The two waited for a while before they saw the little goblin flying back leisurely. She wiped her hands on her apron and bowed to them: "The Tower Keeper will be here soon. I'll take the lead first." You two go to the hall."
Odin nodded. Fang Yu was still a little curious. After all, apart from Miss Tata, this was the first time he had seen such a well-behaved fairy - but he suddenly saw the little fairy winking to the side, and when he looked back, he saw there Three curious little heads stuck out from behind the vines - hiding behind the leaves, watching them carefully.
Fang Yu felt relieved. Sure enough, goblins are still goblins, a cute and curious race.
The little elf introduced herself as Night Star. She turned around and curiously asked Odin and Fang Plover about things in the north - about the humans in the north, the cold and windy Holy Bow Mountains, and the human kingdom of Grande.
Odin also answered one by one.
The little elf replied in a regretful and cute tone. He had never seen what snow looked like. He wanted to go to the other side of the Holy Bow Mountains to have a look, but the tower guard did not allow him to leave.
She couldn't help but feel a little angry when she mentioned this matter.
However, when the little goblin mentioned the tower keeper, she still referred to him as 'that lord' with great respect. It was obvious that the other person still held considerable weight in her heart. This made Fang Yu couldn't help but become quite curious about the identity of the tower guard.
It's not easy to make the goblins obey.
But after walking for a while, Ye Xing suddenly looked panicked: "Oh no, no, no, I forgot."
Fang Yu was startled: "Forgot something?"
"Where should I, I, I, I take you?" The little goblin was about to cry: "UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoriThe tower guard will definitely not forgive me this time."
"I know, it's the kitchen-"
"Waterwheel!"
"No, it's the terrace!"
Three chirping voices came from behind, it was the three little goblins from before.
Fang Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing this, but Odin on the side replied: "Take us to the hall, Miss Ye Xing."
"Oh, that's right," Ye Xing's face was filled with pear blossoms, and she couldn't help but glance at the two of them gratefully: "That's great, otherwise this time would be terrible -!"
Odin was speechless at these little guys and couldn't help but shook his head: "Lead the way first, Miss Ye Xing."
Probably out of fear and forgetfulness, Ye Xing nodded hurriedly, not daring to delay, and took the two of them to their destination. It was on the second floor of the hotel, with a vine spiral staircase leading to a huge terrace.
The terrace faces the long lake and has a pleasant scenery.
There were quite a few people up there, most of them dressed as adventurers. There were dwarves wearing heavy armor, elves carrying longbows, and even a dwarf holding a staff. They were sitting on the railing, discussing in a low voice what was going to happen next. adventure.
Fang Plover also saw a tall Lotao man carrying a big sword, who was just a selector. When people saw him and Odin coming up, they didn't take it seriously. After all, the warrior king was wearing a cloak and a hood, so no one could recognize them.
The dwarf said hello to the goblin.
"Miss Yexing, good afternoon."
"Miss Yexing, are you lost?" someone asked again.
"I didn't get lost," the little elf said a little guilty, "I was just careless last time."
"What about last time?"
"Last time." She glared at these people angrily.
Everyone laughed.
Odin was indifferent, but Fang Plover couldn't help but feel very interesting when he listened. He looked at the long lake in the distance, the sparkling lake surface, and the green islands, and took a gentle breath.
There was the fragrance of trees and flowers in the air. He thought to himself that this might be an adventure. Different people and different things would have different experiences in each area. In comparison, the lives of most people in modern society seem to be monotonous.
People seem to have forgotten that their ancestors also picked up walking sticks and made a transcontinental journey.
Human civilization seems to have opened a new chapter from that era.
And Stargate Port is just the first step——
The high-dimensional world is just a door. Humanity has never given up exploring deep space and the unknown. This is the meaning of being a forerunner.
While he was lost in thought, Odin had entered the hall, and the hall was actually a circular elven wine house. The sloping wooden walls were inlaid with colored glass windows, and warm sunlight filtered through the rose-colored windows. , sprinkled in diagonally.
The sun fell on the curved wooden bar, and behind the dusty light was an elf bartender with pointed ears. He could tell at a glance that he was a forest elf, a member of Miss Attila's race. The latter was wiping the wine glass and nodded to the two of them.
"welcome."
This was probably a greeting from Earth, but it was still very rare for people to use it in this remote place. Fang Plover couldn't help but glance at the other party. He looked around again. It was not yet midnight, and there were a few scattered people in the hall.
The elf asked: "What do you two want to drink?"
"Moonlight wine."
"juice--"
The air suddenly became a little silent.
Odin looked back at Fang Plover, who was so frightened that he quickly changed his words: "I, I also want moonshine wine."
"Never drank?" Odin asked.
"Drinked."
"It seems he hasn't had any." Odin looked at the bartender and said, "Give him a glass of elven gin."
Fang Plover wanted to cry but had no tears.
He had heard of the name of Elf Juniper. For elves with mild taste, it was also a rare strong drink. He could only be thankful that the other party was not a dwarf, otherwise he might have gone out sideways today.
The two of them sat down at the bar.
On the side, Ye Xing seemed to be free, sitting on the bar as well, looking at the two of them curiously.
Odin took off the sword from behind and put it on the table. Then he turned his head and spoke for the first time: "Didn't you always want to ask why I brought you to the South?"
Fang Yu watched the elf bartender turn around and walk to the wine cabinet. After hearing Odin's words, he couldn't help but turned around slightly. He did ask the other party this question several times, but the warrior king remained silent and did not answer.
As time passed, he no longer looked for trouble and asked this question that was destined to have no answer. Fortunately, the warrior king didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards him, so he went south with him.
And I thought that it would be a smooth ride anyway——
But he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to raise this issue at this moment - although it seemed that they had indeed reached this destination. Fang Plover looked around the hall, not knowing what was so different about this place. What did the tower guard have to do with him?
After hearing Odin's question, he nodded slowly.
"It's not impossible to tell you," Odin replied: "But I have a habit. There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. All gains come from rewards of hard work." He looked at Fang Plover: "You should know this. Bar?"
Fang Plover nodded again.
This warrior king has experienced a legend. He was not the one that people were most optimistic about from the beginning. He could not even be said to be a genius. He was just a trainee camp in Ragnarok. Of course it is higher than ordinary people, but this starting point is not worth mentioning in front of true geniuses.
It was through his own efforts that he got to where he is today step by step, and with his achievements, he responded to all those who looked down on him. His identity is not only the president of Ragnarok, but also one of the only two Ten Kings in the country.
It's a coincidence that there are only two Ten Kings of this generation in the country. One is a dark horse like Odin who was originally not expected by others, and the other is not even from a big guild, Ye Hua. It just so happened that he had met both of these people.
Odin looked at the calendar hanging on the tree wall, and then said: "The last exhibition match of the Continental League is in April, and there are still three months left. I will give you a meeting in these three months, as long as you can I managed to survive ten seconds with all my strength."
He turned back and looked at Fang Plover: "I'll tell you the answer -"
Fang Plover opened his mouth wide.
Survive ten seconds under the full attack of the King of Warriors?
He thought for a moment and wondered if he could do it if he could level up to level 20 again. As for the current level, it's better to take a shower and sleep, raise the pillow a little higher, maybe you can dream about it.
That was a dragon knight. The laws of the first world were not even enough to accommodate the opponent's full power, and that was not just an ordinary dragon knight, that was the king of warriors. Apart from the aborigines, the warrior profession is the highest honor among the chosen ones.
What does dragon knight mean?
Dragon Knight has a simple meaning in the first world - level fifty.
But in fact, there are more than fifty levels, it’s just that the first world can only accommodate the concept of fifty levels.
Fang Yu couldn't help but wipe his sweat thinking about it. He even suspected that the warrior king was kidding himself. In three months, he could defeat a ten king a few times. Will he also become the Ten Kings in a few years?
But the guardian of the throne of the battle craftsmen is now the legend, the Gray King FOX.
"...How can this be done?" Although the word 'retreat' did not appear in Fang Yu's dictionary, he still asked subconsciously when faced with such an impossible thing.
Odin glanced at him and replied confidently: "Normally, of course you can't do it." But he paused: "But I will give you a chance, right?"
"a chance?"
Odin just turned around and said no more.
Fang Yu was also a little curious. The other party mentioned the Continental League in April before, which was obviously not without purpose, but he couldn't figure out the purpose for the moment. He followed the other person's gaze and saw the elf bartender from before walking back.
The elf quickly placed two glasses of wine in front of them. Ye Xing, who was listening to the two of them playing riddles, was a little bored, so he raised his head and said to the elf: "Ai Lier, I want it too."
The elf asked: "What do you want, Miss Nightstar?"
"I want gin too."
But the elf placed a small glass of juice in front of her.
Ye Xing stared at him——
"The Lord Keeper's orders," the elf replied, "Miss Nightstar must not act nonsense."
At this time, three little goblins also flew in from outside, shouting that they also wanted to drink juice. Ye Xing, who had been reluctant before, was frightened now and hurriedly opened his hands to protect his cup. .
But a cup of juice was actually more than enough for the four little goblins, and Fang Lu couldn't help but feel very interesting watching them play around.
But he soon lost interest, because Odin had already pushed his glass of wine over and looked at him. "If you are a man, you must drink," the warrior king said calmly: "Drinking juice is a child's behavior. If you have to get past me for ten seconds, start with this glass of wine——"
"I'm not a child." Ye Xing protested loudly from the side.
It's a pity that no one paid attention to her.
Fang Yu was speechless. What kind of fallacy is this? Can drinking alcohol improve combat effectiveness?
But for a moment he couldn't help but think of Mr. Quelord, 'A man must drink. 'The other party also said something similar, but this time, there was no Miss Scarpet to come to his rescue.
He looked at the wine glass and then at the big sword behind the other party. Feeling a little helpless, he could only raise the glass and take a sip. There was a faint fragrance in his mouth.
It seems better than expected.
He was startled at first.
Seeing his cautious look, Odin couldn't help but shake his head: "Child." He muttered, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
When Fang Yu saw this, his temper also rose - it was just alcohol, and he didn't think it was anything special - he was already seventeen years old, so he was no longer a child. After only hesitating for a moment, Fang Plover raised the cup and took a big gulp, then put the cup down and was about to demonstrate to the other party.
But at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and the elven gin in his mouth, which had previously been refreshing and mellow, had a ferocious look.
It was like a stream of hot lava, sliding down his throat. The burning sensation made Fang Plover almost jump three feet from the high stool. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't produce even a single note for a while, only coughing loudly.
He coughed so much that tears and snot flowed down his face, and he just barely managed to roll on the ground.
Odin put down his wine glass and looked at this guy who wanted to die with some interest. So if you don't show off, you won't die. Young people just don't understand this truth.
He couldn't help but shook his head again: "Child."
Fang Yu intended to retort, but he was already spinning, feeling top-heavy, and then fell down. At this moment, it was Odin's turn to be slightly startled. If Miss Scarpet were here, she would hold her forehead and shake her head. Unfortunately, no one told the warrior king that this was the reason why she did not let Querod teach him. The reason this little fool drinks.
Because this guy only drank the 'water of life' once and then slept for a day and two nights, and he obviously had no idea whether he could drink or not.
The elf behind the bar glanced at Fang Plover, then walked out from behind, helped him up and leaned against the bar, then raised his head and shook his head at Odin: "Mr. Odin, your friend should drink less. Better."
Odin didn't seem surprised that the other party recognized him, and just nodded in sympathy.
He had seen people who didn't know how to drink, but who drank as soon as they touched him. This was the first time he had ever seen one.
…
In a daze, Fang Yu felt as if his head had been struck by a knife.
He woke up with a splitting headache and subconsciously wanted to find water to drink. However, he was startled and realized that he was no longer in the hall before - but had changed to a single room.
There was a bed, and the sheets had a faint fragrance. It looked like the inside of a tree house. Fang Plover could even see the natural wood texture on one side of the wall. There is an arched window on the side of the bed, and sunlight is shining in through the colorful glass.
Let there be a slight warmth in the room.
It seemed to be still afternoon outside, and it seemed that he had not slept for too long. He reached out and fumbled around. There was a kettle and cup beside the bed, as if someone had placed them here specially. Fang Yu felt his mouth was dry, and he didn't care about the cup. He just picked up the kettle and took a big sip.
Then he let out a hearty breath.
It was only at this moment that Fang Yu finally felt that he was alive. Although his head was still a little groggy, at least he felt much better than before when he felt like he was about to die. Only then did he calm down and observe the situation around him.
It was at this time that he heard whispers coming from outside the door.
He didn't recognize the first voice that spoke. The voice was gentle and soft - but very neutral. He couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman: "You brought the Thorium Leaf back, this is the second time. This is the last time."
The voice paused for a moment: "So you really plan to use it like this, are you sure?"
The second voice rang, and this voice was very familiar to Fang Plover - it was the reply of the warrior king, Odin: "Master of Nervad, Tower Keeper, respected King of the East, I Naturally determined.”
"—I heard you brought a little one?"
Odin didn't answer, but Fang Yu could imagine the other party's nod.
The first voice asked: "Is he in there?"
"He drank a little wine yesterday and slept until now."
Fang Yu was startled: "Wait a minute, yesterday??" What the hell, he slept for another day and night? But at this time, the two people outside the door continued to talk: "So what is your request, Odin?"
"Master of Nervad, I hope you will open the Hall of Thousand Doors again."
"The Hall of Thousand Doors?" The voice paused: "Him?"
"Believe me, he has the qualifications."
"Okay," the first voice replied: "I believe in your vision. Besides, I actually have no intention of intervening in your human affairs. For the sake of this leaf, I promise you one more time."
It was at this time that the door opened with a sound.
For some reason, Fang Yu suddenly felt guilty and hurriedly lay back on the bed, fearing that the two of them would find out that he was eavesdropping.
But just as he closed his eyes, he heard a voice - Odin's voice: "Stop pretending." The Warrior King said: "If you drink water louder, the whole hotel can hear it. "
Fang Yu opened his eyes with a blushing face. Of course, the other party was exaggerating, but he realized that he was in front of a warrior above level 50, and he thought that the other party would not be able to detect his movements despite being separated by a door.
It's a little too naive.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the man behind Odin.
And Fang Yu couldn't help but be slightly startled, what kind of person is that——
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