"Boom...... Gurgling ......" The "hill" made a low sound and tumbled. Ruinon and the others immediately retreated dozens of steps before they were crushed to death.

"Uh...... What the hell is this?" Fiona covered her mouth and nose and frowned.

Ruinon showed a strange expression and thought: Is it possible......

Through the misty yellow sand, Ruinong and his party could see a pair of orange eyes looming. "Uh...... Grunt ......" a deep voice came from the direction of the opposite eye, followed by a pungent smell of alcohol.

"Gonzas?" Rinon asked cautiously.

"Yes! uh...... Ruinon ...... Belch...... I'm coming...... Uh, what's the matter?" the hill was none other than Gonzas, belching and muffling his voice.

"Gonzas, what's the matter with you??" Rainon seemed to realize something, "where did you drink?"

"Uh...... What's the matter, you want to have some too?...... Here you go!" said Gonzas, stretching out his tiny paws and handing Renon a heavy, barrel-like "this thing...... Belch...... Tastes good!"

Although the oak planks were tightly fitted and the cork was tight and swollen, Renon could still smell the strong aroma of the elixir inside, "I don't mean that, I mean where you drink?"

"What? You don't think this bucket is enough? boy, there is a future, I am very optimistic about you!"

"You're drunk, Gonzas. "Rainon was sweating profusely.

"I didn't drink too much! that wasn't enough......" Gonzas rolled over again, and lifted his feet, only to see four barrels hooked in each of its paws. It uses its nimble forelimbs to remove a barrel of wine, stretches out its sharp claws to poke a large hole in the barrel, and then pours it clean with a "coo-to-goo" aimed at its grown mouth.

"You're really drunk, Gonzas!" said Rinon as he stepped forward and swung his fists at Gonzas, "Stop drinking, tell me what the hell is going on with you, and where did you get that wine?"

"I'll tell you!" Gonzas turned his head, his orange eyes turning towards the two lewd moons, "Ahhh

"Ahem, where did you learn it?" Ruinon thought depressedly: Could it be that there are drunkards in the dragon clan?

"Gonzas, stop making a fuss!" Fiona raised her eyebrows in anger, "Explain everything clearly!"

"Uh...... "Yes, my Majesty," said Gonzas, who struggled to get up from the ground and fell down, "where am I?

Ruinon slapped himself twice in pain and said, "What kind of dragon is this?"

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Gonzas said, shaking his huge head, "......It turns out that since the farewell of Cornwall, Gunzas took Yale to the Golden Dragon's Lair. Yale confessed to what he had done, and the elders sentenced him to life in prison. Gonzas then hurried to Lombbaton, but could not find any trace of Remnon.

"So you're cheating and drinking in the dwarven town?" asked Ronon angrily.

"Uh...... Am I not waiting for you? uh...... Until I heard you call me...... Uh!" said Gonzas, burping, "the old lady will take you in style! The dwarves are so welcoming, and there is no end of rye wine everywhere!"

"This ......"

In this way, Rainon and his party followed the rickety Gonzas towards a small hill not far away. Although Gonzas was drunk, with the dragon's stride and footsteps, Renon and the others had to use the speed of the wind to keep up.

After about another hour of walking, the wind and sand were much lighter, and they could see the bright lights on the small hills in the distance. Wind and sand mixed with loud music and laughter poured into Ruinon's ears, and he knew that he was getting closer and closer to his goal.

Although Gonzath was drunk, he knew that he could not enter the dwarven city in the form of a dragon, so he gently chanted the dragon incantation in his mouth, and his fat body once again transformed into a graceful S-shaped curve. Stimulated by alcohol, two blush appeared on her white cheeks, making her more mature and ambiguous.

"It's an evil dragon, it's a tyrannosaurus, a brutal black dragon......" Renon once again silently recited the almighty mantra.

When he got closer, he found that the city of the original dwarves had been carved out of the mountains. They carved several concaves into the protruding mountain, and then made large openings to carve out low but deep passages into them. Of course, this is relative to humans.

Dwarves rarely come to the surface unless they are forced to do business with the elders. But today, Rainon found a large group of dwarves gathered on the hillside, singing and dancing around a round table with various musical instruments. More dwarves slammed glasses larger than their heads in their hands. "@#*&%!" (Author: The Elder is a collective term for the dwarves for humans and elves.) ）

"What does that mean?" Rinon asked Nightmare in his mind.

"Long live the Wine Festival!"

"Wine Festival?"

"Yes, today, April 15th, is the Dwarven Wine Festival, which celebrates the birth of rye wine. It's no wonder that dwarves who usually only live in underground mines run to the surface. ”

"I see. Ronon nodded.

"The dwarves don't build cities like you. Humans usually build cities in places with fertile soil, convenient water and transportation, but the dwarves don't care about this, they only keep the city near underground ore veins, so that they can mine and forge them. ”

"No wonder I couldn't find a village along the way, they are really gophers!"

"If you go to the dwarven dungeons, you'll see that they're not just any gophers. You're in luck, the dwarves are stubborn and hostile to humans and elves, but they won't on the day of the Wine Festival. Because the dwarves who were heavy drinkers considered rye wine to be their greatest invention, they were willing to share it with anyone. ”

"Uh, is that so?"

"Of course, and the more you drink, the more you'll earn their respect! Come on, Sao Nian! You're an adult, get those pretentious dwarfs down!"

Walking briskly as he chatted with the nightmare, Ronon soon followed Gonzas to the bottom of the hill. The dwarves set up round tables along the hillside, and all that was left was the barrels and mountains of rye wine, except for a few pitiful nutty desserts.

"Hey, beauty, you're back!" a dwarf with a beard stained with wine syrup noticing the presence of Gonzas, waved his glass and shouted in lingua franca, "Come, come, come!"

"She's brought friends, too!" said another red-faced dwarf in a lingua franca with a thick accent, "Come, friends, try this ten-year-old rye!

"This ...... I...... I ...... "rye wine lives up to its name, the brown wine is crystal clear, like agate amber, reflecting the enchanting brilliance under the light of the torch, and the wine is intense, naturally mellow and refreshing." Ryanon, who was good but had never drunk rye, shy away from the large glass of wine, instinctively tried to shirk it but was restrained by the nightmare.

"Fool, have you forgotten what you're here for, this is a rare opportunity, as long as you can make good relations with the dwarves, then alliances and soul stones will not be a problem. ”

"But...... But that cup is too big, isn't it? Let him change it to a smaller one!"

"Idiot!" Nightmare roared madly in Renon's mind, "It's rude to say such a thing at the Wine Festival, to behave like this, you know?

"Uh......" Ruinon said with an embarrassed smile on his face, "Xie Lu, thank you...... Belch...... Xie Lu Xie!" Although he was reluctant in his heart, he honestly took the large glass of rye wine with both hands.

The dwarf nodded in satisfaction, and then he came up to Fiona and Silph and handed two full glasses of rye. Since it was night, and the two elves were wearing heavy cloaks, the flickering torches blurred their vision, so the dwarves could not see each other's faces clearly.

"It's rare that they have been kindly invited, so take it!" Rainon was worried that Fiona would lose his temper, so he stepped forward to persuade him.

Fiona naturally knew the purpose of Ruinon's trip and understood what he meant, so she cautiously reached out and took the wine glass. Sylph would not disobey Rinnon's orders, even if she hated the dwarves deep down.

"I'm sorry for you two. Rui Nong used his spiritual power to talk to the two elves.

"No! Fiona and Sylph replied to Renon with their spiritual powers, "Anyway, this wine is so delicious!

When the red-faced dwarf saw the strange visitor take his wine, he ran back with joy, and shouted in the lingua franca, "Hey, hey, guys, sing and jump! Let's drink this wine together!"

"Hey!#%@*!"

"*&......%¥%#!" The surrounding dwarves cheered together, and the accordions, flutes, reeds, and violins suddenly became even more joyful.

Nightmare is right, today is the dwarves' wine festival, a day when they leave behind their old preconceptions and meet their friends with wine. It doesn't matter where you come from, what race you are, whether you know them or not, it doesn't matter, as long as you come here tonight, we are all brothers and friends after this glass of rye wine.

"Who said they were a bunch of greedy and filthy dwarves who could only dig holes in the ground?" Rinon was infected by this enthusiasm, and involuntarily strode forward to merge with the joyful dwarves.

"It seems to be fun. Sister Fiona, let's go too!" Sylph tugged at Fiona's sleeve and said, "Look, it's so lively here!"

"No!" Fiona would have wanted to pour this rye wine into the stinking ditch if it weren't for Rinon. A glass of wine wants to extinguish the hatred between us?

There were no disputes between the dragons and the dwarves, so it was only natural that they would come together. At this moment, it jumped on the table under the coaxing of the dwarves, picked up a large vat of rye wine and poured it into its stomach.

Tonight, whoever drinks well will win the respect of everyone, and it is clear that Gonzas is the natural protagonist here.

It's a coincidence that the book is not written, and on this day Gonzas and Renon came here together. Originally, Gonzas had come to Lombbaton to look for Rainon, but he noticed movement on the hill not far away, and the smell of wine and music wafted into his ears and nose, which made him unable to extricate himself.

When Gonzas first arrived, a dwarf came to him with a glass full of rye wine, and warmly invited him to sing and dance and eat all kinds of delicious nuts.

I am a noble dragon, how can I drink the drink of these lowly reptiles?Although the pride of the dragon has warned it again and again to stay away from this rye wine, the intoxicating aroma of wine has stirred a fire in its heart......

One bite, just one bite...... Finally it compromised. With the first time, there is a second time, after one bite comes two sips, after two sips comes a cup, after a cup...... (Author: Do you think it's two cups? You Ultraman, a dwarf's cup is too small for a creature like a dragon, not enough to stuff your teeth, of course it's a bucket!)

Under the stunned gaze of the dwarves, Gonzas cleanly drained three barrels of rye wine. Shock was followed by madness, and Gonzas was rightfully the hero of the night's wine festival.

Rynon stood sideways against the round table with his wine glass in his hand, reaching out and pinching a grape into his mouth. "You...... Friend...... Really...... Suddenly, there was a staccato voice behind him, and when he looked back, he saw a red-faced dwarf tugging at his clothes, and the dwarf was floating in his footsteps, as if he was going to fall at any moment.

Renon grinned and said, "Of course. "Because it's essentially a dragon...... Of course, he didn't say this, but thought about it silently in his heart.

Suddenly, the sound of a joyous violin danced beautifully behind Renong's ears. Rinon turned his head curiously, only to see a dwarf in a red cashmere hat strumming at the glass full of rye wine in Rinon while playing the violin.

Ruinon was a little embarrassed by his staring and smiled awkwardly. At this moment, the original joyful sound of the violin seems to have become a tape recorder for cassette, repeating the same monotonous passage over and over again. The hall fell silent for a moment, and almost all the dwarves' eyes were focused on him.

"This ......" Ruinon had a wry smile on his face, he looked at the cup in his hand and looked at the expectant eyes of everyone, he understood: there is so much wine in the cup to keep whales!

Ruinon took a deep breath, picked up his glass, and toasted the huge glass to the sky in a fast-paced "grunt".

Eventually, the tape recorder was no longer cassette, and the cheerful music reverberated over the hills, and the dwarves continued to sing and dance, clinking their glasses full of rye wine.

A glass of rye wine in the stomach, the first time to drink the wine Ruinon did not feel uncomfortable, only felt that the tongue was bitter first and then slightly sweet, the throat was warm, and the mouth and nose were filled with a unique fragrance of rye wine, which was very comfortable.

"Well, it tastes good!" said Rinon smashing his mouth, "no wonder Gonzas is obsessed with it." Belch...... Was there an earthquake?" but it didn't take long for him to feel lightheaded, and the heavens and the earth were spinning rapidly......

"Friend, why don't you have another cup? This cup is made of traditional craftsmanship...... What's wrong with you, friend?"