"High Wizard Lorenzo has arrived!" Butler Alcwyn cried, his voice higher than ever.

Able hurriedly greeted Wizard Morton and walked quickly to the door, when Senior Wizard Lorenzo walked in with three intermediate wizards.

"Grandmaster Abel, I'm the first to come!" Senior Wizard Lorenzo said to Abel with a laugh, but at this time he saw that there were already three wizards in the hall and then smiled: "It seems that it is not the earliest, who are those?"

"Wizard Lorenzo, this is my teacher, Wizard Moulton, and my two friends, Wizard Evelyn and Wizard Murphy!" Abel introduced.

"Hello Wizard Moulton, you have cultivated a human genius!" Senior Wizard Lorenzo said with a wizarding compliment to Wizard Moulton.

"Wizard Lorenzo, you have a good reputation, everything is Abel's own efforts!" Wizard Morton also replied with a wizarding salute.

"These are a few disciples who are not angry, if I can have half of Grandmaster Abel, I will be satisfied!" said Senior Wizard Lorenzo as he turned around and introduced the three intermediate wizards behind him.

Senior wizard Lorenzo brought his disciples to consider it, and he usually brought a female companion to this kind of dinner, but Abel was a blacksmith grandmaster and a genius wizard, so how could this opportunity to get close to him be wasted.

Only with the closest disciples will maximize this benefit, most of the time the wizard's disciples are closer than the wizard's partner or children, because the wizard's magic tower is impossible for ordinary people to live in, so unless the wizard's partner or children are also wizards, the time with the partner or children will not last long.

More importantly, the life span of a wizard, as an ordinary person's companion, can not escape the invasion of time, and only the wizard's disciples can spend it with him, and every disciple is like a wizard's child.

It was this relationship that led Senior Wizard Lorenzo to bring his three disciples of intermediate wizards to the dinner, and if it weren't for the rules of the dinner party, he could only bring a maximum of three companions per guest, and he would have brought more disciples with him.

"High Wizard Nigel, High Wizard of Allenby, High Wizard of Eddington!" Butler Alckwin's voice came from the door again.

Abel couldn't help frowning, thinking of the announced wand task, he was sure that the task would not be issued by Lorenzo Senior Wizard, and after many exchanges, Lorenzo Senior Wizard could be proposed in person, and he could be regarded as owing Lorenzo Senior Wizard a favor, as long as Lorenzo Senior Wizard proposed it, he would never refuse.

Then that staff task can only be issued by one of these three high-level wizards, this kind of petty behavior makes Abel very dissatisfied, but now is not the time to think about this, and the superficial attitude should still be paid attention to.

"I am deeply honored that several wizards are here at the dinner!" Abel bowed and bowed to the three high-ranking wizards.

"Grandmaster Abel, take the liberty of interrupting, you don't think we're bad guests!" said the senior wizard of Allimby with a laugh and a noble salute.

The more polite Abel behaved, the farther the distance between them became, and the three senior wizards also knew that it was a little bad to come without telling them, but they just learned that the St. Ellis Wizards Guild had withdrawn the wanted for Abel, and if they didn't come at this time, they would be even more difficult to deal with in the future.

The three high-ranking wizards did not bring companions because they were not invited, and of course they were not qualified to bring companions, only guests with invitations were eligible to bring companions.

"Master Bernie of the Gough family has arrived!" said Butler Alckwyn again.

"Three wizards, sit down for a while, and I'll go say hello!" Abel said apologetically.

"You're busy, you're the master today, you're going to be very busy!" the three high-level wizards returned the salute almost at the same time, said the high-level wizard of Allenby.

"Grandmaster Abel, I came here after a few big deals, but what you said must make me satisfied!" Bernie smiled as soon as he entered the door and took the initiative to walk towards Abel.

Abel also stepped forward and hugged Bernie, and then smiled: "Enough to eat, enough wine, as long as you can eat and drink!"

Bernie pointed to the six Bolton knights behind him and said, "As soon as these guys heard that you were here to eat and drink, they didn't want to be left behind, so they had to bring them all, don't blame me, if you want to complain, blame them!"

"Welcome, I'm to blame for this, I should have sent you an invitation too!" Abel laughed and exchanged an arm salute with the six Bolton brothers.

"Grandmaster Abel, we just want to drink some master wine, and Master Bernie never lets us drink enough!" said Boss Bolton with a smile.

"I'm going to make you poor sooner or later!" Bernie said speechlessly, pointing at the six Bolton brothers.

It was surprising that the three senior wizards, Nigel, Arenby, and Eddington, and Lorenzo, watched from the sidelines that Abel had such a good relationship with the heir of the Dwarf family, even if Abel had the identity of a blacksmith grandmaster, it was difficult to have such a deep friendship with the stubborn dwarves.

The friendship of the dwarves is very precious, and once the dwarves admit it, they can almost give it their full support and become the strongest pillar behind it.

And the Gough family is the most special family among the dwarves, and the strong economic strength and connections make the strength of this family much higher than the other two major families of the dwarf race, and it is second only to the existence of the dwarf royal family.

The four high-ranking wizards were very envious of this kind of friendship, which was a real wealth, a wealth that could be relied on for a lifetime.

"Grandmaster Abel, where is the food, where is the wine?" Bernie looked around, and found that the food had not yet come up, only some fruits were placed on the long table in the middle, looking like this, it was a buffet, but the wine had not yet been seen.

"Bernie, this time the dishes are different from the past, it is best to eat while it is hot, so it will be served when people are almost here, and the wine will naturally be there!" Abel shook his head, turned around and called a servant to give instructions, and then turned his head and said: "This is the wine, this rum is too powerful, it was originally going to be served with the dishes, mainly because I was worried that you would all drink and lie down, and what dishes would you taste!"

"Don't worry, dwarves won't get drunk!" Bernie said with a wave of his hand.

Suddenly, six disdainful eyes looked at him, and the six Bolton brothers who were with him also knew about Bernie's wine, and suddenly a burst of laughter spread in the hall!

"Master Blacksmith Joes has arrived!" Master Blacksmith Joese walked through the door as Butler Alckwyn chanted.

Abel hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and said to him with a smile: "Joes, I'm bothering you this time, you must drink more today!"

"Grandmaster Abel, your business is the business of the Blacksmith Guild, it is my honor to be able to serve you, I heard from my friends of the Dwarf Clan before I came, your master wine is the first wine of the Dwarf Clan, you must taste it today!" Master Blacksmith Joes bowed to Abel and said with a smile.

"Bernie, this is your friend, let's talk together!" Abel said to Bernie with a smile on his face.

"Master Blacksmith Joes, we're meeting again!" Bernie saluted as he bowed to Master Blacksmith Joes.

"Young Master Bernie, salute you!" Master Blacksmith Joes bowed back.

By this time the servant had already walked in with a barrel, and he placed it on the table, and was about to open it, but Bernie stopped him.

"I'll do this myself, you go down first!" Bernie said with a wave of his hand.

The servant turned his head to look at Abel, and found that Abel also nodded, and then bowed and retreated.

Bernie said proudly, "You know, this master wine can't be wasted at all, so I studied it for a long time, and then I found a good way!"

As he spoke, he took out a small metal object like a faucet from the space items on his body, pressed the pointed end against the bottom of the barrel, and slowly turned it through the wire on it.

Abel was dumbfounded, this kind of faucet like his previous life was invented by this guy, and the power of the drunkard is really infinite.