Chapter 25 Drunken Paper Gold Fan

Chapter 025 Drunken Paper Gold Fan

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Chapter 025 Drunken Paper Gold Fan

Renal City is a big city full of melancholy and poetry. According to Atre, the group of guys in front of him seem a little unconventional and don't want to pay too much attention to it. Although they are promoted to the Dark Warrior, their physical strength still can't be compared with these people who have been exercising all year round.

His eyes were slightly humble, and he said lightly, "Wise people usually think with their minds, but what do you who have not evolved think? I feel pity for you!"

"Good boy, you want to die!" Jerok was so angry that he immediately moved and put forward an axe on his side. He was more than half the height of his body, but he was extremely powerful. He danced like a tiger and wind. When his body shook, he had already hit Atre head-on.

When he first came to an environment, Atre didn't want to have another trouble. He shook his body, cleverly dodged Jerok's huge axe, and then stepped into the crowd, and then disappeared. I only heard that the voice behind him was still cursing, and he followed closely.

"Wow..." Atre gasped quickly and finally threw off the group of ants. His white cheeks had appeared layers of blush, and bean-sized sweat drips flowed down. Obviously, it had seriously exceeded his load.

At this time, it was evening, and the afterglow filled the whole of Reinar City, and the nightlife of the nobles began to unfold. The carriages jingled and roared past, shouting, scolding, pleading prayers, and even a beautiful singing melody from any building, which is the mainstream of the residents of Reinar City. Life is much richer than the Hall of Ares.

Atre wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked up. A few golden and brilliant characters were written not far ahead - Mestin Wine Castle. The whole wine castle looked awe-inspiring, with endless passenger flow and very lively.

According to the experience of Atre's previous life, every time he goes to a strange place, a bar is the best way to collect information. Although he doesn't know the difference in the world, he doesn't think it's much worse, so he strode to the wine castle.

"Dear guest, please stop!" The bartender reached out and stopped him slightly, blocking Atre's way.

"Do you want a bang? ( Commonly known as gold coins)" Atre smiled faintly and stretched out his hand to take out more than a dozen pieces!

The bartender did not reach out to pick it up, but retreated apologetically, half-bowed and said, "Please forgive me for my unreasonableness and offense just now. May you have a good time in Mestin. We have the best wine in Renal City, as well as a masquerade ball, so that you can enjoy the life of aristocrats. I hope this is a You feel a wonderful night!"

It's interesting! Atre thought to himself that he understood the intention of the behavior just now. He was actually detecting whether the guests had enough money to pay for alcohol. He didn't feel bad about this behavior. The world is like this. If you have money, you are the master!

Stepping into the Mestin wine castle, a mellow aroma came to my face. There were many drinkers, the blurred lights, the intoxicating beauty, and the "Sword of the Noble Knight" being staged in the dance floor. Although it was complicated, it was not messy, showing these people who could come in. They all have a certain identity. In other words, no matter how low the identity is, it should be a multi-gold!

Atre chose a relatively quiet bar and snapped his fingers.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" A girl with a delicate face asked with a sweet voice.

"It's my first time to come to Mestin. Can you introduce me?" Atre asked.

"We have the self-brewed wine from Renal City - Danube's sadness, as well as Brunswick liqueur. According to your temperament, perhaps the praise of the poet, this kind of wine is the most suitable for you. However, if you don't drink well, don't choose it!"

Atre nodded and said, "Then praise the poet. Well, this is a wonderful place. I love it a little!"

There is a kind of person who is always so plain, so plain that people can't feel his strength, but an elegant action seems so intoxicating, like a gorgeous star falling into the mortal world, destined to be the glory of this life.

At the mouth of the sweet and mellow wine, a fragrance first poured into the nose, making people can't help but be intoxicated. Then the tongue coating with a slight bitterness, which is converted into sweetness, stimulating the tip of the tongue for a long time. It makes people feel surrounded by a warmth. They can't help sighing: "The poet's artistic conception is like a song that needs to be praised. Gorgeous chapters, do you always need something to decorate? Is it the supreme praise? Or at the moment when they gave their souls to the Vatican Vatican?

"Hey!" The girl listened attentively, smiled faintly and said, "You are the first person I have ever met to speak so gently and be a knowledgeable guest!" Excuse me, are you a nobleman?

Atre shook his head and said, "My teacher is the same as my mother. Their perfection can make the world intoxicated. I once asked my teacher, can I teach you my faith? She told me that to be loyal to yourself is to be loyal to your faith. You are not qualified to dominate your faith! Therefore, in this world, don't regard yourself too humble, just respect it, and everyone can be a noble. Do you think it's much more interesting to hold the reins of fate in your own hands?

The girl was tongue-tied when she heard it. She blinked her eyes and asked, "Is there really such a perfect woman in this world?"

"Yes! Feel with your heart, listen with your ears, and feel with your body. Maybe you are the next most perfect woman!" Atre said, "It doesn't mean much to your life to see yourself as too ordinary! Life is a Pandora, which makes people fascinated and awe-inspiring. Why can't we open it ourselves and ask others to open it?

The girl shook her head and signaled that she could not accept Atre's idea. The shallow smile was really beautiful!

"Gentleman, can I sit next to you?" An abrupt voice sounded, gently turning people, with a breath of wind and dust. Then, a girl sat down next to Atre, dressed in bold clothes, red gold suspense, and rouge whitewashed.

This girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old. Compared with Atre, a little boy who is only thirteen years old, she is at least much more mature physically. According to the professional pick-up girl in his previous life, this girl is old and cunning!

"Please!" Atre doesn't refuse either. People with a strong heart never comment on flaws on their flesh, and so does he.

"I want a cup of 'Donado's sadness'!" The girl said to the maid, then turned her head, stared at Atre for a while, and then said, "My name is Erie Yuwei Wyne. You can call me Yu. That's what my friends call me. What's your name, please? It's the first time I've seen a child like you come to Mestin. Can you teach it to your friends?

Atre shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in your world at all. I'm just a passer-by. Why do we have to meet each other? Please leave after drinking this glass of wine. I don't like to be disturbed!"

"What a strange child!" Yu Wei did not look discouraged at all. He squeezed his mouth and said with a smile, "However, the more so, the more interested I am in you. I'm the head of the Rose Mercenary Regiment. As long as you report our name, the whole Rinal City will look at you sideways. It's your honor to know me. Do you have to refuse such a great benefit?

"Glory? The reason for the glory is because of the humble arrogance!" Atre said coldly, "Thank you for your glory. I'm not interested in your arrogance at all. Is the Rose Mercenary Corps very powerful?"

The meaning of Atre's question is indeed very clear. Is the Rose Mercenary Regiment very powerful? In other words, in my eyes, the Rose Mercenary Corps was nothing. This frivolity suddenly made Yu Wei look sideways, bit his lips tightly, and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Humph!" In the end, Yu Wei was still defeated by the teenager who could not hide his aristocratic temperament. She stamped her feet back into her circle and pouted her little mouth, like a little resentful woman who was wronged, with a layer of frost on her beautiful face.

"Mf. Yuwei, what's wrong?" A silver-armed girl in that circle asked with concern, looking at Atre, who was facing the Rose Mercenary Regiment, with an awe-inspiring murderous intention. At this time, no one would deny her destructive power!

"It's okay, it's just an unreasonable guy!" Yu Wei said sadly, "Humble and arrogant? What are you talking about? What right does he have to say such a thing?

Naturally, Atre didn't know Yu Wei's words. He was quietly listening to all the communication around him. Even a nobleman was caught outside and finally broke the topic of two front teeth. It can be said that everything was big and small.

As time went by, the praise of the three poets had fallen into his stomach, and Atre had felt a little drunk. At this time, the whole Mestinburg had just entered a boiling period.

There is no doubt that the night in Renal City, the same drunken bottle cup and the depravity of the upper class are too hypocritical compared with their self-proportioned nobility. Therefore, Kigi has a well-known classic quote in the Hall of Ares: "The so-called aristocracy is a group of hypocritical animals. You should live a life of licking your toes and living secretly. You should hide under the protection of your turtle shells and self-respect the sacred existence. A group of mentally retarded people who have been blinded by wine and women should be cursed for all generations!"

About a quarter of an hour later, when Atre's fourth glass of wine was down, a rough voice suddenly sounded.

"That bastard, don't be caught by me. I'm going to skin him." Gerrick's angry voice came from the door of the Merstine Wine Castle, followed by a rush of footsteps.

"Big boss, don't worry, that guy can't run away. We will definitely catch him!" Another voice flattered.

"Don't worry about him first. I heard that there is a powerful monster in the forest of the abyss. The task released by the mercenary union is actually a C-level task. The reward is very rich. We must get the task items. After eating and drinking well, we will advance to the forest of the abyss tomorrow. If anyone dares to stand in my way, let's talk to him with the huge axe in our hand, haha..."

"Old... Boss, the little girls of the Rose Mercenary Regiment are also here. It's a big deal. Do you want to fight?"

Atre's position was dark, and he heard all this truth. He whispered in his heart: Is there a problem with this group of stupid big and rose mercenaries? In this way, there will be a good show later!