Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 235 The Wine Immortal Contest
Snowy Falls Town, Unicorn Tavern.

On the 31st of the end of the year, the last day of the year, business was as good as any other night.

For everyone in Pushang Town, in the cold winter, having wine, meat, firewood, and shelter from the wind and snow is an extremely happy thing.

Inside the tavern, the candle shadows were shaking, the lights were brightly lit, and the blue flame of the fireplace was crackling and beating, warm as spring.

The entire tavern space was occupied by wine tables, stools and drunkards, they were talking, laughing, crying and making noise.

The half-elf boss stood by the counter with a smile, pouring a glass of wine for the guests from time to time, and reaching out to signal the waiter to deliver it.

The young guys nimbly shuttled through the crowd, greeted the guests and delivered wine and food.

A handsome and beautiful elf man gracefully plucked the harp in his arms in the corner of the tavern, singing moving songs, and from time to time met the eyes of the half-elf boss in the counter, and the two showed a hint of understanding at the same time. Smile.

"Whoo~"

Suddenly, the fluffy animal skin curtain was pulled open mercilessly, the cold wind like a knife and the heavy snow like goose feathers were like wild horses, roaring like wild beasts, and the entrance of the hall, which was as warm as spring, was instantly covered with snowflakes .

The smiling half-elf boss couldn't help shivering when the cold wind floated over his thin body, and immediately frowned, and said impatiently: "Damn it, who doesn't have eyes, come in and pull the curtain superior."

The howling cold wind stopped abruptly, and the snowflakes scattered all over the ground turned into a puddle of water at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A half-elf in thin linen clothes and long messy hair stepped on the water stains and splashed water, and walked to the counter.

"Damn it, a rare visitor came today, Thorn, how did you end up like this..." The half-elf boss noticed the half-elf man shaking his body with snowflakes, and yelled in surprise after seeing his face clearly.

"Do you think that I, a short-sighted guest, is so embarrassed that I have insulted your tavern?"

Thorne leaned against the counter, echoed casually, and then glanced at the noisy alcoholics that hurt the eardrums, and the strange smell of the aggravated body odor mixed with the wine under the roasting fire, Can't help frowning.

Evidently, the half-elf ranger did not like such an occasion.

"Look at what you said. It's not like you don't know who are the people who often come in and out of my small place." The half-elf boss smiled awkwardly, and asked while pouring the drink: "What's the matter? Don't Tell me you're here for a drink. In that case, I'd rather believe the uptown waterfalls will flow backwards."

"I haven't been back to Fallstown for more than a month, so I want to find out what happened recently." Thorne explained his purpose of coming.

"You've found the right person." The half-elf boss looked startled, put down the wine bottle, motioned for the waiter to come over and serve the wine, then cleared his throat, and said, "The town of Buglehorn and Pushang Town have formed an alliance... "

"I know this, let's talk about something else." Thorne leaned against the counter and interrupted the half-elf boss with his hand.

"Nothing else happened. It's nothing more than that the taboo research that was so noisy is actually a ruin a hundred years ago. A group of gnolls who came down from the Great Sword Scar Mountain Range were wiped out, and then there were hobgoblins in the Forest of Tranquility. The group blocked the trade route leading to Seput City." The half-elf boss said while thinking.

"That's nothing important, but why are you so lively here, with lights and festoons?" Thorn looked around carefully and asked curiously.

"Don't you know what day it is today?" The half-elf boss was stunned for a moment, and said in a complaining tone.

"What date?" Thorne was confused.

"Today is the 31st day of the end of the year, that is, December 12st, the last day of the year of struggling to survive." The half-elf boss said with an annoyed look at Ranger.

"That means it's New Year's Eve..." Thorn was silent for a moment, looking at the roof with blank eyes, and muttered to himself.

"Then do you have any celebrations here today?" After a long time, Thorne turned around and said with a smile.

"Almost forgot." As soon as Thorne finished speaking, the half-elf boss slapped his head suddenly, as if remembering something, and then threw a sentence towards Thorne: "There was a wonderful game today."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the counter, ran to the nearest table, chased away the two drunkards, then stood on the table and announced loudly: "Everyone, be quiet!"

"Great, the competition is finally about to start, what are you waiting for, hurry up and announce, I haven't had a drink all day." A rough-looking barbarian got up and said impatiently.

"That's right! Hurry up, don't dawdle." Many people echoed with dissatisfaction.

"First of all, as the first Brewmaster Competition held at the Unicorn Tavern, I would like to announce the rules to everyone." The half-elf boss signaled everyone to stop, and then said loudly.

"Rule [-] of the Jiuxian Competition: All guests can sign up voluntarily, except for dwarves."

"boom!"

"Fuck, why, I sue you for racial discrimination. The dwarf ate your rice, but drank your water." A grumpy mountain dwarf jumped up and slapped table, growled.

"I protest too! The owner of the Unicorn Tavern engages in racial discrimination. Among the laws and regulations formulated by Fallshang Town, the first article is against racial discrimination! Such people will be kicked out of Fallshang Town and never set foot in the town for half a day." Step!" A relatively gentle gold dwarf player stood up and retorted righteously.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Protest! Protest! Protest!" Immediately, more than a dozen dwarf players in the tavern knocked on the table with their wine glasses and booed.

"You young people, don't be so irritable, wait until I finish." The half-elf boss shrugged helplessly, and continued: "The reason for this restriction is mainly because no one can drink as much as a dwarf. Everyone should understand, so understand each other."

Noticing the dwarf players who were about to run away again, the half-elf boss hurriedly continued: "To show respect and to prove that I am not engaging in racial discrimination, any dwarf who steps into the tavern tonight can get a glass of dragon bite bitter wine. Interesting enough."

"It turned out to be Dragon Bitter Bitter Wine!" All the dwarves' eyes lit up when they heard this, and they all sat down on their chairs obediently and stopped making trouble.

"The second rule of the Jiuxian Contest: All applicants must drink the water of dwarf madness. Any drink that has been drunk before cannot be used as the capital to compete for the championship. Only those who drink it in public will be counted. People are champions!"

"Fuck, it's the water of dwarves' madness. I heard that this kind of spirit will ignite as long as it is exposed to sunlight. This is a fart. I won't participate. Sure enough, the free drinks are not so delicious." Celebrity players quit the group chat swearing.

"Bullshit ignition, I've tried it with a magnifying glass a long time ago, don't you know that dwarves like to brag? I like this kind of clear spirit the most." A barbarian's eyes lit up, making an eager expression .

"The third rule of the Jiuxian Contest: If you want to cheat, you can try it and see if you can hide it from my eyes.

However, I want to say in advance that if any cheating behavior is discovered, the cheater will be thrown from head to toe in a bucket of cold water and thrown out of the tavern to welcome the new year in the cold wind.

Article [-] of the Jiuxian Contest: The top three can not only get bonuses, but also my private collection.Alright, that's all, wait until eight o'clock in the evening, the Jiuxian competition will officially start! "

The half-elf boss finished speaking in one breath, and jumped off the table nimbly. When he looked in the direction of the counter, he found that the half-elf ranger leaning against the counter had already left, and only the snow drifting from the door was left. Keep melting.

　Thanks to the boss: Dao Sanqian, my generation seeks the reward, thank you for your support! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)