Chapter 193: The old driver is on the road

From the very center of the Dawn Square stretches a well-carved and polished avenue, leading straight to the distant Sun Well Heights, which can be called three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry. Unsheltered by the dense woods, Lanlos could clearly see the heavily armed guards on both sides of the road.

At the same time, there are countless High Elves who patrol the highlands on a 24-hour rotation.

To speak in good conscience, such strict protection is a bit excessive.

The war on the front line continues, the Far Traveler is fighting the trolls of Zuaman to the death, and the Ranger himself has caused a lot of unnecessary sacrifices to the disadvantages of the fortified battle, and Silvermoon City is still continuing to strengthen the garrison of the Sunwell at this juncture, it is really ......

Well, it seems to be right, who made Satair make such a big disturbance in Silvermoon City?

Shaking his head, he lost interest when he thought of the demon who had come into this world because of him.

"What happened later?" On the side, Astalo saw that Lanlos was silent, and immediately urged excitedly, as if he was a dying man in the desert who saw an oasis, and wanted to open the latter's head.

Don't think it's an exaggeration, even Lannathel turned her head and stared at Lanlos silently with fiery eyes, and even Romans, who had always been bored with most things, subconsciously turned his head, and his blue eyes faintly revealed a dangerous aura.

For a storyteller like Lanloes, I'm sure Romans would be happy to send the blade, no, it should be just throwing a fireball......

Fortunately, Lanlos has rough skin and thick meat, so he is not in a hurry because of this. I cleared my throat unhurriedly under the murderous gaze of a group of listeners, and then slowly continued: "Then, I shouted 'Destroy you on behalf of the sun', at that moment, it was as if the soul of the sun well was possessed, and the power continued to pour out from my unicorn arm, and I pulled out the sword in the stone as soon as I pulled out the sword in the stone, and the small universe exploded instantly, and a sword forward!"

"By the time I came to my senses, Zakaz was dead. ”

"Standing in the black blood, I caressed Sdomka's still warm body, and chanted a poem at that time......"

"All right, gentlemen. "Among the group, Salorian was able to keep calm in the big brag of Lanlos, after all, if you want to make the middle-aged and elderly people enthusiastic, it is better to play with a small apple......

Ignoring the dangerous and piercing gazes of these young men, Salorian straightened his chest and looked ahead: "We have arrived. ”

Real drivers...... A real lecturer doesn't usually tell the audience about the end in the first act, and since Salorian speaks, Lanlos keeps his mouth shut in amusement. Silently looking at the people around him with an uncomfortable expression, his heart can be regarded as happy.

Like, let's come from the information age anyway, just copy the plot of some hot-blooded anime to whet your appetite, that's not a sprinkle thing?

That's right, just like Salorian thought, this kid was purely a mustache along the way. Don't forget, getting a Domka is technically a tomb robbery, and that's a spurned act. So, it's not something that can't be understood with a little more oil and vinegar......

At least for now, these young people are having fun.

"Damn! Damn! I forgot to record it!" Suddenly, Astalo's eyes widened, and he clutched his long withered hair like crazy and shouted, then remembered something, and immediately looked at Romans beside him with a pleading gaze.

After playing for Quel'Salas for so many years, Roman saw through this assistant's idea at a glance, and immediately put away his urging with his gaze to Lanlos, and turned his head away, with obvious disdain on his face: "Cut, I didn't listen to a word of this boring thing." ”

Tsk, textbook tsundere......

Next to him, Lannather, who bowed her head in contemplation, suddenly brightened her eyes: "Well, on behalf of the sun to destroy you......?

Seeing that everyone didn't pay any attention to his meaning, the bitterness on Salorian's face almost turned into substance, and just as he cast a complaining gaze on Lanros, Lannather's words made his face change greatly, and he immediately interrupted her proposal with a roar: "Absolutely not!"

"Why?" the usually amiable boss suddenly erupted, causing Lanna Searle to shrink back suddenly, her big bright eyes flickering, and I saw a sharp contrast between the pity and the coldness just now.

Seeing this, Salorian was speechless, to be honest, he didn't know why, it was just a feeling. A feeling that if you continue to let the other person develop, it will be bad......

Seeing that Lanlos tightened his face, as if he could laugh out loud at any time, Salori was even more sure of his thoughts: "There is no why, this is an order!"

Anger isn't the best way to fix things, but in many cases, it's very effective. In the midst of Salorian's continuous roars, the group finally focused on him.

"It's time for us to get down to business. ”

Hearing this, everyone immediately put away their jokes and focused their attention on Lan Luos.

"Except for the well keepers, we are also not allowed to approach the Well of the Sun at will, and we will not be able to accompany you in the future. Obviously, the short time spent together has greatly increased Astalo's favor for Lanlos, "Back we can have a good chat about Domka on the Magister platform, including food and lodging, and drinks ......"

"During working hours, it is forbidden to drink too much!" Romans frowned fiercely when he heard this, but seeing that Lanlos was still stunned in place, he took the initiative to gently bump the other party's shoulder, "What are you still stunned for?"

"Ahem, it's just that your words remind me of the daylight aging of Sutheril Manor, ah, that reminds me of my first love......" Looking at the other party's iron face, Lanros's eyes flashed with fleeting pleasure. Not to mention, it is endless fun to tease such a proud and serious young man.

"Then you must not have tasted the green wine from the Blue Breeze Coast. A chuckle like a wind chime suddenly rang out, filling Lanros's face with surprise.

I don't know if it was the mouth just now or the current discussion about fine wine, Lannacel looked at her gaze and no longer showed the disgust she had before, but instead appeared with approval, a kind of recognition from people in the same way: "The green fruity aroma and the slight drunkenness soaked in the bone marrow, that is the taste of youth." ”

"There is no taste, the only real wine is the special red wine of the Tower of the Sunrage, and the rest is swill!" This kind of discourse that does not hesitate to highlight the nobility and royal power at the expense of the hatred of the whole Tula is only Romans can say.

"Oh, it seems that our noble Magister doesn't seem to know how to write the words "frog at the bottom of the well?"

"Are you challenging me?"

"I'm afraid you won't dare. ”

"Hmph, at nine o'clock tonight, the Morrowind Tavern will not return home if you are not drunk. ”

"Romans, there is still work ...... at night"

"Shut up!"

"Haha, don't use this as an excuse to run away then. ”

......

Seeing that the two groups of mages and warriors suddenly quarreled, Lanlos consciously and silently followed the pace of Salorian and moved forward quickly, and at the same time did not forget to apologize in a low voice, and apologized with new ideas: "Don't be surprised, I have always been the source of trouble. ”

"You're really self-aware. He smiled bitterly, but Salorian didn't blame him, on the contrary, his face showed sincere relief and gratitude, "But it's been a long time since I've seen the Sunfury Legion and the Knights of the Morning Blade appear together in the tavern, so it's good to be in this connection, and I really have to thank you." ”

"Verbal praise is too insincere, it's better to have something real. ”

"How about you watch a show tonight?"

"......" Seeing Salorian's smirk, Lanlos couldn't help but mourn for a second of silence for the red-faced High Elves behind him, "How do I feel that Romans is going to suffer?"