Chapter 110

Late at night.

In the mayor's residence.

The banquet room is bustling.

The long table several meters long is now filled with all kinds of delicious food, all kinds of wine and delicacies.

The bloated mayor of Changhu town and SOLIN oak shield sat at the two ends of the table.

The other members of the expedition sat on both sides of the long table.

The despicable clerk, Alfred, could only stand at the table.

"Notice down, you can serve."

The bloated mayor looked aside and the clerk waved at will.

"Yes, my Lord."

Alfred had to bow and nod, then hunched back and shrunk his neck and walked out.

Not long ago, SOLIN oak shield successfully used the treasure at the foot of the isolated mountain as bait in a wonderful performance in front of the square, which attracted the support of many Changhu town residents and the mayor.

The bloated mayor of Changhu town is also tempted by the identity of the king at the foot of SOLIN oak shield mountain and the promised treasure.

Very warmly invited the frustrated expedition to enjoy a big meal.

It is not only a big meal, but also a set of suitable weapons and armor for each member of the expedition.

Inside are exquisite and thick fluffy warm clothes, and outside are bright steel armor made of steel.

Morgan sat at the long table and looked at himself. He was surrounded by a group of dwarfs with beautiful armor suits with both appearance and warmth, and looked at the cross long sword, long bow and arrow bag full of arrows.

I can't help sighing in my heart: "in such a world, birth and blood are too important."

All the members of the fallen expedition, who were prisoners not long ago, were sitting in the luxurious banquet hall of the mansion of the head of a town.

Wearing exquisite and beautiful fluffy armor, he is faced with all kinds of delicious dishes that are constantly served on the table like running water.

This is all because SOLIN oak shield is the king of the mountain.

Even bud, who is particularly frustrated today, has the extraordinary identity of the descendants of the king of the valley state.

Although it will be involved in the identity responsibility to a certain extent.

But similarly, because of that level of identity, their offspring can succeed more easily.

Of course, Morgan can't envy his own identity from birth.

He grew up in an orphanage in his previous life and didn't even have a horse.

Speaking of whether it is a previous life or this life, the second generation of this creature is indeed far higher than the starting point of ordinary people and easier to succeed.

But Morgan is not jealous because he has a system plug-in.

"Sir, the dishes have been served."

At this time, the obscene and despicable clerk EVERD in a dark suit came into the banquet room again and stood next to the bloated mayor.

But at this time, the bloated mayor was busy dealing with the male goat eggs fried in the dinner plate in front of him. Without looking at the clerk next to him, he waved impatiently like catching flies.

Alfred looked ugly, had to nod respectfully, and then walked quickly outside the banquet room.

Watching Alfred's hunchback shrink his neck and leave the figure with an ugly face.

Morgan smiled.

Not long ago, in the former square, when the goods saw that they were caught with the dwarves, they stared at what they were saying in the ears of the bloated mayor.

Morgan could not hear, but he could clearly see from the other party's eyes that it was by no means a good word.

Morgan had planned.

If that guy Alfred wants to settle his account this morning in advance, he wants to trouble himself in public.

Morgan must not give each other a chance.

Or they will kill Alfred first, and then escape to the lonely mountain by themselves.

Anyway, during the day, the expeditionary team had looked after the ship.

Then either directly beat the other party, and then hijack the other party and go to the lonely mountain with yourself.

Alfred must die anyway!

Before the despicable Alfred got into trouble with himself.

Grumpy godwalin couldn't bear to jump out, and then there was the large-scale crash scene of SOLIN oak shield.

Morgan didn't have a chance to implement the plan he had planned in advance.

But it's better. I don't have to risk crossing the lake to go to the lonely mountain at night.

You can also enjoy heroic meals and treatment in the warm mayor's residence.

"Morgan, come on, cheers!"

At this time, gloyin, the dwarf sitting directly opposite, holding a fine glass of wine, had met her eyes.

Morgan regained consciousness, raised his exquisite glass half full of wine and groin, slammed and drank it in one gulp.

"Morgan, let's have a drink."

At this time, Philip, the dwarf diagonally opposite the long table, also raised his glass and came up to Morgan and said loudly.

"Cheers..."

"Morgan, I'll have a drink with you, too."

Qili next to Philip also raised his glass to Morgan.

After three glasses of wine in a row, although Morgan's current physical quality, this wine is not a problem for him at all.

But he hasn't eaten a mouthful of food yet, and these dwarves have problems toasting so many times.

There is no saying of getting through customs in this world.

However, facing the student's Qili wine, Morgan poured the glass half full and drank it up.

Then, the dwarf bofo sitting next to him stood up and said, "there's me."

Looking at the dwarf's posture, Morgan resolutely quit.

At the sight of Morgan, a group of dwarves around him immediately cheered.

"Haha, Morgan quit..."

"I won, give me the money..."

"I said Morgan would quit the fourth cup. Don't you believe it, ha ha..."

"If it weren't for the third cup and Qili raised his glass, Morgan would have quit just now..."

"I saw Morgan suspect..."

"Don't talk nonsense, admit defeat and give money..."

"Ha ha..."

Listen to the happiness and excitement of these short white gourds.

Morgan didn't know that he had been opened by these guys again.

But it's nothing.

He also often plays black with dwarves.

But I think from hobitun in early autumn to Changhu town at the foot of Gushan Mountain.

A few months seemed like a blink of an eye.

Seeing that the journey was about to reach the end, the expedition team was not far from disbanding.

Morgan felt some emotion, so he filled his glass again and looked at the dwarfs in front of him.

"Come, wish our friendship last forever!"

"Friendship lasts forever. That's great..."

"Fill up, fill up..."

"Morgan, I know a female dwarf with a beautiful beard. When the expedition is over, I'll go back to blue mountain to introduce you..."

"Ha ha, groin, you're drunk..."

"Morgan already has a fairy..."

"Fairy?"

"What's good about the Female Elf? She has no meat on her body and no beard on her face..."

"How can we dwarves..."

"Damn it, you don't believe it when you drink too much. Morgan is human, you fool..."

"What's the matter with humans? If humans can get together with elves, can't they get us..."

"Racial discrimination is heresy..."

"Groin, shut up!"

"Damn it, shut up!"

"Ha ha, thank you for your kindness, groin..."

"But we humans are very devoted..."

"Come, drink, wish our friendship last..."

"Cheers..."

"Hahaha..."