Chapter 2658: Remedy

After a long absence, and finally saw, the first thing the old man opened his mouth was asking me for wine.
It seems that the house arrest during this period of time has held him down.
I took out a small bag of gold coins from another relatively hidden place, and threw it to the adventurer who was waiting by the side, saying: "Buy the best and strongest kind, 20 altars, the remaining money, count as a tip for running errands. "
After catching the gold coin bag, the adventurer squeezed her eyes, and her eyes brightened. The generous running errands made her eager to move. She wished to have wings and flew out to help me run errands. However, my host was nearby, her face slightly darkened, and her brows furrowed. , It seems that it is possible to go crazy at any time.
The adventurer loves money, but he loves life more, so he stands still with gold coins, his eyes are greedy, and his face is embarrassed. It is neither going to go nor not going.
Slightly narrowed my eyes, I looked at him, and my tone was neither salty nor indifferent, and said, "Why, too little?"
"No, no, there are already a lot, but...just..."
"Just what?" I changed my sitting position, resting my cheek with one hand, staring at the man with a cold look, and said lightly: "Don't tell me, the price of Dasay City has soared to such a bag of gold coins and 20 altars of wine. Can't afford it?"
"No, my lord, don't get me wrong..."
Speaking of the back, his voice became smaller and smaller, almost nothing.
Just at this moment, the old duke came back to his senses, turned his head and glanced at the man, waved his hand, and said, "Didn't you hear what Elder An Xiaoyi said? Go!"
The adventurer wiped his sweat, nodded and bowed before rushing away.
Not long after, twenty jars of wine were loaded and delivered.
Tyler didn't even say hello. He couldn't wait to walk up to him, pick up a jar of wine, slapped the mud, his nose moved slightly, sucking the aroma of the wine greedily, and then eagerly picked up the wine jar and poured it in. .
After drinking half of the altar in one breath, he put down the altar, bowed slightly, clenched his fists, like a prawn, there was no movement for a long while.
Twenty seconds later, there was a long chant, resounding all around, and the old man's expression was flying, fluttering and celestial, and he kept crying with joy.
Seeing the look of the old man, I couldn't help laughing happily.
This is the response of the old wine bug.
After repeated calls, the old man burst into tears, wiped away his tears, took up the wine jar, and continued to pour it out.
I don’t care about him. Instead, I smiled at the evil dragon Spitz, who was looking at the wine altar behind him. "The old man can't finish twenty altars, he can't even drink half of it. Most of the food here is Prepared for you."
Hearing this, evil dragon Spitz was not welcome. He took a step forward and raised his paw to lift a can of wine, sealing mud, or ceramics. He didn't care about it. He just threw the wine jar into his mouth and crunched it a few times. Then he swallowed his neck and settled a jar, just like eating bonbon candy.
More than a dozen jars of wine were down, and Spitz was conscious of not touching the remaining jars of wine.
But Father Taylor suddenly noticed that the wine was much less, like an old cat protecting the food. He turned his head and saw that his whole body was shocked, his complexion changed greatly, and he said, "It's you! Evil dragon!"
"Please call my full name—Evil Dragon Spitz." Spitz stood proudly, sir, and a few seconds later, he added: "I would be very grateful if I could add the word'adult' at the end. ."
"Huh, thank you?" Tyler snorted coldly after putting down the wine jar, "I can't stand the gratitude of the dignified evil dragon."
Then, he turned to me, frowned and asked, "Hunboy, what's the matter? Why are you with him?"
I got up, came close to him, and said with a smile: "The reason is very complicated, I'll just say the result, Master Spitz has already formed an alliance with Moonlight City."
"Form... an alliance?" Taylor didn't dare to say: "And... Moonlight City? How, this is possible! Trica she..."
"I contributed to it," lowered my voice, and said, "You are suddenly absent. Grandma has been silent for a long time. During this period, the purification has repeatedly stirred up troubles. The situation in Moonlight City is precarious and the situation is precarious, just in time for the Peaceful Hegemony. , I really have limited abilities, so I have to turn to the Dragon Clan for help."
"Look for help from the dragon clan... They must have asked for a lot of benefits, right?"
The old man's tone was not good, his eyes looked like a traitorous thief.
"The benefits must be given, but not as serious as you think."
After all, I will speak softly, and I will talk about the benefits to the dragon clan, and listen to the old man.
When the old man listened, his gloomy expression gradually became cloudy and clear, and his lips squirmed for a long time before the words came out: "You can figure it out."
These four words are the highest recognition of my father.
Taking advantage of the old man's drinking time, I returned to my position and said to the old duke: "His old duke, can I take Elder Taylor away?"
When the self-evil dragon Spitz corroded the city gate with a breath of dragon, the old duke had already accepted this reality in his heart.
He is indeed very strong, and the strengths of the various forces under his hands are stronger, but these are limited to common sense, and the strength of the dragon family is beyond the scope of common sense.
Even a strong man like Taylor would show deep fear when facing a giant dragon.
In the face of this kind of existence, you can soothe as much as you can. If you can't, it's best not to be irritated. Otherwise, once the trouble arises, even if the dragon can be defeated in the end, the loss of Dasai City will be very heavy. Get a lot of money.
What's more, it is less than fifty kilometers away from this place. It is the origin of the disaster that has just sprouted in recent times. Once the fluctuations in the battle spread to there, the disaster will directly break through the ground and kill the door, and the situation will be even better by then. Worse, I'm afraid I can't even stick to the country.
Can't bear the humiliation, how to bear weight?
The old duke raised his teacup and said calmly: "Take tea instead of wine, congratulations on achieving your goal."
I also raised my tea cup and smiled in response: "Thank you."
I finally completed the goal smoothly. I was relieved and started eating the dried meat again. While eating, I chatted with the old duke about the disaster.
The old duke told me that he was not very clear about the cause of the disaster. He only knew that he had sent an excavation team to survey and excavate underground mines, but he also stabbed a hornet's nest.
I asked him if I had sent him a letter before the incident. Did I read it or not, or did I not read it at all?
The old prince was a little embarrassed, was silent for a moment, and replied: "I didn't see it. I was busy building the country at that time, and I didn't even think about it. Now I think about it. If I could give myself more time then, I probably wouldn't have such a bad thing."
I curled my lips in disapproval.
Regardless of the authenticity of his words, even if he reads my letter, will he really believe it?
I'm afraid it will be regarded as my malicious trouble. He will only wake up after eating, suffering, and suffering, but it is often too late at this time.
Loss is inevitable, and it would not be a good thing if it can make up for it.
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