Everyone in Harry Castle, Abel Castle, and Bennett Castle received a notice and returned to their own castles through the teleportation circle. Most of them didn't know how dangerous it was. As a normal person, they would remember this experience for the rest of their lives.
"Abel, is it over?" The Knight of Bennett did not return to Bennett Castle. Instead, he stayed in Harry Castle and gazed at the three soul lights that were shooting up into the sky.
"Father, it's over!" Abel's voice was filled with a sense of warmth. He was touched by his father's care.
"What is that, Abel?" The Lord of Marshall asked as he pointed at the soul light shooting into the sky.
"Uncle Marshall, those are 3 powerful souls that were left here!" Abel also gazed at the soul beams. The souls of elite wizards were so powerful in this world that even when they died, they would still look so beautiful.
The Lord of Marshall didn't ask any more questions. He saw two dwarven wizards when he came back, and he saw how happy they were. He was sure that Abel's side didn't suffer any casualties. The ones who died were all enemies. It was just that with his knowledge, he didn't know what kind of enemy would leave behind such a horrifying scene when they died.
Yes, it was a horrifying scene. Maybe to normal people, these three beams of soul light were a beautiful miracle, but the Lord of Marshall and the Knight of Bennett knew very well that they had to leave the castle to avoid an attack. Now that they were back, they could see these three beams of soul light. Abel's enemies were so scary that they died in such a glorious way.
"Father, Uncle Marshall, don't worry. The problem is solved!" Abel said with a smile. At least there was no problem in the Holy Continent.
4 hours. For 4 hours, Abel, the 3 elite dwarven wizards, Wizard Moreton, Wizard Yveline, Wizard Murphy, and the other novice wizards didn't do anything. They just silently gazed at the 3 soul beams.
Seeing the souls of the 3 rank 17 wizards slowly dissipating, even the rank 18 Wizard Warren and Wizard Larkin couldn't ignore the soul beams and drink.
Wizard Moreton and the other low ranking wizards were in awe of the powerful souls of elite wizards, but the 3 elite dwarven wizards were in awe of the death of 3 rank 17 wizards.
At night, Bartoli personally cooked a table of dishes. Of course, according to the customs of the Holy Continent, each of the guests had a portion. She was the one who didn't care about the soul beams that had dissipated at night. She had seen countless deaths.
Abel didn't stay idle. He combined the 3 barrels of Master Wine again and upgraded them to Premium Master Wine.
If the original Master Wine still had the shadow of rum, then the new Premium Master Wine had become a different kind of wine. Out of fear that there might be some new special effects, he even let Bartoli try the new Premium Master Wine first, and the conclusion was that he was quite satisfied with it.
Since Abel's body had been modified by the dragon crystal, he was immune to a lot of things. The result that Bartoli gave him was that his ability to expel ice qi had been strengthened a little. It was not a big improvement, but the taste of the wine had greatly improved.
The dwarves had helped Abel a lot, so he wanted to repay them. At the moment, the only thing he could repay without causing any trouble was the Master Wine. Upgrading the quality of the Master Wine was just a piece of cake for him.
During dinner, Wizard Moreton and the other wizards didn't come. The difference in rank and status was too big, so they might as well stay in their magic towers.
"Guru Abel, I heard your dishes are the best in the Holy Continent. I finally get the chance to try it today!" Wizard Warren said to Abel as he sat on the first seat on the right side of the long dining table.
"I also heard that kid Bernie bragging when he got back. It seems like you can't call yourself a glutton if you haven't tried Guru Abel's dishes." Wizard Larkin also looked at the empty dining table in anticipation.
At that moment, only Abel and the 3 elite dwarven wizards were left in the dining hall. Lord Marshall and Knight of Bennett were eating in the small dining hall, leaving the wizards alone.
When the servants brought the dishes over, Wizard Allen and Wizard Larkin could not wait to dig in as soon as they smelled the aroma. Of course, at their position, etiquette was no longer important. What they wanted was to do whatever they wanted.
Abel smiled as he watched the 2 elite wizards wake up from their meditation. The higher the rank of a wizard, the more precious this kind of meditation was.
"Guru Abel, it seems like I'll have to stay here for 10 days!" Wizard Warren sighed as he woke up from his meditation.
"Me too, me too!" Wizard Larkin heavily nodded.
There was nothing more important to these two rank eighteen wizards than increasing their own power. Also, Abel had a large-sized teleportation circle here. If anything happened, they could get there immediately. They couldn't let go of this opportunity to increase their power.
Wizard Cyril smiled and didn't say anything. He had been here for more than ten days, and he had long since passed the time of enlightenment. However, he wasn't going to leave. At least, he wasn't going to leave anytime soon. There were plenty of good food and wine here.
When he heard the 2 elite wizards say this, he couldn't help but think back to the time when he first came here. Now, he was a regular here.
"Where's the wine?" Wizard Warren suddenly remembered the most important thing. It would be an incomplete experience if there were good food but no good wine.
"Guru Abel, where's the wine?" Wizard Larkin also remembered the wine, so he urged.
"To thank the 3 wizards for their help, I specially prepared the best wine!" Abel smiled as he took out a crystal bottle of wine from his portal bracelet and placed it on the table.
"Guru Abel, that's not right. I've been drinking barrels of master wine for the past few days. It's fine if you don't serve it today, but how come there's only so little?" Wizard Cyril saw the small crystal bottle of wine that was completely transparent. He knew it was not master wine. How could this little wine be enough for 3 dwarves? This was a matter of personal interest, so he quickly yelled.
"Wizard Cyril, how about this? I'll get you a barrel of master wine, and you can drink that barrel. You can give this bottle to the 2 of them!" Abel smiled and said to Wizard Cyril.
"No, no, Guru Abel, you must have some trick up your sleeve. I won't fall for it. I'll drink whatever you guys drink!" Wizard Cyril thought for a moment and shook his head.
Abel laughed as he opened the crystal bottle of the premium master wine. Suddenly, a rich wine aroma wafted out. The 3 elite wizards were stunned. This aroma alone was better than any wine they had ever tasted, including the best master wine.
"This wine is not easy to make, so there's a limited amount. I only have one bottle today!" Abel waved his hand, and a servant brought out a small crystal glass. If it was the big glass on the table, this bottle would not even be enough for 3 people.
The reason why Abel used a crystal bottle to make the premium master wine different from normal master wine was to increase the value of this wine. Abel thought back to the deal with the dwarves in the past.
But now, he could not do that with the premium master wine in his hand. Abel had already decided to make this premium master wine the real deal. He would use a crystal bottle to make it a real premium wine, and he would only provide a small amount each time. This way, not only would the quality of the premium master wine be guaranteed, but it would also increase the value of the people who drank it.
"This glass is too small!" Wizard Cyril said as he picked up a small glass.
"Whatever, I'll take a sip first!" Wizard Allen picked up the small glass and poured the wine into his mouth. A fire snake came down from his mouth and followed the flow of the wine. It was like his entire body was on fire. The most important thing was the synthesis effect of the Hradik Cube. This wine had reached a level of perfection that the dwarves had never imagined.
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