Tolkien didn't stop Gal this time, even with his self-cultivation, he was a little unhappy at this time, young children can drink it, why can't Gal be? He is usually kind, but that is just a noble status. Henry's behavior really annoyed him, although he had to keep a low profile on this trip, it didn't mean that he could be bullied like this.

What's more, he knew that Gal was in a depressed mood now, and he needed to vent, and the matter between the children was not a big deal, so it would be nice to give more compensation, thinking like this in his heart, he let Gal go, just watching from the sidelines.

Gal didn't have any ill will towards Ari, but for some reason, he felt unusually glaring when he saw the smile on Ari's face. In addition, under the stimulation of Henry, his obsession with wine became more and more serious, so he would make a move on Eri without thinking.

Although Gal has not yet practiced martial arts, the advantage of age is there, against the little Ari, judging from the scene, it is a lion fighting a rabbit, as for who is a lion and who is a rabbit, I am afraid that only Henry knows this question on the field.

Ari looked at Garr with wide eyes and surprise, you are demolishing the store, why are you coming to me! He can't figure it out, who is he provoking whom, why is he unlucky in everything he does today, looking for him for all bad luck, and now he has to fight even when he drinks and watches a lively scene?

If time permits, he will explain loudly to Gal that even if you demolish the store, not only that, but I can also be your little fan brother and cheer you on!

It's a pity that time doesn't allow it!

Garr's movements were fast, and he came to Ari's front with the sound of whirring wind, and when he saw Ari's eyes widen, his heart was extremely happy, and he grabbed the wine glass with one hand and Ari's collar with the other.

Seeing that Gal's outstretched palm had reached his chest, Ari twisted his body, and Gar, who was fast, didn't notice that he had moved, and easily dodged the first wave of attacks.

Garr looked at his palm in disbelief, he thought he had grabbed the glass, but when he withdrew it, he didn't catch anything.

Disbelief, he reached out again and grabbed the glass with great speed, this time he was fully prepared, his eyes fixed on the glass, and he clearly saw that the palm of his hand had passed directly through the glass, and nothing had touched.

Garr was not stupid, he immediately realized that there was a problem, and he immediately looked at Ari with suspicion, but Ari was still staring at him with a pair of eyes, looking at him curiously with innocent little eyes, as if he was also curious about what was going on.

Originally, Gal had already determined that it was Ari who was playing tricks, but now he hesitated.

He gritted his teeth and learned from his experience, since it can't be fast, then I'll be slow! He stretched out his hand for the third time, and he grabbed his hand towards the wine glass little by little, as slow as a snail moving.

"Got it!" Garr breathed a sigh of relief, the touch of his fingers telling him that there had been no accidents this time. He grinned at Ari, his arm straining a little to snatch the glass out of Ari's hand.

"Huh?" the smile on Gal's face froze, the glass was so much heavier than he thought he would, and he didn't even pick it up. Instead, because of carelessness, he stumbled himself.

"Huh?" he pushed again, but the result was still the same!

Gar's face turned red instantly, and he felt that his face was hot, and it was disgraceful to snatch something from a young child's hand in front of his father, and it turned out to be a failure......

"Give it to me!" he cried out in exasperation, putting his hands on the glass, gritting his teeth, and dragging it with all his might, but no matter how hard he tried, the glass was like a huge mountain, and it didn't move!

"Give it to me!" he shouted at Ari again with red eyes.

"No!" said Ari firmly.

Garr: "......"

J.R.R. Tolkien: "......"

No matter how strange the scene looks, the style of painting is simply crooked, at least in the eyes of Tolkien and Gard, a young child actually made such a move, which is enough to make them begin to doubt life.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Ari forcibly took the wine glass back from Gal's hand, lowered his head shyly, and said shyly: "You do yours, you should demolish the tavern and demolish the tavern, you should stop it, don't worry about me!"

Henry: "......"

Garr: "......"

J.R.R. Tolkien: "......"

The scene once again fell into an extremely awkward silence, Henry was a little speechless, and Tolkien and Gal were thundered, this was the first time they had seen it.

Henry coughed twice, his eyes drifted unconsciously towards the gloom of the tavern, and said, "Irry, go back after you finish drinking." ”

"They all said don't care about me, you're busy with you, when I don't exist......" Ari waved his hand, found a new position, and held his little face with his hand to pose as if he was only watching the show and not participating, he proved with practical actions that he would not leave!

Don't worry about your size, don't worry about your size!Henry really wanted to throw Ari out at this time, but unfortunately he didn't dare. So he had no choice but to look at Tolkien and said, "Wine is a private collection, not for sale, but there are other wines." ”

"No, in that case, we misunderstood," Tolkien gave Ari a deep look, then turned to Henry and continued, "We have something to do, let's go out first." ”

After saying that, he walked over and led Gal out of the tavern. Ari was slightly disappointed, the cooked show actually flew, drank the wine in a few sips, smashed his mouth, and felt that the wine seemed to be missing a little feeling......

When Ari finished drinking and left, Henry began to look into the shadows expectantly, waiting for Fantesy to come out and settle the bill for Ari.

In the past, every time Eri finished drinking, Fantesi would leave at least a fifth-level magic core as Eri's wine money, and he never owed it on credit. Luckily, Ari doesn't know, otherwise I'm afraid I'll really be heartbroken and can't sleep.

After waiting for a long time, Henry didn't wait for the familiar figure......

Henry looked at the shadows and was distracted, it was impossible, it was impossible for such a master to repay the debt!

......

Outside the tavern.

Tolkien took Gar around the village, seemingly forgetting what had just happened. Laughing with Gal with great interest. Suddenly, he saw that Jeff was coming, and he couldn't help but slow down, a few steps behind.

"The sticker has been delivered to the owner of the blacksmith's shop," Jeff whispered as he walked over.

"Are you sure it's the blacksmith shop?" asked Tolkien, glancing at Gar.

"Surely, the hammer sword sign on the door plate and the description provided by the intelligence are basically the same, and there can be no mistake. Jeff said with certainty.

"Very well," Tolkien nodded, and walked towards Gal, when suddenly he remembered something, stopped, and turned back to command, "Go and investigate the tavernkeeper and the kid inside." ”