"This soup is specially made for you. Arthur, my good friend, I will release your golden rooster in a moment. How about we drink it first?"
While pretending to send someone to release the golden rooster, Drasel directed Lao Ao to quickly serve up all the good wine and food.
"Hey, no problem, drink first, drink first!" Arthur picked up a big wine jar without saying a word and poured it into his mouth.
The Nords are savage men from the north. They don't stick to trivial matters and don't have so many complicated etiquette. They are just examples of rough warriors who drink heavily and eat large pieces of meat.
At this moment, Russell had already planned all the plans in his mind. The first step was to get this good guy drunk and turn him from a blond hunk into a puddle of mud.
The second step is to seal him in his lord's hall to avoid a war between the two countries at night. Other Swadia lords pass by and capture him.
The third step is to tell him when he wakes up from a hangover that he drank too much and got drunk, so he killed his golden rooster for fun and ate chicken soup along the way. This can be regarded as fulfilling his dream of eating a golden rooster.
The fourth step is to take Arthur with you when you lead your troops to attack the Kingdom of Nord. You will cover for him and let Arthur return home safely, and then you will choose individual Nord lords to attack.
The fifth step is to defeat a certain unlucky guy from the Nord Kingdom and capture the unlucky guy for reporting. This can be regarded as completing the task assigned by the king.
After much deliberation, Russell felt that his five consecutive operations were flawless and flawless.
"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha!" The more he thought about it, the happier he became. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was being stupid. Russell couldn't help but laugh.
[System prompt: I don’t know what you are trying to enjoy, please don’t say Versailles.]
This arrogant laughter, in addition to being disliked by the system, also made Arthur a little confused. "Huh? Russell, what are you laughing at?"
"Oh oh oh, it's nothing. Arthur, I'm just happy that you're here! Okay, no more words, let's just drink and do it!"
Soon, after three rounds of drinking... not only was the wine in the town about to run out, but even the fine wine brought by the brave Arthur himself was almost gone. Unexpectedly, Arthur had an amazing amount of alcohol, and the blacksmith Lao O
, the wealthy businessman Manid, the prison warden Borcha, and Russell took turns toasting and drinking heavily on him, but he was not drunk at all, but the more he drank, the more courageous he became!
Seeing that their brothers, the wealthy businessman Manid and the prison warden Borcha were already drunk and unconscious, they all started to say nonsense like "Our master must like Safiya, her figure is really...".
Only the blacksmith Lao Ao still stayed at the wine shop. Looking at this scene, Drasel had a headache. The emotional plan was perfect, but the first step has not been realized yet...
Seeing that it was getting dark outside, the horn of war might sound at any time, but Arthur in front of him was very sober and not drunk at all.
If the war started right now, maybe Arthur would really rise up to resist and start a fight. For someone like him to use alcohol to increase his fighting power, the consequences would be disastrous...
There is no other way. It seems that I can only make this last resort and take risks, Russell thought in his heart.
"Arthur, these wines are not interesting to drink. I know that the wealthy merchant Manid has some precious and good wines in his private collection. Let me secretly take them out for you to try."
"Is there such a good thing!? That's great!" Arthur's eyes lit up when he heard that it was precious wine.
So Russell went to the room of the wealthy businessman Manid and found the leftover materials used in his research on making wine. Some of these leftover materials were extremely concentrated, comparable to industrial alcohol.
(Brief description: Industrial alcohol, that is, alcohol used in industry, is also called denatured alcohol and industrial fire wine. The purity of industrial alcohol is generally 95% and 99%. It is mainly produced by synthesis and brewing. The general cost of synthesis is very high.
Low, high ethanol content. The ethanol content of brewed industrial alcohol is generally greater than or equal to 95%, and the methanol content is less than 1%.)
Russell thought that alcohol with such a high concentration could not be drunk as it would definitely burn the internal organs and cause alcohol poisoning.
After all, we want to get him drunk, not to death. We need to be kind and kind, and let’s see what I do~
He neutralized and mediated some more on the spot, lowering the concentration, and produced part of the spirit. He poured it into a wine bottle and brought it out to the brave Arthur.
Arthur didn't think much and was unprepared. He picked up the bottle without hesitation and drank half of it. However, after finishing the drink, he showed a painful expression.
"Dressell, is this really a private collection of precious wine? Why did I drink it... and it tasted like horse urine?"
When Russell heard this, he felt funny in his heart. Have you ever tasted horse urine? Do you know the taste of horse urine?
At this time, the system came to trouble again: [System prompt: If you can smell shit, you must have tasted shit?]
Are you going to die if you don't speak? If you have anything to say, just hold it back! I haven't achieved any of the five steps now. Labor and management are in a hurry. System, please be obedient!
The baron was beeping wildly at the system in his mind. It was really depressing to not help but add to the trouble! Then he said to Arthur:
"Arthur, you don't know something. This wine has this taste. Why do I know it? Well... I also drank it secretly last time. The taste was a bit strange, but it has a lot of stamina!"
"Oh oh oh, that's it, I said, I said, I said...why, why, why am I a little dizzy."
At this moment, Arthur's face was red, his feet were weak, and he was teetering on the chair, as if he couldn't sit still.
Seeing him repeating a sentence several times before he could say it, the Baron secretly cheered, thinking that the matter should be settled, this was a sign before he was drunk.
So the baron glanced at Lao Ao behind him. Lao Ao seemed to understand and hurriedly came forward and started to toast Arthur again.
Arthur couldn't resist, so he held on and drank a big mouthful of the remaining half of the bottle. He felt that his eyes were gradually unable to open, and the whole world was spinning back and forth, left and right.
How could we miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Seeing that it was almost done, the Baron stood up and gave the final push.
"Arthur, we in Uxhall have a rule: you can't leave a bowl behind when eating, and you can't leave a cup behind when drinking! This is our ancestor's warning that we can't waste it. Come on, I'll finish it with you!"
Having said that, Russell didn't wait for Arthur to wave his hand and picked up the big bowl on the side. It was clearly filled with golden chicken soup instead of wine, but now that Arthur was in a daze, how could he still know so much?