Is Wren intrigued?

Not really.

At his level, he is really like a god, and he can casually pick up a 'god who waits for the god to treat the princess' and go home, and tell her that he is actually a big villain.

People have to be grateful to Dade when they look back.

However, he enjoyed this process of 'the other party went from disliking him, preparing to let go of the game, and then really admiring him'.

Wren didn't know if this was a deliberate trick that the other party had calculated that he was agile and not weak.

Maybe there is a script, but the female knight in front of her, who is the person in the play, was really reluctant at first. That's the best part.

From time to time, Wren cooperated with the dance steps to wrap his arms around Margaret's waist, enjoying the beauty. If there is any fly in the ointment, it is that the other party's hands are a little rough.

This little flaw can't affect Wren's good mood.

I don't know if it was drunk, Margaret's face turned crimson.

Good times are always short-lived, and after a dance, she can only leave.

Next, Rennes had to face a second challenge.

When the second girl drank the [Golden Ale Wine], Wren smiled, and everyone smiled kindly.

The dancer is Vondark's sister Calisina. Faced with this dwarf beauty with a proud A1 paper waistline, Wren decisively chose to make seven saves and all the mistakes. In the end, when everyone didn't move, Wren was stunned and performed a flat fall, which caused a round of good-natured laughter from everyone.

"Woohoo! Rude bull. You're too weak to be challenged by this princess! Callisna crossed her waist and said in a playful and proud tone.

Wren played the essence possessed and spat out as a 'bull': "Ah! Beautiful princess, I am willing to redeem my 'bull's life' with this treasure. ”

With that, Wren bowed slightly, and handed out a bracelet made of colored prince scales in both hands.

At this moment of the show, the surrounding crowd erupted in enthusiastic cheers, among which the cheers of the dwarves were the most violent.

Some cried, some laughed, and some made noise.

"Haha! Your Highness, let this reckless bull go. ”

"Hahahaha! That's right! ”

Everyone knows that this is Wren taking care of the Iron Hand Clan, which can be regarded as a warm-up for tomorrow's ceremony.

For a time, the guests and hosts were happy.

More guests started drinking, and of course, they opted for large glasses of ale.

The music grew louder and louder, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic, and you could even see a few old and unscrupulous dwarfs jumping on the table to perform a tap dance.

Wren had completed his task and returned to his seat. He didn't have to go down to the dance floor again unless he wanted to.

The people who came to toast came one after another, and Wren responded with a smile.

With Guntea and Vondak around him, two tool men blocking the wine, Wren was really enjoying tonight's wine feast.

After a while, looking at Margaret, who was walking over with a large cup in each hand, the tool duo playfully moved out of the way and blocked a little bit ahead.

At this moment, I don't know how many envious eyes came over.

They were already secretly lamenting the good fortune of the knights.

If you are someone else, when you see a young man soaked in [Rose on Horseback] Margaret, it is likely that he is envious of his Yanfu. And Wren's words, it will become Margaret Gao Pan.

A thousand beautiful women of all colors came with the task of befriending the physics school, and only Elizabeth and Margaret were considered to have successfully got close, isn't this shit luck?

On the outer ring, the two legendary paladins had a toothache to watch.

No, everyone's people can get close, why is their own sand sculpture saintess drunk like mud, and they haven't done anything. One offense and one apology, and there was a tie. Can the female knights of the knight faction pass?

In the side hall next to the VIP rest, a beautiful blonde girl clicked her mouth and muttered, "I'm not drunk, I can still drink ......"

A group of acolytes of the Sect of Light died of sorrow.

Here, maybe it's because she spits out the truth after drinking, or maybe Margaret in a calm state doesn't have the courage to approach. This time, in a slightly drunk state, she came up and drank three glasses of ale with Wren in one go.

She suddenly asked a peculiar question: "In Your Excellency's world, have knights fallen?" ”

Wren muttered, "Yes. ”

"Replaced by a mage?"

"It's not."

It's been gunned!

When the machine gun appeared, even the cavalry became a loud noise.

[Dignity is only above the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon] These words, please savor them.

Margaret lay on the wine table, her eyes glazed over: "They all say that there is a mage." The kings only needed cavalry and ordinary soldiers. ”

Wren took a sip of ale: "From the point of view of war economics, this is obviously more cost-effective. ”

"Is a knight good for nothing?"

"Of course not, because good things always have value that should be guarded and carried forward."

"Is it possible for you to authorize the [Li] insignia to the various knights?" As soon as Margaret said this, the outer circle spread out her perception, and she deliberately listened to the big guys here with a feeling of temporary stagnation of her heart.

No, that's too straightforward.

In terms of negotiation skills, this is out of the sky. Even if you want a beauty plan, you should first coax Wren away, push him down in the side hall, make Wren comfortable, and finally blow the pillow wind.

Why don't you give anything, that's embarrassing?

Even the old knight who pricked up his ears silently held his forehead, and the nobleman next to him hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Margaret's kid probably messed up."

There are no absolutes.

No one will ever know how far Lei will go in order to maintain his majesty as a master. There is a cheap disciple of Fundak watching next to him, and it is not good for him to demonstrate in person what [being a teacher and] is.

If you don't have discipline, can you expect your disciples to have discipline in the future?

Let alone......

Am I Lei someone who can't open his legs when he sees a beautiful woman?

Am I?

I'm definitely not!

Even if someone has the idea of leaving a body of [righteousness] for others, at least at this moment, he is a famous teacher who can stand the test.

Wren rubbed his fingers against the rim of the small wooden barrel-shaped wine glass, and an intriguing expression appeared on his face: "Oh, it's not impossible to talk. It's up to you to see if you have what I want. ”

Wren's gaze shifted, looking at the old knight twenty meters away to the left, and raised his glass from afar.

The old knight was stunned for a moment, and also raised his glass to show his respect.

"The Iron Hand Clan Ceremony is over, let your people talk to my fifth apprentice Flora."

"Huh?" The long tail note represents the surprise of the owner of the voice, and Margaret's eyes widened in hazy drunkenness: "That's it?" Frank said I still want this and that, and you are so terrible! ”

Wren was speechless: Turning my suite into a goblin's lair?

The old knight in the distance held his forehead again, and the nobleman next to him shrank his neck, eager to find a crack in the ground on the spot to get in.

Without waiting for someone to cast his gaze, the goods immediately escaped with urine.

(End of chapter)