A strange adventurer appeared inside the Purgatory Tavern, who sat in the best seat of Purgatory every day, ate the best dishes, and ordered the most expensive wines. He was tall and burly www.biquge.info with gray hair and beard, and on his back was a shiny double-edged axe. The gray beard indicates that he is an experienced adventurer, and the snowy giant axe has extinguished the desire of many adventurers to provoke. There were no wrinkles of time on his face, but there was a glow of wisdom.

This is a glamorous adventurer, and from time to time a hot drunkard comes to make an ambiguous invitation. Unfortunately, this man was like a puritan, and he didn't have the slightest distraction about those hormone-filled bodies.

For five days, for five whole days, he rested in the room behind the purgatory, except for drinking in purgatory.

"Hello, I'm Kate!" the orc twisted up to Mowglitte, "don't mind if I sit here?"

In the afternoon, the Purgatory Tavern was only full of adventurers, and the orcs had a rare chance to relax.

"Of course, it's my pleasure. Morgaret held up her glass, "Douglas, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

"It's Bordeaux champagne, fifty gold moores a bottle!" Kate's gaze fell on the table in front of Mowglitte, where there was a pile of empty bottles.

"Yes, authentic Bordeaux champagne, it tastes great. I like it very much. Mowglitte drank the amber liquid from the glass. Then fill it up again.

"You're not like those people, you're a special adventurer!" said Kate, the orc.

"What's the difference, I'm richer than them?"

"Of course, they can't afford to drink Bordeaux champagne that expensive. They're here to make money in White Rock, and you seem to be here for a vacation?"

"What?" Morgritte's tone was low and magnetic, "don't you welcome a guest like me?"

"No, how could it be!" Kate, the orc, replied quickly.

"So, did you come here to sit with me as a friend?" Morgridle suddenly leaned forward, approaching the orc across from him, and stared at the orc's towering female features without hesitation, smiling wickedly.

The half-orcs were in a trance, and there was a slight loss of concentration. Then she hurriedly got up and fled.

Soon after, Morgaret was replaced by another person in front of him.

"Hello, I'm Angela. The goblin straightened his back, and the anger of Morwritte, who had lost his brilliance, combined with Angela's now gloomy expression, actually had a lovely taste.

"Douglas, nice to meet you. Morgridle crossed her legs on the table in front of the couch.

"I'm ......" Angela suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Say whatever you want," Morgritte's legs swapped places on the table in front of the couch, his eyes narrowed at what Angela was about to say.

The Grey Dwarf had been in Purgatory for five days with nothing to do, and the time he had agreed with Merlin was approaching. Unexpectedly, in less than three weeks, Merlin not only incorporated the Wind Demon Wolf gang left behind by the former One-Eyed Bond, but also made a name for himself in the wilderness. Now when it comes to the tentacles of vampires, it is a distortion among adventurers. No adventurer who encounters Merlin, whether in small groups or large troops, does not fail to see blood.

In these five days, Morwritte thought a lot. For the Grey Dwarf, it is important to get the Silver Blacksmith badge as soon as possible, so that after seven years, Mowglitte can return to the Western Ghats to inherit his own mountain and raise his own furnace. But the most important thing now is the attack of the ghost beast tide. Originally, Blaney planned to hire some people from Frostless City to participate in the protection of the territory, but the martial law of Frostless City made this plan abort.

"It seems that if you want to keep the Purgatory Tavern, you have to rely on yourself. "Morwritte has been thinking about this for the past few days, it is a little unrealistic to rely on the adventurers in White Stone, and the gray dwarves don't have that much money to hire them.

I can only start with the formation, arrange a formation on the stone bridge in Baishi Town, and block those ghost beasts from Baishi Town.

In fact, Morgritte has not been idle in the past few days, he has been studying the alchemy formation arranged on the stove in the blacksmith shop. Now the Eternal Flame had been hidden by him through that formation.

If a magic circle is placed on the stone bridge, it will not hide the town of Baishi. Mowglitte's heart became hot, and the hidden White Rock Town, no matter how terrifying the beast tide was, there was no need to worry.

"What did you just say?" Morgaret realized that he must have missed something.

"Mr. Douglas, you are very rude. Angela's face flushed.

"Sorry, beautiful fairy lady, you should forgive an old man who often gets caught up in his memories. All he didn't mean to. Morwritte lowered her feet from the table in front of the couch.

"Mr. Douglas, you have such a good sense of humor. A smile appeared in front of Mowglitte after a long time, and at that moment the gray dwarf lost his mind. But he soon drew his attention back to reality.

"I'm telling the truth, I'm over 130 years old. "Morgaret is telling the truth, grey dwarves generally live to be eight hundred years old. Although Morgriel is now only seventeen or eighteen years old, he actually lived to be one hundred and thirty years old.

"Oh, it's amazing how strong you still look, you don't look like an aging person at all. Angela became happy, and the flush on her face had not yet faded.

"I have some secrets that I never show to anyone, and these are the secrets that keep me strong, and of course they are not unseemly, but they are only suitable for private occasions to show to intimate partners. Mowglitte said very vaguely, these words should not be said to a stranger on such an occasion, but the thought of his slave girl opposite, Morwritte was relieved, looking at Angela's embarrassed appearance, the little guilt in his heart also dissipated like smoke in the wind.

"I understand. Angela held her hands up in front of her chest in a defensive gesture, and the roots of her ears turned red. "I don't have much interest in these intimate things of yours. ”

"That's a shame, I thought I could finally find someone to talk about life with. Morgaret raised her glass and watched as the elf fled as fast as a rabbit.