The men talked for a while, and when it was getting dark, Misotier said, "The time is almost up, let us set out for the palace." ”

Leaving Misotiye's house, the three of them followed Misotier and walked to the palace of King Morin, this time Sawan was an eye-opener, and there was also a walk to the palace for a banquet, which was completely unimaginable in the city of Sorin.

Even after dark, the streets were still full of people, and the cries seemed to be louder than during the day, especially the stalls selling all kinds of meat, which not only made the food very bright, but also full of aroma, which made Savin's saliva water, and he almost wanted to have dinner at these stalls, and go to the palace!

In fact, the palace was not far from Misotier's home, and the three of them were not familiar with the road before, so they were led around, but this time Misotier led the way, through a dense tent area, and then through a street to the palace. The three of them gasped when they looked up, it turned out that this was the palace!

I saw a large golden tent in the center surrounded by tents of different heights and colors in front of me, and a large flag was erected at the top of the giant tent, and a large blue and white flag fluttered in the wind, which was the so-called King Molin's Palace.

Seeing that the three of them looked stopped, Misotier smiled and said, "You probably haven't seen it, most of our Morin country are herdsmen, and the royal family has always maintained the customs left over from the nomadic past, so the royal palace is no different from other places. ”

"Ah...... Be...... It's really special......" the three of them laughed.

"Come, I'll lead you in. Misotier beckoned cordially.

Misotier led the three of them to say hello casually to the palace guards, and the guards let a few of them go without even asking. Sawin glanced at the guards, all of them with large shoulders and round waists, large figures, wearing brown leather armor, holding a spear, and carrying bows and arrows behind them, still dressed as nomads.

The group finally arrived at the huge tent, and before they could enter, they heard a palace guard at the door shout: "Uyanor Magic Society, Master Misotier has arrived!" Misotier smiled and led the three of them into the big tent.

The three of them thought that the tent was a huge space, but when they went inside, they realized that their guess was wrong, the big tent was actually divided into several layers, and each floor was divided into rooms of different sizes, and its structure could be described as quite complicated.

The three of them couldn't help but sigh secretly when they saw it, this time it was really a great experience, it turned out that the tent could be so delicate and complicated, and this Morin Country was not so backward.

I finally arrived at the place where the banquet was held, in fact, it was the largest space in the tent, and I saw a circular space covered with a thick carpet, which was very soft and soft to step on, and dozens of small tables had been placed in a circle, and many guests had already sat down to eat, and a strong smell of wine came to the face, and the heads of the three people were dizzy.

A maid led the group to their seats, and as soon as they sat down, someone came with a large flask to pour wine. "We have a rule at the banquet that we sit down and drink three glasses of milk wine, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the host. ”

When Savin and the others heard that this was their custom, of course they couldn't help it, so they held a wine glass and let people fill it. Misotier picked up his glass and said to the three of them: "It's a blessing to meet three friends today, come, let's make this glass first!" After speaking, Misotier took the lead in drinking, and the three of them saw that he was so refreshed, and they all poured the wine into it in one go.

As soon as the milk wine was tasted in the mouth, there was a faint sweetness and rich milky aroma, but the taste of the wine was not too prominent, but when the wine went down to the stomach, they felt a hot current from the stomach to the throat, and the three of them knew that this kind of milk wine was not small.

Without waiting for the three of them to ease up, Misotier picked up the wine glass again, and the three of them had no choice but to drink another glass, and after three glasses of wine, the three of them felt a fever on their faces, and then looked at Misotier but there was no, Sawin secretly said in his heart: "This old man looks like a mage, which mage can drink like this." ”

At this time, all kinds of food are served one after another, most of them are barbecued meats and other meats, all of which are packed on large plates like small mountains. As soon as Sawin saw his index finger move, he liked to eat meat like this, and he grabbed a roast leg of lamb and ate it in a big gulp. Misotier smiled and patted Savin's shoulder and said, "Sahain, I like you to be so bold, I want to have a few more drinks tonight." ”

Sawan said politely, "Thank you for the old man's hospitality." ”

"Well, good, good, you can drink a few more drinks for me tonight. Misotier said, with a slight sly twinkle in his eyes.

Sawin suddenly reacted, it turned out that the old man had asked him to block the wine for him, no wonder he had brought himself to the palace banquet when they met for the first time. Thinking of the way Misotier drank just now, a person with such a good amount of alcohol still needs someone else to block the wine for him, it can be seen how powerful the drinking at this banquet is, and he is afraid that he will be drunk tonight, Sawin felt a chill down his spine just thinking about it.

At this time, Celia interjected and asked, "Old man, why hasn't the king come yet?"

Misotier laughed and said, "The king has already come, isn't that?" As he spoke, Misotier pointed with his hand and saw a dark-skinned fat man sitting on his back with a few herdsman-like people, talking and laughing with a wine glass in his hand, and the milk wine was spilled everywhere, just like a drunk on the street.

Celia gasped and asked in disbelief, "That fat black man is the king, isn't it?"

Misotier nodded, confirming that it was the king. The three of them were so shocked that they couldn't speak, this king was too casual, he didn't look like a monarch at all, and he was no different from ordinary herdsmen...... As if he had seen through what the three of them were thinking, Misotier smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you? ”

The three of them nodded mechanically, and said secretly in their hearts: "It's indeed too casual......

At this moment, the fat black king also noticed this, and saw several strange-faced people staring at him, and instead of being angry, he walked towards this side with his wine glass in his hand, as if he had found something good.

When Misotier saw the king coming, he stood up and said to the king, "Your Majesty, these are three of my friends whom I have just met to-day: Sahain, this is Serya, and this is Narros, and they are all from the interior. ”

The black fat king looked at the three of them and said happily: "Very good, I like to make friends the most, and it is a blessing to meet three friends from afar today!

Seeing that the king was so bold and informal, Sawin couldn't help but feel good, so he took up his glass and drank with the king, but before the glass was put down, the king said, "Come, drink again!"

"Uh......" Samhain burped without any image, and had to drink another one, and so on for four or five glasses before the king stopped. Sawan only felt hot and dizzy, and then he realized that the people here drank so terrifyingly.

However, before the matter was over, the king summoned the other guests, and introduced them to Samhain, and then he drank again, and Samhain himself could not remember how much he drank, but he remembered that it was a cup for a person, and he forgot all what the people around him said, and before the feast was over, Sawin was already drunk and unconscious, and fell asleep on the carpet.

When Sawin woke up, he found himself lying on the floor of Misotiye's house, and as he tried to sit up, he felt a terrible pain in his head, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere in his body. Sawin secretly scolded: "This is drinking, it's just murder, and I will never drink with these people again......"

"Okay, I'll tell them!" At this time, there was a sudden sound of voice outside the house, and Sawin was about to get up to see what was going on, but he saw Misotiye rush into the house and said to Savin: "Sahain, there is news about your business, the Holy Light Magic Society has sent a message, asking you to go to Warren City, and they will send someone to receive you." ”

As soon as Sawin heard from hearing this, he got up from the ground excitedly, and just as he was about to speak, he felt dizzy......

(End of chapter)