Many years later, the residents of Hammer Street would raise their glasses in the direction of the Habs as they recalled the horror of that night at the mercy of Alvar Loren. Whether they are in the Seven Mountains, in the tundra, in the elven territory, or in the Holy Landing City, whenever they meet a Habsian, they will drink a cup of "Heavenly Father's Call" to show their respect. The title "Queen of Spirits" was the highest compliment that dwarves could think of in their meagre vocabulary for Princess Habs.

That day, after Damian sent a distress signal, Loren stepped forward to block Damien's wine out of friendship, although he was unhappy in every way. But then Elder Sean's contempt and dwarven sexism angered Loren.

"What kind of wine can a woman drink, I've seen a lot of noble ladies who pour a glass. Sean paid a terrible price for his words.

After Loren proposed the "Maklara" challenge, Sean sent in one of the young dwarves of the clan. But in less than five rounds, the young dwarf was defeated. Then Redbeard Love, the bandaged "Dwayne Johnson" came to the table one after another, and the cold iron dwarf shamelessly started the wheel battle, but until the end, Sean, who appeared in person, was exhausted and collapsed, and no one could defeat Loren.

Unlike Damian, a "plug-in dog" who relies on a golden finger, Loren purely relies on her own strength, she seems to be the nemesis of the god of wine, alcohol does not work on her at all, and the only trouble is to constantly go to the toilet.

In the end, the dwarves of the entire Hammer Street were all out of the nest, and each clan sent their own amount of alcohol to fight against each other, but no matter who the opponent was, no matter how many people were on the other side, Loren was the same unchangeable, calm and breezy appearance.

It wasn't until the last dwarf in the tavern fell that Loren got up and looked around, shook the glass in his hand slowly, and said what the dwarves hailed as the "Queen's Proclamation" in later generations.

"When I was a child, I had a dream one night that the Dark Father was swimming in a pool full of spirits, and I later told my father about this dream, and he named the spirited distilled spirit 'Heavenly Father's Summoning'. ”

The dwarves finally had to face the reality, put away their arrogance and arrogance, and honored Loren as the "Queen of Spirits".

When the two of them finally walked out of Hammer Street under the adoring gaze of the dwarves, Damian asked Loren with mixed feelings, "When we first met, we drank in Blackstone, didn't you blush after a few glasses of butter ale?"

Loren replied disdainfully: "I can pour a glass when I want to be drunk, and it is useless to drink too much when I don't want to be drunk." ”

From then on, Damian drank in front of Loren, all in a proper manner like a little quail.

.........

A few days later, the dwarves of the Cold Iron Clan, who had come to deliver the goods, saw Loren and saluted her awkwardly, nervous as if an adolescent boy had met a goddess of secret love, and Loren only waved his hand impatiently and motioned for them to hurry away. Anna watched in amazement, and wondered why the rude dwarf saw her sister behaving like a human gentleman.

Loren looked at Damian, who was squatting on the ground like a miser and counting the spars, and frowned and asked: "Why do you want so many spars, I haven't had a chance to ask you that day, I know that it is definitely not what the teacher meant, and there is nothing to make Lorraine never fall into the magic array." ”

Damian glanced back at her dissatisfied, "Why are you so nosy, how do you know that Lorraine does not have a magic array that will never fall, are you an exchange student sent by a friendly country or a spy from an enemy country who has come to spy on the military?"

Loren frowned and was about to draw his sword, but Evans looked at the two helplessly beside him, not knowing whether to stop or not.

At that moment, Kritina hurried into the store.

"Lord Damian, is there still much black dragon prime?"

"What's wrong?" asked Damian, getting up.

"Saturday's auction is now completely crowded, and the nobles of Lorraine are hard to get a ticket. Every country on the continent, including the Holy Light Holy See and the Dark Holy See, sent important people to visit, and Sobis said that for such a large-scale auction, ten bottles of black dragon was too little, for fear of causing dissatisfaction among the bidders. ”

The popularity of Black Dragonin since its release was completely unexpected, and he now only hates that Deathwing's excretion is not large enough, resulting in a monthly production of only four hundred bottles of Black Dragon.

Damian now has less than a hundred bottles of Black Dragon in his hand, and after leaving some for emergencies, at most eighty bottles can be used for auction.

He told Kristina the news, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Eighty bottles are enough, it should be able to meet the demand this time, and even if it is not enough, it is not a bad thing to keep these nobles hungry. Kritina smiled slyly.

"Actually, I didn't understand...... Damian closed the spar treasure chest, "If the black dragon is so precious, why bother spending so much money to buy it, wouldn't it be easier to rob it directly, just like the Siegel family did." ”

"Door-to-door robbery?" Krittina stared at Damian like an idiot, "Do you know that the secret guards around you now include two groups of people arranged by General Capone and the Medici family, and the personal guards and Uncle Evans, the great knight, and now all Lorraine except for His Royal Highness the Duke is the safest for you." If you want to rob you, you may have to have a high-ranking knight order of hundreds of people like Princess Loren. ”

Damian looked at Evans in disbelief, and the Grand Knight nodded at him.

"As for ......," Damian muttered.

"I've never seen such a lucrative business. Kritina sighed.

"Is the auction of Black Dragon in Sorbis on Saturday?" Anna, who had not spoken, suddenly asked.

Kristina nodded, "yes, what's wrong Miss Anna?"

Anna lowered her head, "I just received a letter from my mother today, she said that she was coming to this auction and that she was already on her way to Lorraine. ”

"Aunt Dorothy is coming?" asked Loren in surprise.

What Damian noticed was another question, "Is Habs so close to Lorraine that he can get there in just a few days?" In Damian's impression, Habs is far away from Lorraine, and even if he is fast, it is difficult to reach it without ten days and half a month of day and night.

"Mother's letter says that she is not in Crown City, but in the Duchy of Lorraine, not far from here. ”

Damian and Loren looked strange when they heard this, a Habsian duchess, not good to stay in her own territory, what did she do in Lorraine? Thinking of the rumors of Anna's mother and General Capone, Damian was sure that Anna would soon have a new father.

Damian was tempted to pull out the microphone and interview Anna about "what it was like for a senior to suddenly become his stepfather", but was stopped by Loren's vicious gaze.

It seems that this Saturday is not destined to be a quiet day.