After drinking most of the bottle, Hagrid began to feel a little drunk, and the iron slag staggered a little. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info drinking, Hagrid suddenly stood up, grabbed the wine bottle in one hand, and walked to the adjacent table with the iron slag in the other, and said to a strange traveler at the table with the smell of wine: "This is my brother, much more powerful than me." ”

"Good!" "Awesome." "Drink." The travelers raised their glasses.

"Cheers!" Hagrid took a sip of the bottle, then dragged the iron slag to another table, and introduced in a rough voice, "This is my brother, much better than me." ”

"Really? Better than you? "I think you're bragging." "That's right! We don't believe it. "Your brother looks thinner than you." Everyone at this table knew Hagrid, so naturally they were not polite to him, and they all expressed their doubts.

"Whoever dares not believe it, I will cut him with a knife." Hagrid's face sank and he threatened.

"Your brother is so powerful, you know that he is a cow at a glance." "Yes, yes, when did Big Brother Hagrid lie to us?" "I promise with my life that Big Brother Hagrid will never brag!" Several people hurriedly changed their words.

Then Hagrid pulled the iron slag to the next table, and was about to introduce it, only to find that the table was all women. I saw him open his mouth, and without saying anything, he pulled the iron slag and walked to the next table.

"Eh, eh~Big Brother Hagrid~ Don't go~" "Big Brother Hagrid~ Who is the handsome guy next to you~" "Big Brother Hagrid~ Shall we invite you to drink~" The bar girls called out in a loud voice.

Half an hour later......

Both Iron Slag and Hagrid were so drunk that they had to ask for a room on the second floor of the Long Water Bar. After entering the door, the two of them fell asleep on one side, one at the door, the other under the windowsill.

After a few moments, listening to Hagrid's sleeping snoring, Iron Slag narrowed his eyes and shifted slightly to make himself sit more comfortably. In fact, he is very sober, after all, he is carrying a thunder hammer, and he cannot afford to lose, so naturally he will not really get drunk. He just didn't want to upset Hagrid, so he pretended to be drunk.

About half an hour later, at one o'clock in the evening, the guests downstairs gradually dispersed, and after a while, the waiter who had finished packing his things also left. As the last footsteps faded away, the whole bar fell silent, and there was no movement except for the sound of the wind whistling outside the window.

In the silence, I don't know how long it took, there was a slight movement outside the window, and the sound of the light climbing was mixed with the cold wind, and if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear it at all. In an instant, two pairs of eyes lit up in the dark room.

It turned out that neither brother was drunk......

At the same time, a transparent figure was clinging to the outer wall of the room. If you have infrared vision at this moment, you can see that the petite figure is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. Her name was Lilith, and she was the waitress who had just brought wine to the two brothers.

Lilith knew Hagrid and knew him as a rich hunter, but never saw him drunk. Today, Hagrid had the rare opportunity to get drunk with another young man who also seemed to be quite rich. She had repeatedly confirmed that they had drunk two full bottles of angel wine. This wine is as high as 47 degrees, and a bottle is nearly 1.5 liters, so it is difficult for anyone not to get drunk. Judging from the vain footsteps of the two of them when they went upstairs, they were indeed drunk.

She has the insect transformation ability of "Phantom Butterfly Camouflage", which allows her to temporarily disappear. The barmaid is just her hidden identity, and her real identity is that of a thief. Whenever she goes to a place, she will first work as a waitress at the local bar to inquire about the situation, and when she finds the right fatty fish, she will make a move, and then change places.

Two drunken big fat fish were enough for her to be happy for a long time. Especially the young fat fish, the clothes are new, the guns are new, even the belt is new, and the bulging money bag must be full of white flowers and flowers "old man". You know, people who can afford angel wine are certainly not short of money. If the average person picks up angel wine, they will definitely sell it to the local bar instead of drinking it themselves.

Suppressing the secret joy in her heart, Lilith crawled to the edge of the bed. Pushing open a gap and looking in, I saw the young man lying in the doorway of the room, and Hagrid lying under the side of the window. Both of them breathed steadily, with a slight snoring sound, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

After observing for a while, making sure that both of them were asleep, Lilith showed a smug smile, slowly pushed open the window, and quietly slipped into it like a loach.

"Who will steal first?" Lilith thought to herself, glanced left and right, and decided to steal the younger one first.

She hunched over and walked lightly. Looking at the sleeping young man, she smiled slightly, said in her heart, "Big fat fish~I'm sorry~", and then touched the other party's waist.

But at this moment, the young man who was close at hand suddenly opened his eyes, and his cold gaze was like a sharp sword stabbing at her head, which made her heart suddenly tighten, and she almost screamed out of her voice. However, she quickly calmed down, she had phantom butterfly camouflage, and the other party couldn't see her.

However, one wave has not settled, and another wave has risen......

"Smack!"

A crisp sound of the window closing came from behind her, and Lilith was startled and hurriedly turned her head to look. By no moment, Hagrid had already stood up, his hands clasped over his chest in front of the window.

"Poof!"

Immediately after, there was a flash of fire behind her, and she quickly turned around, only to see that the young man had already stood up and lit up the iron-shelled lighter in his hand.

A fine cold sweat immediately broke out on Lilith's forehead, and she slowly took a few steps back, her eyes flickering at the bottom of the bed, thinking about whether to get into it.

"Come out, the room is small and there are few exits." Hagrid said in a deep voice.

Under the tremendous pressure, Lilith subconsciously clenched the short knife behind her back, her face was cloudy, and her heart was struggling fiercely. Kill the Hagrid and run out of the window, or kill the young man in front of him and open the door and run out, or both......

"Friend, your toy knife can't hurt us." The young man grinned and said.

This sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and instantly broke Lilith's remaining will to resist. She suddenly sat on the ground weakly and removed the phantom butterfly dust from her body.

A petite figure appeared in the corner across the bed, becoming clear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Two uncles, don't kill Lilith, Lilith is willing to do anything......" After appearing, she opened her big watery eyes and begged the young man for mercy. In her experience, young people are more gentle with girls than uncles.

However, she was completely wrong, and the young man in front of her never knew what gentleness was. I saw him reach out and hold the hilt of the sword behind his back, and said with a blank face: "Give me a reason not to kill you." ”

"I ......" Lilith cowered into the corner, not sure how to answer.

"I'll count three times, one, two......" The young man's eyes narrowed, and cold light burst out.

"Woo......" was swept by a cold, knife-like gaze, and Lilith let out a whimper involuntarily.

"Three!"

With a low cry, Lilith's big watery eyes lit up with despair.

However......

Nothing has changed, and the young man is still standing still.

"Little girl, stop stealing, if you meet someone else next time, you may not be so lucky."

A warm voice came from behind her, and Lilith turned her head to see that Hagrid had opened the window and stepped aside.

"Hmm......" Lilith nodded with difficulty, then stepped forward quickly, jumped out of the window, and jumped straight down. It's the second floor, only a few meters high, and it's like walking on the ground for her.

"Aren't you drunk?" After the little girl left, Iron Slag asked casually.

"Oh...... The wine sobered up. Hagrid explained in all seriousness.

"Now that you're awake, I'll show you something." As he spoke, Iron Slag pulled something out of the holster on his left waist and placed it on the cot.

It was a hammer, and in the darkness, the head of the hammer was emitting a faint blue light. The moment he saw the hammer, Hagrid froze, and although he didn't know what it was, he felt the quaint, vicissitudes, heavy, and majestic aura. As if enchanted, he walked over with a blank gaze, staring at it tightly, without blinking an eyelid.

"It's ......" After a moment, he came back to his senses and looked at the iron slag with a look of astonishment.

"Our Thunderhammer." Iron Slag said calmly. From the moment he walked through the door, he was thinking about whether or not to tell Hagrid about the thunderhammer. After all, they have just met each other, and they don't know each other's personality and character. He also knew that believing in anyone would be a huge risk, but he decided to take a gamble in the end. If you can't even believe in brothers who are related by blood, then there is no one in this world who can be trusted.

He believed in the resonance of the blood, and he believed in the pride of Norseth.

"Thunderhammer......" Hagrid's eyes widened and he muttered under his breath.

This is what they have been searching for for generations, walking the vast land, awakening the world and searching for the whereabouts of the thunder hammer. But when the miracle really appeared in front of him, he panicked, for fear that everything in front of him was a mirage. When I woke up, I disappeared without a trace.

"Our Thunderhammer ......" he wanted to pick it up and look at it carefully, but he felt that his hands were like a thousand pounds. It is a symbol of glorious faith, a sacred relic that their ancestors have worshipped for generations, and should be enshrined in the golden temple, not in this small dilapidated bar.

"Kozan Bloodwolf once said that the glorious Great Prophet of the previous generation had left the guidance of the rekindling of the flame in the Thunderhammer, but I could not find any clue." Iron Slag said.

"If we can't find a clue, we'll ask the Great Prophet of the Ancients." Hagrid came back to his senses and said solemnly.

"Can they believe it?" Iron Slag wondered.

Hagrid didn't answer, just looked out the window and was silent for a long time. In the end, he sighed deeply and said, "Old Five, the choice left to us by God ......"

"There have never been many."