The moment of parting will not be pleasant, but it will always come and will not change for anyone or anything.

The caravans in the small square had already begun to pack their bags, count their harvest, and make room for the evening's big dinner. The dwarf aunts, who were as stout as the uncles, were setting up the table and carrying large plates of food and drink on them.

"A little reluctant?" Dios was exchanging something with the knight mercenaries of the "Thunder Lion" on the other side, and the idle half-elf came over.

"What about Hoel and Althea?" Allegri asked him with a squint.

"At the priest's. Illo snorted, the full-time nanny making him very depressed.

"Satisfied with the gear you've built?" Allegri never minded adding fuel to the fire.

The knights over there looked at Dios's "Burning City" long sword, and admired it, Illo patted the rough short knife on his waist, and said with a gloomy face,

"I couldn't be more satisfied. ”

"Ha Lu Ha. Allegri patted Illo on the shoulder and laughed, and Illo shook his head and smiled, putting it all aside.

"These damned dwarves don't see the essence of my greatness. Illo leaned back in his wooden chair, playing with his short knife.

"That's how well you're pretending. ”

"Is that a compliment?" asked Illo, turning his face.

"If I say no, will you shoot me in the back the next time you fight?"

"Huh. The half-elf smiled silently, glancing at Allegri's ass with a mysterious gaze.

"Teacher Allegri, Grandpa Priest called you. While they were laughing, Hoel and Althea walked over.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Allegri affectionately tugged at the dwarf's short beard and got up and walked towards the stone house.

"When you go, you'll know the way. Hoel waved his hand and ran away.

The old priest waited at the door, and as soon as he saw him, he pulled Allegri into the stone house, and the strangeness of his actions and the eagerness of his eyes made the magician feel a chill at once.

What is this trying to do?

"Mr. Allegri, are you really leaving tomorrow?" the priest picked up the package on the table, apparently ready, and asked only to confirm.

"Yes, and thank the village for taking care of them for so long. Allegri bowed in thanks.

"Where, those two venom wyverns are thankful you're here," the old dwarf began to take things out of the package,

"This is a letter I wrote to the Mercenary Guild, explaining the situation this time, and requesting to increase the difficulty of the mission to 2 stars, you can submit it to a chapter in any city to receive the mission reward. ”

Allegri looked at the wax-stamped letter and nodded, this is what the mercenary group deserves.

"This is my personal seal, and you can take him to any of the dwarven tribes to receive help. "This time it was an earthy yellow seal, simple and simple, and the material was unknown, but you could feel a faint fluctuation of magic power.

Allegri would like to express his gratitude this time, this seal is a special bonus for the dwarves, and it is very generous. Everyone knows that the dwarves go out of their way to help their friends.

"Mr. Dios and the Half-Elves have both gotten the equipment to build, but you didn't ask for it, we feel a little sorry for you......" Now Allegri loves the old dwarf more and more, including his nagging.

"It's my own reason, the metal equipment on the mage's body will affect our ability to manipulate the magic element. Allegri explained.

“...... Anyway, we decided to make it up to you. Allegri was about to excuse himself when he saw the old dwarf take out some old books from his package.

"Books?" Allegri was a little short of his brain, could the words dwarf and studious and well-read have anything to do with that?

"This is an ancient book that we have handed down and may be useful to you. The old dwarf handed the book to Allegri.

"Oh?...... It's a book on the construction of the Magic Tower?" Allegri said as he carefully discerned the ancient text on it.

"The magic tower is not built by the magicians themselves," the old dwarf laughed, "and the main ones who do this are the dwarves and dwarf craftsmen. ”

"These books have been very helpful to me and I am very grateful. "Allegri.

"That's good," the old dwarf laughed, and opened the package completely, and a bright light burst out. He waved his hand and walked out, indifferently and said, "As for these gems and gold nuggets, you can take them as you like......"

Allegri was stunned, and his favorability towards the dwarves skyrocketed.

No wonder it is said that the mountain dwarves are loyal and generous, and sure enough, people do not deceive me.

Looking greedily at this bag of treasures, the purity of the gems and the fineness of the gold nuggets were obviously different, and it was difficult for him to sweep them all away, so how to choose them made Allegri worried.

After a moment's thought, he stuck his head out and shouted, "Illo, come here." ”

Leave professional things to professionals.

"Are you really leaving tomorrow?" said Hoel, tugging at the corner of Allegri's coat with a bitter face.

"Do you care about me or Althea?" Allegri looked at him sheepishly.

"Of course it's you, teacher!" the beard didn't make his blush, but the dwarf's tone was righteous.

"If you learn badly from Illo these days, you'll be lying. Allegri poked the dwarf in the forehead hard.

"What are you talking about?" Illo suddenly sat between the two of them, looking at his smug demeanor and the bulging money bag around his waist, apparently satisfied with both material and spiritual satisfaction.

"Just ask him about his relationship with Athea. Allegri asked him.

"Of course, it's a pure relationship between men and women. Illo's face was as righteous as the dwarf just now.

"Teacher, what are you talking about?" next to him, Hoel began to play dumb.

"You're still called Mr. Illo, you've learned a lot. Allegri laughed.

"What's wrong with Athea?" next to him, Jonah staggered over with a large glass of liquor in his hand.

"Nothing," Allegri said, shaking his head, glancing at the delicate Aithea in the distance, "when are we going to leave tomorrow?"

"I'll call you," Jonah said with a smile, handing Allegri a glass of wine, "So, don't worry, come and have a toast." ”

"Doesn't drinking alcohol affect our magicians' mental powers?" Allegri racked his brains for an excuse.

"Is that so?...... But how did you hear that our nation's great magician, Lord Viranoo, the Star Caller, was a heavy drinker?"

"Is it ......" Allegri took a tentative sip of wine, the faint bitterness with the aroma of wheat, much like the beer of the previous life, but even more choking. However, this is not the kind of 24K pure spirits that he imagined that could make people talk nonsense and two glasses of the ground!

It turns out that the spirits of this world are at this level, so I, Allegri Bacchus, am still afraid of hair?

He put his mind at ease, smiled and said, Come, have a drink.

"What a bold man!" Jonah gave a thumbs up and shouted to the people next to him to clink glasses and drink together.

The atmosphere of the open-air feast was even more lively, with drunken dwarves and humans mingling, shouting, hooking shoulders and backs, singing loudly, and the sound of tapping and tapping against the stone floor as they danced seemed to be a natural rhythm.

This also affected Allegri, who drank glass after glass of wine, and had the impression that he had had a drink with everyone he met, even the little girl Aithea, and he seemed to say something to Aithea, and his consciousness gradually blurred......

What did you say, and what did you do next?

The self-consciousness had finally sunk into the depths of the sea of souls, and what he had done next was something that Allegri could not have known.

Of course, there is another thing that he will definitely not know.

The great magician of the Snowton Empire, "Star Caller" Biranoo, is self-disciplined and rigorous, and does not drink alcohol. (The first watch, my great Bacchus)

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