Diablo Destruction

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"That... would it be too pitiful."

Seeing Fini's figure dragged away. Tia, a kind-hearted man, was a little unbearable.

"No way, that is the mission she was born with."

Patted Tia on the shoulder, and sighed heavily, adding a sentence in his heart-yes, this is the mission of the tragic emperor.

"..."

Nodded incomprehensiblely, Tia's eyes were obviously disturbed.

"However, the adventurers here are really interesting, I have never seen such an interesting adventurer."

This kind of trouble can't last for a long time on the naturally energetic Tiya. Soon, she re-exposed a cheerful expression, tilted her head and lightly smiled with her lips.

Oh, does it mean the chaotic scene just now?

"To make you laugh, I didn't expect the guys to be like the little ones who grew up." I shrugged helplessly.

"Not right~!"

Tia smiled and shook his head gently.

"I think it's because of Fanfan that they will become so."

"..."

I didn't understand the meaning of Tia for a while, and I looked at each other in confusion.

"What should I say..."

After thinking for a while, Tia seemed to finally find the right wording. Gently pat the palm.

"Just like Fanfan said before, although I don’t fully understand what Tucao really means, I can feel that Fanfan always emits a very approachable and unbearable breath. Oh."

Tia finished grinning, stretched a lazy waist, thought for a while, and looked over with her bright bright eyes, and finally added a sentence.

"If you are everywhere, there will be a smile!!"

Spit... Tucao breath? ! !

I was dumbfounded. Was my tragedy halo, dad halo, protagonist halo, the ultimate fusion turned out to be Tucao halo?

This is too tragic, bastard! !

After chatting with Tiya for a while, Oona appeared again, holding the signature dishes of the Greenwood Bar, and the fruit wine of the elven clan.

Recently, the relationship between humans and elves has picked up. The trade between the two sides has been very frequent. The fruit wine and artworks brewed by the elves are deeply loved by humans, and the creative and colorful supplies of humans have also brought the elves. With a lot of convenience, the meaning of the two glasses of fruit wine in Oona’s hands is already the result of concentrating on the friendship between the two ethnic groups.

"I'm so sorry to cause trouble for the two adults. Here, I can only do what I can as a compensation. The consumption of the two adults in the Greenwood Bar today is all free. I hope the adults will not dismiss this insignificant part. Thanks."

After leaving fruit wine and lunch, Oona gently gave a salute. The smile of the maid with a smile on her face, even with a formal formula, is also very beautiful. It is worthy of being named as the maid of the Kurast bar by adventurers. The character of one of the great beauties.

As for why it was said once, I don’t know if you have heard a word-look back at Bai Meisheng, Liu Gongfen Dai has no color, and since Fini, the beautiful pseudo-girl, there have never been a few big bars. The maid and the like have commented.

"Oh, Oona, what about...Fini?"

As Fini's cousin in the cottage, in front of outsiders, you should say a little bit of concern, definitely not because of any gossip, good mood like a movie, holding this idea, I will leave in Oona’s figure. At that time, I asked suddenly.

A figure of departure. Oona turned around gently and performed a salute. The enthusiasm on her face, the graceful and gentle beautiful smile, made people even produce "Ah, she should not be the lady of a big noble family, because the family's family has fallen, I have to work in such a place."

"Master, rest assured, Fanny is still alive."

Still... alive? What an ambiguous and horrible statement, what exactly does it mean? What's wrong with you, Fini? !

Considering that the process is likely to be bloody, plus there is Tia, who is actually in his twenties, but because of the long-term closure, his personality is still pure and bright. I don’t know that humans are actually the most terrible. The enemy is not a **** force but a little girl in the dark reality of the same kind. I hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up asking. I stared blankly at Oona’s beautiful back and disappeared around the corner.

There is also a set of craftsmanship in the Greenwood Bar. You can see that the mouth of the little girl Tia is covered with oil. After I swallowed the last piece of sauce lamb chops, I picked up the fruit wine. Taste it.

There are many kinds of elf fruit wine, but compared to the elves who like light and fresh, most of them are still in their own hands, with a lower concentration and a pleasant sweet and mellow fruit wine. Of course, the so-called Linzida Whatever birds are there, there are also drunks in the elven clan, and there are many. So you can also buy fruit wine with higher concentration.

As a mansion, I don’t have a cold for wine very much. These little knowledge were all brought to my mind when she brought back fruit wine from Curast and bribed the old drunkard a few years ago. I hope I can bring back the fruit wine more suitable for her taste next time.

Sip gently, contained in the throat, a fresh and sweet, even can make people feel the taste of elegance, and suddenly spread out in the mouth and throat, even for those who do not like drinking, they are deeply Fascinated.

While Tia and I were enjoying leisurely digestion time after lunch, there was a sudden commotion outside, that is, in the noisy outer area.

By the way, this secret room made by Fanny, the side position is exactly the corner separation of the outer zone and the inner zone, so sitting here can not only see the scene of the outer zone, but also have a panoramic view of the inner zone, If you hate noise, there is a small magic circle not far away. As long as you infuse a little mana into it, you can activate the sound insulation barrier.

I have to say that this pseudo-girl has a very good taste.

Now, this good taste makes us notice the movement outside.

The riots caused by Fanny and I had already subsided. As Fanny didn’t know where was hidden by Ona, and never appeared again, some of her guards also returned disappointed. When the person left, he finally let the air out of the outer zone was stifling.

but. Although it's a little far-fetched to describe it just after leaving the wolf den and entering the tiger's den, but the situation at this time is indeed the case. The departure of dozens of adventurers did not bring too long tranquility to others. The position that came out attracted some more terrible guys than the dozens of adventurers.

Even though, these guys in my mouth are actually only two people.

Two figures, one tall and upright, at a glance, you can immediately guess that the other party's occupation should be an Amazon woman. The burgundy shoulder-length hair and burgundy cloak are so eye-catching, in a slightly dim bar. Here, her appearance was like a sudden burst of flames.

The other figure is just the opposite, only a little more than a meter in size, looks like a stump covered with muscles, regardless of his iconic height or big beard, it shows that he is a dwarf. .

These two add up to a guy who is countless times more powerful than dozens of adventurers. There is nothing wrong with it. The Amazon that has not changed for decades and has a burgundy shoulder-length hair and a cape is the old drunkard. The stout dwarf is the "former" dwarf king Muradin.

God, the two of them got together, will Kurast be destroyed?

I couldn't believe the forehead. At this moment, the Greenwood Bar had become a fat little lamb stared by two hungry wolves at the moment they stepped in.

"It's Lord Caxia..."

There are constant whispers of adventurers in the bar, unless it is a wild adventurer, otherwise one of the two evil men in the camp, and the old drunkard who is also the trainer's chief instructor, whose name is unknown. Who doesn't know? It is simply notorious.

"Look, dwarf winter melon, this is the real difference in our reputation."

Seeing that most of the adventurers in the bar are looking at themselves with "awe", the old drunkard can't help but get proud, without knowing his current fame, it is based entirely on negative information and impressions, or even knowing her Don't care.

"Well, this is the territory of your adventurer alliance. What's so good about being named? I have the ability to go to my dwarf king city to see who will be more popular at that time?"

Muradin's inner nose snorted heavily, trembling with his large dwarf beard.

No, even in the dwarf king city, your dwarf melon is just like the old drunkard, and it has received countless negative evaluations.

In the secret room, I heard the conversation between the two people, and secretly said so.

In this way, a current elder of the Alliance, a former dwarf king of the dwarven clan, found a table in the outer zone and stared at each other.

"Dwarf winter melon, well mixed in recent days, look at your moisturizing complexion, there must be a lot of gems in your pocket, how about it, don't you consider greeting me poor elder?"

An old drunkard, who went straight to the subject just after sitting down, asked the other party to treat him, and his thick-skinned face was almost impossible for Barr to capture.

"In Kurast, you are the master and I am the guest. Of course, the host has to entertain the guests. When there is time to come to the dwarf king city in the future, I will greet you again and never be ambiguous."

Muradin wrinkled his old bronze-textured face, and said with a smile to the flesh, a sentence of guest and guest, and then throwing the void bait that came to the dwarf king city as a guest, and pushed the ball back from the old drunkard.

Don’t forget, this guy is the old opponent of the camp’s first miser, Farah, whose miserly degree is awe-inspiring, compared to the old drunkard.

"If everyone's opinions are different, it really should be compared." The old drunkard rubbed his hands.

"I want to compare the drinking volume with our dwarves, drunkard, you have such a foolish guts to be admired."

Muradin laughed aloud, who didn't know that the dwarves were all drunks, and the wine they made was one of the strongest wines in the entire dark continent.

"Boss, give me the strongest wine, a big barrel!"

When the two drunkards meet, they only need to communicate at the wine table. The anxious Muradin shouted loudly at the table, even if he had control of the force, the solid black wooden table also sent out a trembling trembling trembling sound, and he made iron for many years. The smelt dwarf warrior is no less powerful than the barbarian.

"I'm coming."

In the face of such wicked guests, the bar can only satisfy as much as possible. Each young and beautiful maid, like a butterfly, puts out the wine jar and fills the entire table soon.

It would be nice if those adventurers were still there.

The busy maids secretly sighed. At ordinary times, Fini continued to visit the guards. The Greenwood Bar is the most stable one in the whole Cura Sterry. Who dares to make trouble here, we must consider facing Fini's huge hundreds of thousands of guard members were angry.

Of course, the maids of these civilians are not clear. The two evil guests in front of them are definitely the biggest *OSS they have ever seen in their lives. Even if all of Fini’s thousands of guards have come, they can only be gray. Leaving.

Seeing that the main course was coming, the eyes of the two drunkards shone brightly, and immediately could not wait to pick up a jar of wine, tear open the seal, and took a gulp.

"Good wine, Curast's wine is to drink better." The old drunkard wiped the corner of his mouth and exhaled a strong breath.

"Good is good, just not strong enough."

Muradin smashed his mouth, his beard shuddered, a little regretful.

Looking at each other, the two stopped talking and raised the wine jar in their hands again, drinking one by one bit by bit. It seemed that they wanted to drink up to five pounds of wine.

"it is good!!"

There were cries of adventurers in the bar, and such a bold competition made them bloody, especially those adventurers who were also in the wine road.

One altar...two altars...three altars...the five altars, the five altars went down completely, the two talents exchanged breaths and stopped.

Looking at the ten empty wine jars thrown on the ground, all the adventurers, including those maids, were stunned.

Brother mammoth! !

"Hoo... Huh..."

Even if the two were reincarnations of the Brewmaster, the drunken spirits were drunk in one breath, and the drunkenness appeared on his face, especially the old bronze-colored face of Muradin, which was mixed with the full-faced wine to form a deep combination. The red sauce looks like a ten-year-old pickle jar.

"Wait, I go to the toilet...toilet..."

After talking, the sullen blushed, clutching his crotch, and ran straight to the toilet in the laugh of the old drunkard.

Dwarves are no worse than barbarians, even if the amount of wine is not worse than barbarians, but the huge difference in innate physique makes their stomachs unable to accommodate the same capacity as barbarians, so this result appeared.

"Want to fight Master Benkasha, you dwarf melon is still early!"

The old drunkard whispered drunkenly~www.readwn.com~ The smiling eyes fell on the remaining bottles of wine on the table again, and then he picked up another one to tear open the seal, and took a small sip.

She couldn't lose in this game. The dozens of wines on the table were all fine wines. Even if the 100 gold coins she picked up from Lal yesterday were unused, she couldn't afford it.

That's right, it's a desperate game and never lose.

Slowly sipping, sipping, until the half-altar went down, even if the alcoholic tastes above, the old drunkard whose brain is not sober, also found something wrong.

What about Muradins? Maybe it fell into the toilet.

Although the old drunkard was very willing to see this result, but it was obviously impossible. Under the high-speed rotation of the brain above the drink, she finally reached a most likely conclusion.

Muradin, the old and not shy, even escaped! !

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Depressed, the network is extremely unstable today, only four thousand words, and seven thousand will be completed tomorrow.