If there is a round in the conversation, then the cheese has completed his task in his round and learned two important pieces of information in a few words. First, the elf vampire in front of him is the boss of Youhe; at the same time, he is also the capital of the river.

The supreme leader of the vampire clan in this huge city. Of course, this so-called supreme leader is very disgraceful.

It can only be limited to his own family. And judging from what he said, I am afraid that this vampire is an extremely conservative person on the issue of transforming his own race, so the number of vampires in this city is probably not worth looking forward to, but Youhe alone

The resources and power that the tavern represents are enough to make him a very important figure.

When facing such a conversation partner, the most taboo thing is to get out some information that you think is valuable and then run away immediately. This is not communication, it is just telling the other party how timid and unconfident you are. So Cheese has no intention of leaving.

Meaning, he is waiting, waiting for the vampire to counterattack him in his turn. Back and forth is the game, and the seesaw is meaningless if one end is crushed to death.

Sure enough, after the conversation that seemed to have ended, the elf did not immediately try to regain the situation. He was observing to see if the person sitting opposite him had any intention of escaping. If he wanted to escape, then let him

He ran away, a guy like that wasn't even worth chasing. Cheese's reaction made the blood sucker

The ghost was very satisfied. As a vampire, especially an elf converter from a long-lived race, patience and respect for game mechanics are important indicators for his evaluation. So he took out the cup again and poured half a cup of light red into it.

of wine, "Try it, it's made from last year's grapes."

The wine was a bit astringent and had a strong sour taste. The expression on Cheese's face clearly showed that he could not get any pleasure from this wine, "This thing is like spoiled rice soup. If you want to

If I drink, I might as well have a glass of mead, which is hundreds of times better than this thing. Moreover, I also doubt whether this can be called wine, it is almost as good as fruit juice."

"What you usually drink can definitely be used as fuel." The elf said angrily, but he still drank the glass of wine by himself, and then poured some more amber liquid. The mellow alcohol smell might be aggravating if he got closer.

It hurts people's eyes, "Well, this is the strong liquor that those residents of the snowy mountains drink. It is said that one drink is enough to make a person sweat."

Then Cheese drank half of the wine in the glass without changing his expression. Not to mention sweating, his cheeks didn't even turn red. "I suggest you add less water next time. Why not put some ice cubes in it?"

go."

"You are simply a stretched dwarf." It's no wonder that the vampires would have such a reaction. Cheese himself probably didn't realize that the Cangshi where he was was one of the coldest regions in the pan-northern continent.

, and the Valley City where he lives all year round is the first city south of Longji Mountain. Although it has a different climate,

No one is willing to give in to Snow Mountain. In this kind of area, wine is not a prop for enjoyment, but a necessity to keep out the cold. Above the high tower, the cold wind is even more ruthless, and the mage's drinking capacity is due to this unconscious long-term drinking.

He was trained in strong alcohol. It would not be unfair to say that he is similar to a dwarf.

Cheese shrugged. He didn't think it was unpleasant to be described as a dwarf. In his eyes, dwarves have many good qualities, probably as many as their shortcomings. In fact, from the gray robe's point of view,

Look, most of the species in the world are like this, humans are like this, elves are like this, and race cannot represent an individual. If elves can become knights, then humans may not be able to become apprentices of dwarves.

"That's all," the elf waved his hand, which was a compromise to the mage's drinking habit, but then he changed the subject and said, "I originally thought you were from the City of Ten Thousand Laws. Because you don't feel like those, um,

Witchcraft practitioners, their thoughts are often restricted by the magic they know.

People are all extremely paranoid. But you are different. Your paranoia is very deep, and there is no overt confusion. I have only seen spellcasters with this kind of characteristics in mages from the City of Ten Thousand Laws. But Wanfa

Those nerds in the city will never be able to drink such strong wine. Using wine to channel spirits is Wu Zhu's skill."

He tapped his fingers lightly on the wine glass. There was a rare joy in Cheese's eyes. Of course he would be happy, because the vampire in front of him could share the problem with him. This insight into the caster was enough for him to surpass him in dialogue.

Companions of the mage, who do not really understand the spellcaster's

The world, and the former, at least he saw the light coming from behind the crack of the door, "That's right. There's just one thing that you won't be confused about if you can realize it. From your point of view, there seems to be only one City of Ten Thousand Laws in the world.

This place can give birth to mages, and the wines produced by these mages are very bad."

The elf fell into a brief thought. Although Cheese seemed to have said nothing, he had actually said enough. He hinted at the existence of an organization that was not weaker than the City of Ten Thousand Laws in terms of education and was more low-key and mysterious.

The behavior of this organization is also different. It is not just a response to Wanfa from other regions.

A copy of the city. Of course, such hints are not enough to expose the existence of Gray Tower and Gray Robes, because the mage knows very well that he and his fellow disciples are actually neither magicians nor witches. Perhaps they are indeed very similar to witches.

I wish, but there is a difference. The reason lies only in the goal of the gray robes, the pursuit of the ultimate truth.

The hand of the round moved again, and now it was an exchange after both parties had exchanged some details about themselves. They both understood the identity of the person sitting opposite them, and it was time to discuss some practical issues. As an outsider, Cheese

obviously have more problems than the other party, and among the many problems, there are

A few are the ones he cares about most. He has not forgotten the thin figure. "There is something I want to ask about. If you can give me an answer, I don't mind paying you, any form of reward. In your knowledge,

Is there any person or group that can produce a remotely controlled murderous puppet?"

A smile appeared on the corner of the vampire's mouth. He was not afraid of a mysterious outsider. What he was afraid of was that this outsider had nothing to ask for. If Benliu was a huge spider web, then he was a spider dancing on the web.

Anyone who makes a profit or saves his life here must admit that in these complex people

In the international power network, Youhe has its unique status. And as long as you recognize his status and try to take advantage of this, you have fallen into these complicated nets and become a link in them, so no matter

Who you are is no longer a problem. Now there are people who want to throw themselves into the trap, why not?

"You have proven your worth to me. As a businessman and a bartender, I have a good impression of you. But obviously you have other troubles now, so there is no rush to deal with them one by one. You can deal with them first.

As for the current question, as for what you just asked, I will reply to you as appropriate. It won’t be too late for you to come back then. By the way, you and I haven’t agreed on names yet, so I don’t know how to address you?”

"Cheese."
Chapter completed!