The next day, Hansen brought Green good news, as well as bad news, that the plague was largely under control and that there were no more infected people.

The bad news is that two people died in hospital beds before they could take the medicine.

Green was silent for a while, and then said, "You look at the situation and give some help appropriately." ”

"Yes, Lord Duke. ”

Cromo ran up to Green in high spirits, holding a basin in his mouth.

A burst of alcohol came out.

Green stepped forward to take a look, only to find that the Cromo pot contained wine, but the quality of this wine was a bit worrisome, in addition to the smell of alcohol, there was also the first bit of sourness.

And there were a lot of impurities in it, and Green even saw the corpses of a few small insects.

Green probably guessed the origin of this wine, it should be the wine made by Cromo himself, the wine made by Ames, it will not be so inferior, this wine is not very qualified.

"Wow!"

Cromo proudly showed off to Grimm.

Green couldn't laugh or cry.

The next moment, Cromo pushed the basin in front of Green.

Green understood what Cromo meant, and wanted Green to taste the wine he was making.

This made Green a little moved, but then, Green refused without hesitation.

Green is still very particular about eating, especially when the food variety of Fantasy Manor is gradually complete, even more so, Green will not eat food that tastes bad.

Although Cromo's heart is good, Green doesn't want to drink this wine when he sees it.

In fact, as long as a normal human being, as long as he has drunk a fairly normal wine before, he will not be interested in the wine made by Cromo, and many people, presumably, will not be able to bear this kind of wine.

As long as your stomach and intestines are slightly fragile, you will inevitably experience the feeling of staying in the toilet for a long time.

Green's refusal made Cromo a little angry, muttered, and then buried his head and took a sip of his own, a big sip, and drank half of the wine in the basin.

Suddenly, Cromo's expression became a little hideous.

The next moment, Cromo turned his head and snorted violently.

A rain of wine seems to be pouring down.

The Iron Eater was a little confused, because the direction that Cromo was facing was the direction where the Ironeater was located, which led to the fact that most of the mouthfuls that Cromo sprayed fell on the Ironeater.

Drunk and embarrassed, this is the image of the iron-eating beast at this time.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Cromo hurriedly ran away.

The iron-eating beast was very aggrieved, and tears were rolling.

Green was a little helpless, and used magic to clean up the mess for Cromo, but the ones on the iron-eating beast were not so easy to handle, and after thinking about it, Green threw the iron-eating beast directly into the river.

Let the river wash over for a while before bringing the iron-eating beast up again.

Dry by magic.

The iron-eating beast's mood came and went quickly, and after realizing that there was nothing unusual about his body, his mood immediately recovered, and he stretched out his paws, raised his little face, and began to beg for food everywhere.

Green casually glanced at the surface of the river and found that many fish and shrimp were actually floating on the water.

Obviously, this is no longer alive.

The corners of Green's mouth twitched, and he secretly said that he was lucky that he didn't drink Cromo's wine, otherwise even if he had a strong physique, this wine would not let him die, but it would definitely not be so comfortable.

Cherish life and stay away from the wine made by Cromo.

Green hesitated for a moment, then passed on the message.

The entire manor knew what Cromo was doing, whether it was the little maid or a group of fantasy creatures, Hansen and the three, and the three of Meyer, and Ames, no one agreed to Cromo's request for a wine tasting.

So Cromo set his sights on the Tosa wolves who had been following Cromo and were loyal to him.

Tosa Wolf only felt a chill in his back, as if something unfortunate was about to happen.

After a while, all the Tosa wolves fell to the ground crookedly, some foaming at the mouth, some babbling gibberish, and some convulsing.

Cromo nodded in satisfaction.

Green saw Cromo's masterpiece and didn't say anything, those Tosa wolves, Green had given full authority to Cromoh, even if Cromo did something more excessive to Tosa wolves, Green wouldn't say anything.

Compared to Tosa Wolves, Cromo is much more important to Green.

And Cromo's wine will not cause substantial harm to Tosa wolves, at most it is a prank.

Suddenly, Green looked east, in the direction where Lookout Island was located.

The watchbird sent a message that a strange creature had appeared in the watchbird's line of sight and was approaching the lookout island at a breakneck speed.

"Cromo!"

Green spoke to Cromo, and quickly approached Lookout Island.

Cromo was behind Green, running fast.

A woke Tosa wolf, followed closely.

This creature is still very desirable, and after recognizing Cromo as the master, it has been loyal, even if it has been devastated by Cromo's wine just now, it still has not changed a bit.

Come to think of it, this is the reason why orcs have chosen this creature as their companion for thousands of years.

Of course, there is another important reason, that is, the reproductive ability of this creature is much stronger than that of fantasy creatures, not so much that there is not enough for each person, and the nobles among those half-orcs are not raised by Tosa wolves.

Green stood on top of the watchtower, and the watchbird stood at Green's feet, its piercing eyes looking into the distance.

Cromo stood on the shore, observing Green from time to time.

The Tosa Wolf failed to come, and there was a distance between the lookout island and the beach, with sea water in between, and the Tosa Wolf could swim, but it was extremely inefficient, so Cromo ordered the Tosa Wolf to wait at the beach.

Finally, as the watchbird had spoken, the strange creature appeared in Grimm's sight.

Only one head was exposed, and most of the body was underwater.

And this is only for a moment.

The next moment, the creature was all in the water, a creature capable of diving.

But that was enough, and Green had recognized the creature.

It's a sapient creature, just as notorious as a half-orc, no, more unbearable than a half-orc, an intelligent creature that even half-orcs dislike.

Fish-people.

Green's eyes narrowed slightly, Fish-Man, it's been a long time since I've been near a shallow sea area, and it's not good news.

Even if all races look down on the fish-people and are hostile to the fish-men, they have to admit that the strength of the fish-people is very strong, and the special professions among some of the fish-people are even more terrifying.

After all, this is a race that has been united by many intelligent races to completely drive them to the deep sea.

Grimm's thoughts moved, and his feet floated in the air.

The next moment, Green appeared hundreds of meters away.

A figure, at Green's feet, swam quickly and approached the lookout island.