Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

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That night, there was a layer of cool mist on the street, and it could feel a little cool on the skin.

Led by Lucian, followed by Sivir, Senna, and Shiloh, they came to the Lucky Tavern again.

"This place is not bad!"

Looking at the tavern where people came and went, Xi Luo couldn't help but nodded.

They also inquired today that the Lucky Tavern is located on the middle floor of Bilgewater Bay, where the bottom and upper floors meet.

The tavern can rank in the top 20 in terms of strength and income, which is already very good in Bilgewater Bay, where there are many taverns.

"Do you like it?" Lucian asked. "This will be our territory from now on."

That was the case, but there was no trace of joy on his face.

"Wow!" Xi Luo's eyes brightened, "There is no better news than this today, deputy head, how much did you spend?"

Saying that, he also gave Lucian a thumbs up.

I have long heard that the other party said that I know a lot of people in Bilgewater.

But I didn't expect that the future development had just been decided, and now the tavern has been obtained.

Just don't know why, Shiloh felt that Lucian was a little absent-minded.

"Lucian!"

At this moment, two men, one fat and one thin, walked out of the tavern. One was carrying a gun, and a rough-faced man waved to Lucian.

"Graves, are you ready?" Lucian nodded to the two of them.

"Haha." Graves said with a grin, "except for the gold coins, there is nothing to pack. We are all good friends, and we keep them all for you."

"Ah!"

Lucian glanced at this guy. If it weren't for the high salary offered by the empire, he would not believe that Graves, a miser, would be so generous.

"Not much nonsense, I brought the money."

He pulled out a large purse and threw it straight at Graves.

"Haha, Brother Lucian is rich!"

Graves took the purse, only tossed it with his hand, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

After greeting Lucian, he followed Drizzt away. It's not even midnight yet, so they have to report first, and they can still receive half a day's salary. Thinking of this, their pace is obviously much faster.

Looking at the retreating backs of the two, Lucian secretly shook his head at Sivir:

"Captain, they are the people of the Empire now."

"cut!"

Sivir withdrew the hand that touched the cross-blade, with a trace of regret on his face.

"It's not bad here, 500 gold coins are not a loss."

"It's a cheap sale, and I owe him two more favors." Lucian sighed.

Sivir glanced at Lucian and strode inward:

"You talk to people and they don't want to talk to you about it. In Bilgewater, interests come first."

"That's true."

Lucian smiled bitterly and followed his own boat.

In comparison, he is indeed not as good as Sivir as adapting here.

Although he didn't like Demacia's style, he grew up there, and he still had a habit of it in his bones.

Senna seemed to sense her husband's complicated feelings, and she walked up quickly, smiled at Lucian, spread her five fingers and clenched his thick hand, and entered the tavern side by side.

"Oh, I'm the only poor person. I must drink enough tonight!"

Seeing the men and women in front of him walking into the tavern holding hands, Xi Luo pouted in dissatisfaction behind.

The chief is accompanied by money, and the deputy chief has a complete family, and he is alone in the co-authorship.

wrong...

He also has good wine!

Thinking of this, Xi Luo wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and followed him with bright eyes.

Squeak!

As soon as he entered the door, Xi Luo was taken aback.

A huge cross-blade was nailed less than 10 centimeters away from his head, and blood was still dripping from the blade at the moment.

"Shh!"

The sound of the breaking wind sounded, and Xi Luo was shocked.

He was relieved to see the cross blade returned to his boss's hand.

Fortunately, it's not his own boss who wants to kill himself.

At this moment, he only had time to look inside.

In the tavern at the moment, a lot of people fell on the ground, and a lot of tables and chairs fell too.

But he could see that these tables were just kicked over.

After all, he is also someone who has fought countless times in the tavern, and he still has this in his eyes.

"what happened?"

Xi Luo didn't want to consume his own brain cells, so he directly smashed Lucian with his elbow.

Lucian said indifferently: "It's not a big deal, there are a few people who don't have long eyes to see the head of the regiment and want to come up and talk to him."

"Uh... just the head..."

Feeling someone's gaze in front of him, Xi Luo forcibly held back his words:

"That's our boss, who dares to move?" Xiluo said with red eyes and a rough neck, "Deputy boss, please point it out to me, I'll kill him."

Hearing this, not to mention Lucian, Senna cast a contemptuous look.

If they hadn't seen a few people lying on the ground, and the rest of the people seemed to be silent, they would have believed it.

"Silo!"

Hearing the boss's voice, Xi Luo was jolted and hurried forward:

"Here! Boss, what's the matter?"

"The floor is dirty, clean it up." Sivir found a still intact chair and sat on it with his legs raised.

"Good Le!"

Xi Luo laughed and started to carry the body out.

This live, he is familiar!

When he came back again, the tavern resumed its usual liveliness.

But all the visitors also knew that the tavern had changed its owner.

The name has also changed from the previous Lucky Tavern to the new Ascension Tavern.

But as long as the liquor control is good enough and the casinos are open, who cares who is in charge here.

The clamor sounded again, and with the members of the Ascension Pirates coming one after another, the place was much more lively than before.

Some sat on the bar drinking, some played cards, and some chatted loudly there, telling stories that happened in their dreams.

Sivir sat in the corner, looking at the lively tavern, flipping a brand new heavy purse in his hand, showing a satisfied smile.

This deal is worth it!

......

"Teacher, you are back!"

Doom Tavern.

Looking at Seraphine and Yodel's team who entered the door, Ziben said hi with a smile.

Seraphine just smiled and nodded, then floated aside on the stage.

On the contrary, a few yordles looked restless and looked at each other a few times, and the last few people's eyes were focused on Poppy's face.

The stared face was a little red, and Bobby stepped forward angrily, holding his neck high and saying:

"Bring me a glass of ale!"

"Wow!" "Oh!"

Hearing Poppy's voice, the other yordles all exclaimed and looked at her curiously.

When Ziben heard the laughter, he was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to see something in Poppy's expression, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Without bothering the bartender, he walked to the bar in person, took out a goblet, and filled it with bright red wine:

"Bobbie, the ale you want."

He pushed the cup in front of Poppy and looked at him with interest.

"Is this the ale?"

Lu Lu blinked his lovely big eyes, and touched the goblet with the wooden stick in his hand.

The last time they came, those pirates were drinking wine, they were the only ones who were drinking ordinary juice.

When I was on the boat, I heard Bobby say that she once drank, and this is the scene.

"Ah..." Bobby's face flushed slightly, his eyes moved down slightly, and he seemed a little guilty: "This is malt wine."

Damn, why does it seem to be a little different from what I remember.

The last time I drank it seemed to be hundreds of years ago...

Maybe it's because the wine has changed after so long.

Ah yes, that's how it should be!

Thinking like this, Bobby's face became confident again:

"Alright!"

She picked up the wine glass and took a sip under the admiring gazes of all the yordles.

Putting down the wine glass, Bobby still said:

"Yes, it's this sour taste, the ale tastes great!"

"Oh! It turned out to be sour!"

"Ah, I want to try it too!"

"..."

While the yordles were discussing, there was a mockery from the side:

"Little one, what do you call this? Ale?"

The Bobbies looked at the voice and saw two people, one fat and one thin, sitting in front of the bar, with two large wine glasses filled with orange-yellow liquor in front of them.

"I drink ale!" Bobby affirmed. "My name is Bobby, what's your name?"

"Hahahaha! Are the yordles so interesting? Remember, my name is Graves!"

Graves said, taking a gulp of wine and burping.

"Hey, Shorty Bobby, you say yours is ale, what's mine?"

Seeing him raise the wine glass in his hand, shaking the yellow liquid inside, Bobby looked a little confused.

This kind of liquid... She seems to have seen it somewhere, no, it seems to be seen every day, and the taste is still weird.

"Wine?" she said cautiously.

"Haha, interesting. Do you want to gamble!" Graves said suddenly, "You said it was wine, I said it wasn't. Whoever wins gives the other 10... no, 100 gold!"

He had just seen that these dwarfs followed the pink-haired girl into the pub.

And the pink-haired woman, if he heard correctly, Ziben called Teacher.

Those who can be called teachers by Ziben must be from the Empire.

The empire is all rich people, this is not a good way to make a fortune!

"100 gold coins!"

Hearing this number, the Poppys exclaimed and turned their attention to Poppy in unison.

"Poppy, do you have that much money?" Teemo asked carefully.

"Uh..." Bobby blushed, "It seems, there should be."

Seeing her expression, Tristana's eyes lit up, she came over and put her arms around Poppy's neck, and whispered:

"Bobbie, are you sure you're right?"

"I'm sure!" Bobby said decisively.

There are only two kinds of wine in this world. Noxians drink wine and Demacians drink ale. She couldn't remember this wrong.

She's from Demacia, and she asked Ziben for ale just now, so she can't go wrong!

"Okay, I'll lend you the money. But well... I'll make a lot of money if I win." Tristana smiled.

"Where did you get the money?" Poppy asked suspiciously.

They were all acting at the same time, so why didn't they see Tristana taking the money.

"Sister Seraphine gave me a new cannon, so I sold the old one for exactly 100 gold!" Tristana puffed out her chest.

"That's all your money." Poppy's eyes widened.

"It's alright. Didn't you confirm, if you lose... um..." Tristana looked confused and didn't know what to do.

Poppy snorted and said to himself, "I'm definitely right. If I'm wrong, I don't have the face to call Poppy!"

"Then you call it... Tristana with the hammer?" Tristana's eyes shone brightly.

"Success!" Poppy's face was serious, "If I lose, you will be Cannon Poppy in the future!"

"Hee hee, this is interesting!" Tristana said happily.

Such an interesting bet, she now hopes Poppy loses.

"Hey, dwarfs, have you decided, 100 gold coins, there's no need to think for so long." Graves said.

"I promise you!" Bobby said seriously, "but in order to be fair and just, we have to let someone in authority prove who we are right!"

Hearing this, Graves and Drizzt looked at each other and almost couldn't help laughing.

Graves rubbed his hands and promised:

"Cheng Chengcheng, tell me, who to look for!"

"Zibbon!"

Poppy pointed to Ziben who was watching the play.

"I agree with this!" Graves nodded in satisfaction.

This is their future boss. They have just joined the company, so this must not be any better for them.

"Zibben, let's talk, who are we right!" Poppy said seriously.

Ziben's mouth was playful, looking left and right.

After a while, he said:

"This, I can't see it, but you should be able to see it!"

"Hey, isn't that an obvious thing?" Graves said unhappily.

Tristra stopped Graves, looked at Ziben's expression, and seemed to understand something:

"Mr. Ziben, how do we prove it?"

Ziben hesitated for a moment, and then said: "According to Noxus' rules, the strength speaks, and whoever wins is whoever wins."

"Strength? Do you have to fight?" Drizzt narrowed his eyes.

He kind of understood what Ziben meant, which was to give them a glimpse of Noxus' style of doing things in advance.

He had heard earlier that Noxus seemed like nowhere else.

"Not necessarily." Ziben said with a smile, "Strength comes from all aspects. As long as the other party agrees, what you said is right."

"Wow, what a cool method!" The yordle on the side exclaimed.

Kuqi suddenly thought of something, and said with surprise: "So, as long as I beat everyone, then what I say is a plane, then what is a plane. Ah, how wonderful!"

Hearing this, the rest of the Poppies were also excited and began to imagine some things.

Graves also understood at this time, he smiled, stood up and clenched his fists and said:

"I just want to be active, come on, let's fight, no problem."

Drizzt, who was on the side, opened his mouth, but seemed to have thought of something. He turned his eyes and closed his mouth again, just watching from the sidelines.

"No problem!" Poppy responded quickly.

She was right in the first place, but now it's just another fight, simple.

"Since you don't need weapons, neither do I!"

Poppy threw the hammer away morally and looked at Graves intently. In order to respect her opponent, she will use her full strength!

"Then I'm welcome!"

With excitement on his face, Graves charged up with his fists raised. He has no idea of ​​bullying the small. If you win a shorty, you will get 100 gold coins. How can there be such a good business.

"Look at the fist!" Poppy shouted, and also greeted him.

boom!

Poppy's little fist collided with Graves' fist, and at the moment of the handover, Graves' complexion changed greatly, and a mask of pain was put on his face in an instant.

Before he could react, he heard the other party shout, "Look at the feet!"

Before he could react, he was kicked in the calf by Poppy.

Hearing the sound of a card bar, he only had time to let out a scream, and fell to his knees on the ground, losing his ability to fight.

"It seems that Poppy is right." Ziben said with a smile.

Graves looked at the confused Poppy with a look of fear, and nodded hurriedly.

Damn, are Noxians all monsters, aren't all yordles harmless?

How can there be such a strong yordle!

Drizzt was not surprised, on the contrary, he generously took out a 100 gold purse and threw it to Poppy.

He turned his head to Ziben, his eyes flickered and said:

"Is this the case in the empire?"

"As long as you show the strength that people recognize, no matter what aspect, you can convince them."

As he said that, Ziben's voice changed, and there was a hint of playfulness on his face:

"Of course~www.readwn.com~ If you provoke too much, it is still very possible to solve the problem with fists and feet in the end."

"Teached!" Drizzt thanked him earnestly.

Empire... what an interesting place.

The corners of Drizzt's mouth were upturned, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

He understood what Ziben meant, as long as he had the strength, he could do whatever he wanted, even if it was gambling, even if it meant that malt wine was wine.

Strength is the law of the empire.

"Look, look, I'm right!"

At this moment, Poppy has returned to the formation, receiving the cheers from his friends.

But the noise and fighting here also attracted the attention of others.

Annie came over with the bear in her arms and looked like she was watching the fun. She didn't care about Graves lying on the ground, but curiously looked at the wine glass that Poppy had just drank:

"Bobby, when did you like to drink wine? Didn't you argue with Ziben last time that only Noxus drinks wine?"

"Huh?" Poppy's face suddenly stiffened when she heard this.

"Is this wine?" Tristana, who was still a little regretful, suddenly became overjoyed.

"Yeah, the red wine, with the aroma of grapes, is a lot in Noxus." Annie nodded seriously.

"What's that over there?" Tristana pointed to Drizzt's table.

"That." Annie glanced at it, and said of course: "malt wine, the yellow one still has bubbles, I heard that it is hard to drink, only Demacia drink it!"

"That's it!"

Tristana thanked her excitedly, hugged the pale-faced Poppy with a smile, and whispered in her ear:

"Hello, Tristana with the hammer!"