On the side of the living room, Ren opened the white wooden wine cabinet, glanced at the dazzling array of wine inside, and turned around to ask.
Hal slumped on the sofa and said: "Selan red wine, preferably Femme Fatale from 2007."
"Northland Ice Wine, Night Watcher." Chris said.
Ren shook his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry, these two famous wines are not available here."
It's just a small town tavern, how can it stock such high-end goods?
Hal: "..."
Chris: "..."
Okay, I didn't think about it.
Ren thought for a while, took a few bottles of "Prosperity" (Faroland red wine), walked to the table, pulled out the cork on the bottle, and poured a glass for the two of them.
Hal picked up the glass goblet, took a sip, and closed his eyes slightly, as if savoring the sweetness of the wine.
After a moment, he sighed softly: "I don't like prosperity very much. The taste of this red wine is too gentle. It reminds me of a time when the world was still peaceful more than ten years ago... But now, the prosperity has disappeared.
Already."
He is 36 years old this year. He is said to be of the younger generation, but compared to extraordinary people, as an ordinary person, he is already almost middle-aged.
I still remember that when he was a young boy, the world was far less chaotic.
Ren shrugged, sat on the sofa opposite, picked up the wine glass and said:
"I didn't expect you to be so artistic sometimes."
Chris had no expression on his face and interjected:
"You are so literary and artistic. He is just nostalgic for the years when he was the leader of the young generation in mainland China. Now, he has been completely stepped on by you, and he finds it difficult to catch up, so he starts to feel nostalgic... To put it bluntly, it is hypocritical."
Renn: "..."
(ー_ー)!!, So that’s it.
Hal: "..."
(￣e(#￣), why are you always making trouble?
Chris is also a genius of the Demon Hunter Association. He is a few years younger than Hal. He has a special [Shadow Hunter] profession. He has a cute baby face, but his mouth is a bit poisonous...
After being choked by his companion, Hal suddenly lost the pleasure of drinking.
He put down the goblet in his hand, looked at the opposite side with piercing eyes, and asked: "Ren, are you only one step away from the king's realm now?"
Renn nodded and said: "Well, the holy body and domain are almost at the limit of a mid-level saint."
There is no need to hide this kind of thing now. The stronger he is, the more he has the right to speak.
In troubled times, fists are too important. If he were a true king, there would be no need to be timid at this time. He would kill Forrest, take away Princess Kesha, and reach the pinnacle of life in a glorious manner...
Ren still felt that he was not strong enough, but Hal didn't think so.
Seeing with his own eyes that his former "little brother" had become so fierce, Hal was obviously shocked.
He lay on the sofa like a dead fish, with a look of despair on his face, and sighed: "Hey, sometimes the gap between people is bigger than the gap between people and dogs."
Chris: "..."
(￢_￢;), isn’t it because the eldest brother’s status is not guaranteed? Look at your potential...
Renn: "..."
Okay, almost done.
Both of them are truly top talent.
Hal, [Mechanic] profession, was previously a vague leader of the young generation in mainland China. He once commanded the famous gun "Light of Dawn". A few years ago, he was able to step into the holy realm, but deliberately stopped and changed his profession to [Gunner].
Fighter] profession, not long ago, he became the first level five [Time Gathering Gunner] in history.
The [Gunfighter] profession, commonly known as "Gunner", is an emerging extraordinary profession that does not yet have a complete system.
Its paths are as follows: Level 1 [Apprentice Gunner], Level 2 [Wind Controlling Gunner], Level 3 [Light Riding Gunner], and Level 4 [Air Locking Gunner].
The fifth level [Time Gathering Gunner] did not originally exist, but was deduced and practiced by Hal not long ago.
He perfected the system of the [Gunfighter] profession and turned it into a relatively mature extraordinary profession.
This incident appeared on the front pages of many authoritative mainland newspapers a few months ago and triggered widespread heated discussion.
If it hadn't been for the Faloran Sword Master to steal the limelight, Hal, as the first legendary gunner in history, would have been crowned the continent's number one genius...
Renn looked at the snarling human-headed dog across from him and consoled him:
"Be content. As the first level five gunner, your name is enough to go down in history."
The deduction has perfected an emerging profession. This achievement is quite eye-catching.
Hal took a few sips of red wine and said with a depressed look:
"So what, I can't just be a green leaf to make your kid even more awesome."
He worked hard and finally made big news, but he was always ignored.
What is the hottest news in mainland China these days?
Viscount Ackerman rebelled against the Dark Prince's clone and was hailed as the continent's greatest genius; Count Connoll defeated the leader of the Immortal Sect, Little Forrest, and shocked the central region of the continent; after a thousand years of waiting, he was finally born, and the Sword Master Farolan obtained the famous gun.
Wings of the Stars; Earl Connoll snatched the ancient corpse from the hands of the demon; all major forces are looking for the survivor of the blood sacrifice incident in the secret realm - Earl Connoll...
That's right, even if he perfected the fifth-level system of the Gunfighter profession, he would still only be able to eat dust behind the mainland's top genius.
Some tabloids also ridiculed him, saying that he, a human-headed dog, was on his last legs...
You have achieved the glorious achievement of perfecting a new career, and yet you are being robbed of the limelight by someone else. Can you believe it?
Hal: I'm so damn hard.
On the other side, Chris looked calm. His talent and achievements were still inferior to Hal's, and he had never been a leader of the younger generation. Hearing the news that Renn was making great strides and becoming the number one genius in the mainland, he was just a little nervous.
Deep feeling.
In short, the eldest brother of the younger generation has been replaced.
After being autistic for a while, Hal the human-headed dog stood up, picked up the red wine bottle, took the initiative to pour a glass for Renn, and said:
"Okay, now you are the eldest brother, remember to protect me, just like I protected you before."
Chris muttered: "You were in seclusion before, but you didn't actually protect him much."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hal: "..."
(╬▔盘▔)
This elite teammate really can't speak. Brother... can't the second brother express his feelings?
Sadly, he turned out to be an idiot.
Hal stared, clenched his fists, and said unhappily: "Chris, don't think your kid is cute. If you're older...my second brother, I won't beat you!"
"The second brother has the strength but the temper of the eldest brother, which made me laugh."
Chris said sarcastically without giving any face at all.
Hal:(????)
It’s okay not to want this friendship.
boom!
The next moment, Hal let out a ferocious laugh, wrapped the cyan force wind around his legs, and kicked Chris on the sofa next to him like a dragon wagging its tail!
This kick hit his head accurately, but there was no collision sound.
The air roared, the green whip legs swept across, and Chris's body suddenly turned into a ball of black smoke and dissipated. This scene also made Ren's eyes brighten.
Almost at the same time, a shadow stood up silently behind Hal.
Whoosh!
A sharp dagger with a faint light struck at the back of Hal's neck like a black lightning bolt. The speed was extremely fast and the sharpness was frightening.
Hal's eyes were disdainful, and he swung the wine glass back in his hand. The poured out wine glowed with the blue light of the Force, and was fired like countless liquid bullets. There was even a series of sonic booms in the air!
Clang Clang Clang!
Chris waved the dagger, and the afterimage emerged. Dozens of cold edges intertwined into a death hurricane, instantly shattering those liquid bullets into water mist!
However, there was still a wet spot on his arm.
Hal raised his eyebrows and said, "See, your second brother is still your second brother."
Chris' face was expressionless, and he turned the dagger in his hand, as if he wanted to make some gestures.
Renn laughed dumbly and said:
"Okay, don't fight. I'm short of money recently and I don't want to pay the tavern owner a sum of money."
His rank was higher, so he could see the strength of the two in a short period of time.
Hal is currently at Domain Level 25 and Holy Body Level 24 (Wind Feather Holy Body). He should be said to be the eldest brother of the younger generation. With this kind of strength, he can even compete with the weaker Princes of Darkness.
Chris is not bad either, he has a special [Shadow Hunter] profession, Domain level 23, Holy Body level 22 (Ghost Holy Body).
The talent and strength of these two people are among the best among the younger generation.
As long as he doesn't fall halfway, he can become a king.
If it hadn't been for playing several dungeons in a row during this period, Renne would have been on the same level as Chris, and it would have been impossible to surpass Hal, the big brother.
Someone with a nickname like "Human-Headed Dog" must have real skills...
"Okay, since you said so, I'll let him go today." After the daily fight, Hal sat down, picked up the red wine bottle and poured himself a glass.
Chris looked expressionless, put away the dagger, and sat to one side.
"Will the association require me to hand over my famous gun?" After the pleasantries, Lane got down to business and asked a more concerning question.
Hal was stunned for a moment, then immediately shook his head and said:
"No, you won the famous gun on your own, and you didn't apply for help from the association. The Star Wings are your private property and cannot be controlled by others."
Chris added: "Besides, you are fully capable of handling famous guns. If any old guy wants you to hand over famous guns or take them into custody, just tell me directly."
Tell you?
Ren was stunned for a moment.
Hal grinned and said, "Don't be surprised, he is the grandson of the president."
Renn: "..."
Damn it, is it such a big deal?
That's fine, you can rest assured.
He still trusts Chris and Hal. In fact, these two people do not treat him as an outsider, otherwise they would not fight in front of him.
Being robbed of his position as the number one genius in mainland China, Hal complained to his face and did not hide it.
If you have any dissatisfaction or jealousy but don't say it out loud, you cannot be a friend.
Ren asked: "Kesha...how is she doing lately?"
His voice was trembling, maybe because he missed her too much.
Hal shook his head and said:
"I'm not sure. I haven't seen her in the royal capital in the past few months. I heard that she went into seclusion. There are also some rumors that she failed to attack the holy realm and died. Haha, what a retarded statement."
Although he didn't like Princess Kesha very much, he didn't think she was so good that she couldn't even break through the sanctuary.
Valkyrie Keisha is the most outstanding woman of this generation.
They are all top talents of the younger generation, who is worse than the other?
These top geniuses may not all become kings, but if they fail to break through to the Holy Realm, it would be really embarrassing for grandma's family.
Chris said nothing and shook his head, indicating that he was unclear about Valkyrie's current situation.
Renn was a little disappointed to find that they didn't understand the situation.
Hal seemed to have thought of something. He patted his head and looked at him strangely, saying, "Ren, did you send someone to propose marriage to the Feuerbach family and want to marry Princess Kesha?"
"yes."
"Cough, cough cough..."
Hal choked on his drink and looked like he had seen a ghost. He said, "Don't think too hard, brother... I sincerely advise you that a woman who is too strong and domineering is not suitable to be a wife, unless you want to
I will be disciplined by her for the rest of my life.
Moreover, if your wife is too strong, it is not convenient for you to flirt with women outside.
Like me, I plan to marry a young lady from an earl family. This way, after getting married, it will not affect my ability to date princesses or queens from various countries.
I am so clever, hahahahaha..."
The heart-rending, devilish laughter echoed in the room.
Chris: "..."
(￢?￢), you are the only one who is smart.
Renn: "..."
It's so scumbag, and you can be so scumbag so confidently.
He resolutely despises such people and is ashamed to associate with them.
Ren said firmly: "I really want to marry her."
As if sensing his unshakable determination, Hal shook his head and gave no more persuasion.
It's hard to say about feelings. Maybe it's fate. Anyway, he definitely keeps a distance from strong women like Princess Kesha and Princess Sophie.
Renn asked: "If I return the ancient corpse, can I ask for some reward?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Of course, the Karao people must show some respect for the ancient corpse you helped to snatch back." Hal said without hesitation.
It is only natural to ask for compensation for the ancient corpse that was risked to one's own life.
To put it bluntly, we are not relatives, so why should we give it back to you for free?
"Can you blackmail...well, how much remuneration do you want?" Renn rubbed his hands and said expectantly.
He is so poor now that he can't even collect the money for the betrothal gift, so he is just waiting for this wave of gold coins to come in.
"Hard to say."
Chris hesitated for a moment and analyzed, "It's better not to ask too harshly. The Kalo people are very strong, and the old patriarch has a bad temper. It depends on the situation."
Ren nodded and muttered:
"The body of the Three Supreme Kings - the Barbarian King of the Western Wilderness cannot be bought with tens of millions of gold coins. I want less than one-tenth of it. One million gold coins is not too much, right?"
He was almost slapped to death by an ancient corpse before...
Hal raised his eyebrows and said with some envy: "It's so cool. I made a million gold coins in one trip."
This asking price is not an exaggeration.
If we hadn't all been in the human camp, trying to get back the body of a powerful man with one million gold coins would be completely nonsense.
Chris thought for a while and said:
"Let's do this, Ren, you can negotiate with them in the name of the association."
Ren's eyes lit up and he nodded, this would save him a lot of trouble.
The three of them chatted for a while.
But after getting down to business, the next step is to ramble, brag, or gossip. For example, Captain Richard is a gay, the queen of the Kingdom of Seran has an affair with the Calamity Sword Master, and the Pope secretly likes to eat it.
Dogmeat, the Speaker of the Steam Alliance is building an awesome Force Mecha...
The witch left two days ago, so the three gentlemen had no scruples, drinking, chatting, and occasionally making some dirty jokes.
Human beings are naturally keen on gossip. What they tell is unreliable news and has no basis at all, but just enjoy the conversation.
There are also some that are more reliable. For example, the church seems to be planning to elect a saint in advance.
This news naturally reminded Ren of his cheap sister.
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Kingdom of Falorland, County Duramo.
At dusk, melodious bells rang from the bell tower on one side of the church, and a few pigeons were startled. Under the setting sun, the vaults of the houses stretched like gray carpets and spread on the lawn outside the church.
Artoria finished her daily prayers, walked out of the church, and was about to go home, but was stopped by two paladins.
"Kate, do you know the whereabouts of Earl Connoll? Or has he contacted you during this time?"
Captain Gonzalez stood beside a fence and asked.
Next to him is Michelle, who is trimming the hedge with a pair of silver scissors.
Artoria looked calm: "I don't know, but with his personality, he will jump out soon. There is no need to look for it."
"You know him well?"
"Okay."
"If you invite him to join the church, will he join?" Captain Oka said with a smile.
She didn't expect him to ask this, and Artoria was stunned for a moment.
Without waiting for her answer, the church's top genius, "Holy White Sword" Michelle, cut off a section of a branch and said coldly:
"He said he doesn't like magicians."
Artoria: "..."
Is it so direct?
Gonzalez: “…”
If you don’t like magic sticks, then why do you two still seem to be on good terms with each other?
Earl Connoll has praised Michel in public many times, and the latter also stood up to him.
For example, in the incident involving the fall of Queen Farrowland and her father, Count Maclay, Michelle supported Rennes in a newspaper interview and said bluntly - "Well done."
When Michelle interrupted like this, the atmosphere became cold.
Without a few words of conversation, Artoria left in a hurry. Normally she wouldn't mind chatting with the leader, but she didn't have time now.
Because she just got a prompt from the system.
[It is detected that Favorite No. 2 has not completed the single-player trial and is searching the trial world...]
[...The trial world has been determined, "Realm·Boundary" (God of Death).]
[Countdown: 30 days. Please arrange your own hidden location to enter the trial world. No matter how long the trial mission lasts, three days will pass in the Spirit Steam World.]
'Are you here? It's my trial...'
On the street, Artoria walked hurriedly, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
She didn't have any fear, fighting spirit flashed in her eyes, and she was a little eager to try.
She didn't want to be left too far behind by him.
This kind of single-player trial is unavoidable. Both Ren and Kesha have experienced it. Moreover, she has also resurrected her armor once, so she does not need to be too timid.