The two of them sat down, and the dinner was a raw pickled meal.

There are low-grade monster fish and shrimp raised on a large scale in Watergate City, and there is one of the ten people standing behind the industry.

It was the first time for Priscilla to taste this style of food, and she rarely quieted down and did not launch a map cannon attack, occasionally raising her glass to touch someone, and she also developed a habit of occasionally drinking due to the other person's alcoholism.

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Black Knight, for your contribution in the crusade."

Wilhelm came over with a wine glass to thank him, his wife had died from Moby Dick, and all the participants were his benefactors.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Schodermier, I've been feeling you badly before, and now it seems like it's just a mistake, forgive me for not being able to drink alcohol, but tea instead."

As the grandson of the previous generation of Juggernaut, Rheinharut also came over, and the Knight of the Guard was not allowed to drink alcohol while on duty, although there was no special rule in normal times, but Juggernaut believed that rules should permeate all aspects of life, and apologized for his "preconceived" impression.

"The logic is confused, next time I'll remember to stun you in advance."

"The concubine wants to develop an underground romance with you, so that the concubine is no longer a tool."

"Understood, great end."

After thanking the grandson, they went to Anna's side, and during the crusade, Anna's camp secretly gave a lot of material help, but because the stench caused by the gathering of monsters disgusted the members of the Iron Fangs, they did not send people.

"There's no chaos at all, it's all the same, you all use the concubine body as a tool!"

"It used to be, it wasn't now, and one day you'll be dependent on concubines."

"It's reconciliation."

"And what kind of guy is your wife?"

"It's okay, instead of caring about this, you can teach me a little trick of cutting sashimi, you're a sword master."

Priscilla stood on her tiptoes sideways, and was about to reach out when she was hit in the forehead with a light punch that was just the right amount of force.

On the other side of the table, Priscilla tilted her head to listen to the music, and before she could swallow the food, her pink cheeks bulged slightly, and she asked with great interest:

"Aiqing, will our relationship be recorded?"

"Being able to talk so hotly with the murderer of my wife really made me laugh off my big teeth, and you, what are you pretending to be, didn't you often beg me for wine when you were a child?"

Wilhelm smiled and patted his grandson on the shoulder twice, and his words were full of inexplicable ease.

"It's the truth."

"The concubine body was abandoned by her mother since she was a child, she was the body of the demon queen of the country during the period of the Emperor of Thorns, and she can also be understood as reincarnation, anyway, it doesn't matter, and then the father committed suicide in front of the concubine, and opened the ceremony of choosing the emperor with his life, the concubine body thinks that it is the death of the king, which is very cool, so if you want to die in the future, you have to go crisply, but in retrospect, it is still a little cruel, the concubine body was only twelve years old at that time, and now you also use the concubine body as a tool......"

"Grandfather is in a mixed mood today, and I don't know why." Rheinharut replied in a whisper.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the evening radio of Watergate City rang out on time, and the beautiful and ethereal singing of the singer echoed over the city, and with the help of the magic circle inscribed with the magic of the Third Order, the Meteor Tower transmitted the music to every corner.

Priscilla's face instantly collapsed, and she was able to get to her feet.

"Grandfather." Rheinharut said worriedly.

Jiang Yuan returned to the first floor and continued the dinner that had been forced to be aborted.

"You take care of her, don't have any accidents."

Before he fell unconscious, only this sentence echoed in his ears.

The transcendent is roughly equivalent to the level of the Sanctuary, and the hundred-level supreme is the uncrowned one who has come to the limit, as for the Sword Saint, under the favor of the world, it can basically be regarded as most of the legends, due to the different rules at the bottom of the world, they stole the power that should have been born in the body of the living being, and transformed it into a world-class prop of the rule system.

Jiang Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Changing to a tool man, are you more acceptable?" ”

Priscilla didn't answer, her face was red, and she asked with a spirit:

Priscilla blinked, showing disbelief.

As a star spirit who signed the contract, Albede had already understood the grandeur of his master's true face.

Wilhelm and Rheinharut's relationship improved markedly, and just then, a drunk man walked into the hall.

He has messy red hair.

With a flash of light, the Balance Star Spirit Jarbede appeared, armed with repaired black armor and a long-handled heavy axe.

"If you're so arrogant, let's wait until you become a dragon."

Jiang Yuan maintained a cold sanity, and did not waver in the slightest because of Sun Ji's enthusiasm.

"He's an idiot."

The beautiful love affair recorded by the troubadour decades ago is widely known because both men and women are famous figures.

At the same time, this also makes it much less difficult to promote the transcendent, and the vast majority of the overall number of history are guys who cannot have and give birth to power qualifications, which can be called pulling out seedlings to help grow, and there is no power to complement each other, and the road to strength is undoubtedly a moat, resulting in a pitiful number of originally.

"Has Aiqing ever considered getting married?"

"I accept this thanks." Jiang Yuan replied flatly, reaching out to clink glasses with the two, he did participate in the killing of the white whale, so there was nothing to blame.

"My daughters are about the same age as you."

Jiang Yuan helped Priscilla, who was unsteady on her feet, to leave the table and walk to the bedroom on the second floor, the last time the other party was drunk and almost ran naked in front of him, this drunkenness is an incomprehensible performance for people who have never been drunk.

"What a bad excuse."

"You're just dependent, from helpless to vital right and right hands, and being mistaken for love, it's understandable, I forgive your childish thinking."

Firut ran to his First Knight and asked quietly.

"What is that concubine in your eyes?"

"The tools, the quality is high, you know, I rarely praise the quality of the tools."

The previous generation of Blademaster's sons re-torn apart the efforts of both sides.

Jiang Yuan carried Priscilla, who was like a dead dog, back to the bedroom, threw it to the bed, and then took out the key to the zodiac.

"No, because romance doesn't exist, and you're drinking too much." There were some black lines between Jiang Yuan's eyebrows, but he was already a little accustomed to this, and his extreme egotism was blessed by the drink, and what was presented was gibberish.

It's a sword ghost love song playing inside.

"That's just the facts."

"You're sure you have a wife, right?"

"That's right."

"Oh no, why does the concubine think you're telling the truth, you're really married!!"

Its protagonists are none other than the former Juggernaut and the Demon of the Sword.

Not far away, Anna sighed, the red-haired man was the swordsman she had recruited before, and as a dragon witch, of course she didn't want to see the Firut camp and the Kurxiu camp come together.

Duke Karsten, coupled with the outstanding combat power of the Juggernaut, will only blindly increase the difficulty of competition among the other participants, which is an unacceptable result.

(End of chapter)