Chapter 3557: Feast

The name of a person and the shadow of a tree are sometimes so wonderful.
Even if Casillas and I were on the other side of the town, the world was turned upside down. The adventurers and residents in the town who were scared and trembling did not even feel any dissatisfaction in their hearts.
Instead, they began to justify the battle in private.
It was said that the apostle was about to set foot on the battlefield, so he sharpened his sword in private.
It is said that because the apostle saw the invaders invade the demon world and saw the many fallen adventurers, they were filled with anger, but they couldn’t take action personally. The strong adventurer who came here had a close duel.
Some even said that it was because the strong man sent from above could not see the people of the demon world suffer, and the apostle was indifferent, and furious, he fought against the apostle to try the apostle’s beauty and at the same time try to arouse the apostle’s Desire to fight.
In a word, all kinds of rumors are raging, and most of them are positively promoting me and the apostle. Even if a little bit of blackish rumors, they are just a brief introduction. If you don't deliberately inquire, they will not even reach my ears.
On the one hand, I marveled at the admiration of the devil’s adventurers for the strong, and on the other hand, I also lamented the effect of rumors on adjusting the overall atmosphere-because of the addition of wild boar monsters, I was caught off guard by the devil camp, even because of this simplicity. A storm of rumors in China has diluted the lost emotions and sad hearts.
That night, I attended the Dragon Clan celebration party.
Yes, the tragic victory of the Demon Realm camp did not affect the emotions of the dragon clan. Just in that war, the dragon clan displayed momentum and style, displayed the pride of the dragon clan, and forced the power of the two clan to bring the giant human All the monsters were wiped out on the battlefield, and with their momentum, more than half of wild boar monsters were killed.
Although the dragon clan counted the number of troops after the battle, nearly one-third of their troops was lost, but this is not important, and it does not matter!
Because the dragon clan can be resurrected and reborn!
After all, this war, up to now, has not suffered any loss in the actual sense.
Even if the strength of the resurrected Dragon Warriors is not as good as before, they need to re-adapt to Yiwu and re-polish their strength, but what about?
Don't forget, there are not only a few dragons, they are an extremely large group!
Even if the wheel battle is changed every day, the dragon clan can last for one hundred and eighty years.
The demeanor of the battlefield is one of the reasons why the dragons cheer. On the other hand, it has something to do with me.
The fact that Casillas and I had a close match is no longer a secret among the dragons.
And because of the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar, the evil dragon Spitz, and the flame dragon breath Seren, I also enjoy a certain position in the dragon clan, at least in their opinion, I am my own.
Your own being stronger is indirectly equivalent to the dragon being stronger.
Although the Dragon Race is a proud race and generally unwilling to rely on foreign aid, this does not mean that the Dragon Race will definitely not ask for help from foreign aid. If it is just an ordinary ally, the Dragon Race may consider whether to use outfield assistance when encountering difficulties. But if they are their own people, as long as they encounter problems that the dragons cannot solve, they will notify their own people as soon as possible and call for assistance outside the venue.
So for the dragons, the strength of their allies may not make them happy, but the strength of their own people can make the whole dragon rejoice.
After arriving at the venue, I was warmly received, and after a brief opening remarks, the banquet began.
The dragon warriors from all directions toasted to me with their wine jars, but I was always willing to toast, one by one in return.
Although the dragon warriors use a jar and I use a bowl, there are so many dragons who can’t stand to toast to me. I really want to count it. For this banquet, I drink more than the dragon warrior who drank the most. Several times.
It is precisely because of this relationship that I go to the toilet more than ten times more often than usual.
The only constant is that I am not drunk at all.
However, this has become another reason why the Dragon Warriors worship me.
As far as the dragons are concerned, so far, there are only two guys who can be like me. One is Tyrannosaurus King Bakar, who is very drunk, so he rarely gets drunk, and the other is Crazy Dragon Hess. , Don't look at this guy as a reckless man, but the drink is really strong, only a few chips worse than Bakar.
He also faced a situation similar to mine, but I didn't react at all after the banquet, but he was different, he started to drink crazy.
So in this respect, he is inferior to me.
In summary, my position in the dragon clan has risen to a position below one dragon and above ten thousand dragons.
Their respect for me is second only to the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar.
In the middle of the night, standing in the center of the station, feeling the cool night breeze blowing from all directions, there is an illusion that the world is centered on me.
When I raised my arms and felt the coolness of the night and the mystery of the sky, a figure appeared in front of me like a ghost.
I was not surprised at all, because the familiar breath had already told me that it was an acquaintance.
"If you want to discuss, this is not a good location."
Without opening my eyes, I spoke slowly.
"Today's battle is pretty fun," Casillas snorted: "If it weren't for those guys who blocked them, I would definitely have more fun."
"They are right. If we continue to fight, this town will be the first to be wiped out." After that, I opened my eyes and looked at Casillas calmly: "This is your hometown. You can't do it for a while. Refresh, ruin this place, right?"
"This is not my hometown."
Casillas said solemnly.
"I didn't know before, but it must be now."
"No, not now," Casillas emphasized: "Herder and I are just a cooperative relationship."
"If it really stops at the cooperative relationship, Herder won't say anything to you" I looked at Casillas calmly and said lightly.
Casillas snorted coldly and said, "I'm here to drink with you."
"I know" I said: "A hundred meters away, I can smell the aroma of wine."
As he said, he stretched out his hand, took the wine gourd that Casillas handed over, pulled out the stopper, poured it violently, then wiped his mouth and said, "Good wine."
"Good drinker" Casillas smiled grimly, took out another wine gourd, pulled out the cork, and poured the wine.
This night, the two of us talked less and drank a lot. We left the station to look for a drink when we drank. Until the daylight dawned, Casillas was a little unstable. This was the end of the drink.
Before leaving, Casillas said that if there is a chance in the future, he will continue to drink with me.
"You are the most powerful drinker I have ever seen." Casillas's last words before he left were still in his ears: "Next time you drink, you will be after the discussion."