The Complete Guide to the Marriage of the Father of the Beautiful Boy DreamWorks

Before Xiwell came out, he changed into a gray cloth. Although the material was good, the style was similar to that of ordinary civilians. In addition, during the grand ceremony just now, the people were too far away from the temple square, so no one saw Xivir's face, so they didn't People recognized the young man who was walking on the street and looking around. He was the national idol swordsman who took a student in the temple square just now.

It's just after lunch time, and the street is quite lively, especially restaurants and other places, full of people.Xi Weier was walking on this street, wandering slowly, stopping from time to time to look at the small stalls he was interested in, but since he had limited funds in his pocket, he could only look around, and his main target was still the tavern.

The tavern favored by Xi Weier is not high class.

Mostly it is a place where fish and dragons are mixed, gathering mercenaries and adventurers, everyone speaks rude words with different accents, without distinction of blood or identity.If they come together, they will come together, and if they don't, they will disperse. Fists are more effective than mouths - this is the place Xi Weier likes.

And Leilis doesn't like this kind of tavern, he dislikes the noise and disorder, and his appearance will always provoke the mercenaries who don't have long eyes to strike up a conversation, so under normal circumstances, Leilis will not go with Lixi Weier Drinks in taverns.

Naturally, Seaver would not take the initiative to invite Riris, this was his only chance to get rid of Riris and get drunk—and he didn't have to listen to Riris' nagging.

Xi Weier turned left and right in the alleys of the commercial street, and came to a tavern familiarly.

The tavern was already very dilapidated, and the sign hanging on the attic was crumbling, but Xi Weier didn't care, strode forward and pushed open the door of the tavern.

The loud human voices and the smell of alcohol made Xi Weier feel energetic all of a sudden.

"Have some beers!" Xi Weier went straight to the bar.

The charming bartender at the bar rolled her eyes at Xi Weier, and Xi Weier was so fascinated that she giggled. Usually, the bars that Xi Weier chooses have one thing in common, that is, they all have a mature, sexy and charming bartender. Of course, most of the mercenaries here are here for the bartender.

As soon as the beer arrived, Xi Weier eagerly poured it into his mouth. After drinking a glass, Xi Weier burped in satisfaction. Compared with expensive wine and red wine, he still prefers cheap wine with a bitter taste of wheat beer.

Xi Weier walked around with a beer and didn't see any familiar drinking buddies, so he wanted to ask the beautiful bartender, but just as he was about to speak, the dwarf opposite Xi Weier threw the beer in his hand to the ground, panting heavily. The sound of the wooden cup shattering attracted everyone's attention—the dwarf was flushed, he didn't know whether he was angry or drunk—he pulled out the battle ax at his waist: "I want to challenge you!"

dwarven

The target of the declaration of war was a human warrior, reeking of alcohol, barely able to walk, but he still slapped the table and stood up: "I accept!"

After looking back and forth, Xi Weier turned his head and continued drinking his wine.But the surroundings began to be noisy, forming a circle centered on the dwarves and human warriors.

The number of dwarves is not large, almost rare, far inferior to the three races of humans, gods, and demons, so most of the dwarves chose to live in seclusion, just like elves and giants, living in forests or mountains.

They are naturally powerful, and if they fight as fighters, if IQ is not considered, the dwarves will probably win more.But it is a pity that their brains are always unable to turn around, so human beings can always win by relying on resourcefulness.In general - except for making weapons and armor, they are usually no better than humans.

And the dwarf in front of him was obviously not of high level, and the blade of the battle ax used as a weapon was already unbearably rough - he didn't even have the money to repair the weapon, which was enough to show that his mercenary work was not smooth.

Humans are better than dwarves, they have at least one piece of decent armor, and although the long sword in their hands looks worn out, it is at least intact.

Xi Weier was not very interested, and drank the wine on his own, trying to find a way to talk to the beautiful bartender, who thought he was annoying, and rolled his eyes at him from time to time - Xi Weier pretended not to see it.

Here, Xi Weier was enjoying himself, but the people in a circle over there started to boo: "Fight!!! Fight! Fight!!!"

"Ghosn! Beat him to death!"

"Dwarf? Not bad! Use your strength talent to impress Ghosn!"

"Come on, come on, let's gamble and gamble! One pays two! Two pays four! Double it!"

Xi Weier immediately diverted his attention away from the bartender - took out the only small cloth bag in his arms, and threw it into the arms of the man who encouraged everyone to bet: "Squeeze! Short! Man!"

"I beat Ghosn!!"

"I crush dwarves too!"

"Humans seem to be more advantageous! Is Ghosn better? No... maybe the power of the dwarves can prevail...but..."

"I want to crush that human!"

"I bet all my fortune on humans!"

"I guarantee that the dwarves will explode! I will crush Seaman!"

Everyone rushed forward, and all followed the two who were about to duel to the outside of the bar.

Sylvia also followed the crowd to the outside of the bar. The dwarves and humans had already set up their postures on the street, surrounded by passers-by watching the excitement and mercenaries who had previously participated in gambling, and Sylvia was in the crowd

, staring closely at the two who were about to start fighting.

Although his gambling luck has always been very bad... But Xi Weier thinks he has excellent eyesight. He can tell at a glance whether dwarves or humans are stronger or weaker. There is no reason to lose the game!

"Which side did you suppress?"

The people around him lowered their voices and leaned over to ask Xi Weier.

"Dwarves." Xi Weier also replied in a low voice.

"Why dwarves? They are about the same strength."

"You don't understand," Xi Weier said with a chuckle, "This is a warrior's intuition."

"So, I really don't quite understand it yet," the voice said after a pause, before continuing: "I still have to go through a lot of training to become a qualified fighter, I hope you can guide me a lot, Mr. Xavier. "

"You recognize me?" Xi Weier finally divided his attention to the owner of the voice,

It was a boy with bright red hair - he looked only eleven or twelve years old, about the same height as Aize, and only reached his chest.

After looking at the red-haired boy for a long time, Xi Weier finally remembered: "So it's you—Sang... er... Sang..."

The human boy who had met once on the steps of the temple today was standing beside him.

"Nissan Xiaduoli." Nisan smiled, "You can just call me Nisan, Mr. Xiver."

Just as Xi Weier was about to nod, another thing came to his mind: "Why are you here, you brat!"

"It's just a chance encounter," Nisan pointed to the other side of the street: "I just passed by here and saw a lot of people gathered together, and I saw you at a glance-you are always eye-catching."

"Really?" Xi Weier raised his eyebrows in doubt, and then stopped thinking about it, and instructed: "You can't hang around the bar in the future, and next time you meet a crowd, don't join in the fun."

"Yes, Mr. Xavier," Nisan nodded, showing a curious expression, "You didn't do any disguise when you went out."

"Ah, I seldom stay in Wangcheng, they can't recognize me - you haven't changed your clothes? You will appear on many occasions in the future, so you can't be careless."

"It's okay, they can't remember my face."

After hearing the words, Xi Weier looked at Sonny carefully for a long time, and finally touched his chin, and gave Nisan a very honest but very impolite comment: "You are really ordinary."

They had looked at each other more than once on the steps of the temple, but Xi Weier still found it difficult to recognize him.

Nisan didn't care about Xi Weier's blunt words, but smiled: "This is my only advantage."

"sky!!!"

"Humans won!!"

"awesome!!"

"hateful!"

"Seaman! Return my bet!"

"Ghosn did a great job! I'll buy you a drink!!"

While talking to Nissan, the surroundings suddenly became noisy. When Xi Weier heard the cheers, his face darkened, and he looked over with his neck stiff.

The dwarf sat down in the crowd dejectedly, the ax broke into two pieces at his feet, and the human was waving the long sword triumphantly, saying something loudly, probably a declaration of victory, but Xi Weier couldn't hear it clearly, he What he cares more about is his bet.

"shit."

"Mr. Silver?"

"...Nissan, have you brought any money?" Xi Weier said with a bitter face, hesitated for a while, and said, "That... lend me some..."

"Uh, I don't have much."

"Do you have three silver pieces?"

"Yes." Nissan took out a few silver coins and handed them to Xi Weier.

"That's enough—thanks kid, I'll pay you back later. I'll be back soon, waiting here."

Xi Weier took the silver coins and walked towards the gate of the tavern in frustration. Nisan heard Xi Weier's broken thoughts: "Tsk! How could the dwarves lose?! That Ghosn is so weak that he looks like a sick chicken! Is it because of the equipment?" —that damned axe! Tsk, if I knew I would have..."

After that, the Nissan will not be heard.

——Ms. Silver is really interesting.

Nissan took out a small notebook from his pocket, took out the quill pen hanging around his neck, and wrote down something in the notebook.

"What are you writing?"

Xi Weier poked his head over, just in time to see Nissan closing the book.

"It's Teacher Shatila's request that I record what I see and hear every day—"

"Diary."

"Well, almost." Nisan stuffed the notebook back into his pocket.

Xi Weier scratched his head and looked at the sky: "Little devil, do you have any plans for the future?"

"No……"

"That's good, let's go, take you to a place."