The Great Conqueror

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Several members of the Adventurer's Guild exchanged eye contact, but in the end they all looked helpless.

The corner of Maher's mouth was smug, even if he took refuge late, he was a nobleman and a person of status, far beyond the reach of a small adventure guild leader.

Not only these veteran nobles were winking, but also some small aristocratic families laughed strangely.

The city of Jerusalem has always been ranked second-rate. Stephen Shehir, the owner of the Shehir family who mainly deals in leather goods and clothing, passed by Lanu with a glass of wine. He didn't know if he tripped over his foot or what. The glass of bright red fruit wine in his hand suddenly spilled on the table, and the splash of wine splashed on the chests of Lanu and Miro.

"you!!"

Milo's youthful vigor was about to flare up again, but feeling the big hand on his shoulders clasped tightly, Milo knew that Ranu, who was the president of the branch, was more angry than himself at this moment. But what can I do! In these families, the people in these professional guilds seem like a weakling. Without the entrustment of these families and the joining of professionals, the adventure guild would not be able to survive at all.

This is what they think, and they look down on them completely!

"Hey, I'm sorry." Stephen raised his empty glass with a fake smile: "I missed it." But the expression on his face clearly read: Even if I did it on purpose, so what can you do?

It is also a headache for a second-rate family to get ahead in such an inner circle, but Stephen is flexible enough to see that everyone present does not like the adventure guild Lanu.

And Stephen weighed it, with Arthur's current status as a priest, it is completely impossible for a small branch of the Adventurer's Guild to stand out. Priest Arthur made friends with all big families, as well as the red-clothed high priest and shaman forces, a small branch leader, and the most unpopular adventurer, and if he wanted to dominate the Jerusalem, he had to unite with traditional forces.

The atmosphere of the circle centered on Lanu has undergone subtle changes. The people around were smiling and watching with cold eyes, watching the Adventurer's Guild such as Ranu and Miro standing in a state of embarrassment like a drowning chicken, as if they were laughing at their overreaching.

Lanu just smiled lightly, and didn't particularly mind. At this point, he had seen too much, and he was able to hide his mentality very well.

Take risks, challenge yourself, eat with your own hands and with your own efforts. He can stand up and tell everyone that adventurers are a proud profession. The adventure missions and exciting processes he has experienced are ten times, one hundred times more difficult than those of these aristocratic families and the underground world where these nobles bought maps to complete the trial missions!

Lanu's heart is very full, and he will not explode to this extent.

Ten years earlier, Lanu might still argue, and might jump up like Milo, but now...

His blood was still hot, he knew that the hot blood was lurking in his heart. When meeting the right person and time, it will burn, just like the last time Priest Arthur and the others went to the monster hunting ground. However, these years of experience and training have already taught Lanu... people have to accept their fate.

If you are in the system, you have to submit.

This is an internal unspoken rule, you have to accept everything about it if you choose the career of an adventurer! All the excitement, the bloody glory, and the unwelcome, excluded and despised.

All glory and humiliation belong to you, adventurer!

Lanu's calmness made Stephen a little upset, but it's not too much.

As for Arthur, who is now surrounded by those fawning nobles, he has no energy to take care of himself. The corner of Lanu's mouth turned bitter, just as he was about to bow his head to these invisible unspoken rules again like these years, suddenly, the noisy scene quieted down.

Everyone looked in one direction in surprise, Arthur! The absolute protagonist in today's venue actually walked over with a glass of wine and a smile.

However, those who are familiar with him can see that Arthur's current mood...his smile is a bit cold!

"I'll come over and give this... Patriarch a drink." Classmate Zou pushed aside the crowd and strode over. There was a pungent smile on the corner of his mouth.

Without waiting for others to figure out the meaning of his smile, Zou Liang raised his hand high, raised a glass of wine to the top of Stephen's head, and poured it down slowly.

The cold wine was like a bucket of ice and snow, which woke up the complacent Stephen!

After being dazed for a few seconds, the Patriarch realized what had happened. Just as he was about to yell, he was stared at by Zou Liang's icy cold eyes. It was a feeling of a natural enemy staring at its prey, which made Steele's hands and feet feel cold and unable to move.

"This glass of wine is very expensive. If you don't finish the wine I'm toasting you, it will be too shameful for me!"

Zou Liang had a cold murderous look on his body, and his indifferent eyes swept around. Those who were expecting to see the leader of the adventure guild, Ranu, and his party make a good show were all silent.

After pouring a glass of red wine on Stephen's head, Zou Liang sneered and put the glass upside down on Stephen's head, "You offended my friend just now, and with the tolerance of the beast god, now I will give you a chance to apologize."

There is an empty wine glass upside down on your head, and it will shatter when you move it. This is worse than humiliation, and it is a naked deterrent. You have offended my friend, and there is a knife hanging on your head! I can play you to death anytime!

Stupid, everyone present including Lanu himself was stunned, to publicly offend the aristocratic forces, this...

"President Lanu, come, come to me. I want to toast you." Arthur humiliated Stephen, who couldn't open his eyes. He didn't even bother to look at this man again, and directly stretched out his hand to carry Lanu beside him: "Speaking of which, my war song group was also thanks to your help last time. You helped us get the good ground for these boys to practice. President Lanu must drink a few more glasses today."

"Yes! Yes! Be sure to drink more!"

Luman, the Bear Clan Bill, is a bold guy, already blushing from drinking, his neck is thick, and the war song group is all young people, who can make trouble. And he is familiar with adventurers like Lanu. As soon as he saw President Lanu, he rushed forward as if he had seen his own brother, and rushed to fill the wine with his hands.

move!

Lanu was already so moved that he was confused. Arthur's actions today were tantamount to telling everyone that he liked the Adventurer's Guild. This was something that many people were unwilling to do, but Arthur did.

It's one thing to respect in private, but to show face in this kind of public power circle is the real heart-to-heart. Arthur told him through this incident that they were on the same boat.

"Come! Drink!!"

At this moment, the pride of youth surged up again, Lanu's blood surged up, and he didn't care if it was a wheel war, and he must have a good drink with the priests today. Just talk to Priest Arthur!

drink! !

The shocked aristocratic circle around them, led by the hard-core supporters of the Rippert family, the Randy family and the Kurt family, quietly exchanged glances. The meaning inside is self-explanatory.

It is true that Arthur was a bit reckless, but for a genius like Arthur, the rules are meant to be broken, at least in Jerusalem, and now he takes everything for granted.

Smart people like the Rippert family have actually noticed the size of the Adventurer's Guild a long time ago. It can be said that this is a hidden dragon, but it is estimated that the professional guild suppresses and controls the Adventurer's Guild. They are also unwilling to offend traditional forces, but Arthur not only thought of it, but also took a big step forward.

The Adventurer's Guild is a terrifying existence.

As a result, the banquet, which had been silent for a moment, became lively again, even more enthusiastic than before. Against the sky, everyone is following Arthur and Thomas, the chief priests in red. The stronger and kinder they are, the safer and more at ease their allies will be.

As for the former Stephen, no one cares about him. This person has no wink, and chose the wrong place to play. Looking at those established families, Charlotte and the others, even if they look down on Lanu in their hearts, they will never do it so obviously.

The current situation seems to be reversed. The difference is that it was Stephen who was left out and isolated.

And Lanu, who was not popular before, because of Arthur's prominence and enthusiasm, made it clear: "This is my friend, one of my own." He has become another popular person besides the priests around Arthur, and is toasted by the major families to convey friendliness.

The previous embarrassment... was all just floating clouds.

This is the so-called upper class, and the skin is definitely thicker than the city wall.

A new round of more heated wine fights began, Zou Liang was fine, he had experience in this kind of occasion and could handle it. Where did the young priests of Kalaw experience this? One by one was flushed by queuing up to toast, and some of them had already crawled under the table.

"Don't drink! Just don't drink!!"

Amidst the commotion, a sudden voice sounded, making everyone stunned for a moment.

Zou Liang looked up and saw that it was the young boy Mi Luo who followed Lanu.

This young hunter has a strong temper. He was secretly isolated and neglected by the people of those aristocratic families and the nobles before, and he kept holding his breath in his heart. At this time, seeing these people come to toast again with faces, they held their breath in their stomachs and said nothing to drink.

"Come on, Milo, let's have a drink, let's go." Luman, the bill with his furry chest bared, looked like a butcher or a warrior, but he didn't have the demeanor of a warsong priest.

Rolling up the sleeves, a big glass of wine will be bottomed out. After drinking it, he pours the empty glass to Milo and shakes it, showing that the brother has really done it, and he is very generous.

However, Milo's tone was not aimed at the Warsong Priests, and the young man's anger did not go down so quickly.

Stretching his neck, "Don't drink, Brother Luman, I will accompany you next time, I will not get drunk, I won't drink today!"

Milo continued to tilt his head at a forty-five-degree angle, very stubbornly above the blue sky, looking like a martyr.

"Grandma's..." Luman scratched his head, but he couldn't do it anymore. Even Luman saw that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he wanted to ease it up.

A group of nobles around them looked at each other in embarrassment, and they all knew what was going on in their hearts. But it would be too embarrassing for them to publicly apologize to a little adventurer for persuading him to drink.

Lanu knew it was impossible to go on like this, so he stood up with a red face and mouth full of alcohol, and patted Milo vigorously, with a look of relief that "Milo is a guy", this kid is really good, and his temper is as stubborn as when he was young.

"Milo, everyone is happy today, so I won't mention the previous one. I'll toast you a glass." Lanu said, holding a glass of wine and handing it to Miro.

Minu gritted his teeth, "How can a president respect his subordinates."