Chapter 81: Drunk

"Two excellent mages chanting spells at the same time, the first step they have to do is to test, to know the strength of the other party, the challenger obviously has some advantages, he has already seen Wendel's performance, how do you think Wendel will respond?" the poet pointed to the children. （_&&）

The three children opened their mouths wide and scowled, lacking sufficient knowledge of spells.

"Okay, let me uncover the mystery", the poet spread his arms, "The challenger's first spell is the illusion spell, and five identical mages appeared in an instant, he can resist Wendel's labyrinth by doing so, he doesn't want to be thrown down by the goblin, he is quite smart, but unfortunately, Wendel's first spell is not a labyrinth, it is an incomparably huge spider web" The poet put on a disgusted expression, "The spider web can weave the world's most sticky web on the ground, and everyone will be entangled and unable to move, such as you" The poet looked at the tall boy, "You will be clung to it, you can eat and sleep and listen to stories normally, but you will not be able to leave, you will only stand there to find a girlfriend, you will stand there to get married, you will stand there and give birth to your child, your newborn child will cry a hundred feet away, because his father will stand there forever until he dies, and the skeleton will be sprinkled on the ground, and in a hundred years, there will be a tombstone that cannot be removed, and the cobwebs will stick to it." ”

The boy's expression was like ashes, and his ten fingers were wrapped around the hem of his clothes like roots, "...... Still...... OK...... I wasn't there at the time......"

"Yes, you should be glad you weren't there, and I wasn't so lucky, I was immobilized there for three days, and the snow made me a heap of grain, and when I could move, three liters of ice water poured out of my boots," the poet laughed wickedly, "and the challenger was in the same situation as me, and he couldn't move a single step on his feet. ”

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, it was Katrina, Tarrant raised his left hand to indicate the position to her, the mage's expression was calm, but the slight arc at the corner of his mouth seemed to hide the joy of suppression, "Great Master, are you hungry?"

"If you don't remind you not to be hungry," said Katrina, sitting next to Tarrant.

"Hey," Kiraviton stared at the mage, "is there anything particularly pleasing to the eye?"

"I don't think so," she smiled as she leaned on the table, "what's going on for dinner?"

"The chef has prepared a special surprise", Tarrant beckoned to Doris at the counter, "Are you going to the gallery tomorrow?".

Katrina nodded, "I have some questions that need answers. ”

"You don't have to call me, I have my own arrangements," Kira Veton said, taking a sip of wine.

"Hmm...... Do you need help then?". Tarrant looked at the priest earnestly, "Two people are more effective than one. ”

"Some things can only be done by one person", the priest propped his chin in one hand, "Aunt Doris, dragon wine, two glasses per person." ”

"Two glasses?" Doris crossed her hands on her hips, "no problem, but don't turn yourself into a fire dragon, my tavern can't stand the toss." ”

"I want a glass of red leaf wine," Catrina whispered.

"No, no, no", Kira Veton stopped her, "we want a happy celebration, starting with two cups of red dragons"

Katrina hesitated, mages don't usually touch spirits.

"A rare vacation, try", Tarrant nodded to Doris.

Six glasses of dragon wine were placed on the table, and the other people in the tavern gave them astonished glances, especially surprised that two of them were girls, and the intersection of dragon wine and girls was very limited.

"First glass, for Katrina's rebirth", the priest raised his glass, "Kira Veton is always right, but she made me wrong once, I thought she was hopeless, hahaha"

“...... Thank you", Katrina picked up the cup.

"Your congratulatory message is disgusting", Tarrant smiled and raised his glass, "Come back to us for Katrina", the strong smell of alcohol in the cup choked in his nostrils, he tilted his head and took a sip, the energy poured into his stomach and the warmth of his whole body, just like the moment she woke up in his arms in the early morning of the island.

"Ahem," Katrina lowered her head and covered her mouth.

"Hey, the right posture to enjoy dragon wine is to look up, like basking in the sun, like an incomparably pious prayer", Kira Veton patted the table, "It's the passion of the earth, it's the courage of life, it's the noble gift of nature, every drop of dragon wine deserves our respect" she took a big sip.

"Your meal is here," said Doris, holding a large pan covered by a semi-circular silver lid, a kind of dining etiquette that is very rare in taverns, "girls, dragon wine should not be drunk like this." ”

"What's dinner?" said Catherina's curiosity and appetite.

Doris pressed the silver cap, "Ready?". When she lifted the lid, a strong aroma spread, the smell of roasted meat and the delicate aroma of wine quickly swept over the noise of the tavern, and the emerald green flowers and leaves against the golden turkey made it more charming than jewelry.

"What day is today?" a drunk man asked aloud, "National Day has passed."

"Gorgeous turkey, Tony never does this for us", one woman cried.

"Enjoy," Doris said, pointing to the turkey.

"Thanks Tony", Tarrant approached the table, the scent so intense to his senses that he could almost swallow the whole chicken.

"Well, what's missing", Doris looked at suspiciously, "Tony brings the knife and fork"

The good cook came out of the kitchen doorway, "Knives and forks, where did you put them?"

"Below the counter, don't you even know where the knife and fork are? Damn, if it weren't for this turkey, I'd let you fuck off now."

Tony pulled out three knives and forks under the counter and "here", he raised his hands over the top and leaned back.

"Be careful" Tarrant reached out in front of the lady, and the three knives and forks threw a parabola through Doris's shoulders and armpits, landing accurately in front of the three guests.

"I'm going to break your finger," Doris rushed to the counter like a lion.

"You should trust me...... technology", Tony's whole body began to tremble.

"Lovely reckless," Kirawiton grabbed his knife and fork, "if you don't mind I'll start first." ”

"Of course," Tarrant pulled out the cutlery with his left hand, "This kind of throwing strength and judgment is estimated to be at the level of throwing knife proficiency." ”

"I'm so hungry," Katrina cuts off the whole drumstick.

Her hungry appearance reassured Tarrant, and he laboriously cut off a small piece with one hand and stuffed it into his mouth, the crispy roast meat brought life to him, "Ladies, pay attention to your image in front of the food, come, live for everyone." ”

"Live for all", Katrina bit the chicken leg and toasted.

"Live for everyone", Kirawiton licked the grease off her lips, "this is the worst congratulatory message, shouldn't we live?". She drank the liquor in one gulp.

Katrina's expression grew excited, her calm cheeks flushed slightly, and the alcohol acted quickly.

"You know", Kira Veton motioned for his teammates to come closer, "The legend about that adventurer is true, as long as you escape the greeting of Simiti three times......"

"I've had it countless times," Catrina snapped, "just two months ago, a flame burst in the Institute nearly blew up the pedestal, shaking the entire tower......"

"But you're still unharmed, and I mean the life-threatening condition. ”

"Kira Vetton, this legend is just a story for countless adventurers to comfort themselves," Tarant tore off a large piece of roast meat while they were arguing.

"Ignorant pariahs, Simiri will forgive the fortunate, and the personality of God is destined for them to have a time of affection. ”

"Shhhhh ”

"You'll be lucky, your delicate body will attract the protection of countless knights," Kirawiton's cup slammed down on the table, splashing a puddle on it...... Our cooperation"

The three glasses collided violently, and the level of wine in the glasses dropped dramatically.

It was as if a fire was gathering in Tarrant's throat, and he was familiar with the sensation, the onslaught of the fire dragon forcing him to need more wine to fill up, and he drank the first glass of wine mixed with roast.

Kiraweton leaned on the table and continued her story, "I've seen an adventurer who was lucky enough to escape danger, just because he's had enough experience, and he now lives in Donalons, if you ......"

Tarrant shook his head, he began to get confused, the voice in his ears seemed loud, Katrina leaned on the edge of the table and said the strange story of the institute loudly, she was not usually so excited, the premonition of drunkenness, today's dragon wine seemed stronger than ever.

The two ladies continued the conversation about fate, and Tarrant finished cleaning up the remaining turkeys.

"Look, I still have half a cup, how about drinking it up?" Kirawiton patted both of them on the shoulder, "Stand up, the fight isn't over yet"

Katrina immediately raised the entire cup.

"Katrina, you've had enough," Tarrant tried to stop, but the whole cup was poured into her mouth before he staggered to his feet.

"Hahaha", the mage smiled drunkenly and poured on the table, "It's so comfortable, the institute is not allowed to drink, Culpeber rated alcohol as contraband, this is the first time I have drunk dragon wine?"

"I'm sorry you're missing out on something so good," Gilaviton said cheerfully as she finished the rest of the wine on the table, not caring who it was.

"Hah-" The mage grabbed the corner of the table and took a puff of wine, "I'm about to burn"

"She's drunk, she won't be afraid even if there's a fiery dragon standing in front of her", Kiraviton sat down, "Paladin, it's just the two of us now, a wonderful night, and then what should we do?"

"What's the building?" Tarrant struggled to stay awake, his head hanging heavily as if a dozen goblins were riding around his neck.

"You know what I mean," Kira Veton whispered into Tarrant's ear.

"I think it's good that we're keeping in on our existing relationship, and after that, maybe soon, you'll continue your madness, and I'll get back to the Psicophite investigation. ”

"Let me think about it...... Are we talking about the same thing? What does this have to do with the damn Psictoon?" Kira Veton half-leaned on Tarrant, "that's what a man should do, conquer a woman"

"Emotions and going to the extremes, didn't your God tell you to restrain yourself?".

"Rotten emotions, civilization makes you more ignorant", Kira Veton stood up, "Joy is the way to understand each other, it is the beginning of a relationship, not the end. ”

"I can't take it," Tarrant replied.

"Very well, cowardly in the rules," Kirawiton said, as he walked towards the door, "I won't miss out on the enjoyment I deserve." ”

Chapter 81: Drunk