"Ait"

"Father." Little Ait mustered up the courage and looked up at his father.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have gotten angry at you in the morning." Atwood, the commander of the city barracks, squatted in front of his son, helping him tidy up his leather armor and straps over and over again, trying to hide his reluctance in his heart.

"Father, I didn't practice well enough..."

"No, you did a great job! Believe me, son, no one of your peers is better than you, I'm proud of you." Atwood said with red eyes. "It's just... Dad and mom are going to do something, and they can't take care of you for the time being. Let's take you to Wudong City first and stay at your teacher's place. Practice your sword skills well, and we'll pick you up after we finish our work. Tell me, can you take good care of yourself?"

"Of course, I'm an adult! What about mom... Where is mom? Can't I say goodbye to her?" Little Ait asked with tears in his eyes. After all, he was just a child under ten years old.

"She was watching you upstairs, child, she loves you so much that she dared not come down to send you." Atwood finally kissed his son's cheek, looked at the lightened teleportation array, and pushed the child and his luggage towards the teleportation array. "Go, Ait, remember, we are proud of you..."

"Me too!"

...

Little Ait disappeared in the teleportation white light, and Atwood squatted there for a few more minutes before getting up and walking upstairs.

When he pushed open the door, his wife was changing clothes in the room and putting a priest's white robe on her body without any thread, and then tied it casually with a simple strap, even if it was finished.

The sexy body and the holy white robe form an extremely tempting picture. However, when Atwood looked at this scene, there was no lust, only uncovered hatred.

"Don't look at me like this, this is her choice." The woman said without looking back, "Your wife is my most loyal pastor. She possessed by me, and she only has joy in her heart."

She turned around, and the middle-aged woman had a divine glory that was extremely disproportionate to her body. The goddess incarnated and hung a mace on the already loose belt, and the tight clothes became even more impossible to cover her chest.

"Come with me now and see what your kids are doing... Also, don't worry about the safety of Atwood little. He has my blessing of luck and danger will stay away from him."

"...Then you'd better give yourself some luck. If you find out that you have entered the ring city, you will never use a second knife to kill you!" Atwood said hatefully.

Taimora felt uncomfortable and the attitude of the people in the Huancheng City did not take God seriously, which was really exciting to God! So much so that she, who is known for her elegance, couldn't help but reply with a threat, "I know, but your wife is with me, so it's up to you to come."

"Forever! Forever! Don't threaten me with this!" Atwood stopped, turned his head and looked at her coldly, his eyes piercing through the shell! "Otherwise I will let you understand why suicide in the ring city is so simple! Do you really think that if a lady wants to kill God... would only kill one incarnation?"

"I..." Temora was speechless after being blocked.

...

Atwood, who was far away in the future, suddenly woke up, and the corners of his eyes were a little cold.

He seemed to dream of the moment when he said goodbye to his father when he was a child...

****

The Forgotten Bar is still the name of "The Betrayer Bar".

The boss is a legendary wizard with a gloomy temperament. The two are like a wonderful combination, but unexpectedly form a safe and drinkable place around the city. Those with stories are always attracted by this name, come here silently, order a glass of bitter and unpleasant cinder wine, and then leave silently.

But over time, many people stayed and became regular visitors here.

Those who come here are nothing more than betrayal and betrayal.

If some things are done wrong, there is no place for the world, even the same is true for the Ring City, with only this exception. Just like Phil Dabas, the famous traitor of the Ring City, as a member of the Dabas race, betrayed the lady and was a regular visitor here. He would sit in the corner and drink, and no one cared about this.

When everyone has stories to tell, there is nothing to say.

"bite"

The bell at the door is ringing.

Augustine, who was wiping the wine glass behind the bar, looked up at the door, an elderly elf with translucent silver-white hair pushed the door open.

"It's not open now. Please open at 5 pm. Please be early." Augustine lowered her head and continued to wipe the wine glass, and said coldly, keeping people from thousands of miles away.

"Is I an old customer no exception?" The old elf ignored Augustine's rejection and came to the bar to sit down.

The robe of the old elf is sewn from six top velvets of different colors, and is inlaid with a dozen magic gems, which looks luxurious and dazzling; although the robe on Augustine behind the counter is also velvet, it is pure black in color and simple in style, and there are no decorations on it.

Two elves are located on both sides of the bar, and a lamp is hung between the two, forming a wonderful picture.

"What should I drink?" Augustine was the first to break the silence.

Even if Lao Ao falls into a lich when he falls into a city, he has this personality. Under his cold appearance, there is a very tolerant heart. Just like the great gods such as Atwood, Penny, and level 40 masters, Lao Ao would rather be wronged than wronged the customers when he entertains. He is particularly patient.

“Cinder wine.”

"I remember you never ordered this?"

"Because it was the last time... it might be the last time." The old elf said, and the two fell silent again.

However, when the wine was served, the old elf looked a little regretful. The elf's keen vision could clearly see the coal particles floating in the wine, and the burnt smell was always tormenting his nose. It turned out that cinder wine was not an adjective, it was cinder, wine!

"How is this wine brewed? Why are so many people who like to drink it?" The old elf couldn't help but complain.

"It's just an ordinary malt-height wine. After brewing, you walk around the pipelines of the large forging factory and it becomes cinder wine. The wine can clean the pipelines and make wine, killing two birds with one stone." Augustine also poured himself with a glass, "Why do many people like it? Because it's hard to swallow."

"Just because it's hard to swallow?"

"It's because it's hard to swallow."

It tastes the same as wine that cannot be drunk or home that cannot be returned to.

Augustine raised his glass and gestured, sipped it gently. He drank very slowly, as if he wanted to taste the burnt and bitter taste.

The old elf also picked up the wine glass, licked it for a moment, and almost vomited it out. He retching for a long time before he relaxed, pushing away the remaining half of the wine far away. "Damn it, whose foot wash water is this! I have seen many people order this for the first time, but I still can't stand this taste after so long!"

"Because you don't belong here, it's good to go back to the forest." Augustine said lightly.

"...Do you know my identity? Do you know I'm here to chase you?" the old elf asked in surprise.

"I've known it from the first day you came to the bar." Augustine said calmly, "You may not know me, an unknown man, but I cannot recognize the most talented figure in the history of the Green Leaf clan. You are my idol, Master Jing Anqiluo."

He raised his glass to pay tribute and drank it all in one go.

"In fact, in our world, you are also a well-known genius, the Black Fire Flame Neofe..." said Master Anqiluo.

"That person is dead, only Augustine is here." Lao Ao interrupted, pouring himself a glass of cinder wine. "Suddenly I was in a hurry to go back. Is something wrong in my hometown? Then wait until I finish drinking this glass of wine and start."

Augustine closed her eyes and slowly tasted the last glass of cinder wine.

I have been running for too long and I don't want to run away anymore.

"It's really that delicious?" Seeing Augustine's all kinds of tastes, the old elf Anqiro took the glass of wine and gently savored it. This time, it seemed that he had tasted some of it and did not put it down again.

The bar returns to silence.

The wine in the glass was over, and Lao Ao, who was sore in his feet, couldn't help but ask, "Why haven't you done it?"

"What to do? What to do? I'm here to drink today." The old elf showed a funny expression, "In fact, it's impossible to do it... I don't know how big the world is if I don't come to Huancheng. Only when I come to Huancheng knows how narrow our world is, and how difficult it is to create a legend!

Hundreds of years of talent gathered on one person to create a legend. Who will give us the talent that has killed you for hundreds of years?"

"But I almost destroyed a quarter of the Elf Kingdom."

"...This is magic." Can you not build nuclear bombs because of risks? Magic is the most powerful weapon that people in this world can find.

After all, tolerance comes from the inner fear.

If the two people's hometowns are isolated and not connected to any world, then the world only needs a guardian standing at the top of the world. Master Anqiluo can live for thousands of years and is not in a hurry to cultivate successors. When Master Anqiluo stands at the top of his own world, he will also suppress this and expel that person in a very smooth manner. He will never allow anyone to be the second in politics.

At this time, Augustine was carrying the original sin.

But when Master Anqiluo went out and saw that it was not the case. The gods outside were walking all over the ground, and legends were not as good as dogs! Their strength was scary! His hometown was not invaded, but because it was "no value"...

Master Anqiluo felt Alexander instantly! He felt that his family was very weak and wanted to help all the people he suppressed in the past to help him share the pressure.

Just like an earthling, who was just complacent about researching the exoskeleton mecha, occasionally found a group of big men wandering around a light year away in a star destroyer.

"That's what I'm going to say, you think about it." Master Anqiluo finally drank all the cinders in the cup and stood up.

"I have to do something recently. If I can come back, my hometown will still be protected by me. If I can't come back... I hope you can go back to my hometown to protect her on my behalf. This is the purpose of my visit to you today."

City wizard
Chapter completed!