Arcane Lord

The fourth day after Midsummer Festival.

Early in the morning, Chateau, who had spent the whole night in the workplace, came to Savile with a full body of alcohol.

The once-familiar Southern District has long since been eccentric, and Old Neil’s hotel has now changed a sign. Obviously, even without Xia Duo's deliberate suppression, the hotel that lost Old Neal could not survive in the end.

However, Xia Duo didn't regret the killing of Old Neil. If she just wanted to enslave herself, Xia Duo, who had just crossed the earth for a short time, wouldn't want to kill him.

But letting the Necromancer kill him is nothing to say. The pajamas that he brought from the earth appeared in the Necromancer's dimensional bag, which is a clear proof.

At that time, he was extremely insecure, how could he tolerate such an enemy to continue to live? On the day of seeing the pajamas, Chateau returned to Savile town overnight and killed Old Neil.

Now standing in front of Old Neil's hotel again, Xia Duo felt a lot of emotion.

And not far from the Old Neil Inn is Broto's blacksmith's shop. Xia Duo didn't run to this side as soon as he crossed over. After all, a true fantasy creature is very rare.

However, seeing more is just that, especially after Xia Duo saw the elves with his own eyes and saw the elves preparing meat, he knew that these fantasy creatures were actually another kind of "people" in different shapes.

Of course, it is more accurate to say that intelligent creatures.

...

Within a few steps, Xia Duo came to Broto's blacksmith's shop. Outside, a huge hammer and a sign with a long beard were shaking weakly. Inside the blacksmith's shop, the familiar dwarf was lying on a chair leisurely. Sipping small wine.

Seeing Xia Duo coming in, Broto raised her head slightly, but immediately put it back. Xia Duo didn't get annoyed, and took the initiative to say hello: "Uncle Broto, it's been a long time since we haven't seen you, still so energetic!"

"Oh, isn't this Master Xia Duo? Why come to my small place when I have time!" The dwarf's unique rocky voice sounded, obviously with a little dissatisfaction.

But when Xia Duo heard it, he knew that this time should be stable. In the days before entering the Tower of Time, due to his strong sense of insecurity, he devoted almost all of his thoughts to trying to figure out others and maintaining a friendly and harmless Human design aspect.

After all, this is related to my own life, so I can't overdo it.

For the dwarf Broto, Chateau is also quite understanding, stubborn and unkind, but if he can scratch his itch, the dwarf is also very easy to get along with.

For example, it is more useful to praise the other party's braided beard from time to time than praise the other's forging craftsmanship.

Of course, the most important thing is sincerity.

However, Xia Duo at that time was extremely insecure, and he almost wanted to take out his heart to prove that he was harmless, hoping that others would not harm him, and treating others, he could be said to be extremely sincere.

Even in the face of the most desolate adventurer, he has never given the least bit of a bad face.

For the dwarf, let alone, from the current Xia Duo's perspective, it can almost be called heart-hearted and flattering.

And just when Broto agreed to help Chardeau hammer a few daggers, even Broto recognized Chardeau's human friend.

The life span of dwarves is very different from that of humans, and the concept of time is also very different from that of humans. If human friends don’t contact for a few years, maybe the relationship will be divided, but dwarves——

Xia Duo saw it, and didn't have any points. Maybe he had a little temper, but it's normal for a friend to have a little temper.

"Uncle Broto, I just thought of you just after getting a good bottle of wine!"

With that, Chateau took out the spirits that had been distilled all night, only one bottle was not full, but the moment he took out the bottle, Broto's head involuntarily raised. .

Chardonnay put the wine bottle on the anvil aside, Broto flipped up from the recliner, grabbed the wine bottle and stuffed it into his arms. This action hardly resembled a stocky, barrel-like dwarf. More like a flexible and light dwarf.

Perhaps the dwarf is a relative of the dwarf.

"I knew it, I knew it!" Broto kept sniffing his nose while holding the bottle, "I smelled it when you didn't come in. Is this ale? How can it have such a strong smell?"

Chateau stayed in the workplace all night, and he was tainted with a lot of alcohol, but because he was going to see Broto, he didn't clear the smell. In fact, he didn't like the smell of alcohol.

"You can tell if you drink it!" Xia Duo said with a smile.

"Really give me a drink?" Broto couldn't believe it. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that Chardonnay must be looking for something to do with him, but Broto still hesitated to drink before asking anything.

But after all, it was an alcohol addiction, Broto murmured, uncorked the bottle, and began to drink.

So Xia Duo saw another scene since the journey that was enough to make him drop his chin. After Broto took a few sips, his brown face turned red almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then stood in place, shaking. After a lap, it was about to fall down.

This is the dwarf who likes to drink? !

Fortunately, I have seen the scene where the elves buy meat before, and it is not unacceptable for the dwarves to be drunk. Xia Duo quickly reached out to help Broto, and as soon as he took over ~www.ltnovel.com~, he really felt the "tonnage" of the dwarves.

At least two humans can be matched, and "tonnage" also means power to some extent.

Xia Duo thoughtfully.

After helping Broto to lie down on the recliner, Broto still didn't forget to pour wine into his mouth. Until the bottle was filled, he smashed his mouth and wanted to get up. Every time it was halfway up, he poured it again. Go down.

Xia Duo wanted to laugh at the side, shook his head, was about to leave, and came back in the afternoon. He didn't expect Broto to speak, although his voice was a little vague, but the organization was still clear:

"Xia Duo, I'm not drunk or drunk. What do you want me to do? Just say it quickly. As long as I can do it, I will make it for you. This wine, this wine is really delicious!"

"I want to ask you to help build a few weapons. Don't worry, you can sleep first!"

Although the threat of the dragon may come at any time, what can Xia Duo say now in this situation!

No, the more Xia Duo said so, the more Broto struggled to get up, "No, no, don't you look down on the dwarf's drinking capacity, I can do it if I can, help me up!"

Even the things he couldn't afford were said, and Xia Duo had to do it, but he was still quite suspicious of Broto's words.

In this state, if you can build weapons, why can't you stand up by yourself!

...

After getting up, Broto pushed Xia Duo away. Although his feet were still shaking, he really stopped, "Hammer, where's my hammer? Oh, remembering!"

When Chateau heard Broto start talking dwarven vaguely and wandering around, he knew that this guy should be really drunk, but he also wanted to see how long Broto could last.

So he stood aside and waited quietly.