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But today is a special case. The Forbidden Army was replaced by Knights of the Flame Sword. The servants in the castle were also transferred earlier. He was going to help look after Knights’ horses. So it was only stayed, the result was a few hours ago. Knights also left.

This empty castle is considered to be the master of his own.

He didn’t dare touch the wine cellar of the royal family in the basement, but the large barrels of wine stored in the kitchen were fine. Although it was not comparable to the royal collection, it was enough to make him have an alcohol addiction.

He was lying on a few bags of flour, and he couldn’t remember how much he had drunk, like a small bucket of dwarf spirits, then three bottles of Randfelly liqueur and a bottle of whiskey. Alcohol seems to form a thick cloud, wrapping him in it.

Hobbes Barak is playing the wine cellar. This is the life he pursues. He dreamed of stumbling, dreaming that he made enough money, and returned home to create an unparalleled wine cellar, wine cellar. There is a wide variety of treasures, from the feathers of Griffin in 366, the black king of Phyllis, to the famous cold moon wine. This wine was produced in the cold moon year and was almost destroyed by a snowstorm that winter, but it formed a unique cold and cold taste. It is the top collection of royal and noble Aristocratic Family.

He dreamed of banqueting guests, and he was full of friends, both well-known alcoholic and well-known high-ranking people. The long table covered with white cloth was filled with various silver plates, which were filled with various places from all over the world. Famous wines and brightly colored fruits and vegetables, a black cat with a bow is walking around.

Hobbs Barak stunned and almost thought he was wrong. Why is there a black cat on the table? He couldn’t help but subconsciously blinked. It turned out that there was not only one cat on the table, and two white cats. A cat.

He couldn’t help but sit up and subconsciously prepare to fall into a rage to his dream servants. But before he even had time to speak, he saw the black cat talking to him:

“Hobbs Bareck,” the black cat stretched out his claws and fanned his nose in front of his nose. His face was disgusted: “Damn alcoholic, I will give you a few words of Time, otherwise I will send you down to Hell!”

The gnome trainer’s eyes widened, and the cat even spoke up. He shook his head and thought that he was dreaming.

But after a while, he suddenly woke up, everything in the dreams turned into a bubble, all around the environment turned into a dark kitchen, the narrow Space filled with rich alcohol and raw meat.

On the wooden table opposite him, there are not many more standing just four cats, including the black cat, who is staring at him with the eyes that are shining in the dark.

“Ghost!”

The gnome was so scared that he screamed, his legs crawling backwards, slamming into the bucket behind him, and a sizzling bang on his head. The various spices jars that had been placed on the shelves suddenly fell over and smashed him. A face is covered.

“pu chi,” Sugar Bowl couldn’t help but be fooled by this guy, but she hurriedly slammed her face: “Hobs Barake, have you heard me?”

Witch is good at manipulating dreams and has already known the other person’s name in the dream.

But the gnome trainer is scared of cold sweats. It is not a good sign to meet black cats in Vaunde in the middle of the night. Some country legends often think that black cats and crows are the messengers of Grim Reaper, and these animals that bring bad luck often It’s even worse if you’re connected to witches.

Hobbs Barlake didn’t know that there were just a few witches in front of him, but he was extremely scared in his heart. He contacted the black cat before, only when the other party was the messenger of Grim Reaper, he sent him to Hell. of.

Could it be that drunk and drunk?

There is no sadness in his heart.

Sadly, I haven’t had enough.

“I ask you a question,” but the Sugar Bowl doesn’t care what he thinks. Her eyes are full of fascinating rays of light, as if it can be astonishing: “Is Mistress here going there?”

……

St. Cantipei’s Palace, White Rose Garden –

The two columns of Knight stopped slowly outside the gates of the Rose Garden. At this moment, it was the night of the night. There was no one above the Imperial Avenue. The rows of oak trees stood on both sides of the avenue and fell dark shades on the ground.

Outside this majestic palace is a large expanse of meadows. There are no other buildings within the distance of the hundred meters, all of which are royal gardens, but Knights who visited late at night still awakened residents in the distant neighborhood.

The citizens used the cold light of the moonlight to sneak out from the window in the direction of St. Cantipei’s Palace, and can see the black clothed black Knights far away – not the ban, nor the Holy Cathedral’s Flaming Knight, which Duke Guard, why are you visiting so late?