While Crimson was enjoying the wine, another customer came into the shop.

A man dressed as an adventurer, probably in his twenties, with gloomy eyes and a dejected temperament, giving people a negative feeling.

As soon as Hoss entered the hall, he was startled by Diluco who suddenly sprayed water and rainbow from above his head. Then he raised his drooped eyelids and looked at the environment of the store.

The modern decoration in the store was unfamiliar and novel to him, and the soft music slowly flowing could not relax his frown. When he saw the skeleton sitting in front of the TV, his whole body tensed up.

But he didn't look like he was afraid, but rather excited with some expectation.

The city is being surrounded by an army of undead. During this tense situation, the presence of the undead can actually be found in the tavern in the city.

The tavern that did not exist in the rumors is indeed not simple. Hoss thought to himself.

If it were other adventurers, seeing this scene, they would probably turn around and run away immediately, then report to the church knights and gain fame and gold coins.

But Hoss is different. He has special ideas, or, in other words, depraved ideas.

Before he decided to leave the city, he heard rumors about the "non-existent tavern". It was said that anyone who found that tavern could taste unimaginable wine.

At the age of twenty-four, he no longer had any expectations for his future adventurous career, and there were not many things that interested him. However, as an alcoholic, he still got excited after hearing this rumor.

A hint of interest.

So with the mentality of "I have to leave anyway, I might as well go look for it", I came to the commercial street where the rumored tavern was hidden. Unexpectedly, I easily found a sign called "Emerald".

Everything in the store surprised him, and he felt he had found the right place.

"Uh, welcome." Lanya seemed a little nervous because the aura of this guest was so gloomy.

Without even looking at her, Hoss walked straight to the bar, sat on the edge, and then said to the bartender standing at the bar:

"Have a glass of wine."

Because he didn't know what kind of wine was here, he used this vague term and observed the wine cabinet behind Ringer.

The wine bottles on the wine cabinet shone under the light. They were all wines he had never seen before, which made him feel a little more hopeful.

"What kind of wine does the customer usually like to drink?" The cold temperament exuded by the new customer made Ringer want to make a more accurate choice.

"Haha, what I usually drink is the poorest cheap stuff, which tastes no better than horse urine," Hoss sneered, "but today I brought all my savings with me."

He took a bulging money bag from his waist and threw it on the bar.

"As long as your wines satisfy me, they are all yours."

Ringer's eyes were calm as he glanced at the guests and money bags, and then asked Elise to get champagne, absinthe, and a champagne glass.

The combination of these two wines originated from the writer Hemingway. "Death in the Afternoon" is not only the name of the mixture of these two wines, but also the name of one of his novels.

The formula is not fixed. Different brands of absinthe and different proportions produce completely different flavors, but absinthe always accounts for only a small part.

When Ringer modulated, the ratio was 1:4.

This glass of wine does not require the presence of ice cubes, but it does require chilled champagne.

The champagne flew out of the bottle. Under the influence of magic, it quickly became cold in the air, fell into the glass, and mixed with the absinthe to form a milky white liquid.

"If you use magic on wine, the old men in the Mage Guild will definitely think that this is an insult to the noble magic if they know that someone is doing this."

Hoss smiled, reached for the wine glass, drank it, fell into a brief silence, and then slowly exhaled.

"These gold coins are yours."

After a while, he looked at the bones in front of the TV.

"Can you tell me why there are undead in this store?"

Seeing that Ringer remained silent, he added: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, because

I am planning to join the undead army outside the city."

Perhaps it was because of the presence of undead in this store, or perhaps because of the influence of alcohol, that Hoss said things he shouldn't have said in the city.

If his plans were known to the church, he would be burned as a heretic before he left the city.

Lin Ge looked at him in surprise.

"Why do guests do this?"

"You tell me the origin of that undead first, and then I'll tell you in detail."

Ringer was indeed curious about his motives, so he said: "The exits of this bar lead to different places, including a cemetery. He came from there, and he came here basically every day. However, due to physical reasons, he

I’m not drinking, I’m just watching TV.”

"television?"

"It's the image magic props placed in front of him." Ringer also used the term magic props, which may be easier for the other party to understand.

Hoss looked back at the TV in front of Bones and nodded.

"In other words, even the undead can become guests here."

"Yes, as long as you abide by the rules of our store, everyone who enters the store is a customer regardless of their identity."

After hearing this, Hoss's eyes lit up.

"So after I join the Undead Army, I can come here to drink."

"Well, we have to attack Castalon first, otherwise it will be very troublesome to enter the city after becoming undead. If the church discovers it, it will be over after being purified..." Hoss considered it seriously.

Seeing Lin Ge staring at him with a puzzled expression, he recalled his promise just now and explained in a deep voice:

"Joining the Undead Army is a new beginning for me."

Lin Ge listened quietly.

"My name is Hoss. I am 24 years old. I am an adventurer. To be more precise, I am a failed adventurer. Without strong strength, I witnessed the death of my companions but was unable to do anything. I could only escape in embarrassment.

With my background and wealth, the female companion I once went on adventures with became the concubine of a noble in the city. There is no need to continue such an adventurous career."

Hoss's tone was extremely calm, as if he was talking about someone else's business, but there was suppressed anger in his eyes. 藲忿尛螞网

"If you don't want to take risks, you can do other things. Why do you have to join the undead army?"

"Other things?" Hoss sneered, "Do you mean to be an ordinary person and then live a life of being ridden by nobles? That's not what I want."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want revenge. I want to see the arrogant nobles run away in a hurry, join the undead army, and defeat Castalon. This scene will appear before my eyes." Hoth gritted his teeth and said.

"Well, how can you be sure that you can join the undead army instead of being killed directly?"

"Of course I can be sure, because all the adventurers and soldiers who were killed outside the city were transformed by the skeleton mage and became one of them. This is my chance. I want to become an undead and start a new life."

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