Ride and Cut

Latest website: In the evening, light rain began to float in the sky, but the banquet in the large dining room was very lively, bringing a bit of fresh and lively atmosphere in a cold and humid twilight.

Celebrate the joining of the Tiger Spirit, the joining of the Shire Warriors, the joining of the new barbarians, the return of Lord Lord, the celebration of the reunion of Hutt and the Abel brothers, the celebration of the Sgardi Dragon's breathing fire...

There are so many things to celebrate, so everyone's interest is also particularly high.

The thick butter candles on the chandelier stand burned brightly in the dining room. The white silk flowers hung between the domes, reflecting a little soft light.

The big barrels of rum were served on the table like various delicacies and water. After a short stay, the empty wine barrels and dinner plates were removed one after another. The interlaced and crisp sound of the coveted chops are connected together, and the various human voices are intertwined like boiling water, almost poking a hole in the ceiling.

Senid, the tiger spirit who first met the Lord Lord, also joined the Alpine Fort in his personal capacity. After receiving the key care of other veterans, a large glass of ale mixed with rum was eaten together, and it suddenly became a little bit overwhelming.

He had never drunk like this before, and soon became very drunk, collapsed in a chair and muttered nonsense: "How come there are three Gunthers..."

A burst of laughter suddenly burst out like a pool of water.

Just as the atmosphere was extremely strong, there was a sudden creak, and the door was pushed open from the outside.

"My lord, a foreigner said to see you right away." A bunny sentry came in wrapped in rain and steam, struggling among the strong men two or three times his height, and ran to his lord out of breath. .

He smelled the sweet smell wafting in the air, his throat shrank sharply, but he hadn't forgotten his duty: "Uh, it seems that he is from the Noble Court, called Suo... Suo..."

"Why didn't Sauron tell the ward in advance?" Bucklan complained vaguely with half a chicken breast stuffed in his mouth.

Before the nobles visit each other, it is the most basic etiquette and respect to send each other door stickers, so that the owner has time to prepare in advance, so as not to cause embarrassment.

According to Lao Baihu, when Gaoshan Fort was in the initial stage of creation, without the conditions, these rules and regulations would not pay attention. But now that everything is gradually on the right track, the rules that should be established should be established, otherwise it will be more troublesome in the future.

"Maybe something is urgent." Annie didn't care at all. She felt that if he had to set the rules, it would be better for Buckland to set an example by himself, instead of always talking while eating.

"That old ghost Sauron is here? Let me see." Richard picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth casually, and accidentally turned over the chair when he stood up.

The guest room was next to the large dining room. When he passed by, Sauron was walking back and forth with a cane in the doorway.

"I'm not the master today, it's over there." He tilted his head toward the inside of the room.

Richard's gaze crossed Sauron's shoulders and saw a waiter pushing a wheelchair admiring the entire wall of books-the piles of large tomes, each heavier than each, are daunting and prominent. How studious and smart the owner is.

"Who is it?" he asked Sauron with his lips.

"Your Majesty's staff." Sauron helped him pull off the napkin that was still hanging around his neck. "You should hire a housekeeper."

"It seems that Master Richard has a very mixed taste in reading." The hoarse voice came from behind the wheelchair. Probably it was too thin and was blocked tightly by the backrest.

The lord made a gesture, and the guard behind him shut the door knowingly.

"Books are the ladder of human progress. It is always beneficial to read more." He walked over and pulled out the thickest "On War", pretended to flip two pages, and was immediately fascinated by the sky-these books are all for Decorated on the facade, since I bought it back, except for Buckland who occasionally took a look when he was free, it has been idle for a long time.

"Haha, I actually don't like reading, because most of them are too stupid and don't have any nutrition." When the waiter pushed the wheelchair and slowly turned around, the guests sitting on it showed their true faces-thin body, green skin, The exaggerated head and the iconic hypertrophic nose.

With such distinctive racial characteristics, there is no second semicolon on the entire continent.

Richard was stunned, never expected that he would be a goblin.

Moreover, he was a disabled goblin, missing a foot, and was so thin that there were almost bones left. The slender neck contrasted sharply with the huge head, and Richard was worried that it would suddenly break with a click.

"Hello, my name is Liola, and I am Sargerei's staff." The goblin stretched out his extremely dry palm to Richard, "I hope I don't mind the trivial matter of not sending a famous post, because I was not prepared at all. Past that kind of boring stuff."

If the ordinary Pompeii heard a goblin claiming to be the king's staff, at least nine out of ten could not help laughing.

Because humans' contempt for goblins is deeply ingrained. Not to mention serving as an assistant to the king, even the fact that the goblin can learn the lingua franca is enough to surprise many people.

After all, in the traditional concept, goblins are almost synonymous with nothing, and how can they take on a slightly more complicated job, let alone an assistant.

But Richard belonged to the very few anomalies. He gently shook the opponent’s hand: "Hello, I’m Richard Baron and Lord of Mountain Fort. Famous posts are really boring, and I don’t want to accept them. Get there stuff."

Arrogance often stems from ignorance, and most knowledge makes humility ~www.readwn.com~ Since I learned from the iron giant about the brilliant civilization created by goblins, and the glorious history they used to compete with the Titans, even if it is only the tip of the iceberg. If Richard still treats them as idiots insulated from wisdom, it would be really hopeless.

"Your Excellency Liola is the favored one, and the talented spell is to increase the mind." Sauron clicked his forehead and explained to Richard.

"It can be seen that although my intelligence performance is obviously very different from that of ordinary goblins, you don't seem to be very surprised? Have you ever seen a goblin as smart as me?" The other party was not surprised, the incident itself is actually Liola was very surprised, showing a very surprised expression.

"No." Richard shook his head decisively and denied.

In fact, he did not lie either-Lord Lord only understood the little-known honour and disgrace of the goblin clan, where they were once home, and how they became what they are today. As for the normal-minded goblin, this is really the first time I have seen each other today.

"I'm very disappointed, loneliness is like a bone-eating poison, it feels really uncomfortable." Liola laughed at herself.