Chapter 432 Dwarves

Looking back, my dear, more than a dozen tall and powerful adventurers walked in from the bar door. With their arrival, the large space seemed to be squeezed into a smaller space in an instant.

There were only a few adventurers I knew in the Demonic Fortress, and there happened to be a few of them, and the one who took the lead was Oscar. When I saw him, I immediately became happy.

This barbarian, who was originally as fierce as a shark, now walks as if a gust of wind could blow him over. His eye sockets and cheeks on both sides are sunken, and his explosive muscles seem to have shrunk.

For example, if he looked like a third-generation Super Saiyan when he was on the hunting battlefield a few days ago, then now, he looks like an old Kaiojin.

The same is probably true for the two followers beside him, and the adventurers following them, needless to say, must be there for the fun.

Just from the fact that Oscar offended all the nearby assassins with one sentence during the hunting activity, it can be seen that this guy usually has no moral integrity and speaks freely. If he is not careful, he will make many people unhappy. Now,

If you don't take advantage of his weakness and tease him, how can you be worthy of your ancestors?

"Go, go, there's nothing interesting to see. You, yes, don't look around. I'm talking about you, brat. If you still laugh, when I get better, I'll beat you to death in the ring."

Oscar turned around and roared at the adventurers behind him with bared teeth and claws. Unfortunately, he was now a tiger with his teeth pulled out, and the adventurers who were watching were not afraid of the three of them at all, relying on the strength of their numbers. Each of them was like sticky candy.

They stick behind them and point.

Seeing that the threat was ineffective, Oscar felt regretful. On the day of the hunting event, while practicing on the abandoned training ground, his eyes suddenly went black. It was as if all the muscles in his body had been drained and he fell down.

Fortunately, the civilians found out in time and carried the three of them back (thank me). They slept for two days and two nights before getting up. Their bones still seemed to be falling apart. It was difficult to stand still, but they couldn't bear the pain in their stomachs.

The wine bug was tossing around and then it ran out.

If he had known earlier, he would have lied down and slept. After taking good care of himself, Oscar felt regretful. He probably hadn't thought of it yet. The fundamental reason was that if he hadn't been a big mouth, he would have taken a lot of risks.

I was so angry, so how could I end up in this situation? I really don’t know how to repent.

But when I arrived at the bar, I no longer regretted taking the medicine. Thinking of this, Oscar's eyes wandered around inside, thinking that he wanted to find a place to feed the alcohol bug in his stomach as soon as possible, and then go back to restore his strength.

, we will discuss the revenge plan later.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen some kind of savior. He hurriedly walked up.

I was watching the comedy between the adventurers with great interest, when I suddenly noticed Oscar looking towards me, then showed a surprised smile, and hurriedly came up to meet him.

Is this guy holding a grudge and seeking revenge because of those two bottles of energy potions? No, he is not that stupid. With his current physical condition, he still dares to pick a fight. He can only settle the score after his physical strength recovers.

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I was secretly wondering, but I didn't expect this guy to come up to me completely out of my expectation. He patted me on the shoulder with the excitement of a life and death comrade, and then turned around to face those adventurous people with great arrogance.

By.

"Did you see it, my brother, Druid Wu Fan! If you continue to be ungrateful, you will be carried off the ring. It will not be so easy to face."

Hey hey. Who is your brother?

I was speechless as I looked at Oscar with a triumphant expression. Eight characters were clearly engraved on his face: fierce in appearance but soft in heart. A fox pretends to be a tiger but a powerful one.

But is this useful? Although in terms of strength, I can indeed drive away these adventurers, but in the minds of others, I am just an unknown adventurer who has just arrived at the Demon Fortress.

Just using this reputation to scare away these sticky candies, Oscar's idea is too good.

However, the situation was once again beyond my expectation. The more than ten adventurers looked over and landed on me. Their eyes suddenly became dull, as if they had remembered something, and the footsteps that followed them stopped in unison.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for several seconds.

"By the way, I haven't been back for several days. The girl in my family was crying and begging me yesterday to let me go back to accompany her. Seeing how pitiful she is, I am too embarrassed to refuse. You guys can play slowly.

,Have fun."

An adventurer was the first to speak, then he bowed to everyone and left with his butt in a graceful manner.

"Engels, who are you kidding? Who doesn't know that you are a strict henpecker? I'm afraid you haven't reported to your tigress for more than three hours. Now go back and kneel on the floor, haha~~"

Oscar was hiding behind me, and the roaring sound came from behind, deafening my ears. This bastard looked weak everywhere in his body, but his voice was still full of vitality.

"Ha ha--"

Amidst the roar of laughter from all the adventurers, the adventurer named Engels staggered, turned around and glared at Oscar bitterly, and then left in a hurry.

I finally know why this kid Oscar was able to get more than a dozen adventurers to follow him. Look at his big mouth, and he didn’t get beaten up with a sack over his head in a quiet alley in the middle of the night.

It can be regarded as accumulated merit in the previous life.

After the adventurer named Engels started, the remaining adventurers also found excuses to leave. Watching more than a dozen adventurers leave one after another, I was confused.

Why is our name so powerful? Will it become the best medicine to stop children from crying in a year or two?

In fact, what I don’t know is that in the past few days, when I was sleeping in all kinds of nonsense, rumors have spread one after another. In addition to the scandal between Fini and Latin being the hottest and having the most versions, it is me who is the biggest in hunting activities.

The one who is in the limelight.

One person alone can withstand monsters in an area, pull the axis of the battlefield away, kill elite monsters with one move, and then kill in a group of thousands of doom knights, break through the siege, and go straight to the base camp of the doom caster.

All these scenes were clearly seen by the mages and archers standing on high places. No matter which one, it was enough to become the headline news of the Demonic Fortress. All these together made me, a new adventurer, also

Started to become famous in the Demon Fortress.

If it weren't for the crazy scandal between Feini and Latin, I'm afraid my reputation would be even louder now. But even so, the adventurers in the entire Demon Fortress will most likely remember the name Druid Wu Fan.

in my heart.

Although most of the gossip is suspected of exaggeration, but since everyone agrees and has the same version, it is worth pondering. This is the principle of no smoke without fire.

Although these dozen adventurers still have doubts about the rumors, they don't have to do anything to tease Oscar. They are not fools, and no one wants to be the first. If they really lose in the ring, their faces will be ugly.

Lost a lot.

"Haha, these little bastards are quite sensible. When I recover my strength, I will help you relax one by one."

Oscar, who succeeded in his tactic of pretending to be powerful, laughed loudly behind me without any sense of shame.

"By the way. Oscar, do you know the whereabouts of the dwarves in the Demon Fortress?"

After the three of them sat down and ordered a glass of ale and started drinking it, I took the opportunity to ask. At this time, a child's figure passed from behind me and sat down next to me.

Aren't people under the age of eighteen not allowed to enter such a place? But this is darkness, so there doesn't seem to be such a rule.

Since I was fully focused on waiting for Oscar's answer, I didn't look at the uninvited guest next to me. Even if he tugged at my sleeve, I just shook it off impatiently.

Um... maid, give me a glass of juice for the little guest next to me. No alcohol... Oh, by the way, it's better to add some milk to it to promote bone growth. Is there a pacifier? Forget it. A straw will do the trick.

Use it.

It's really hard for Dark's children, but they don't have such a thing as a pacifier.

"You want to know the whereabouts of the dwarf?" Oscar looked at me strangely.

"Yes. I want to ask them for help with something, but I haven't seen them in the entire Demon Fortress. Isn't there a lot of dwarves living in the Demon Fortress?"

I didn't notice Linya and Feini beside me winking at me, but I continued to humbly seek advice from Oscar, a veteran who had been in the Demon Fortress for several years.

"It's not impossible to help you, ten bottles of energy potion."

Oscar waved his hand in a bold gesture, showing that it would be okay if I was there.

"It's a deal."

I replied without thinking, ten bottles of energy potion is just a trivial matter to me.

After I agreed, Oscar immediately pointed his finger next to me, as if he was afraid that I would regret it, and then laughed triumphantly.

I slowly turned around. When it was 30 degrees, I saw Fini shaking her head helplessly. When it was 60 degrees, it was Linya covering her face. When it turned to 90 degrees, she landed on the target designated by Oscar.

When I got up, my body suddenly became stiff.

The "child" sitting next to me has an adult face with a red nose, a short neck, and strong limbs, like a short man. The most eye-catching thing is his vertical waist.

between beards.

Even if I have never eaten pork, I have seen pigs walking. The dwarf in front of me is not a child. He is clearly the dwarf I have been looking for for a long time.

What is this called? It takes no effort at all to get it.

But the current situation is not very good. In front of the dwarf, there is clearly a glass of juice mixed with milk that I ordered for him, with a children's straw inserted in it. And the dwarf who has been trying to attract my attention just now,

Being ignored and despised by me, his already red face was so angry that it looked like it was illuminated by fire.

No, I've offended someone before I even opened my mouth. I had to do something. My mind was racing. I suddenly stood up, distanced myself, and looked at the dwarf in front of me with an exaggerated expression.

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"You...are you the legendary dwarf warrior?"

The dwarf, who was about to take action, was suddenly startled by my surprised attitude. He was stunned for a while before nodding.

"I'm just telling you why they look so similar. Look at the melancholy eyes, the vicissitudes of the face, especially the masculine beard. They are all in line with the symbol of the dwarf warrior. You know the old saying in our hometown: no hair on the mouth.

You are not reliable at work, but I can tell at a glance that you must be a steady and reliable man."

Obviously, the dwarf was dazzled by my sputtering words of praise. It took him a while to react, carefully considering what I just said, and finally a smile appeared on his angry face.

But it's not over yet. In everyone's shocked eyes, I suddenly swept the glass of milk juice and straw in front of the dwarf to the ground. With a bang, the thick juice spilled all over the floor.

"I just ordered this glass of juice, just to test your tolerance and see if you are really a dwarf warrior. I didn't expect that your mind is so broad. Come on, cheers to our dwarf warrior!!"

Saying that, I proudly took out the elf special fruit wine from the inventory that had been blackmailed by the old drunkard. When the aroma of the wine with a rich aroma spread, the dwarf finally smiled on his face.

Flowers.
To be continued...