"Hey, it turns out that the last one is the Storm Leader!"
"Is it just the Storm Territory that produces wine?"
"That's right, it's the Storm Leader! Haha, did I just say it right? I just said there's no need to compete with this last one. It's a waste of time!"
"Indeed, although the wine of the Storm Territory is delicious and in line with our human tastes, those on the stage today tasting the strong wine are dwarf soldiers!"
“I estimate that this wine can get more than 40 recognitions and that’s about it.”
"It's useless to have more than forty people. Today there were three that passed unanimously..."
When the dwarf announced that the last person to participate in the competition was the Storm Leader, the crowd immediately started to comment.
Although everyone's comments are still negative, it also shows from the side that the wine has really gained a lot of popularity in just a few days.
"Pfft, kid, how do you feel now? I don't know if it's God's punishment for some country bumpkins who don't know themselves. He was put at the end of the competition!"
At this moment, Prince Corey could no longer sit still.
With the help of the buzzing discussion below, he felt that now was a good time to continue mocking Narant.
After all, the three previous unanimous votes were most suitable for attacking wine.
"Idiot!" However, what made Corey a little angry was that even in the face of the negative comments from tens of thousands of onlookers and his current ridicule, Narant could not see the slightest anger on his face, and still gave him a calm expression.
A stupid sentence in response.
"Boy, do you think you can save face by holding on? I have told you, a country bumpkin, not to daydream to participate in the competition!" Of course, Corey thought about it and thought that Narant was doing this.
Hold on.
Faced with such a scene, Corey would have hurriedly evacuated now to avoid being embarrassed when the dwarves gave their answers later.
"Look, everyone, the lord of the Storm Territory is this boy. I don't know where this country bumpkin came from, but he actually has the courage to go against our Bach Empire!"
The more Nalant remained silent, the more Corey thought he had a guilty conscience.
In fact, without him shouting, the noble representatives around him had already noticed this place.
With his reminder, everyone knew that the wine belonged to Rante.
When Corey saw this, he became proud and cast a provocative look at Nalant again.
Nalant, on the other hand, didn't care about the gazes of him and everyone, but looked at him with pity, because before long, Corey would probably want to find a hole to crawl in.
While Corey was working hard on the high platform to "perform", Nalant's team, led by Mario, quickly arrived at the field.
Like other teams, after the carriage stopped, Nalant's subordinates immediately filled fifty bowls of wine and delivered them to the tables of the dwarf soldiers.
"Dwarf warriors, this is the Eye of the Storm specially made by our Storm Territory for the dwarves! The raw liquid for brewing it comes from the rain and dew on the stormy day."
"After collecting these storm dew, we add dozens of raw materials, and it takes two months for the brewing to be successful."
"Now, all dwarf warriors, please enjoy it slowly!"
After saying that, Mario made an inviting gesture to the dwarves and then retreated.
However, although Mario retreated, everyone in the crowd and on the high platform was stunned.
"Eye of the storm? Isn't it wine?"
"Yes, doesn't the Storm Leader use wine to participate?"
This question popped up in everyone's mind. In their opinion, wine is definitely a fine wine.
However, the Storm Territory did not test this wine, but instead used the Eye of the Storm, which they had never heard of before. Does this mean that the Eye of the Storm is better than wine?
Moreover, when Mario was narrating, he also said that the water for brewing was collected during storms, which suddenly made everyone interested in the so-called eye of the storm.
"Boy, are you plotting against me?"
Corey, who was jumping up and down on the high platform before, was also stunned at this moment, and his face turned livid.
He just made fun of Baofeng Ling for participating in the competition with wine.
But now the Storm Territory uses other wine.
Now, no matter what the final result of this wine is, Corey's face has been severely damaged.
"Am I plotting against you? Second Prince Cory, I seem to have said the word 'idiot' to you the whole time, right? The rest was all your own words."
"However, those two words I said really match you."
Nalant spread his hands and spoke innocently.
When the representatives from the surrounding countries saw this scene, they couldn't help it.
Many people covered their mouths, lowered their heads, and laughed so hard that their whole bodies trembled.
If it weren't for the overwhelming power of Bach's empire, deafening laughter would have been heard from this high platform.
"You..." Cory naturally saw the reactions of the people around him. At this moment, he was so angry that he pointed at Nalant and kept shaking.
However, thinking that there were quite a few dwarves standing around, and that other nobles would probably laugh at him if he said harsh words in anger, Corey finally endured it.
He took a deep breath before saying: "Boy, even if you change the wine, you can't make any other good wine with your country territory."
"I remember what happened today! Just wait for me!"
After saying that, Corey, who had been a clown for a long time, finally sat in his seat honestly.
As his performance ended, everyone's eyes returned to the venue.
Because, at this moment, there seems to be something unusual happening in the scene.
"Well, it smells good, it smells good!" As an alcoholic among alcoholics, the dwarf soldier has experienced countless drinks.
When the Eye of the Storm was brought in front of me, I immediately smelled the strong aroma of wine.
They were experienced and experienced and immediately deduced that the alcohol content of this wine was probably not low, at least not lower than Fire Wine or Fire Wine.
As a result, the dwarves no longer hesitated and immediately picked up the wine bowls and put them to their mouths.
Gudong!
"Well……"
And when these dwarves poured a gulp of wine into their mouths, and were about to swallow it as before, and then take the second sip, they were shocked all over, and then their whole bodies stopped there as if they were petrified.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! And this situation is not just a single dwarf, but all the dwarves who picked up the wine bowl have had such reactions one after another.
Just as the dwarf soldiers were better, all fifty dwarf soldiers stopped somewhere.
"How is this going?"
"I don't know. Is the wine from the Storm Territory poisonous?"
"No way, whoever dares to poison this wine can still get out of the Forge Castle?"
"Then what happened to them?"
Seeing the unusual reaction of the dwarf soldiers on the field, the crowd who had not taken it seriously before and just wanted the last competition to end quickly started to make a noise.
Everyone was whispering to each other trying to figure out what was going on.
In fact, not only the onlookers, but also the representatives participating in this competition and the dwarf executives looked at each other in confusion.
The King of the Hill also frowned and stood up suddenly, ready to find out what was going on.
However, before the King of the Hill could take a step forward, the dwarf soldiers below suddenly reacted.
"So... so strong!"
"It's really strong!"
The dwarf soldiers stared at the wine bowl in their hands with wide eyes, and murmured in their mouths, as if there was a peerless treasure in the bowl, and their eyes shone with light.
When the muttering ended, the dwarf soldiers immediately took the wine bowl to their mouths again and started drinking.
Haha!
Haha!
As the uniform gurgling sound ended, the dwarves breathed a sigh of relief.
"Good wine! This is the real spirit!"
"Yes! I didn't expect there to be such strong liquor!"
"It feels so comfortable to drink. This is what I imagined a strong drink to be like!"
When the breath was completed, the dwarf soldiers commented on each other and expressed their approval of Eye of the Storm!
Then, the dwarves began to raise their hands one after another.
Ten, twenty, thirty... forty-nine, fifty!
Wow!
"What, this... this strong drink from the Storm Territory also received unanimous votes!"
"Oh my God, where did this Storm Leader come from? It can be unanimously approved like the Bach Empire and the Blue Shield Empire!"
"Is this Storm Leader also a great noble from a certain empire?"
"Probably not. If it is a big noble from a certain empire, he will definitely come to participate in the competition in the name of the empire. And have you heard of any big noble's territory called Storm Territory before?"
As fifty dwarf soldiers raised their hands, the scene immediately became uncontrollable.
"Tell me, is there anything weird in the wine? Those dwarves were stunned for a moment just now!"
"Probably not!"
"Who knows? What if that's the case?"
However, some people are surprised, some are envious, and naturally some are jealous.
Soon there were some individuals in the crowd who watched and raised questions.
The main reason is that the reputation of the Storm Territory is too small, not even as good as the name of a small principality.
And he was unanimously approved all of a sudden, which even the Nok Empire could not compare to.
In this way, how can we make them accept it calmly?
"It's impossible, there must be something wrong here!" Not only was there discussion among the crowd, but there was also discussion among the representatives on the high platform.
The most unbelievable among them is of course Corey, the second prince of Bach.
Narant had already been slapped in the face once before, and now he was slapped in the face for the second time. Isn't he, the prince of the Bach Empire, so shameless?
Casually, relying on the buzz around him, he immediately began to question.
"King of the Hill, I think there must be something wrong with this. The reaction of the dwarf soldiers was different at first!"
"Shameless! Nalant, is that guy worthy of being the prince of an empire? He is so shameless!"
Corey's words were loud and spread throughout the entire high platform. Naturally, Narant and Natasha also heard them.
Nalant was not in a hurry, because he knew that Eye of the Storm actually won with intensity.
But Natasha couldn't stand Corey's repeated slanders, and immediately cursed loudly.
"Natasha, don't worry, I read in a book that his current behavior is called a dog jumping over the wall in a hurry, and he bites people randomly when he has no other choice!"
"We won unanimous approval based on our ability, and we don't have to worry about their doubts at all."
After the results come out, it can be said that Nalant is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, so he only needs to watch the good show.
As for the King of the Hill, if it's just the doubts of the crowd below, it's nothing.
Now other representatives participating in the competition on the high platform also began to question, and even the second prince Corey directly questioned him, so he had to do something.
After all, although the dwarves have mastered the crucial link of forging weapons.
But you can't really respect yourself if you offend all the principalities.
When these principalities attack, the dwarves will hardly be spared. In the end, the King of the Hill said a few unknown words to Master Moore, and then sent a subordinate towards the fifty dwarf soldiers.
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"Narant, the King of the Hill asked me to convey his words. He said that he believed in your character, but to avoid arousing hostility from other principalities, he had to ask the dwarf soldiers below to clarify."
"Master Moore, don't worry, I understand what the King of the Hill means, and I will never have any dissatisfaction!" Nalant was very satisfied.
Even if the King of the Hill doesn't send Master Moore to find him, he won't say anything.
And now he took the initiative to send Master Moore to convey the message, which was considered as giving him enough face.
As for the other dwarf who was sent out, he had already arrived beside the fifty dwarf soldiers.
The dwarf summoned a group of dwarf soldiers and then held a brief consultation.
After asking, he said a few words to the dwarf soldiers, and then quickly returned towards the King of the Hill.
After he left, the dwarf soldiers did not sit down again, but loudly said: "Everyone, I, Kakad, am the captain of the dwarf army!"
"This is the fifth time I have participated in the brewing competition. I heard your doubts just now!"
"Here, I want to prove the Eye of the Storm wine!"
"I swear in the name of the mountain god that Eye of the Storm is indeed a rare and good wine!"
"And the evaluation made by our fifty dwarf soldiers is absolutely true and valid!"
"The reason why our fifty dwarf soldiers paused when they drank the first sip of Eye of the Storm is because the impact of this strong drink on us was too great!"
"It's like being allowed to drink hard liquor for the first time as adults."
"At that time, the mouth was filled with unprecedented heat, which made our heads dizzy."
"But after this dizziness, we were greeted by the extremely pleasant stimulating feeling of strong alcohol."
"This feeling is what we dwarves enjoy the most."
"So, you should know why we were all stunned just now! Because, the intensity of this Eye of the Storm can rival all the spirits today!"
"Including the fire wine, the fire wine and the ape fruit wine!"
"Moreover, I can tell you clearly that the gap is not just a little bit different from the previous one, it is at least twice the gap!"
"So, based on its intensity alone, this Eye of the Storm is enough to win the unanimous approval of fifty of us dwarves."
"Of course, this Eye of the Storm is not without its shortcomings. The only shortcoming is that the taste is not as sweet as the other three!"
"If it can be sweeter, then I think it can become the number one spirit today."