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"How long have you been here in Vizima and you are leaving now?"

Zoltan said incredulously that the dwarf sounded disappointed. But because of his thick beard, it was difficult for Geralt to clearly distinguish what he was thinking now.

"Some things have to be done, Zoltan." He Shenyan lowered his head, looked at him calmly, raised his glass and gestured to Zoltan. "Vegima is a good place, but it's a pity that it is not needed here.

A witcher and an idle mage."

The tavern was noisy again, but Zoltan looked very depressed. The dwarves had always been like this. He brought a high chair, jumped on the chair, and asked the employees in the store to help him move it from the basement.

A huge wooden barrel came, as thick as his waist and longer than his body.

Zoltan stroked the wooden barrel with his hand and said slowly: "This is the origin of the name of my shop, gentlemen. Drinking from large barrels... I haven't done this for two years, and everything in here is filled with wine."

It’s the dwarven spirit from Mahakam.”

Geralt's eyes widened for a moment.

Dwarf liquor? This stuff is used for alchemy. Even the dwarves themselves don't drink it every day. This stuff is so strong that it can make a rock troll drunk.

Zoltan proudly knocked the lid of the barrel with his fist and opened it, and the aroma that was so strong that it made his nose uncomfortable immediately came out. He took a heavy wooden wine glass, scooped a full glass, and then

He handed it to He Shenyan, then Geralt and Regis, and finally himself.

No one refused his drink, not even Regis, who he had just met. Zoltan was the first to bear the brunt. He raised his glass and said loudly: "Friends! Although we have not been together for a long time, that sentence

How did you say it?"

The dwarf raised his wine glass and took a long drink. The wine flowed down his beard and soaked his collar.

"——Ah, Mahakam, I forgot what that sentence said." He put down the wine glass and scratched his head in frustration. "Old Zoltan failed just as he was about to say something polite. Damn it.

"

Zoltan simply cursed, then slapped the table hard: "Then go to hell, friends! I hope your beard can be as smooth as mine!"

What happened next can be simply summarized as they drank until 4:30 in the morning. Then, these four drunkards were chased half a street by the guards because they were disturbing the people by howling out-of-tune songs in front of the store where they drank in large barrels.

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During this period, the brave and fearless demon hunter Geralt threw a boot onto someone's roof due to his childlike innocence. However, because he was too drunk, he misdirected his head. As a result, the boot did not hit the roof.

Instead, it hit the wall on the side, and the ejection force caused it to come back and hit his own forehead.

The other three drunkards laughed and ran away, and Geralt became the first one to be caught.

The second person to be caught was Regis. The old vampire was unlucky enough to step on a stone. He could not have been drunk, but he obviously wanted to enjoy the feeling of messing around with his friends. So

Regis stepped on a stone and fell to the ground. For some reason, he couldn't stop laughing until he was caught by the guards.

Perhaps it was because Zoltan kept singing a pornographic ballad. The general idea of ​​the song could be summarized as "I met your mother at the party" - well, I won't write out the lyrics after that.

He Shenyan is the third one.

The reason why the mage was caught was unexpected by anyone. According to what he added later, he choked on his own saliva because Zoltan's singing was so funny, and because his coughing sound scared a bird sleeping in the grass.

Black cat, black cat woke up and ran past him.

He Shenyan's reaction speed was so fast that his brain immediately issued the command to 'stop', and his drunken body apparently faithfully carried out this command. The mage fell to the ground on the spot and lay unconscious on the ground.

personnel.

As a result, in the end, the dwarf with the shortest legs was the only one who ran away.

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Geralt rubbed his neck and walked out of the guards' camp. Thanks to the mage's face and his expensive-looking black robe, the guards didn't do anything to them. On the contrary, He Shenyan fell head-on.

He acted very frightened, fearing that something might happen to him.

Not only did they not sleep in the cell, each of them even occupied a guard's bed and slept well all night. The witcher didn't remember very clearly what happened last night, but he did remember this incident very clearly.

Because the owner of the bed he slept in had strong body odor, Geralt dreamed last night that he thought he was fighting an evil spirit.

In short, they now walked out of the guard camp innocently.

"Aha, you're out!"

Zoltan happily waved his hands and walked over from the corner of the street. The dwarf's clothes were not changed, and there were still wine stains left by their mischief yesterday: "I still wanted to go in and catch you, but it seems I don't have to. Last night.

I’m the only one running away, so my long legs are of no use!”

He Shenyan yawned and rubbed his eyes. The alcohol had not completely subsided from his brain, and he felt numbness one after another. He smiled and patted Zoltan on the shoulder: "Dwarf spirits are well-deserved, Zhuo

Ertan.”

They walked around the corner and soon left the guard camp. They briefly separated again in front of the 'barrel drinking', and Geralt was going to say goodbye to Triss. The love between the sorceress and the witcher is always like this.

, divide and combine, but who is not like this in this era?

A little tender time is enough for them.

He Shenyan was sitting with Regis. The two of them were basically alone in this world. He didn't know many people in Vizima, so He Shenyan didn't need to say goodbye to Andrea face to face.

He didn't want to make the scene too sensational, and he knew that most of his apprentices were the same.

What's more - when you can use your mental power to communicate remotely, why bother making a trip?

As for Regis...his old friend the Queen of the Night's brothel is called the House of Night. From the name, you can tell that this shop is only open at night. The old vampire said it himself, and he might disturb her if he goes there now.

He didn't want to be thrown out of sleep by a high-level female vampire who was angry about getting out of bed.

They reached a consensus on this issue and even began to discuss what kind of woman was the most terrifying.

Zoltan believes that women who do not have their own opinions are the most terrifying. He feels that if a person listens to another person in everything, it is better to die. Every time a dwarf sees someone who is obedient to her husband, even if he wants to commit suicide, he will obey

Women are very angry.

Regis is much more peaceful, and he has seen many old vampires. He said that women are not scary, only those who make women scary are scary.

He Shenyan gave an answer that made them both laugh.

The Master said extremely seriously: "The woman who wants to marry me is the most terrifying."