierce debt collector, which makes people wonder if the green-eyed girl still works part-time as a thug in the Chamber of Commerce.

"I... I didn't..."The careful thought that had been attracted by the wine immediately came to his senses under the merciless call of the hostess, and the dwarf's faintly happy expression suddenly collapsed again, and in desperation, he had no choice but to secretly glance at Moriarty, a good comrade-in-arms who had been pasted upside down.

"All the expenses of Mr. Guderian just now are counted in my account." Not disappointing the dwarf, Moriarty casually took the other party's debt.

"You!" Seeing that the prey in his hand was taken away by the mage, Trecy was so angry that his slender eyebrows stood up.

"Ah, by the way, please send me two more bottles of Retus and a bottle of juniper nuts on my table." As if not seeing the waitress's expression, Moriarty gave only a hateful smile and walked towards his desk with the silverbearded dwarf in his arms, finally following up, "White, you can help Tresh clean up here." ”…,

"Ah, okay." Although he didn't understand why Moriarty would save the dwarf from fire and water, he could stay and clean up the mess with the green-eyed girl, so White hurriedly agreed.

"Huh, what's good? You're the same villain as that Moriarty. Look, don't you hurry up and pick up the table that fell to the ground. Also, bring me another broom. He snorted the mage's back hatefully, and the hostess turned around and poured her anger on White's head.

White, who had been subjected to Moriarty for no reason, only smiled silently, and carefully lifted the somewhat broken table with one hand. Seeing the other party's appearance like this, Treeshy's heart suddenly tightened for no reason, and he stopped his mouth and bent down to help clean it up together. But he just wouldn't look into White's eyes.

Guided by the mage, Guderian sat down at the round table on the other side and let out a long exhale.

"Thank you just now." The dwarf is suspicious, but he is quite straightforward, so he has always been struggling to parry by the green-eyed girl, and he is almost reduced to the identity of a bar worker. And Moriarty's righteous help really won Guderian's favor. Not to mention that the mage also promised to drink good wine, the dwarf had already made up his mind in his heart to give the other party a good face, and he would rest when he was drunk.

"You're welcome. As a friend, it's just the least thing to mention. Moriarty smiled and shook his hand.

Soon, a glamorous blonde hostess delivered several wine glasses, a bucket of ice, and Retus and juniper berries. Obviously, Treshi, who had temporarily refused to see Moriarty, had arranged for other attendants to send him.

"Come, please."

Moriarty first scoops out ice cubes and places them in two glasses, then opens a bottle of juniper berries and fills the glass with a clear liquor. Immediately, the crisp liquor slammed into the shiny ice crystals, making a crisp sound of striking glasses. At the same time, a slightly spicy and sweet aroma permeated the mouth, enveloping the dwarf's gaping mouth and nose.

"Goo!" Guderian stared at the glass of juniper berries in front of him, which seemed to contain heaven, and swallowed slowly. The loud vibrating sound of the Adam's apple even made people think that a closed gate had been kicked open.

Finally, at the urging of Moriarty, the dwarf stretched out a pair of huge palms, gently lifted the cold wine glass, as if on a pilgrimage, slowly lifted the rim, and then with a deep expression like a martyr, slowly poured the wine into the mouth that was wide enough to open the maximum. At this moment, Guderian's movements seem to be caught in slow motion. With each swallow of the dwarf, its silver beard swayed and danced like seaweed. It's as if what he drank was not just a simple wine, but the source of life. It was not until the last bit of the wonderful drink was thrown into his throat with ice cubes that Guderian slowly closed his lips and teeth, and then exhaled two heavy puffs of wine from his two huge nostrils like the most stingy miser. A face of intoxication, praise, sinking...

Seeing Guderian like this, Moriarty truly believed that it was appropriate to call dwarves "alcoholics" on the mainland.

"Here, have another drink." Moriarty smiled, refilling the dwarf's empty glass with wine.

"Haha, thank you, Mr. Moriarty." While savoring the miracle taste on the taste buds of the tongue, Guderian smiled and nodded to Moriarty in thanks.

"Just call me Moriarty." The dwarf was no longer left alone to drink, and Moriarty toasted to it, and then dried it up.

"Haha! Good! "Dwarves love to drink and prefer to drink with good drinkers. After a second drink with Moriarty, Guderian's mood fluttered like a high-flying kite. …,

"Guderian, I just heard you say that you came out of the Aveli Forest for trial. Where have you been? Putting down the bottle of gin, which had been half-drunk in one go, Moriarty picked up a bottle of Retus, replaced it with a new one, and poured it for the dwarf, asking casually.

"It only came out last year, and it's still early. Originally, I was thinking of going directly to Dejia and having a good fight with those group of bone scum. But then he was targeted by a few sissy necromancers, and then he could only fight and run, all the way to Erathia. "In the traditional view of the dwarves, all mage-type professionals are weak sissies, including both the traditional mages of Bracada and the necromancers of the Undead Alliance.

"Just come out..."Moriarty didn't mind the dwarf's inappropriate words, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, then paused slightly, and said: "Guderian, you are already a seventh-level Earth Moradin. Is this trial to prepare for the promotion of 'Earth Dwarves' in the future? ”

"No, this is just my adult trial. The earth dwarves', the elder said that there is no need to rush, and it will be too late to do it in two or three hundred years. Gulping down a large glass of Retus in another gulp, the dwarf shook his head, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Adult trials..."This time it was Moriarty's turn to be taken aback. Unexpectedly, the seventh-level earth Moradin in front of him turned out to be just a "young dwarf" who was less than a hundred years old.

What is genius? That's it! If it is converted to the standard of human beings, the silver-bearded dwarf in front of him is probably not even sixteen years old, but he has the strength of a seventh-level warrior professional. Compared to such cases, Moriarty's record of becoming a second-level mage and a first-class alchemist before the age of twenty seems less dazzling

Thanks to the rewards of "Moonlight and Shadow", "Laughing Heroes", "Extreme Heavenly Monarch", and "The Hidden Knife".

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