Diablo Destruction

What should I say in this situation?

I looked at Artoria, who was in a good mood and was also very interested (huh?), and then at the representatives of various races around me who had their eyes on the two of us, and I swallowed a gulp of saliva.

It seems that there is no way out.

It seemed like a gust of autumn wind was blowing by me. In this early spring day in the tropical forest, my mood felt particularly autumnal and desolate. At this time, Fini on the other side was running around while being rounded up by dozens of elf soldiers. They also let out panicked meows, which added to the desolation. The entire banquet was shrouded in an invisible and intangible atmosphere of tragedy.

In the same banquet hall, the tragic emperor and the quasi-tragic emperor performed different tragedies at the same time. If this situation is seen in the eyes of a caring person, it is enough to write a tragic period drama.

Although I have said this countless times, I am a little tired of aesthetics, but in this rich atmosphere of personal experience, please allow me to slam the table hard and say loudly "What a tragedy!"

At this time, Arturia had already opened the wine bottle, raised her fair and beautiful neck, and drank slowly. Although the speed was not fast, it was better than drinking it in one go, and there was no leakage of wine, which not only showed her heroic spirit, but also Without losing the elegance and nobility of the elf.

It can be imagined that with her drinking method, the wine in the bottle was disappearing at a very slow speed.

If she didn't make any move after she finished drinking, it would be really unreasonable.

Gritting my teeth, I felt anxious.

Isn’t it just a bottle of wine? Although my ability to drink is not that great, I am still just like people, a mortal. I am not someone like Sister Sharna who gets drunk just by smelling it. Even if I drink a bottle of wine, I won’t get completely drunk. Bar.

perhaps……

With this thought in my mind, I suddenly felt confident and heroic. Yes, I was bitten by a snake once, and I have been afraid of ropes for ten years. The previous few times were accidents, and they did not prove that I was not good at drinking. .

With this pride, I unscrewed the mouth of the bottle in one breath. Well, it was a bit tight. Holy shit, how many years has it been sealed?

As soon as the bottle was opened, an extremely rich and mellow aroma of wine immediately came out from inside. It was a bit like the aroma of rum, a specialty of the elves, but it was different. It was a richer and more pleasant taste. Even if For someone like me who doesn't understand wine and has no interest in wine, I can't help but feel like a hungry person who sees big fish and meat, moves his index finger, and makes a "gurgling" sound in his stomach, as if he is also greedy.

This...what kind of wine is this that actually makes me react like this?

I suddenly felt something bad in my heart, but the wine bottle in Artoria's hand was gradually bottoming out, and my greedy stomach was calling me, so I didn't think too much. I followed my determination and desire and raised my head. , and started to drink gurglingly.

So sweet! !

As soon as the wine enters the throat, the first taste that the palate tastes is the sweetness of fruit that is endlessly memorable. I can’t tell what kind of fruit it is. It seems to be the essence of many kinds of fruits mixed together and continuously purified. , people can't help but have a question in their minds, just such a small sip, how much fruit is concentrated in it, and how much effort does it take to brew it?

What, isn’t this sweet wine? I was shocked because of what kind of wine the two little girls Beja and Dia would bring out to greet me. It seems that these two little princesses are still very kind-hearted after all, even if they are playing pranks. I don’t really want to see myself embarrassed.

While thinking about it, I swallowed the sweet wine that was so rich in my mouth. The feeling sliding down my throat was as lubricated as the highest grade silk. When it fell into my stomach, it was like nectar rising from the inside after a long drought. A sense of warmth spreads throughout the body, all the way to the limbs. It is undoubtedly not the most comfortable feeling. If I have to describe this wonderful feeling, it is like being poured into any skill by a master with a dozen years of skill. The two meridians are stimulated, and the dirt all over the body seems to be forced out of the pores.

It's so wonderful. Compared to the 500-year-old fruit wine he drank when he and Sister Sharna drunkenly broke down the bar for the first time, it was ten times, a hundred times more delicious. What Beja had given her was What kind of wine is it? !

But, hum, if it’s this kind of sweet wine, even if I drink ten or twenty bottles, I won’t get drunk. Hahahahahaha~~, that’s right, that’s it. Please call me that from now on. For Wu Fan, the god of wine.

Called by my thirsty stomach and confirmed that the wine was not "harmful", I couldn't help but drink more confidently and harder, and even managed to catch up with Artoria's speed.

Finally, the last drop of bright red wine, like a ruby, shining with magnificent colors, dripped from the mouth of the bottle and fell into my mouth. After smashing it for a few times, I reluctantly put down the bottle.

It tastes so good. I will never forget this feeling in my life. But it’s a pity that I drank up all this good wine. If I sell it, even if it sells for a million gold coins, those alcoholics who are addicted to alcohol will Adventurers may also be scrambling to raise money to buy it.

Thinking of this, Rogge's stingy thoughts were slightly bitter, and I couldn't help but sigh heavily. I don't know whether I was regretting that it was just such a bottle and I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it again, or I was regretting the millions of gold coins. I can't even figure it out myself.

At this moment, something shocking happened. The heavy sigh fell on some wine stains that had been stained on the arm at some point. These wine stains actually burst into flames with a roar, like It's like the fire-breathing performances in acrobatic magic.

Hey-? ! !

It was not good to arrive at the first time. As an adventurer, my senses immediately started to work at full strength. At this time, I realized that my body was extremely hot, as if it was on fire. No wonder I breathed out on the wine, and it turned out that on fire.

I looked blankly at my arms. The exposed skin from the aristocratic dress revealed a layer of strange deep red. I could imagine that my face now probably also showed this look without looking in the mirror. Make it a scary color.

After all...when did my body become like this? It obviously feels warm when I drink it at first...

At this time, without any reason, a theory that I had seen in the world came into my mind, the theory of boiling a frog in warm water. Put a frog in warm water and slowly heat it. In the end, the frog has no trace of it. Those who resisted were cooked alive.

Aren't you just like that frog now? By the way, what the hell is this wine? !

I was about to turn around and give Beja, the culprit, some relief. It was fine that my body was still. This movement was like triggering a switch, but my steps suddenly staggered and my mind started to spin.

Heat, as hot as fire, all the bone marrow in the body and the nerves in the brain are burning, and reason and consciousness are constantly being extinguished in the fire.

In the end, it was as if the hot stomach after drinking a bottle of magma suddenly rolled violently, and then with a bang, like the mushroom cloud raised by the atomic bomb explosion, the powerful stamina contained in the bottle of "sweet wine" rushed straight along the stomach. It rose up and rushed straight into the brain. The entire sea of ​​​​consciousness received a strong impact and was suddenly shattered. His eyes went black...

With a "pop" sound, the wine bottle fell to the ground, but the rich aroma of wine inside still continued. The intoxicating fragrance even enveloped the entire platform. The lingering fragrance lingered for a long time. After just smelling it for a while, some people almost drank. , his brain began to feel dizzy, and his face was flushed with drunkenness.

"This is……"

At this time, Arturia also drank a bottle of wine. She had already smelled the aroma of the wine, so she gently picked up the bottle that fell on the ground and smelled it on the mouth of the bottle.

"That's right, this is Sarco Cristal, and it's one hundred years old. Beja, you..."

Without any doubt, Arturia cast her reproachful eyes on Beja, because in the entire elves, perhaps only she, the daughter of the former elf queen, could so casually take out the Sark Crystal, even among the elves. , is also a precious wine belonging to the legendary level.

Although the 100-year-old Sac Crystal cannot be said to be very good, the problem is not that. Sac Crystal is famous for its mellow and strong aroma. The most talked about thing is its strong staying power. It seems to be like sweet wine when you first drink it. There is no difference. After drinking it, you will gradually experience the wonderful feeling that this kind of wine brings, as if your bones are cleansing your marrow, your body and even your soul are purified. Of course, it is also accompanied by the extremely strong alcohol. strength.

Therefore, for ordinary people, the only way to drink Sark Crystal is to mix it with a special spring water, dilute it ten times according to the amount of alcohol, and then drink it. If you drink it directly, you will not have the powerful ** like an adventurer. If so, it would not be that the body is on fire, but that it is actually burning.

Although adventurers are not afraid and can drink directly, they should still consider their drinking capacity and think twice before drinking.

Arturia saw that a whole bottle of Sac Crystal Wine had been drank by the other party. Thinking of the scene just now, how could she not know that this was Beja's prank? Such a whole bottle of 100-year-old Sac Crystal Wine, Even if she drank it, she would be...well, a little bit drunk.

Just when she was about to scold Beiya, two wind-like figures flashed past and snatched the empty wine bottle from Arturia's hand before Artoria could react.

His eyes focused on the two stopped figures. In fact, there was no need to guess. Who else would be so anxious except Kasha and Muradin, two old drunkards.

Kasha held the empty wine bottle in his hand, turned it over expectantly, and kept shaking it up and down. Together with Muradin, his eyes were fixed on the mouth of the bottle, and saliva flowed out of his mouth involuntarily. With that eager look, It's like a traveler lying on the desert about to die of thirst, looking at his injured empty water bottle.

If the bottle was alive, it would definitely be horrified by the red eyes of the two Hong Guoguos.

However, the two people's eyes filled with strong hope did not allow a miracle to happen. No matter how much they shook it, not a trace of wine leaked out from the mouth of the bottle.

They were immediately angry.

"It's all your fault, you little winter melon. There are a lot of Sac crystals hidden in the Elf Palace, which made my trip in vain. If I stayed here, how could I miss this bottle of good wine."

Kasha's face was red with anger, and he wanted to use the bottle mouth in his hand to slam Muradin's head hard, and stuff his entire head into a wine bottle with a maximum diameter of no more than two decimeters.

At the same time, besides Muradin who turned red with anger after hearing what she said, there was also Kane who was listening to the truth. The serious old man took out his notes fiercely, and wrote the quill on top of Kasha. Write down what you said, and then look at the other person with a sinister look like "You old drunkard is done this time."

Muradin was also angry, blowing his beard, and the eyes embedded in the boxy old brown face were as wide as two eggs. He suddenly jumped up from the ground, pointing at Kasha's face and yelling curses.

"You drunkard has the nerve to accuse me. It wasn't the little follower you mentioned who slipped out. Now the guards of the Elf Palace are very weak. How could I say that? You should be the one to apologize with death!!"

"..."

Even people who have never heard of Muradin and Kasha before, after the square incident a few days ago, have some understanding of the characters of these two old guys. Therefore, even if they hear them arguing like this, everyone around them will The expressions on the faces of the clan representatives and elders and nobles were also extremely calm. Their expressions of calmness despite the collapse of the mountain and the tsunami could be regarded as a model for a great master.

The two stared at each other for a while, probably knowing that it would be futile to continue arguing. Their shoulders slumped at the same time, and their whole bodies went limp like a defeated rooster.

"It's all this guy's fault."

La shrugged his head, and Kasha angrily kicked someone lying on the ground, his eyes unabashedly revealing a look of jealousy that seemed to kill someone.

"The same goes for today's Sarco Cristal, and the same goes for the 500-year-old cider that was collected by that stinky fat pig in the Rogge Bar a few years ago. Good wines have been overtaken by pigs, and good flowers have been planted in cow dung."

After angrily kicking him a few more times, Kasha decided to leave in despair.

"etc!"

Suddenly, Muradin grabbed Kasha who was about to leave and looked at him with cold eyes.

"Do you think I don't know? You old drunkard, you just want to divert your attention, find a reason to leave alone, secretly mix the bottle with water and drink it."

"Dwarf Winter Melon, there must be a limit to slandering people. Am I, Kasha, that kind of person?"

Kasha broke away from Muradin's old hand, as if his ancestors had been wronged for eighteen generations, and stared at Muradin with sad and angry eyes.

"If that's the case, give me the bottle. If you don't want to change it, I will."

Muradin licked his dry lips and stared at the wine bottle in Kasha's hand with greedy eyes.

Kasha: "..."

As expected of Rogge's most stingy opponent, Farah considered him his lifelong rival. Muradin's shamelessness even exceeded Kasha's expectation. The atmosphere in the field was silent for a moment, and everyone could tell that under Rogge, In front of Muradin, who was regarded as the most stingy opponent, Kasha, Rogge's second stingy man, was still a bit unsatisfied, and was temporarily at a disadvantage.

If someone is sober right now and sees two people confronting each other over an empty wine bottle, with a solemn atmosphere like thousands of armies fighting at hand-to-hand combat, they will definitely complain in their hearts - these two stupid donkeys are so shameless. It would be a shame to be embarrassed here, so it would be faster to shamelessly ask Beja for a bottle!

Just when the atmosphere became more solemn, Kasha's eyes rolled, as if he had thought of some good idea, and he suddenly pointed at the sky behind Muradin and screamed.

"Ah, look, a flying pig!!"

When Muradin heard this, he immediately burst into laughter and looked at Kasha with a look of great superiority.

"Hahaha, Kasha, you must be old and your brain has become stupid, you are so inferior..."

There are flaws...

Just when Muradin was proud and taunting, Kasha raised his right leg without warning and delivered a fatal blow to Muradin's crotch.

What he said just now was not to trick Muradin into turning around, but to make him relax his vigilance so that he could make a sneak attack.

The audience who came to this conclusion, especially the men, subconsciously clamped their legs together and felt a faint pain in their balls. They could not help but feel chilled by Kasha's cunning and viciousness.

"Oh oh oh oh - you old woman, old witch..."

While Muradin was rolling on the ground with his hands on his crotch, screaming like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, Kasha disappeared in a flash.

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions were still extremely calm, and they were secretly hypnotizing themselves in their hearts - I don't know these two old guys, I didn't see anything...

"Hey, where is Elder Fan?"

When everyone recovered from the farce, they looked at the ground again, and suddenly discovered that someone lying drunk on the ground, who had just been kicked several times by Kasha, had suddenly disappeared.

Could it be that it was haunted? Many people felt a chill in their hearts. Of course, some people thought it was because of Kasha's few kicks just now that he accidentally kicked Elder Fan to another world.

"Excuse me, did you just see where Elder Fan went?"

Kane was still experienced. After a slight panic, he immediately asked the nearby elf maid.

The pretty elf maid nodded and stretched out her finger to point out the direction. Suddenly, a loud voice came from the stage directly opposite the banquet.

“This is a very good question~~”

"You actually asked Hiccup sincerely~~"

"I will tell you to burp out of mercy~~"

"In order to maintain world peace~~"

"Implement the righteous burp of saving the universe with singing~~"

"Druid Wu Fan~~makes his shining debut~~"

Accompanying the sound of wine belching, the curtain on the stage slowly pulled up, and the clever elf maids immediately turned on the magic lights, focusing all the beams on the stage. As the curtain slowly rose, Holding a magic loudspeaker, the figure exudes a powerful aura like a god.

At this moment, everyone was shocked. Is this Elder Fan who is as ordinary as a mortal and is known as the master with the least aura of masters in history? Such a terrifying momentum! !

That's right, the person who appeared in front of them was no longer me, it was the singing god Wu Fan! !