Chapter 395 Extra: Haowang Bay

Author: Afternoon is a demon

Chapter 395 Extra: Haowang Bay

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The captain of "Haowangwan" stood by the suspension bridge with his arms folded on his chest and facing the wind. The cloak behind him was flying high due to the hot updrafts that are common in summer. He was full of energy and covered his face.

"We are looking for Gravel Spirits. If it is convenient, please let us pass!"

These relatively polite words were muffled by various reasons such as wind noise and full-face masks. When they reached the long ears of the dwarf guard at the other end of the suspension bridge, they turned directly into - "We are here to crush your rocks! Drink your wine! Also!"

It’s convenient for you at home! Please let us pass!” Why could only the last sentence be heard clearly?

Bang!

The veins on the temples of the dwarf guard chief burst out. He shouted: "Oh? I haven't seen such a kind human race for a long time. Are you so impatient to seek death? I have never lost to a human race in my life of more than two hundred years.

If you surpass the human race, no miracles will happen today. Just be prepared!"

The wind whispers, and the ears turn into mist.

When this sentence reached the ears of "Haowangwan", it turned into - "Okay! It's been a long time since I've seen a human with so much wine. Eat and drink. Are you so eager to drink to death? I... (The rest

But I heard it clearly)”

Would the bard be surprised?

Never will!

Since he became the captain of "Haowangwan", he has brought his cowardice to the extreme. In addition to the experience gained from the training ground, it also comes from the task settlement. He has not killed a single monster and can't even write a dagger. This trip is dangerous, and of course he

Brought a lot of wine just for bribery!

The bard waved, and the four brothers behind him came forward with four barrels of wine. Give the dwarves good wine, and they will eliminate hostility.

The dwarf guard chief was stunned!

This is

After living for more than two hundred years, this is the first time I have admiration for the human race! It’s black gunpowder. Hmm. I’m planning to self-destruct. Hmm. It’s a man, four barrels full, huh!

"Put down your muskets and crossbows!"

"But, but the guard chief! Their eyes are dangerous!"

"It doesn't matter. Even if I deal with this dignified 13th-level Iron Guard by myself, I won't put a few little skinny monkeys in my eyes. All of you, stand down!"

"...Shou, guard chief!"

The dwarves behind them tightly held the weapons in their hands and cried unwillingly. Their captain of the guard was always so handsome. He always stepped forward when he saw danger and gave up when he saw glory. Black powder has no eyes! It might blow up the suspension bridge.

Cut off both our enemies and ourselves and crush them to pieces. Firmly remember the glorious back of this powerful dwarf iron guard forever.

The bard rubbed his eyes,

Because the wind is strong.

Maybe it would be rude to keep squinting at people? Thinking of this, the bard held back his bloodshot, red, tear-filled eyes, and glared at the dwarf guard captain with all his strength from his eyes, which were as red as copper bells. This is what a dangerous look looks like.

Come.

Maybe he was prepared to die together, otherwise a man would not shed tears easily. The dwarf guard captain believed this, opened his arms, and shouted: "Boys! Come on together! Even if you are carrying the (gunpowder) barrel, I

I will never lose! Drink (roar)!"

How much is face worth?

Since the other party asked to "come together", the bard would never be polite! He turned back and roared: "Brothers, you have heard it, come together and drink (literally)!"

Two hours later, only the soldiers from "Haowangwan" were still standing.

The dwarf guard captain burst into laughter, lying on the spot with his feet kicking meaninglessly on the ground as if he was still having a sweet dream of running; the bard plunged his head into the empty wine barrel, like some kind of artist's new flower arrangement work;

The paladin held the empty bucket and muttered "I can still drink"; the ranger remained motionless; the rogue lay in his own vomit.

Only then did the dwarves realize that there was actually a five-on-one battle during the drinking contest? The offensive was so shameless, and defeat was doomed.

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The dwarf town was built underground not too far from Biyun City. It has a population of more than 500 people and a long history. It used to be more glorious, but now it can only be regarded as a sparsely populated city struggling to survive in a vast land.

The gold foil of the five-meter-tall statue of the Dwarf King has peeled off over time, as if it is suffering from alopecia areata.

The reason for its decline? Mainly related to discrimination against Asians and slavery. Even if former slaves were rescued and returned home, they would no longer want to live so close to human cities. Migration seems to have become a trend that will last forever.

Eating the earthy roasted mole meat made me want to go back to Haowangwan.

Anyway, there is no news about the old adventurer team "Gravel Spirits" in this dwarf town. The important thing is that the dwarves here are too enthusiastic, and their warm hospitality is limited to wine. If you continue like this, you will be drunk to death.

After a brief discussion, OK! It’s decided! Just report to the guild that it was not found! “Haowangwan” quickly reached a consensus.

I still have to say goodbye, after all, since I got drunk, I have been singing and dancing with the dwarves, and I am very much taken care of by the guard chief.

"Dear guard captain, we have other things to do, it's time to go back." The bard said.

But the timing of his farewell was a little...that.

"Oh! What a pity! Before I say goodbye, let me introduce you, this is my second uncle!" Peng Peng, the guard chief, patted the bard on the back and introduced a dwarf musket craftsman.

The two uncles and nephews look alike with big beards and short stature. They are so similar that they even laugh heartily in the same way.

well……

The second uncle suddenly sighed.

Absolutely no, absolutely no, the bard asked habitually: "Why did the second uncle sigh?"

Maybe it's the adventurer's nature at work. What does it have to do with people sighing and meddling in other people's own business. But if you ask, there will be an answer.

"Boy, you don't know something. I am a musket craftsman. There are not many craftsmen in the kingdom who can make guns. Many humans will come to do business with us. But since the holy warriors of Piyun City suddenly found some ghost evidence,

After arresting all our craftsmen who went to Piyun City to do business on unfounded charges, they began to prepare their own black powder and cast cannons. My business...well, it plummeted."

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

The bard patted his chest and vowed that he would never come to the City of Drunkards again after he left. To be honest, there was nothing but good wine in this wretched place.

"Really, really?"

"Of course! We are adventurers after all! Don't worry!"

“Thank you so much!”

"——Guard Chief! You are here! I finally found you! News just came that there was a fire in Piyun City and the gunpowder magazine exploded! Our arrested compatriots also took advantage of the chaos to escape back!" Suddenly a passerby came out.

The dwarf ran back in panic and reported this.

So the captain of "Haowangwan" was enthusiastically pressed into the wine vat.

I thought it was too late, I would really die if I continued drinking! Halfway through the banquet filled with gratitude and enthusiasm, the paladin glanced at the bard sticking his butt out of the wine barrel, swaying on the table, and stood up.

He decided to replace the dead captain and solemnly bid farewell to the dwarves.

Be tough!

"Chief Guard, we are indeed in an emergency and must leave!"

"Oh! What a pity! I will send someone to give you a few barrels of good wine. We will always be friends! Have a nice trip!" The guard chief and the paladin clasped their hands tightly, and then sighed, "Alas..."

"Why do you sigh?" - As soon as he finished speaking, the paladin slapped himself in the mouth.

The mountains between the dwarf town and Piyun City are inhabited by harpies. Every time you leave the city, no matter where you go, you will be attacked by those monsters first. Being able to fly is already very troublesome, and you can also sing. Therefore, the dwarves

Many victims appeared. The harpy became one of the reasons for the diplomatic blockage of dwarf towns.

"Leave it to us!"

"Really, really?"

"Of course! It's just a harpy, it can be done in minutes!" The paladin thought that he would never come back after going back.

Unexpectedly, a dwarf with a passerby's face suddenly ran over in a panic and shouted: "Guard Chief! I thought I was wrong at first, but I confirmed again and again that there really wasn't even a harpy left in the mountain!"

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For ten minutes, the paladin rubbed his face against his companion's shoe.

With a cry,

The ranger raised his legs to throw away the drunken and unconscious paladin, stood up, fell to the ground, then stood up again and said: "No, no, useless waste, look at my, burp!"

This time, the ranger decided not to say anything unnecessary, and even if the sky fell, he would never ask "Why are you sighing?" This group of dwarves had not seen human guests for a while, and they were too enthusiastic, too excited, and too desperate.

To put it bluntly, the dwarves just want to find a reason to have a party, right?

The ranger clasped the guard captain's shoulder armor tightly with both hands and stared at the opponent's wet beard: "Why did the guard captain sigh!"

"I... didn't sigh." The dwarf was confused by the question.

"You sighed!"

"...Maybe I did drink a little too much, maybe I sighed?"
To be continued...