Wow!
"The first strong drink, is it real or fake?"
"Yes, a wine that is twice as strong as fire wine and fire wine. What kind of wine is that?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I tried the fire wine last time. I started to faint after just three drinks. If it is twice as strong as the fire wine, then I will be drunk after just one drink!"
"Yeah, I'm afraid even those potion wines can't reach this level!"
"Did that Storm leader deliberately cause trouble and use magic potion to brew strong liquor?"
"It shouldn't be possible. If the Storm Leader does this, the dwarfs won't let him go!"
As the dwarf soldier Kakad finished speaking, the crowd was in an uproar again.
Everyone didn't know how many times this was already an uproar. You must know that there has never been such a twists and turns and such a wonderful competition in the past.
Moreover, what made everyone even more curious was how intense the Eye of the Storm was.
Of course, no one at this moment doubted what trick the Storm Leader had used, because Kakad was a dwarf captain, and his strength could at least reach the peak of gold.
Such strength really cannot be calculated casually, and more importantly, it is under the eyes of the King of the Hill.
At this moment, all the nobles on the high platform looked sideways at Nalant.
Even the representatives of several major empires looked at Nalant with disbelief and confusion.
These people arrived at the Forge of the Furnace a month in advance.
Therefore, when the nobles of Glory Continent arrived at the Holy Continent, they had already set off.
As for the news about Nalant and others, they had no idea at all.
In this way, even the well-informed representatives of the empire have never heard of this little-known Storm Territory.
Nalant was facing the attention of everyone at this moment, but he accepted it calmly.
Especially those who looked at them without hostility, they all responded with smiles and nods.
Before the noble representatives found out the details of Nalant, they did not dare to underestimate the performance of Eye of the Storm, which was unanimously approved, and responded in kind.
Of course, not everyone in these glances was very friendly. For example, at this moment, the face of the second prince Cory had turned purple.
Previously, he directly questioned the King of the Hill, but in the end, he asked the dwarves to speak out about the excellence of Eye of the Storm.
Although the taste is not as delicious as their wine, the strength is more than twice as strong as theirs, which really compares to the Bach Empire.
As one of the best empires in the Holy Continent, Corey believed that it could be compared to the Blue Shield Empire and the orcs, but to be compared to a country bumpkin like Narant was simply an insult to the Bach Empire.
In addition to Corey looking at Nalant with a different look, a group of orcs sitting not far away were also watching Nalant at this moment.
The old man from the fox tribe couldn't help but look at Nalant with his deep eyes. Apparently, the dark horse of Storm Leader had attracted the attention of their beast tribe.
"Everyone, the first round of competition is now over. Because four spirits that participated in the competition were unanimously approved at the same time, the promotion to the next round of competition will no longer be divided by the top three."
“Rather, these four unanimously approved spirits are being tested at the same time!”
"In addition, the number of dwarf warriors we will participate in the judging this time will also increase to two hundred!"
"Now, please prepare the four competition forces, Bach Empire, Blue Shield Empire, Orc Empire and Storm Territory. The next round of competition will start in ten minutes!"
"As for the order, it will still be drawn from the bottom up."
The voice of the dwarf host in the field below came again, and today's real winner will be determined normally next.
"Narant, do you think we will win?" Natasha was also very happy to pass the first round of the competition unanimously.
But Kakad finally commented that the taste of Eye of the Storm was not as good as the other three, which made Natasha a little uneasy.
"It should be no problem!" Nalant was also thinking.
The dwarf Kakad was right. Although he could increase the intensity of the emerald spirit through distillation, it did not change the taste.
And that jade spirit is a spirit that costs three gold coins per pot. Compared with spirits such as fire wine and flaming wine, which cost ten gold coins per pot, there is a huge gap.
Therefore, I don’t know if this shortcoming in taste will affect the victory in the next competition.
"No, we have to find a way!" Nalant suddenly stood up.
"Narant, what are you going to do?" Upon seeing this, Natasha immediately followed Narant.
"I'm going to add some sugar in!"
Since the taste is not good, add sugar to make the liquor slightly sweet.
This was the only remedy Narant could do at the moment.
Moreover, the magical existence of white sugar is also his exclusive patent, so I don't think other spirits have such a taste.
As for whether such a strong drink would become unpalatable, Nalant knew that it would only taste better, not worse.
Because in previous lives, country people brewed their own liquor and would add a little sugar to improve the taste.
Even when everyone makes wine, they add rock sugar to enhance the flavor.
Of course, don’t add too much, just the right amount.
"Sir, why are you here!" Soon, Nalant came to the carriage.
"Raymon, you go back to the store immediately and bring a big bag of sugar. Remember, don't let others see the sugar during this process! And you have to do it quickly!" Nalant didn't have time to explain and immediately started making arrangements.
"Yes, sir!" After receiving the order, Raymond did not dare to delay, and immediately led two of his subordinates towards the store on the Warcraft Wolf.
At this time, everyone finally knew what their master wanted to do.
Time passed by, and after seven or eight minutes, Raymond finally returned in a hurry.
Narant asked everyone to set up a tarpaulin, and then secretly added sugar to several wine barrels.
Of course, during the process of adding sugar, Nalant kept stirring and tasting.
Don't stop adding it until you feel that the Eye of the Storm tastes smoother but not too sweet.
After several barrels of Eye of the Storm were added with sugar, Narante returned to the high platform again.
At this moment, the real final of today's competition begins.
The dwarf host also began to select the first force to take the stage to participate in the competition.
"The first one to participate in the competition is... the Blue Shield Empire!"
Following the announcement from the dwarf host, the Blue Shield Empire's convoy soon arrived at the venue.
Because the number of people participating in the judging had increased to 200, it took a long time just to serve the wine to these dwarf soldiers.
"Dear dwarf warriors, I believe that the fire wine of our Blue Shield Empire needs no further introduction, so let me follow the rules and talk about the purchase price of this year's fire wine!"
"The purchase price of fire wine is three gold coins and fifty silver coins!"
The team manager from the Blue Shield Empire stood in front of the stage and spoke.
Entering the finals at this moment, in addition to taste, price is also a consideration, so the forces participating in the competition do not hesitate to reveal the purchase price at this moment.
"What, the price of three gold coins and fifty silver coins. In the past, fire wine was provided to the dwarves for only three gold coins?"
"Yeah, I didn't expect it to increase by fifty silver coins. Although the quality of Fire Wine has improved this year, I don't know if the increased price will make Fire Wine lose again!"
As the steward reported the price, the crowd immediately started talking.
The Blue Shield Empire lost on price the first two times. Everyone thought they would work hard on this, but now they have raised the price.
Even though this is likely to be related to improving the taste of spirits, it still caused a lot of heated discussion.
"Dwarf warriors, please think carefully about how to use it!"
After speaking, the steward retreated, but the other subordinates of the convoy carried silver pots to the dwarf soldiers' table.
This final is different from the previous round. In the previous round, there were too many spirits participating in the competition, so the dwarf soldiers could only judge the quality by one bowl.
But in the finals, because there were only three or four spirits participating in the competition, they could taste them carefully and even drink the second and third bowls.
In short, until those barrels of wine are finished, they can continue drinking and finally make a judgment.
Immediately, all the dwarves couldn't wait to taste it.
Gudonggudong!
As soon as the bowl was eaten, almost no dwarf made an immediate comment.
Instead, he waved to the convoy personnel holding ambulances and asked them to come on board.
After drinking two or three bowls in succession, the dwarves finally stopped adding wine with satisfaction, and then began to raise their hands.
One hundred fifty, one hundred sixty, one hundred seventy...one hundred eighty-nine, one hundred ninety!
Finally, as time passed, the dwarves on the field gave the final score.
"Wow, that's good! One hundred and ninety votes passed, which is more than ten votes more than in previous years!"
"Yeah, I guess the quality of the fire wine has really improved this year!"
When the onlookers saw such comments, they all expressed surprise.
"Okay everyone, now that the results of the Blue Shield Empire's evaluation are out, let's select the second one to participate in the competition."
"The second force participating in the competition is... the Bach Empire!"
The dwarf host once again drew the second spot amid everyone's discussion.
As his words fell, the previously noisy crowd immediately fell silent.
In the past, the Bach Empire and the Blue Shield Empire were fighting fiercely, but now the two powers are directly confronting each other as soon as they appear on the scene, so everyone is looking forward to it.
"Dwarf warriors, the purchase price of the flame wine of our Bach Empire this year is three gold coins and forty silver coins..."
"Ah, no way, three gold coins and forty silver coins. The Bach Empire's fire wine is only ten silver coins cheaper than the fire wine this year. This must be a price increase!"
"The price has indeed increased. No wonder the quality of Bach Empire's fire wine this year is as high as that of fire wine!"
"Hey, you guys, could this Bach Empire do it on purpose? I think their price was probably originally intended to be the same as the Blue Shield Empire's, but I just heard the Blue Shield Empire's quote, so they deliberately made it ten cheaper. silver!"
"It's really possible. After all, the difference is only ten silver coins. As long as we win this victory, the Bach Empire can continue to lead the Blue Shield Empire in terms of weapons and equipment. Even if it loses some money, it's worth it!"
"Haha, the Blue Shield Empire is so unlucky that they were drawn first. They would probably do the same thing if they were ranked second!"
Hearing the price of Bach's empire, the crowd roared again.
"Your Highness Corey, you are so wise, haha, the face of the representative of the Blue Shield Empire turned black!"
If the difference in spirits between the two sides is not large, then these ten silver coins are likely to bring a small advantage to the Bach Empire.
"Dwarf warriors, please taste it slowly!"
Immediately, the second group of two hundred dwarf soldiers began to taste the fire wine.
The dwarves stopped tasting it after drinking two or three bowls, and then raised their hands one after another.
One hundred and eighty-seven, one hundred and eighty-eight, one hundred and eighty-nine, one hundred and ninety...
As the dwarf soldiers slowly raised their hands, the exciting moment finally arrived.
Everyone in the field stared intently at the selected dwarves to see if the Bach Empire could surpass the Blue Shield Empire.
...one hundred and ninety-one!
Wow!
"Haha, victory! The Bach Empire has won again. I bet on the 900 gold coins for the victory of the Bach Empire and I will make a profit!"
"Haha, me too, I bet a thousand gold coins!"
When the one hundred and ninety-one dwarves raised their hands, the place erupted.
Unexpectedly, the Bach Empire actually won again, and the gamblers who had placed gold coins on the Bach Empire jumped up.
"Hmph, don't be too happy. Have you forgotten that there are orcs and storm leaders?"
"Haha, the orcs are still a bit of a threat, but I think the threat from the Storm Territory is definitely not too great."
"Because the Kakad dwarf just said that although the strong wine of the Storm Territory is strong, its taste is not as good as the other three kinds of wine."
"And dwarves have requirements for strength, but they don't necessarily like spirits that don't taste good!"
The crowd immediately became noisy, because many gamblers who bet on the Blue Shield Empire couldn't understand how happy the gamblers on the Bach Empire were.
"Everyone, the third force participating in the competition is... the Orc Empire!"
Naturally, the discussion among the people would not interrupt the progress of the competition, so the dwarf host drew out the third force to appear.
"It's the finale again, this is a good sign!"
When he heard that the third person to appear was an orc, Nalant couldn't help but laugh.
In this second round of competition, the further back you enter, the more advantage you have, because the price can be adjusted according to your opponent.
At this time, the orc fox woman had brought the convoy to the field again.
"Dear dwarf warriors, although our beast race has participated in several brewing competitions in the past, we have never won again!"
"However, this time we come with great sincerity and confidence. Our purchase price for this precious ape spirit is three gold coins!"
"I hope all the dwarf warriors will like our ape spirits. I would like to thank you all for this!"
There is still a hint of charm, but it is completely natural. Even the second prince of the Bach Empire, Cory, loves and hates it.
The dwarf soldiers, who were usually rude men, couldn't help but have a little affection in their eyes, and then they began to pick up the wine bowls and taste them.
When a group of dwarves picked up the wine bowls and tasted it, the crowd became nervous, especially the gamblers who had bet on the Bach Empire.
They didn't expect the price of spirits from the Orcs to be so low.
Moreover, what made them even more panicked was that this third batch of dwarf soldiers did not stop after drinking only two or three bowls as before, but drank four or five bowls.
"It's over. I'm afraid my escort will be in vain!"
"Haha, you deserve it!"
"You guys, you are still in the mood to gloat, those people are orcs! If they win, the orcs' strength will be greatly enhanced!"
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