Vol 2 Chapter 818: Waltz

Just stepping forward, Suddenly thought of something, Richard looked at the bartender, raised his hand, handed one silver coin to the other party, and then took out two new silver coins and pushed it to the other party.
Richard said to the bartender: "Your words have solved almost all of my problems, so according to the agreement, these three silver coins are yours."
"Then thank you, the rich, unknowing gentleman." The bartender smiled and put the three silver coins into his pocket skillfully, grinning, "If there is a similar business next time, I hope to return Find me!"
After speaking, the bartender looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, and the pub owner was not there. He quickly took a bottle of freshly brewed beer from the wine cabinet behind him and handed it to Richard.
"By the way, you hold it, rich gentleman." The bartender said, "Just as it is for this business, I'm in return for you. Uh, don't hurry to refuse, I know, like you People of this status must not like to drink this thing. Actually I don't like it either. It is sour and astringent, just like expired vinegar.
However, you don't like to drink, I don't like to drink, it doesn't mean that others don't like to drink, such as the person you are going to talk to-Mr. Downs Waltz likes to drink. You walked over to talk to the other person empty-handed. The other party might understand you, but they would never be too enthusiastic. And if you go with this bottle of wine, it may be much smoother, and you may not listen to you. "
After listening to the bartender, Richard glanced at the other party, and the evaluation of the other party improved by a few points, but he was not polite. He took the bottle and turned to waltz.
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Richard walked in front of Waltz in the corner, and immediately smelled a bad quality of alcohol.
Waltz, who had the same name as a famous dance species on earth, was sitting alone in his seat at this time, in his forties, and looked really sloppy. The clothes on her body were full of folds, her hair was extremely greasy, her body was half-twisted, her eyes were red, and she was drinking in silence.
Richard placed the wine bottle on the other party's desk and made a "bang" with a soft sound. The other party noticed it, slowly raised his head and glanced, then lowered his head to say in a tone of no stranger: "Stranger If you want to drink alcohol, I advise you to go to the rest of the table. I am a bad luck for this person. It is better to stay away from me. I will pass the bad luck to you when I save."
"No." Richard chatted and looked at the other party. "I'm here to find you, Mr. Waltz. The wine is also specially for you."
"Even, for me to drink?" Waltz listened and raised his head again. Instead of touching the bottle like a drunkard, he asked with a little vigilance, "What do you want to do? I have nothing now. It seems that there is nothing worthwhile for you to invite me to a bar?"
Obviously, it is quite wise for Waltz to change from a normal person to a mine owner. Even in the low point of life, the mind is still playing a role, and it will not really be controlled because of a bottle of wine. From this point of view, the bartender underestimated the waltz.
In fact, Richard didn't think that a bottle of wine could really play a role, it was better than nothing. Looking at Waltz, he said, "Mr. Waltz, what I want to do is very simple, that is, let me take you to see mine No.13."
"Go to my mine, why?" Waltz drank a bad beer, choked because he drank too much, and coughed a few times before returning to normal. Looking at Richard, "My mine, It’s already a horrible cemetery. There is nothing but death and dead bodies. Why are you interested in that?"
"Because I'm more curious about what happened there, I want to find out the truth." Richard said.
"Are you serious?" Waltz took a deep look at Richard, and then shook his head. "I advise you to dismiss this idea. It's not the rest of the place. It's dangerous. It's dangerous beyond your imagination. Although I don't know The demon in the rumor is true or false, but my dozen or so employees, including my favorite nephew, Hua Nuo, did indeed die there overnight. So, ordinary people go to death, you better not go with."
"Thank you Mr. Waltz for your concern, but I think I still have some ability to deal with the danger." Richard said.
"Is that right?" Waltz didn't believe it, and told Richard, "It's good to have confidence, just like I was before, but it's hard to beat before the real danger, you guys!"
Waltz finished, not wanting to say more, picked up his beer bottle, and put it on his back to his mouth.
Richard looked and pointed his finger at the waltz bottle.
Waltz kept moving, pouring wine into his mouth, but with one, two, and three shakes, he couldn't pour it out, and the bottle mouth seemed to be blocked by something.
Weird thing!
Waltz froze for a moment, feeling the weight of the bottle, which clearly contained a quarter of the wine, and looked up suspiciously into the bottle. I could vaguely see that the turbid liquor was slowly turning inside, and there was nothing blocking the mouth of the bottle, but it just couldn't flow out.
what happened?
Waltz wondered, when Richard suddenly withdrew his finger at the bottle.
"Wow!"
The liquid in the bottle came out instantly and poured a waltz on his face~EbookFREE.me~ waltz: "..."
Richard said in a timely manner: "Sorry, Mr. Waltz, this is just a small demonstration of my ability, I hope not to make you angry."
"Huh?" Waltz wiped his face, looked at Richard, and then looked at the bottle. His eyes rolled quickly, guessing a possibility, "Are you a ghost?"
"Yes." Richard did not deny it.
"Then..." Waltz was a little angry first, trying to stand up and vent, suddenly realized what he was doing, stopped, and looked at Richard carefully for a long while.
"Well--" Waltz showed an enlightened expression, converged his movements, and bowed his head slightly, "Aren't you an adult wizard. Oh, I didn't expect that an honorable adult wizard like you would appear here and still treat me It’s a surprise that such a mined person’s mine is interested."
"Mr. Waltz, I am indeed a wizard." Richard said, "I am indeed interested in your mine for some reason and feel that there is something I need in your mine. I sincerely hope you can Take me to your mine and take a good look.
You are a smart person, I think, you should not ask the question ‘what happens if you don’t promise me’. And I can guarantee that if things go well, I can help you out of your current predicament. "
"You mean...really?"
"Really."
"Then..." Waltz hesitated a little. At the next moment, he grabbed Richard's bottle on the table, yanked the stopper, slammed it, and looked at Richard: "Well, I promised you, I Take you to the mine now."
After speaking, Waltz was not at all verbose, and walked out of the tavern with the bottle, and Richard quickly followed.
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