Chapter 9 Nonsense

Kewen was the first to finish his glass of spirits, and his opponent was a little slower.

After the two put down the wine glasses, they squeezed their noses and closed their eyes in unison, opened their mouths wide, and let out a long "ha" tone.

After the scorching heat in the esophagus was relieved, Kewen knocked the wine glass on the table with a 'bang' and laughed loudly: "Enough!"

"Oh--"

The sound of cheering and booing sounded again, and many people scolded the man opposite Kewen. The scolding made them embarrassed, and they even let Kewen finish drinking first.

The man was obviously not reconciled. He laughed and shoved with the people around him, repeatedly saying that he was just giving Kewen a cup first.

While the waiter was pouring the wine, Kewen put his staff in his pocket, and then smiled at the surprised crowd, "As you can see, hiccup—"

After burping, Kewen continued: "I'm a 'wild mage' wandering around."

The commoners lowered their voices, and a red-haired female diner who was at the same table with Kewen asked indifferently: "Then, Mr. Mage, are you coming to our 'Storm Wind Kingdom' to apply for the court mage team?"

"Haha, of course not!"

Kewen mentioned the refilled glass of 'dwarf spirits', and looked at the five people at the same table, looking like who brought this glass.

The red-haired woman was very forthright when she talked to her, and she directly raised her glass to meet Kewen.

Gudonggudong, the two drank the entire glass of spirits, and this time Kewen was the one who drank first.

Kewen looked at the red-haired woman whose left eyelid was covered by a vertical scar, but did not affect her appearance, and then laughed: "I'm an alcoholic, what other mage organization can look at? So I Having said that, I'm just a 'wild mage' wandering around."

"it is good!"

A brawny man sitting on the right side of Kewen applauded, raised his glass and stretched it out in front of Kewen: "We are not the high-ranking Mr. Wild Mage!"

Cowen gritted his teeth, and after the waitress filled his glass, he raised the glass and collided with the strong man: "Okay! My name is Cowen Quinn! You can call me Lady Queen, hahaha-"

The people around were stunned at the same time, and then at the same time, "haha" burst into laughter.

I don't know who started, everyone raised their wine glasses high above their heads, and cheered loudly: "To the Queen—"

At this time,

The red-haired woman held out the glass to Kewen again and said boldly, "Nataanali Baghdadi, I respect you, the queen who doesn't join forces with other mages!"

Kewen and the other party clink glasses, but do not continue to drink immediately.

He pointed to his esophagus, motioned to the other party to let him slow down, and then pointed to the leather equipment on Natanari's body and asked, "Are you serving the Kingdom of Stormwind?"

"We are adventurers." Natanali shook her head slightly and replied with a smile.

At this time, the man who first invited Kewen to drink took over the topic: "We venture around in the entire kingdom, looking for treasures and minerals, hello Queen, I'm Galken Garland."

The strong men on Kewen's right said one after another, "We also take on some mercenary work from time to time."

"That's right." The other two people at the same table echoed in: "We also do some kingdom bounties."

"it is good!"

Although Kewen was even more drunk, he still maintained that level of sobriety. He knew that this was not the time to investigate intelligence using clichés, so after drinking, he raised the glass again and said with a smile, "Have a drink together!"

The applause sounded, and the five people at the same table, as well as many diners around them, raised their wine glasses and toasted Kewen.

At this time, many figures rushed into the tavern from the door one after another, apparently the townspeople who were called to take advantage.

Kewen ignored those and continued to drink with the people around him.

After two rounds, the hotel owner and the waiters brought new meals, and Kewen greeted the five mercenaries to eat, which also gave everyone more time to communicate.

"Queen." Natanali asked curiously while cutting the barbecue in front of her, "Where have you been wandering?"

This question aroused the attention of the people around, and they all listened intently.

Kewen took a bite of the 'hand's flesh', chewing and mouth full of nonsense: "After I left the teacher, I ran into a wall to find a job, so I simply started wandering around, on the eastern continent, I went to the goblin's 'booty bay to the south' ', to the north to the realm of the high elves."

"High Elf?" Natanali was surprised: "Have you been to the High Elf Kingdom?"

Kewen shrugged and said in a disdainful tone, "Those long ears are so exclusive, I was expelled before I even entered their magical barrier."

"Hahaha--"

There was a good-natured laughter all around.

"After that, I went to the Western Continent - Kalimdor."

Kewen continued nonsense: "There are not as many twists and turns as us humans over there. There are some uncivilized primitive races there."

"Tell me in detail?" The strong man on the right handed over the wine glass, and his curiosity was very serious.

Kewen clinked glasses with the other party, took another bite after drinking, and then said, "Okay, then I'll tell you about it."

With a big tongue, Kewen began to talk about the situation on the 'Kalimdor Continent'.

He talked about the centaur tribe over there, described the ongoing war between the two 'centaur tribes', and also said that the two tribes had united with each other to suppress the tauren race.

After that, he talked about the wild boar race over there, and gossip about the legendary 'princess' of the wild boar race.

Of course, Kewen is stealing the concept, because the princess in 'Maradon' is not of the boar race. Kewen just found an example for bragging, to make his description more enjoyable.

According to his description, the pig princess was almost as tall as a hill, with big arms and round waist, and she became a meat ball with a pig head on it.

This description caused everyone to laugh again, and everyone raised their glasses at the same time again to toast him.

Next, Kewen talked about the race of the 'harpies'.

As if speaking of a cool point, Kewen wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and after slapping the table to attract enough attention, he said with a wicked smile: "You don't know! The 'harpies' over there are all female. They have a racial habit!"

Having said that, Kewen suddenly stopped, but the expression on his face became even more salty.

"Come on!" The strong man on the right seemed to have a cat scratching his heart, and quickly filled Kewen's glass.

Kewen took a sip of 'dwarf spirit', and then continued with a satisfied expression: "The harpies are all female. Guess how they breed?"

"How to breed?"

"Harpies are supposed to be birds, right? Lay eggs?"

"My Lady Queen, hurry up and say it!"

...

The speculation and urging sounded, Kewen felt that the time was almost up, and then he opened the mystery with a smile: "Hehe... You can never imagine that if the harpies want to breed offspring, they will grab it!"

"Grab!?" Natanali was very curious: "How to grab?"

"Hehehehe..." Kewen glanced at Natanali's bulging chest, and then said to the men with a smirk, "Of course it's robbing men, as long as it's a male, they will rob any male of any race. After grabbing it, hehehehe..."

Everyone was stunned, and quickly responded.

"Hey Hey……"

"hey-hey……"

For a time, all around were giggling sounds of infinite reverie.

"Shoot!" Natanali rolled her eyes and stretched out the glass to Kewen: "No wonder you are not recognized by other mages, I have never heard of a nasty mages like you! Drink! Then say something else! "

In the crowd of onlookers, some female townspeople also joined in, scolding the surrounding men in a coquettish voice, and also urged Kewen to reveal the topic.

Cowen winked at the men, then raised his glass.

After another round of drinking together, Kewen continued to speak with a big tongue: "Finally, it is the northernmost 'Night Elf' race of 'Kalimdor'!"

"Night elves?" Someone was very puzzled: "Is it the same as high elves? Why is it called dark night?"

"I do not know then."

Kewen knew when to act ignorant. He shook his head, but because of the movement of his head, his body lost his balance and almost fell over.

It was Natalia who helped out.

Kewen didn't thank him either, and continued: "Long ears, no matter what kind of long ears they are, they are all the same. I didn't know much about them. I only know that they value plants very much. If you dare to destroy them. The trees will definitely be hunted down by those gray-skinned and blue-skinned elves!"

"Chase?" Galken Garland, who was opposite Kewen, was very surprised: "Is it that serious?"

Kewen slapped his chest: "I was chased for hundreds of miles by a gray-skinned long ear because I was cutting down trees to set up a tent!"

"Wow--"

An exclamation sounded.

"Then how did you escape?" Natanali grasped the point: "The book says that elves are very powerful."

"Apologize." Kewen laughed without shame: "Elves, they are all so arrogant, I admit defeat, they can't bully the weak, right?"

"Hahaha...the weak mage queen hahaha..."

Galken Garland slapped the table and burst into laughter, then raised his glass again to toast Cowen.

And Kewen's down-to-earth self-deprecation also made everyone around him get closer to him, and no one treated him as a stranger anymore.

In this way, the atmosphere of the banquet and carnival continued hotly in the gags that Kewen had been 'big tongue'.

The whole banquet lasted until the second half of the night, and when the ingredients in the hotel ran out, the townspeople dispersed.

As for Kewen, he had already been forced down.

He didn't take out the real amount of alcohol, and after feeling almost the same, he pretended to be completely drunk, allowing the mercenaries and the townspeople to win the wine fight.

Of course, Cowen still retains his share of sobriety, knowing that he was moved upstairs by Natanali and a waiter.

He knew that no one took the opportunity to touch his pockets, and it seemed that the people of 'Golden Town' were quite pure.

After feeling that Natanali and the waiter closed the door and left, he fell asleep with a hint of vigilance...