Three tours of wine passed by in the corner, listening to the noise in the house, laughing from the audience.
No one knew the sadness in the boy's heart. He raised his wine glass and said to himself, "A cup toast the past, a cup to the moonlight, and a cup to hide it in his hands. From now on, loneliness will no longer last."
Unlike him, the other hunters of the Yusin Hunting Team did not have such troubles.
Blue Bird didn't drink, ordered a glass of clear water, sat in a corner more secretly than Zheng Qing, slowly stroked the sword in his arms, as if he was in love with the little girl; Xiao Xiao ordered a glass of cheap Siren Rum, which is a special drink in the North District, and the wine is strong and very popular with guests; Dylan got together with Fat Xin, lowered his voice to discuss the latest issue of "Betta Town Post".
The accident at the Aeger Dragon Hunting Farm has been launched on the news page.
However, the Post described the accident at Eiger Hun as a fallen wizard as a slightly misleading description, because in most wizards' minds, the fallen wizard is a kind of demon, so those who have read this report will subconsciously blame the accident on the demon.
"In a sense, the black wizard is also considered a fallen wizard, and the Post's statement is not wrong." Dylan bounced the article in the newspaper, with a slightly deep expression: "I guess the school must have greeted the Post."
"Does this still need to be guessed?"
The fat wizard curled his lips and took a small spoon to spread the sauce on the meatballs on his plate: "I can even guess what they thought... It's nothing more than that dark wizard might have been from school... It's better to make everyone think that the demons are doing than to let everyone know that there is a dark wizard in school."
He forked a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and changed his subject: "To put it, we have a good luck in going to Britain this time. At least, none of us turned into frogs this time."
This slightly joking sentence is very worthy of a beating.
When the Yusin Hunting Team faced the two-headed ogre in the trial meeting last year, Xiao Xiao accidentally got a shamanic curse and once turned into a fat frog who couldn't speak.
In other words, the fortune teller's classmate was already drunk and glared at him, and he didn't hear the fat wizard shaking his black material.
Dylan glanced at Xiao Xiao, who was deaf, shook the red wine in his hand, and slowly opened the topic: "I would rather not have that kind of luck. It would be great if I replaced it with a clue... The last time the ogre tribe belonged to the dark beast Leviathan, and this time the Great Yarmouth elves belonged to the wild elves... The only thing that is common between the two is that piece of copper... and the 'crow'. I think it's hard for us to piece together the truth based on these broken clues."
"The truth?" Lan
The fat wizard drank a mouthful of frog juice, with a hint of mockery in his tone: "The truth is that someone in the school is doing illegal experiments, but those who can control this matter don't want to be in charge, and those who can't control this matter have no clue... What can the truth be hidden from so many big people in the school? It's just bustling with profits and profits!"
"If you can't speak, just say less!"
Mr. Vampire werewolf forked up another meatball and blocked the fat wizard's mouth, while looking at the green mucus flowing down the corner of his mouth with disgust: "This is a bar, can't you drink some normal things?"
"Some people drink water, some drink blood, and some drink orange juice. Why is it wrong for me?" The fat wizard was indignant and paused the empty cup in his hand, and shouted at the waiter behind the bar, "Get another cup of frog juice! Be warm! Don't have a little bit of meat scrap inside!"
Dylan rolled his eyes, as if he suddenly thought of something, looked around and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Have you noticed that there are a lot of customers drinking orange juice and apple juice in the bar today?" He shook the wine glass in his hand, and suddenly lost confidence: "Did you see the sign when you first entered the door? We were sure it was the Sakura Tavern!"
"You're also dizzy?" Fatty Xin blinked and looked curious.
"Of course it's the Sakura Tavern, sir."
This sentence was answered by the bar waiter behind the bar counter.
The waiters at the Sakura Tavern were all witches in the North District, with long shiny silver hair dyed, which is the most popular hair color among the North District witches. After hearing the unconfident questioning of the Vampire werewolf, she replied with a smile: "As for everyone drinking drinks, it is because the Great Sage will come down to have two drinks later."
While speaking, she had already poured a glass of frog juice for the fat wizard.
"Please use it slowly."
The witch nodded slightly and turned to entertain the other guests.
The great sage she mentioned was Colma, the great wizard of the North District. Dylan suddenly realized why so many people did not drink Siren Rum, but drank juice - because no one wanted to be rude in front of a great wizard - guests from the First University would not, and even more so, the wizards of the North District who could enter this tavern.
The ignorant Yushu Hunting Team broke in recklessly and treated it as an ordinary tavern.
"Did you hear it, slap brother!"
Dylan turned around, grabbed Zheng Qing's arm and shook it: "Senior Sister Colma is coming later, don't drink it. Don't you want to inquire about the crow... Hiss, is he already drunk?"
The young public servant who was shook his arms was red and his eyes were bleary. After Dylan let go of his hand, he sat there and swayed, and threw himself on the bar. He fell asleep in just one second.
Drinking on an empty stomach is really easy to get drunk.
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When Zheng Qing fell on the table, he did not feel any pain, but only felt a hint of confusion.
After coming back to his senses, he found himself standing at the entrance of Guzhu Street. It was already dark, and a silver-white full moon above his head, shining brightly around him. The bustling street intersection during the day was silent at this moment, with only Guzhu Wooden Sculpture hanging on the gatehouse, looking around with round eyes open and vigilantly.
Hulala.
Huge shadows swept over the top of the head.
Zheng Qing raised his head and happened to see an owl returning from hunting, passing lightly above the gatehouse. Its claws were holding a fat mouse, almost as big as a rabbit.
The witch hammered her head and took a breath.
He clearly remembered that he was drinking with his companions in the Sakura Tavern, but why was it suddenly evening? Why did he stand alone at the intersection of the street? What about the others?
The weather was still very cold in January, and the breath was like a ray of white breath, blooming in the moonlight, and then rolling back again after it was wrapped in fresh air. The coolness was refreshing, and the young wizard subconsciously shivered.
Tak, Tak, Tak.
The crisp footsteps seemed slow and fast. The previous second was still far away, and the next second seemed to have arrived behind Zheng Qing. Before he could turn around, he felt a spicy burning sensation coming from all directions, and his whole body seemed to be thrown into the acid liquid.
This familiar feeling immediately awakened a memory of the witch a long time ago.
Chapter completed!