desire reconciliation

When Lancelot arrived in the dungeon, he understood what Justu's words meant.

Because Uriah even held a group arena in the dungeon, and if he wins, he can get [-] star coins.

Walking in the direction of the flow of people, along the way, I saw many people who were being supported to walk in the opposite direction.

"You still don't believe me, whoever Kane is, you dare to challenge him."

"He is here for fun, and it will be a ghost if he can get the money."

People in twos and threes were talking again.

"Kane hasn't played this trick for many years, why is he doing it again today?"

"I'm guessing I've been irritated by someone who can't be provoked again, so I'm here to spread my anger."

"It's just to deceive those young people who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Those who have a few years of experience in the dungeon will not be brain-dead enough to challenge Kane."

......

Lancelot heard a lot of similar remarks along the way, and when he got to the ring, there was no one there.

He asked a small vendor who was counting money by the ring: "Hello, do you know where Uli ... Kane went?"

The peddler looked him up and down: "What? You want to challenge Kane too? You really want money."

Lancelot followed his words: "I really want to challenge him, so can you tell me where Kane is?" He also took out a few banknotes and pushed them in front of the street vendor.

The peddler smiled in satisfaction. He was counting the money with both hands, and he nudged a shop not far away with his mouth: "No one is challenging, drinking at the bar over there."

Lancelot walked into the store, and he knew for the first time that this kind of place could also be called a bar.

There are no dim lights, no charming bartenders, and no neatly arranged wine racks.

The tables were all rough wood, and even those who drank were seated in beer barrels.

At the bar, there is only one bearded and smiling uncle drinking frothy beer glass by glass.

Everyone in the bar looked fierce, so that Lancelot saw the person he was looking for at first sight, Uriah, who was out of place with other people because of his outstanding appearance.

Uriah was also sitting on a beer barrel, holding a glass of bubbling cold beer in his hand, his face was a little red, and the table in front of him was full of empty beer glasses.

Not a few steps into the bar, Lancelot was surrounded by people.

A strong man with a scarred face steps forward, dark skin

Exposed to the air, the shaky way of walking also shows that this person is not lightly drunk.

The man with the scar hiccupped and stopped Lancelot's way, with a wretched expression on his face: "Little beauty, came alone? Come and have a drink with my brothers."

Lancelot said coldly: "I'm here to find someone, please get out of the way."

The man with the scar blinked his eyes, the alcohol blurred his vision.

When he heard Lancelot's refusal, he whistled and seemed even more excited: "The little beauty has a good temper, sir, I just like you with a strong temper. Looking for someone? Look at you like me, brother." like or not?"

Lancelot repeated sullenly: "Get out of the way."

The people in the bar also stepped forward to join in the fun when they heard the commotion here.

Lancelot didn't want to cause trouble, after all, this is a dungeon.

But there are always some people who don't know what is good or bad.

Some of the crowd who gathered together even wanted to reach out and touch Lancelot's body while taking advantage of the chaos.

Although Lancelot was overwhelmed in front of Uriah, looking at the entire army, his skills were among the best.

He raised his hand and pulled the hand on his shoulder out of the crowd, and then threw his backhand over his shoulder, cracking several beer barrels.

His movements were so fast that few people present saw Lancelot's movements clearly. The handsome young man raised his chin and stood still, not even dust getting on the corner of his clothes.

After a loud noise, suddenly there was a man lying down in embarrassment in front of everyone, and the crowd who were frightened by the movement gave way.

The man who was brought down by Lancelot was at the same table as the man with the scar.

The man with the scar saw that his brother was knocked down by such a weak young man in front of him. He was a little annoyed, and wanted to teach Lancelot a lesson, but was suddenly slapped from behind.

Uriah had already walked over without knowing when.

His cheeks were slightly flushed, but his eyes were still clear.

The man with the scar saw that Uriah was the one who patted him, turned his head and looked at Lancelot on the other side, as if he suddenly realized, his attitude changed 180 degrees: "Oh! This little beauty turned out to be looking for Kane .”

Another person on the side came out to smooth things over: "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, we are the ones who moved Kane because we don't have eyes."

Uriah ignored the man with the scar and walked straight to Lancelot.

"I didn't say I didn't see

you? "

"I have something to ask you." Lancelot raised his eyes and spoke calmly.

Uriah turned around without looking at him: "You go, I don't want to see you now."

Lancelot stepped forward quickly and grabbed his wrist.Uriah was grabbed by him, and his steps faltered. He turned his head and said, "Let go."

"Do you have something to settle in the dungeon?"

"Yes." Uriah said coldly.

"Just set up a ring to bully people, and then come to drink?"

Seeing that Uriah didn't answer, Lancelot let go of Uriah's hand.

Uriah thought that he had given up and was about to go back to his place to drink, but he didn't expect that the person behind him would follow wherever he went.

"I said I won't see you." He said impatiently.

Lancelot did not give up: "Aren't you setting up the ring? If you want to fight, I will fight with you."

Uriah's eyes were dark: "Go back, I won't fight you."

"Are you afraid?"

Uriah still didn't look at him: "If you want to fight with them, we'll talk about it if you win."

Lancelot scanned around the people in the bar. There were estimated to be more than 30 Alphas present, and he responded: "Okay, even if there are so many more people, I can still beat them." He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What if I defeated them all, and you will come with me?"

Uriah: "So confident?"

His sentence was originally a joke, and he wanted to make Lancelot retreat in the face of difficulties, but he did not expect that this person deliberately raised his voice and said to everyone present: "I also want to discuss with everyone here. If I win Just like Kane, I will pay [-] star coins."

As soon as these words were released, the atmosphere in the bar was pushed to a climax again.

They wanted to go to the ring outside to continue, but Uriah had no intention of leaving at all.

So the bearded man at the bar acquiesced in this competition, and within half a glass of beer, the scattered wooden tables were moved away, leaving a space in the middle of the bar, and he insisted on setting up another arena.

There are quite a few Alphas in the crowd gearing up and eager to try.

They are all people who grind their teeth and suck their blood in the dungeon. Kane can't beat them. The young man who looks like a fragile glass in front of him might as well give it a try.

For a while, many people rushed to sign up to fight Lancelot one-on-one.

Uriah sat at a distant table, still drinking beer.He felt that this group of people were really driven by Lancelot.

The appearance is deceiving. There are no more than ten people in the entire army who can reach the S level in melee combat, and Lancelot is one of them.

The man with the scar was the first to play.

The man with the scar said a few more provocative words, and in the end he did not forget to be courteous, praising Lancelot for his good looks.

Lancelot has been looking at him unhappy, the moment the whistle blew, he stepped in front of the scarred man, so fast that he could see the afterimage.

He punched the scarred man in the face. He didn't seem to use much force, but with his punch, the scarred man flew several steps away, and he fell to the ground with one blow.

The man with the scar was punched until he foamed at the mouth, his face was covered with blood, and he was carried down in the end.

Everyone present knew the strength of the man with the scar, and he was quite famous in the dungeon, but Lancelot could knock people out with one move.

Those who started to sign up enthusiastically were a little hesitant after seeing this scene, but there are still many unbelievers.

After Lancelot knocked down five well-known Alphas in the dungeon one after another, the bearded man at the bar added another prize.

It is said that the person who can beat Lancelot can drink wine for free in this bar for a year.

But the ending is naturally obvious, and after that, more than a dozen strong Alphas were taken down by Lancelot within three moves.

Lancelot's beautiful light blue eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a murderous intent in those blood-colored eyes.

Uriah looked at God from the sidelines.

The ferocity of Lancelot's beating was completely overwhelmed by the insidious tricks of the people in the dungeon before they were used.

The rule of the dungeon is to compete whose fist is harder.Lancelot has strong explosive power, but after all, he is an Omega, and his durability is still not comparable to that of Alpha.

"Anyone else wants to come up and fight?" At this moment, fine sweat was breaking out on his forehead.

In fact, this is the fourth time Lancelot has asked this question. In the first three times, some people were still unconvinced and came up to the challenge.

At this moment, those who were not convinced had already been beaten to the ground by him, and the rest sat in their seats and drank beer silently with their heads down.

Lancelot walked to the bar and asked the bearded man to order a glass of cold beer: "Uncle, did what you said just now count?"

The bearded man had a good impression of the young man in front of him who looked like a young master, and his skills were really good.

"You mean the one where you can drink beer for free for a year if you win?" the bearded man laughed.

Lancelot pointed out

nod.

The bearded man touched his somewhat messy beard: "Isn't it true that no one has beaten you?"

Lancelot raised his chin towards Uriah: "That man can beat me, so you can give him free beer."

Holding a beer in one hand, Lancelot walked towards Uriah, leaving only the back of the bearded man: "If it means what it says."

The bearded man looked at the somewhat arrogant back and laughed, "Of course it counts."

When Lancelot was fighting with someone, rumors about them had already spread in the dungeon.

At the beginning, it was said that there was a little O in the bearded bar who was abandoned by Kane, and was chased by the beautiful little O.

After a while, it was reported that Kane had a big fight with the scarred man for Little O.

In the end, it intensified, saying that Kane didn't want to be entangled, so he offered a price of [-] star coins, and whoever could defeat Xiao O could take the [-].

When Lancelot left the stage after the fight, a crowd of onlookers had already crowded in front of the Bearded Bar.

Seeing a little O beat a bunch of Alphas, everyone who finally won the beauty A boldly guessed that the beauty was not an O at all but an A, and Kane was the one below.

Some people came out to testify that Lancelot was an Alpha, not an Omega at all.

Everyone in the dungeon watched Lancelot walk towards Kane calmly after the fight, his brows were full of sharpness, obviously he was triumphant after winning the prey.

Look at Kane on the other side, his cheeks are slightly red, he lowers his head and dare not look at him, like a freshly peeled peach, a young girl A who is just in love, shy with timidity.

Everyone in the dungeon slapped their heads, and it turns out that Kane, who is not in the dungeon, has been single for so many years because he didn't meet the right one!

It wasn't until a long time later that Uriah realized that the people in the dungeon, whose muscles had grown into their heads, had spread such absurd rumors.

There was a commotion inside and outside the bar, and Lancelot approached Uriah's table.

Uriah, who had been reluctant to meet his gaze all the time, kept staring at him now, with no expression on his face.

Everyone suddenly smelled the cedar-flavored pheromone, overbearing and full of threats.

Lancelot didn't know why he suddenly released the pheromone, and stepped forward and said, "I've finished fighting people, are you willing to talk to me now?"

Uriah didn't say anything, just stared at Lancelot blankly.

Sars patted Lancelot tremblingly.

T: "Brother, can you get Kane to collect his pheromones?"

Only then did Lancelot realize that the pheromone possessed by Uriah's double S-level mental power was like mental torture to them.

"Put the pheromone away." Lancelot approached him and smelled the strong cedar pheromone.

Seeing him approaching, Uriah stood up abruptly, blinked her confused eyes and looked at him, as if she didn't understand what he was talking about.

Uriah was drunk.

He just felt that Lancelot in front of him was very good-looking, so he touched his face with his hands.

Lancelot froze for a moment.

Uriah, who was standing in front of him, smiled, then swayed and fell down.

Lancelot pulled the man to lean on him. He supported Uriah with one hand, turned to Sals and asked, "Is there a hotel near here?"

Sals had never seen Uriah drunk before, so he was dumbfounded, and replied dully: "Ah, oh, the second one on the street when you turn right when you go out."

Lancelot said thank you, then picked up Uriah on his back and walked out the door.

Uriah was drunk and dishonest, writhing on his back all the time, and his hands didn't cooperate.

Lancelot was about to stop and adjust his posture after walking two steps. He was very speechless. If he hadn't just finished fighting with dozens of people and didn't have much strength now, he would definitely record the drunken appearance of Marshal Uriah .

Lancelot, who stopped eight times within more than ten meters from the bar, finally couldn't take it anymore.He pulled the man behind him down, and directly hugged the man in his arms.

This way it doesn't matter what Uriah does, and it makes walking a lot easier.

Only then did he see clearly what Uriah was trying to do behind his back.Uriah was seen fiddling with the pockets of his jacket.The zipper on the pocket was the culprit, and Uriah, who was drunk, couldn't open it.

A lot of Uriah's pheromones were scattered in the open area, but the appearance of these two people was already outstanding in the dungeon, and now the two people behaved intimately, which aroused the onlookers and comments from passers-by.

In the end, the two walked into the couple hotel not far away amidst all kinds of strange sights.