Green Monster Epic

Chapter 162: The Drunken Old Man's Intent Was Not Really in the Wine

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After a hearty chat, from noon until the sun set in the west, Allen was made dizzy by the malt wine, which didn't have a high alcohol content, and even his walking became bumpy.

“I admire you, Chieftain Allen, for having such courage to fight a dragon vein warlock to the death in exchange for the peace of your tribe!!”

Jack exclaimed sincerely, not everyone can risk their lives for the entire tribe, especially the selfish goblins, which is even rarer. Chieftain Allen, this bear goblin, was able to do this, and the effort he put in was definitely much more than he described lightly. For this alone, Jack felt that Chieftain Allen was really qualified.

“For this, let’s have another one!!”

“No, no, I can’t drink anymore.”

Allen shook his head repeatedly. Although he was more than twice the size of Jack, when it comes to drinking, I'm afraid ten Allens wouldn't be a match for Jack. Feeling unwell, Allen used his strong self-control to refuse Jack's toast.

“Let’s just drink here today. The days ahead are long, and there will naturally be no shortage of drinking parties. I'm going back to rest first.”

Allen swayed as he got up from the stool, trying to keep himself balanced, and then staggered towards his room, leaving Jack alone holding his glass in embarrassment.

“Okay, you go back and sleep for a while, I'll go back later.”

Speaking to Allen's back, Jack looked at the half-remaining malt wine in his hand, feeling it was a pity to waste it, so he shouted.

“Okay.”

Allen didn't look back, just waved his hand lightly.

Looking at Allen shaking his head and leaning against the wall as he moved forward slowly, a meaningful look appeared in Jack's eyes, then he picked up his glass again, took a big sip, and the foam remained on his lips.

After nightfall, Jack pushed open the room he shared with Allen, but did not light the oil lamp in the room. He tiptoed to Allen's side and whispered in Allen's ear: “Chieftain Allen, Chieftain Allen?”

At the same time, Jack also pushed Allen with his hand to see his reaction. In the end, all he got was Allen's faint snoring, and the smell of alcohol emanating from the snoring, filling the closed room.

After a series of tests, Allen, this bear goblin, did not respond at all. Jack finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then gently rummaged through the room, especially the package Allen brought, which was the focus of Jack's search.

“Where is it? Where is it??”

The dim vision was like daylight to the goblins, but Jack, who had almost searched the entire room, still couldn't find his target. Feeling a little anxious, Jack muttered to himself, while not forgetting to look back at the bear goblin Allen who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Suddenly, Jack's pupils contracted, and he became nervous. His hands had quietly retracted to his lower back, where he had two daggers for self-defense. At some point, the bear goblin who had been sleeping like a pig sat up, looking at himself with a faint mocking smile on his face, just like an audience watching a one-man show.

“Chief, Chieftain Allen, you're awake?”

Jack put on an unnatural smile and greeted the bear goblin who was watching him haltingly.

“What are you looking for? Are you looking for this??”

Allen's expression was calm, and suddenly two glass bottles appeared in his hand, and then he raised them and shook them in the air. The bright red liquid inside occasionally flashed a few golden rays, and then sank down. The clanging sound of glass colliding was particularly harsh in this quiet house.

“Ah haha, Chieftain Allen, what are you talking about? I just lost a small item at noon. I thought it fell in our room, so I just wanted to rummage through it. Look at you, I was originally afraid that the noise would be too loud and disturb you from sleeping. I didn't even light the lamp, but you misunderstood.”

Jack rolled his eyes, his expression also recovered, he patted the dust on his body, got up and waved his hand: “I won’t look for it, it’s not a big deal.”

“You go to sleep first, I happen to have an appointment to pick up goods, I'll go out for a while.”

After saying this, Jack was about to slip away, but how could Allen let him go? He blocked the door one step ahead of him and said to Jack meaningfully.

“Let’s talk again, lest we misunderstand each other!!”

In fact, Allen felt something was wrong when the goblin Jack suddenly appeared behind Allen's team in the morning when they met by chance. The sudden attack the day before had kept Allen's spirits tense. Therefore, even when he saw the tall walls of Thornburg, he didn't relax much. The goblin Jack came from behind Allen's team. Allen, who thought he had some eyesight, didn't notice how Jack had caught up, as if he had suddenly appeared more than a hundred meters behind them.

Later, Allen used a gold coin as tuition and when he took it back, the disappointment and regret that suddenly appeared and disappeared in the other party's eyes, Jack thought he had concealed it very well, but he didn't know that Allen had already seen it; they weren't very close to begin with, but Jack insisted on finding a reason to save room fees and squeeze into a room with him; he insisted on dragging himself to the hall to drink, although he said he was chatting about his experiences when he left, Allen felt that the other party was deliberately trying to get him drunk…

Such signs made Allen feel abnormal. Driven by a strong sense of vigilance, Allen didn't dare to fall asleep even though his head was dizzy. Instead, he waited for Jack to come back to see what he would do next. Then he could prepare for it.

Sure enough, Jack, this guy, dawdled until it was dark before returning. The first thing he did when he came back was to test himself to see if he was dead asleep. Then what else could Allen say? He immediately pretended to be asleep to see what this ill-intentioned guy's real goal was, and then he could prepare to deal with it.

“……”

Jack looked at Allen pitifully, not daring to speak, after all, he was the one in the wrong first.

“We can be considered friends anyway, I won’t beat around the bush with you, the goal of your approaching me this time should be for it!”

From the sudden attack, the attacker shouted that he wanted his head, Allen was thinking about who was behind the attack. After searching Allen's social circle, the only person who really wanted his life was the Bone Crusher thousands of miles away. After finding the source, everything would naturally be explained.

From the time when the Bone Crusher tried every means to exchange dragon blood with him, Allen knew that the other party could not give up so easily. In this way, in addition to his life, the other party now had one more goal.

Seeing Jack's shrinking pupils, Allen knew that his guess was correct.

“Tell me, what task did the Bone Crusher post in your town, how much reward did he give, that so many people would be interested in our team.”