"Master, Bernie is here!" Bartoli's voice came from Abel's ID card, she was one of the few people who could contact Abel directly.

"This guy looks like he's here for the drink!" a smile came out of Abel's lips, and he whispered to himself, then replied through his ID card, "Invite him to the Harry Castle reception room, and I'll be there shortly." ”

When Abel walked into the reception room, he saw Bernie fidgeting, and he stepped forward and said with a smile: "Bernie, why are you so busy with business that you still have time to come to me?"

"It's not for your kind of good wine that can help wizards meditate, do you have it with you, give me a sip first!" Bernie replied angrily, and then stared at Abel's space bracelet.

"Help the wizard meditate?" Abel couldn't help but be surprised, he never thought of it, thinking that there should be no special functions, it is still out, or special functions that can help wizards cultivate, this time it is troublesome.

"No, you don't know?" Bernie now felt that he couldn't wait to slap himself on the mouth, and if he knew about it, it would definitely make all the people laugh at his business talent.

If it's just fine wine, it should be easy to get, but with such a function, it's a completely different value.

Abel laughed and took out a crystal bottle from the space bracelet and threw it to Bernie, watching him take the crystal bottle in a hurry, and then said: "I didn't know, but now I know!"

Bernie opened the crystal bottle angrily, poured a sip of fine master wine, and was about to say two words to save face, but he felt that his whole body seemed to be burning, and his throat was burning like fire, and he couldn't help coughing.

"Bernie, haven't you heard from the three wizards that this wine is strong?" said Abel, amusedly looking at Bernie, who was coughing with a large gulp of fine master wine.

"Who knew it would be so powerful, but it's really exciting!" Bernie, who had finally recovered from his recovery, felt the alcohol in his body and couldn't help but praise.

"Of course, this is the best wine in the world, but unfortunately only you dwarves can appreciate it!" Abel said proudly.

"We dwarves are really good drinkers, and the human red wine is not strong at all, it's soft!" Bernie agreed.

"Bernie, there's a human standing in front of you, and this wine is made by me as a human!" Abel reminded.

"Yes, you know!" Bernie said perfunctorily, "What is this wine called?"

"I call it a fine master!" Abel said casually.

"Abel, you really know how to name it!" Bernie looked at Abel with disgruntled eyes, in his opinion, such a good wine must have a resounding name.

"If the name is not good, don't drink it, and when I think of a good name, I will give you wine!" Abel reached out to take the crystal bottle in Bernie's hand.

"No, that's a good name, it's really good!" Bernie was busy guarding the crystal bottle, and immediately betrayed his taste.

After laughing, Bernie is one of Abel's few friends, and only in front of Bernie does Abel seem to be an ordinary person.

"The clan called me to see how many barrels of your fine master wine you could sell me!" Bernie said, picking up the crystal bottle in his hand.

"Bernie, you changed that barrel to a bottle, what kind of wine is this, do you think such a mellow wine is so easy to brew?, do you know how many precious ingredients there are in it?" Abel asked, pointing at Bernie.

Of course Bernie believed it, but he knew that Abel was still a master alchemist, and if there was no alchemy in this wine, including the master wine, he didn't believe it himself.

A genius who can become an elven alchemist in a short period of time will definitely have a cumbersome alchemy process in the wine brewed, which Bernie has always believed in his heart, and with the relationship between Abel and the elves, he can get a large number of unique precious materials of the Double Moon Forest, which is also undoubted.

"Abel, look at how many bottles you can give, I was suppressed by the family, and if I can't finish it, I will be beaten to death by the patriarch!" Bernie said with a pitiful look.

"Bernie, don't think I don't know, the patriarch is your father, okay, I'll give you ten bottles first, and then talk about the things you change, anyway, you won't lose me. Abel said very cheerfully.

"Ten bottles!" Bernie began to think in his heart, the three high-level wizards here must be given, then there are still seven bottles left, there are so many wizards in the family, seven bottles of fine master wine will definitely break the head.

"That's right!" he snorted softly, it seemed that he had forgotten just now, how could the old man not leave a bottle for himself, and the upper echelons of the clan would also leave some, ten bottles of wine would be gone without even seeing a splash.

"Abel, ten bottles is too little, and I have to give me at least a hundred bottles of this wine!" Bernie, who had been thinking for a long time, began the process of bargaining.

"Bernie, that, I'm very interested in the pedestal of the Hanging Fortress, give me a few more!" Abel whispered.

"Abel, that thing is so precious, it's already rare to give you one, no matter how much I'm afraid the clan won't agree. Bernie shook his head.

In the Gough family, a special research team has been set up to restart the research on the base of the Hanging Fortress, although no progress has been made, but the base of the Hanging Fortress at this time has become more important due to Abel's discovery of the Spirit Queen.

Bernie did not hide Abel's meaning and said: "Since you found the spirit in the pedestal of the Hanging Fortress, the wizards of the clan attach great importance to the pedestal of the Hanging Fortress, and now it is very unlikely that you want to make one. ”

Abel heard that the possibility was very small, but his eyes lit up, you must know that the possibility is very small, it is not completely impossible, as long as there is hope, it will be done.

"Well, I'll give you twenty bottles of fine master wine, you go back and ask first, and a hundred bottles of fine master wine will be exchanged for the pedestal of a suspended fortress!" Abel tempted Bernie by patting him on the shoulder.

"This ......," Bernie said with some hesitation.

Abel wiped the space bracelet, and twenty-two bottles of fine master wine appeared on the table in front of the two, and the transparent wine emitted a strange light in the crystal bottle, so that Bernie couldn't help but put the wine bottle in his hand into his mouth again and took a sip gently.

Needless to say, twenty bottles were for the clan, and two bottles were his own, and Bernie knew very well what Abel meant.

Bernie knew in his heart that the importance of the pedestal theory of the hanging fortress was not particularly important, at least it had been studied for countless years, so many wizards had not been able to discover the secrets in it, and even if there were secrets, only Able knew how to crack them, and there were still a few in the family, and it was not a big deal to take out another one.

Thinking of this, Bernie said: "Abel, I'll go back and try, as for whether it will be successful or not, there is no way to guarantee it." ”

As he spoke, Bernie put the fine master wine on the table into his space items, and even took two sips of the fine master wine in his hand.

Sending Bernie away, Abel returned to the magic tower, and recently opened the teleportation circle, which made more and more wizards snooping nearby, fortunately, the six-pointed circle wrapped the back mountain of Harry Castle, and Harry Castle was also protected by a large defensive circle, and it had the residual power of killing three high-level wizards in a row, so naturally no wizard dared to cause trouble.

As soon as he returned to the magic tower, the wizard of Morton came to him, and Abel received him in his magic tower.

"Abel, the magical environment here is so good, it's such a waste!" Wizard Morton found Abel.

Wizard Morton came today for those wizard apprentices and apprentice wizards outside Gomba City, because Wizard Moulton, Wizard Evelyn and Wizard Murphy closed the magic tower, the wizard apprentices and apprentice wizards who had gathered around the magic tower were still able to enjoy free magic, but without the task, their potions and spell books had no source.

"Teacher, what do you mean?" Abel asked, not knowing what Wizard Morton was thinking.

"I want to move all those apprentices outside Gomba City here, this place is very conducive to their growth!" Wizard Morton looked at Abel, although Abel was his disciple, but this was Abel's territory in the end, and the magical environment here was also created by Abel, and the decision was in Abel's hands.

"Teacher, I don't have time to deal with this matter, so please take care of it!" Abel replied with a smile.

With a large number of apprentices, the wizarding environment here will be formed, which is more conducive to absorbing high-quality wizarding talents, which is of great benefit to the development of the county.