If he couldn't use the hard stuff, he could always use the soft stuff. What's more, this was just a show for the hospitable baron couple. And they weren't disappointed. Marco Lin didn't hold anything back, from his suggestions for brewing rice wine to the various techniques for warming the wine.
Although for himself, his knowledge of wine could only be regarded as a dabbler, and he simply liked to drink. But what he didn't expect was that the others were completely blank. Most importantly, these weren't techniques with a high threshold; as long as one's ideas were broadened, similar results could be achieved.
Of course, the baron couple still hoped to dig out more benefits from this person. So at the wine table, the two didn't put on airs at all, and appeared very attentive. In addition, their trusted aides were also smart people who were good at scheming. A group of people's flattery made a certain person, who was intoxicated, feel light-headed.
Even the legendary demon king was drunk to the point of being dazed, and he spoke without thinking. Although no shocking secrets were revealed, the casual nature of the conversation showed that the relationship between everyone was much closer.
There was no need for the slightly tipsy baron couple to say anything. Naturally, the people around them would take advantage of someone's drunkenness to probe with various words, and even induce the other party to make a promise.
But a certain person, who had seen all kinds of scams before transmigrating, was still instinctively vigilant of his own words even though he was drunk. Promises that he couldn't keep, content that was too outrageous, and obvious traps, he could just laugh it off and pretend to be deaf. Anyway, since he was drunk, many things were done intuitively, and a certain person's idea of protecting himself was deeply ingrained in his bones.
Just as the baron couple's men were about to push again, the ship shook inexplicably, disrupting everyone's plans.
William Greco, who was also drunk and flushed, listened attentively and said, "There's the sound of wings flapping."
Baron William Engels got up. Although he treated his subordinates leniently, he still had to understand the situation when such a ship error occurred, and he couldn't just ignore it. But before he left the cabin door, the guards who were guarding outside ran in and said anxiously, "Sir, we're under attack."
"Attack?" The drunk crowd had the same doubts in their hearts. The baron asked, "Where did the attack come from, do you know who the other party is?"
"It's a boulder that fell from the sky."
"Catapults? Do I need to turn off the lights? "
"No, my Lord, it should have come from the sky."
"That group of air bandits?" William Engels bared his teeth, and most of his drunkenness ran away.
The air bandits he mentioned could be said to be the most famous group of bandits on the Golden Waterway. Riding a very special and powerful flying magical beast – the Rooster Snake Dragon, it can attack both day and night, appearing and disappearing unpredictably. The nobles of the Weida military nation tried to encircle and annihilate them, but they failed time and time again. It was as if the other party had known beforehand and was hiding.
Some people said that these air bandits were bandits sponsored by the enemy country. His story was vivid, but there was no concrete evidence. However, with the strength of that group of people, even if they joined the regular army, they would be treated very well. The Rooster Snake Dragon was not a magical beast that was easy to tame. It was no wonder that there were people who suspected that the other party's motives were not simple.
Putting aside these meaningless thoughts, for Baron Engels, many of his wife's fleet were lost in the hands of these bandits. This was a direct loss of benefits. Now, this large ship with the unicorn flag was also targeted by the other party.
Since they knew who the opponent was, this large ship that was retired from warships was not without means of defense. A group of guards, half drunk and half sober, ran into the weapons room in a mess and were about to bring out the weapons to deal with those guys in the sky.
At this time, the two Mages and the Sword Saint also stood up in unison, still drunk, and mumbled that they wanted to help. Among them, Lin asked the Lich beside him, "Who exactly are those bandits looking for trouble?" Of course, he asked this because their journey was not very peaceful. It was not the first time they encountered bandits or bandits pretending to be bandits.
But Fen did not care so much and said, "Who cares who they are looking for. If they cause trouble where I am, they should be prepared to be shot down by me." As he said this, the former Lord Demon King reached for the back of his waist, only to find that he did not bring the magic gun with him. After feeling for a while to confirm, he said resentfully, "I will go back to get my weapon first." He flashed away.
The other two drinking companions above shouted, "It's starting!" William Greco was looking for his weapon all over the floor. Before Lin planned to rush out, he was called back by his apprentice. Kaya said, "Teacher, the wine is warm. Don't you want to drink it first? "
After laughing twice, Lin Sheng turned his head and said, "I will be back soon." With that, he flashed and summoned the Cassette Cutting back to his hand. With another flash, he had disappeared from the cabin.
For a baron, how could he let his guest fight the enemy without showing up? But the most basic protection was still necessary, so when his subordinates brought his weapon, Baron William Engels walked out of the cabin under the protection of his trusted aides. Then he saw an unbelievable scene.
The deck, or rather, the places he could see, was as bright as day. The enemy's advantage of the night was no longer hidden under this bright light. The former Lord Demon King, who had returned to the deck, was holding a strange piece of iron, as if pointing at the enemy in the sky. But the group of people and their mounts, the Cockatrice, were falling into the water one by one, and some of them were clearly divided into several parts.
And the mage, whose strength was unknown whether to evaluate as very weak or very strong, appeared in the sky at this moment. He threw the unsharpened longsword that called itself a walking stick. The sword seemed to have eyes as it drew a beautiful arc in the sky and pierced through the Thief riding on the Rooster Snake Dragon, all the way to the hilt. If it weren't for the cross-shaped handguard, the longsword would probably have pierced through the enemy directly.
The moment the thief died, the mage would appear in front of him and reach out to hold the sword. The "unsharpened" longsword would turn in the air with the mage and cut through the man's body without any hindrance, along with the Cockatrice that didn't have time to react. Then it would be thrown towards the next target! … and also the last one.
They died in the same way. The thief riding the Cockatrice in the air didn't even have time to control the magic beast under him to turn around and escape before he was pierced through by the longsword and then cut open. He couldn't be more dead. Even at this time, some of the thieves and magic beasts who died earlier didn't fall into the water but fell from the air. One after the other, they fell into the water.
This meant that in the short time the baron had prepared his weapon and walked out of the cabin, the invading enemy had already been killed by the mage who killed without a word. The baron only had time to see the last two bandits die.
If it weren't for the fact that there were other thieves and Cockatrice falling from the sky and some corpses floating on the river that hadn't sunk to the bottom, the baron would have thought that this group of bandits had attacked and only brought two or three people, which was why they were wiped out so quickly. The problem was that he knew very well that this group of bandits never separated when they robbed. No matter whether the ship was big or small, the enemy was strong or weak, everyone always went out together and then died together today …
The mage, who had returned to the deck at some point, carried his "unsharpened" longsword and breathed into his palm, saying, "So cold, so cold. Drink, drink, "as he walked in the direction of the cabin.
But the mage had only taken a few steps when the beautiful former Lord Demon King used the weapon in her hand and fired a dozen or so magical energy-like attacks at his feet in a row. Someone who didn't want to be shot naturally jumped around and complained, "What's wrong, what's wrong, why are you shooting at me?"
"Why did all the enemies die when I just aimed?" Fen's face was red, and she puffed up her cheeks and asked in dissatisfaction.
"Isn't it to save you a lot of trouble? Why waste time on that kind of person? "
"I've already taken out my gun, it's a wasted trip! Why don't you be a target and let me shoot you a few times? "A certain Lich who was drunk said coquettishly.
Of course, someone refused. "Don't mess around, people will die." Before he could finish, a certain Lich had boldly turned on the continuous fire switch and wildly fired magic bullets at someone, but the person had already flashed away. At this time, a loud shout came from the cabin, "The wine is still warm, I didn't think I would be able to kill Hua Xiong with warm wine. Let me think, how does the novel describe it? "A certain person was in the mood to write poetry and recited in his native accent:
"The first skill of suppressing the universe, the drum at the Yuan Gate rings in winter and winter. The clouds stop to show off their bravery, when the wine is warm, they kill Hua Xiong. "
When a certain person was reciting the poem, the light on the deck flashed as if it was staring at someone. The dissatisfied Lich who was drunk shouted fearlessly, "What? I'm going to shoot, what are you going to do!" But in the end, there was still no reaction. When a certain person finished reciting the poem, the light went out, and the world returned to darkness.
Baron Engels, who was standing on the deck, was shocked by the river wind, and he was completely sober, no longer feeling drunk. Including the sailors and guards who witnessed everything on the deck, not only were they sober, but their backs were also soaked in cold sweat.
The bandits who attacked them were notorious bandits who had been running rampant on the Golden Water Route for several years. Especially their mounts, the magic beasts Cockatrices, were not only difficult to deal with because they could fly, but they were also powerful enemies that humans couldn't deal with even on the ground. In particular, they could release poison and were very powerful. When dealing with Cockatrices, a large number of troops had to be sent out, and then a lot of people had to die before they succeeded.
And this group of bandits had more than XXX (30) Cockatrices. Ordinary small nobles couldn't resist such a force. Not to mention the merchant ships on the water. Obediently cooperating was the only way to survive. If one was lucky, the ship could be saved, and only the most valuable goods would be robbed. If these bandits were angered, it was very common for people and ships to be wiped out.
And then! Today, this group of bandits who didn't have a name and rode on Cockatrices all fell into the arms of the Boe River. The one who did all this was a mage who was "said to be very weak" …
The wind on the river was even colder.
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