"My name is Dia, from Black Sheep City. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The other party introduced himself like this because he didn't want to show his identity, and Renault also took the opportunity to say, "My name is Wang Bing." ”

"Wang Bing?" Dia tilted his head and thought about it, as if he was reminiscing about this rather strange name, he looked quite familiar, and sat next to Renault very naturally.

Just as he was about to have the wine brought and the food was served again, several golden figures walked into the courtyard.

"The dog of the temple, it's really unlucky. Dia frowned in displeasure.

"You don't like the Temple?"

"Hmph, a bunch of pretending to be ghosts," Dia didn't hide her emotions in the slightest, "I feel sick to see them. Let's move somewhere else and don't let these dogs distract us. ”

Renaud asked people to wake up Quilan, this person's psychological endurance is really indescribable, and he is not generally afraid of death, the first thing he does when he wakes up is to see if his hands and feet are still healthy.

"What about the people from the Uzi tribe next door, didn't they come looking for trouble?"

Out of curiosity, Quillan quietly glanced in the next room as he left, and almost didn't sit on the floor.

More than a dozen big men lay on the ground as if they were asleep, each with an extremely sharp blade cutting their throats, and blood flowed all over the room, and the thick smell of blood made Quillan almost vomit on the spot.

Looking at Renault again, Quillan suddenly felt a chill all over his body. This young man, who looked gentle and elegant, was so bold that he killed more than a dozen people from the Uzi tribe in Black Sheep City.

Isn't he afraid of being hunted down by the lord of Black Sheep City?

If he continues to follow him, sooner or later he will be involved in big trouble, Quiran made a quick decision and left in a hurry under the pretext of being unwell.

"But when you see a dozen dead people, you are scared like this, and it doesn't matter if you don't make friends with such people. Dia also saw the corpses in the room, but it was as natural as seeing a group of people waiting to be skinned.

"These are from the Uzi tribe," said Renault, "and I'm likely to get in big trouble for it, and it's only natural that he's not with me." ”

"Hmph, bullshit Uzi tribe," Dia showed a face full of disdain, "It's just a group of uncivilized barbarians, who think that they are invincible in the world if they are strong and strong, and they don't care about the entire Oro Continent, and I don't know how thick the sky is, I think they will be unlucky sooner or later." ”

Renault felt the need to revisit Dia.

Now it can be determined that he is a nobleman in Black Sheep City, and his status is not low, the only suspense is only who he is in the Lake family and how much he has to do with it.

Judging from his identity, whether it is dressing, speaking, or various habits, he is very different from the people in Black Sheep City.

This was no ordinary apostasy, as he seemed to be disgusted with the temple.

In this world, even the royal family has to be polite to the temple on the surface, but he openly scolds the people of the temple as dogs.

As a nobleman of Black Sheep City, even if he hates the temple, he even hates the people of the Western Grassland.

Even if he is an anti-bone boy, it is quite rare to be able to reverse to this extent.

Under Dia's leadership, Renault finally came to a slightly comfortable place. It is a quiet tavern, the architecture and decoration are very black sheep style, gorgeous and rugged, and there are some bewitching women in the tavern, who are supposed to be prostitutes who make a living here.

"How's it going?" Diya took Renault straight to the private room in the depths as if she had entered her own home.

The room was too large, surrounded by rare white antlers on the walls, a small mahogany dining table with exquisite glass wine utensils and jade candlesticks, and a fragrant wood box containing white toilet paper.

At each table, there was a girl with a delicate face kneeling on a white and soft wool carpet, exuding a faint fragrance.

From the brain library, I know that this is the style that typical Southern aristocrats like.

Even if Renault didn't like the enjoyment of the aristocracy, he thought the room was very well furnished.

"Very southern. He said, taking a seat at the table.

Dia's eyes lit up, as if she had finally found a soulmate, and happily pulled Renault into the seat.

There were only three people in the seats, him and Renaud, and Yushi.

Yush's two alien servants stood behind her in an orderly manner, and the other girls, Renaud, had all the guards take back to the inn, ready to have them taken back to Black Iron Town at dawn.

While the wine was served, Renault pulled out a piece of toilet paper and pretended to sniff it casually, which had a faint scent of oranges.

"Hehe, rest assured, this is definitely native to Black Iron Town. ”

Dia also knew that one of his uncles, at the behest of his grandfather, had imitated toilet paper and spirits from Black Iron Town, and as a result, these things were sold in large quantities outside of Black Sheep City, and the nobles in the city were still looking after the original products.

And now it is said that the paper mill has been blown to the ground, and the fermented grain is also smelly, and this business can no longer be done, and they are all in a hurry.

Renaud asked tentatively, "Black Sheep City also has this kind of paper?"

"Hmph, Lance is an idiot, and he thinks that he can make the same paper with a recipe, which is simply beyond his means. The smell and texture are too much worse, and only the uninformed countryside will be a treasure. Dia talked eloquently, looking knowledgeable and despised her own copycat.

The wine was soon delivered, and the best wine produced in the north was called the Demon God's Pupil.

Poured into a delicate glass, ice cubes and amber liquid mix together, reflecting a faint candlelight that folds and shines like life.

Renault rarely drank wine, to be exact, he rarely drank at all.

The first time he went to Sequoia Town, he was drunk by Momiji with the momentum of a fish dying in a net, and since then he has known that even if his body has been transformed by the power of demons, he does not have much resistance to alcohol.

Drinking too much is purely to find guilt for yourself, why bother.

"Wang Bing, where are you from?"

"Me?" said Renault after a moment's hesitation, "I come from a far away place, and I lived in Little Wolf Castle some time ago. ”

"Are you a merchant in Little Wolf Castle?" Dia's eyes lit up, and she moved her seat towards Renault with great interest, "Then you weren't there when Renault broke Little Wolf Castle?"

Renault turned his head to look at him, watching his every move, "You're interested in Renault?"

"Yes. Di Zheng put down his wine glass and generously admitted.

"But I've heard some rumors from some merchants, and it seems that Black Sheep City is not too cold to Black Iron Town. “

"So what?" Dia shook her head, and suddenly sighed, "Since I was a child, I have traveled all over the Oro Continent, made friends with many noble lords, and also dealt with people from the royal family, but everything I saw was very dull, and there was nothing new in even pleasure, and I once felt that this world was like this." Even if it is a thousand years from now, there will be no change, drinking the pupil of the demon god, eating steak from the West, the golden-tailed white fish from the Nibel River, they think it is tradition, but in my opinion, they simply accept innovation. ”

Hearing him say this lot, Renault was intrigued, "Oh? Does this have anything to do with Renault?"

"Of course it does!" (To be continued.) )