Arad's crooked savior

The weather is gradually becoming colder and merciless. In a sense, the year is slowly coming to an end, and every farm tool is taking a rest.

The hunters have stopped working for the time being and will wait until the first snowfall before looking for animals that are not hibernating and looking for food, or digging out some animal caves they can find.

The newly planted wheat on the Miranda Plain has grown green and tender seedlings. There will be no trouble from the imperial army this year. If there is a heavy snow, there should be a good harvest next year.

After driving away the imperial army in the battle of restoration code-named "Maar", Queen Skadi loved her people like a child. Her various policies were deeply popular and her reputation was praised by the people.

Apart from anything else, at least the current Hutton Marr does not have the fierce-looking imperial armored soldiers of the past, but has been replaced by pure white-armored patrols, which is much more pleasing to the eye.

When you have nothing to do, a lively pub is a good place to go. As long as you still have wine in your glass, the proprietress will usually not chase people away, and you can chat all afternoon.

But the Moonlight Tavern has always been famous for its fine wines, so it’s hard for anyone not to drink too much, especially since I heard that the landlady’s hands are now in “heaven and on earth” and there’s no good wine she can’t find.

And a major feature of the Moonlight Tavern is that it allows "making trouble". Of course, this does not mean being drunk and smashing things randomly, but when there is a quarrel with someone, the proprietress will quickly make room and enjoy a duel to resolve the conflict.

However, if unfortunately the table, chair and wine glass are broken, the money will still have to be compensated. The smiling proprietress’s strength is unfathomable.

Although it was only in the afternoon and not the busiest evening, the Moonlight Tavern was still very popular. About 70% of the seats in the hall were occupied, and the aroma of wine wafted in the air.

The overall environment is clean and tidy, and there are many people but not noisy. The Moonlight Tavern has been open for many years, and the drinkers know the rules here.

"Madam boss, after not seeing you for a few days, you have become even more radiant and beautiful. The precious warm sunshine in winter is not as charming as you."

Ye Lin leaned against the bar skillfully and immediately offered his words of praise. There was even an intoxicated expression on his face, as if the air around him was sweet.

The customer who was closer to the bar had a strange look on his face, thinking he was another frivolous playboy who wanted to please the proprietress Sosia.

As the only elf on the surface, the elegant, mature, and charming boss lady is very coveted.

"Hey, great hero, it's really exciting for you to come to my tavern. If you let me know in advance, I can prepare a red carpet to welcome you."

Sothea rolled her eyes at him quietly, her charming eyes were full of traces, not wine, but more intoxicating and fragrant than wine.

She gently shook the cocktail shaker with her beautiful fingers, then poured the warm red liquid into the bright crystal goblet, and gently pushed it to Feng Ying who followed.

"Taste it and tell me how it tastes."

This is one of her pleasures. She can cook whatever comes to her mind without the need for guests to name her. After the preparation is made, it can be placed on the table casually. Those who are willing to drink can pay a small fee and take it away.

The taste may be sweet and fragrant, or it may be fresh and refreshing. Of course, there is also a chance that the taste may be unacceptable to the mouth. It all depends on luck.

"Hmm~ Okay." Feng Ying, who usually doesn't drink, took it and took a sip, smacking her lips gently after savoring it, and said in surprise: "It's a bit sweet."

Sothea smiled slightly and looked seriously, as if waiting for Feng Ying to continue her evaluation.

However, after drinking a glass of wine, Feng Ying blushed slightly, and it took her a while to say, "It also tastes like strawberry, so it tastes good."

"Ignore her. She drinks too much and doesn't know the secrets. She may not even be as good as rice cakes."

Ye Lin raised his eyebrows and couldn't bear to look at it. If there are only two flavors in a cocktail, it is a mistake only made by novices. The boss lady's exquisite craftsmanship often hides various surprises.

After roughly understanding what was going on, Sothea understood, and instead of making some magical cocktails, she poured some sweet wine for Feng Ying, and ended up drinking one glass after another.

He simply pushed the bottles to her, looked sideways at Ye Lin, and chuckled: "I didn't expect Feng Ying to be quite good at drinking. Can I charge it to your account?"

"Well, as much as she drinks, I'll make up for you tonight."

The fingers holding the new wine glass trembled slightly. Sosia's beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed with a dangerous cold light. She kept moving her hands and quickly prepared a drink that was difficult to drink in her memory. She pushed it to Ye Lin with an elegant and charming smile. .

"Thanks……"

With a bitter look on his face, he had to drink it, so he took a tentative sip, and suddenly he secretly complained in his heart.

The best doctor and the most elite murderer, the landlady who is good at bartending deliberately mixed the ingredients. One way, she broke the maid Ma Lin's biscuits, soaked them in water, and mixed them with some sour apricot juice.

His whole body and bones seemed to be soaked in bitter juice.

"Boss boss, you are knowledgeable and well-informed. I have been stuck in my realm for a long time and cannot make any progress. Do you have any good suggestions?"

After drinking half a bottle of wine, Feng Ying's charming face and tipsy temperament caught the attention of the tavern guests.

If Sothea is a warm and brilliant rose, this mysterious woman is the white plum that blooms in the cold weather, each with its own color and fragrance.

Feng Ying's left hand lit up with white light, and her unique inner energy surged, forming a pure white bright sword in her palm, and then it turned into crimson petals and disappeared piece by piece.

"This is your unique internal energy using the power of transfer. It is a wonderful power." Sothea nodded in admiration.

Of course, Sothea didn't know what to do. She only knew a little about swordsmanship, so it was difficult for her to give Feng Ying any useful advice. However, this did not prevent her from treating Feng Ying as a sad traveler.

"What are the characteristics of your swordsmanship, or how do you think you were able to spy on the awakened ones before?"

Swordsmanship is not fixed and rigid, just like Aganzuo, one of the famous Four Sword Saints. The overweight giant sword can be used in his hands as he pleases, but most people may find it difficult to swing it.

"Light and elegant, a moment of surprise among thousands of sword flowers..." Feng Ying summarized it herself, and Feng Ying's eyes shone with a kind of brilliance called love, "Well, I think it is very beautiful, very beautiful, It suits my style very well.”

Swordsmanship is not for appreciation. In theory, everything done by swordsmanship is to hit the enemy's blow. Beautiful swordsmanship sounds a bit like a showpiece.

But Sothea didn't think so. Since Feng Ying had taken such a path to break through the Awakeners, and also practiced everywhere with the team, it must have meaning.

She tapped the table with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish. She suddenly came up with a method that she could try, and said with a smile: "Feng Ying, since you have been struggling to break through the realm for a long time, why not change your perspective and stop studying swordsmanship? Try it and find the beauty you want?"

Next to him, Ye Lin, who had a bitter look on his face and almost lost his sense of taste, quickly raised his head in surprise, then nodded heavily and thought it was okay.

When Feng Ying was a wandering samurai, she had already learned from hundreds of schools of thought. Her swordsmanship was actually not bad. Perhaps, she should try focusing on her obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is "gorgeous swordsmanship without losing power." "!

However, how to find "beauty" is a very abstract and confusing behavior.

"Private Room No. 9, behave politely, he may be able to give you some insights." Sothea pointed in the direction of the private room, indicating that there was a mysterious person who happened to be at the Moonlight Tavern.

"Who is inside?" Feng Ying was a little curious.

"The blacksmith who spent his whole life pursuing the most beautiful equipment, Xibo."

Hippo...

He and Feng Ying looked at each other in surprise and a bit of confusion.

Because Xibo inherited his father's legacy and pursued the pursuit of building the most beautiful equipment, he was almost sixty years old. He was as famous as Master Gu Gulian of the Bantu tribe, and they were friends for many years. The latter was about thirty years older than him.

Xibo is extremely accomplished in blacksmithing and metal smelting. With his hands, ordinary ores can be used to create dazzling equipment.

He was able to carve one hundred and eight fish scale patterns on a piece of gold jewelry the size of a fingernail, which shocked the world.

The exquisite and perfect craftsmanship has resulted in a strange phenomenon, that is, the equipment created by Xibo is often not used in actual combat, but is instead collected as a work of art.

Not only adventurers are keen on this, but Queen Skadi also collects a necklace made by Hippo, a pearl necklace named after Faroe Bay.

This kind of behavior of works being collected and disused made Xipo himself a little depressed, and it also caused him to be ridiculed by the straight-talking Gugulian, who ridiculed him for only giving dowries to women.

Because Gu Gulian's style is exactly the opposite of Xibo. It is majestic and refined, and does not pursue appearance but only pursues practicality.

Of course, the sarcasm was sarcastic, but Gu Gulian still asked for jewelry from Xibo and gave it to Xiao Mintai as a gift for his birthday.