Just as Yusha thought, Ulysses, who had drunk a thousand years of fine wine, was drunk all at once, and he was quite drunk.

The wine brewed by the giants is undoubtedly a treasure among the treasures, but at the same time, not everyone is qualified to drink it. Humans who are not physically strong enough can get drunk for three days and three nights with just a small glass.

And the bowl that Ulysses drank was a real bowl, and even an elephant had to be poured. Ulysses, who was not good at drinking, learned the dragon sword to drink such a bowl in one go, and it was already a miracle that it was not poured.

"Uh......" After drinking this bowl of thousand-year-old wine, Ulysses's whole body shook, and the rain and sand and dragon sword in his eyes became several, as if they were doppelgangers.

Moreover, there are more and more such doppelgangers, and it seems that many people have come to him, laughing at him, and from time to time someone pats him on the shoulder and says something to him.

"Mei Fei, good man, you should eat meat in a big piece, drink wine in a big bowl, come, another drink. Without giving Ulysses a chance to refuse, the wine from the elves slid down his throat.

Unlike the scorching spirits of the Giants, the spirits of the Elves are fresh and refreshing, high-quality wines made from a variety of fruits. To the puzzlement of the other races, despite their superb brewing skills, the elves themselves do not drink.

Most of this sake is used for festivals, and only a very small part is used to entertain friends who have a good relationship with the elves. And even among the goblin clan with a long history, fruit wine that is more than a thousand years old is also a treasure among the treasures, and I am afraid that only Yusha, the supreme god witch, can get so much goblin wine.

The mixture of two very different wines made Ulysses even more unbearable. He reluctantly stood up, and after a few staggering steps, he fell straight backwards.

"Ahh

It smelled very fragrant, demonic, and had something plump and bouncy that held Ulysses' head like a pillow.

What was that? Ulysses, drunk, wanted to turn his head, but this simple action was so difficult for him now, and under the stimulation of alcohol, the secret necromancy he used to support his body was about to collapse.

But on the other hand, because of the touch of skin to skin, there is another force that is slowly expanding. This power easily overwhelmed the already unsustainable necromancy, making Ulysses' body burn.

As a result, Ulysses vaguely knew what he was touching, and it was the body of a mature woman. And now what is holding his head is a pair of plump and feminine beautiful breasts.

A strange aura emanated from Ulysses, quickly capturing the body and mind of the woman behind him, making her face turn red at once, just like Chris and Shami.

"Is it okay?" a gentle voice rang in Ulysses' ears, and she didn't mind Ulysses' rudeness to her, because she had already fallen in love with him.

Even, she took the initiative to hug Ulysses with both hands, so that he could lie more comfortably in her arms.

The beauty holding Ulysses has a beautiful face with beautiful blue hair. Unlike those innocent gem girls, she has a mysterious magic, which is the magic of non-human beings.

Beside her, there was another woman with a somewhat similar silhouette. The long purple hair almost hung down to the ankles, and the part of the eyes was blocked by an eyeband with an eye pattern, and a trace of danger involuntarily emanated, giving people a silent sense of oppression.

These are a pair of sisters, not humans, but sisters of the witches, a higher race who gambled everything of their race and the collection of humans in a distant time. In the history of mankind, witches are regarded as the origin of the catastrophe, an unknown race. They are born with extraordinary magic and beautiful looks, but this unique talent does not bring them luck, and they are accompanied by great misfortune and sorrow.

This is the witch race, a cursed race, a foreign race that was once a member of the human race. For thousands of years, there have always been witches who occasionally awaken in human society. However, most of their fates were very tragic, most of them died at the hands of humans themselves, and the witch hunt continued until 300 years ago.

Even now, the witches are not able to walk the continent openly, because their cursed name has long been ingrained and is regarded as a monster that brings disaster.

No one ever remembered that the original witches were actually willing to merge with the demons to become witches in order to protect the human race itself, and people selectively forgot this, only remembering that they were symbols of disaster, ominous monsters.

However, for Ulysses, who is thousands of times more ominous and terrifying than the life of witches, the demonic nature they carry makes him feel very comfortable, because this aura is very similar to that of the Shaji.

In the blur, Ulysses really confused the witch's sisters with Shaki, and his body naturally relaxed, and he lay in their arms without the slightest warning.

"Let me ...... Take a break...... "Ulysses, who has been doing nearly three-digit puppet girls in a row today, is really tired and needs to find a place to rest.

The witch's sisters glanced at each other, and although her sister's eyes were sealed by herself, the eyes behind the eyeband were still full of pleasure.

"Meiya. ”

"Meisha. ”

With a demonic whisper, the two came to Ulysses's side together, and then took advantage of this rare opportunity to lean on him and feel the body temperature of their lover.

Under the shadow of the tree, the figure of the three of them together is reflected in the eyes of others, it seems so peaceful and happy, that people can't bear to break the intimate atmosphere.

As the heroes who participated in that battle, many people know Mei Fei and the pair of witches' sisters, and they are not surprised at all by this scene.

"Hahaha, hug left and right, a man's ideal. ”

"It's good to be young. ”

"Smack!" The golden wine glass was crumpled into a golden cake by the rain sand, and the terrifying murderous aura erupted uncontrollably, intimidating a large number of people around her.

That bastard, should he kill him now, lest he do such a shameless thing in front of her?

(To be continued)