Chapter Five Hundred and Seventeen Friends Come

"Master, Bernie is here!" Bartoli's voice came from Abel's ID card, and she was one of the few people who could directly contact Abel.

"This guy seems to be here for the wine!" Abel smiled softly, and he whispered to himself, and then replied through the ID card: "Please go to the reception room of Harry Castle, I will be right there."

When Abel walked into the reception room, he saw Bernie who was fidgeting. He stepped forward and said with a smile, "Bernie, why do you have time to come to me when you are so busy with business?"

"It's not because of your good wine that can help wizards meditate. Have you brought it with you? Give me a sip first!" Bernie replied angrily, and then stared at Abel's space bracelet.

"Helping wizards meditate?" Abel couldn't help but hesitated. He never expected that there would be no special function, but it would still be a special function that could help wizards practice. This is troublesome.

"No way, you don't know?" Bernie now feels like he can slap himself on the mouth. If the clan knows about this, all the clansmen will definitely laugh at his business talent.

If it's just good wine, it should be easy to handle, but after adding such a function, it will be a completely different value.

Abel laughed loudly and took out a crystal bottle from the space bracelet and threw it to Bernie. Seeing him take the crystal bottle in a hurry, he said, "So I didn't know, but now I know!"

Bernie opened the crystal bottle in grief and anger, took a sip of the fine master wine, and was about to say a few words to save face, but felt that his whole body seemed to be burning, and his throat was burning like fire, and he couldn't help coughing loudly stand up.

"Bernie, haven't you heard the three wizards say that this wine is very strong?" Abel looked at Bernie who was coughing profusely after being provoked by a big mouthful of fine master wine.

"Who knew it would be so powerful, but it's really exciting!" Bernie, who finally recovered, felt the alcohol in his body, and couldn't help but praise.

"Of course, this is the best wine in the world. It's a pity that only you dwarves can appreciate it!" Abel said proudly.

"We dwarves really know how to drink. Human red wine has no strength at all, it's soft!" Bernie agreed deeply.

"Bernie, the person standing in front of you is a human being, and I, a human being, brewed this wine!" Abel couldn't help reminding.

"I know I know!" Bernie said perfunctorily, "What's the name of this wine?"

"I call it a boutique master wine!" Abel said casually.

"Abel, you really know how to name names!" Bernie looked at Abel with dissatisfied eyes. In his opinion, such a good wine must have a famous name.

"The name is not good, so don't drink it. When I think of a good name, I'll give you wine!" Abel reached out to grab the crystal bottle in Bernie's hand.

"No, that's a good name, it's really good!" Bernie was busy protecting the crystal bottle, and immediately betrayed his taste.

After laughing a lot, Bernie was one of Abel's few friends, and it was only in front of Bernie that Abel seemed like an ordinary person.

"The family asked me to see how many barrels of your fine master wine you can sell to me!" Bernie said, picking up the crystal bottle in his hand.

"Bernie, you replaced that barrel with a bottle. What kind of wine is this? Do you think such a mellow wine is so easy to brew? Do you know how many precious materials are in it?" Abel pointed to Bernie and asked .

Of course Bernie believed it, but he knew that Abel was a master alchemist. If it was said that this wine, including the master wine, did not contain alchemy ingredients, he himself would not believe it.

A genius who can become a master alchemist of the elves in a short period of time, the brewed wine must have a cumbersome alchemy process. Bernie has always believed in this, and based on the relationship between Abel and the elves, There is no doubt that a large number of unique and precious materials of the Double Moon Forest can be obtained.

"Abel, see how many bottles you can give. I was suppressed by the family for this matter. If I can't finish it, I will be beaten to death by the patriarch!" Bernie said with a pitiful look.

"Bernie, don't think I don't know. The patriarch is your father. That's all right. I'll give you ten bottles first. I'll talk about the exchange later. You won't lose me anyway." Abel said very straightforwardly.

"Ten bottles!" Bernie began to think in his mind, the three senior wizards here must give it, so there are still seven bottles left. With so many wizards in the family, seven bottles of fine master wine will definitely break their heads.

"That's right!" He whispered, it seemed that he had forgotten just now, why didn't the old Goff keep a bottle for himself, and the high-level people in the clan would also keep some, ten bottles of wine probably didn't even see a splash When it arrives, it's gone.

"Abel, ten bottles is too little, at least give me a hundred bottles of this wine!" Bernie, who had been thinking for a long time, started the process of bargaining.

"Bernie, that, I'm very interested in the base of the hanging fortress, please give me some more!" Abel said softly.

"Abel, that thing is too precious, it's hard to get one for you, no matter how hard it is, the clan will not agree." Bernie shook his head and said.

Among the Gough family, a special research team has been set up to restart the research on the base of the hanging fortress. Although no progress has been made, the base of the hanging fortress at this time, because Abel discovered the queen, become more important.

Bernie didn't hide Abel's intentions and said: "Since you discovered the spirit in the base of the hanging fortress, the wizards in the family have paid special attention to the base of the hanging fortress, and it is very unlikely that they want to make one now. "

Abel heard that the possibility was very small, but his eyes lit up. To know that the possibility is very small, it is not completely impossible, as long as there is hope.

"Well, I'll give you twenty bottles of fine master wine, you go back and ask, a hundred bottles of fine master wine will be exchanged for the base of a hanging fortress!" Abel patted Bernie on the shoulder and tempted.

"This..." Bernie said hesitantly.

Abel wiped on the space bracelet, and twenty-two bottles of fine master wine appeared on the table in front of the two of them. The transparent wine exuded a strange light in the crystal bottle, which made Bernie couldn't help but bring the wine bottle in his hand into the mouth again. , took a light sip.

Needless to say, twenty bottles were for the clan, and two bottles were for himself. Bernie knew exactly what Abel meant.

Bernie knew in his heart that the importance of the pedestal theory of the hanging fort was not particularly important. At least it had been studied for countless years, and so many wizards could not discover the secrets. Even if there were secrets, only Abel knew how to crack them. , There are still a few in the family, and it is not a big deal to take out another one.

Thinking of this, Bernie said, "Abel, I'll go back and try. As for whether it will succeed or not, there is no guarantee."

Saying that, Bernie put the fine master wine on the table into his space items, and even took two sips of the fine master wine in his hand.

After sending Bernie away, Abel returned to the magic tower. Recently, the teleportation circle was opened, which made more and more wizards snooping nearby. Fortunately, the six-pointed circle wrapped the back mountain of Harry Castle, and Harry Castle was also surrounded by large Protected by the defensive circle, and with the power to kill three senior wizards in a row, naturally no wizards dared to cause trouble.

Just after returning to the magic tower, the Morton wizard came, and Abel received him in his magic tower.

"Abel, the magic environment here is so good, it's a waste!" Wizard Morton found Abel.

Wizard Morton is here today for those wizard apprentices and apprentice wizards outside Gangba City. Because Wizard Morton, Wizard Evelyn and Wizard Murphy closed the magic tower, the wizard apprentices who were gathered around the magic tower and Apprentice wizards, although they can still enjoy free magic power, but without quests, their potions and spell books have no source.

"Teacher, what do you mean?" Abel asked, not knowing what Wizard Morton thought.

"I want to move all the apprentices outside Gangba here. This is very beneficial to their growth!" Wizard Morton looked at Abel. Although Abel was his disciple, this was Abel's territory. , the magical environment here is also created by Abel, and the decision is in Abel's hands.

"Teacher, I don't have time to deal with this matter, so please take care of it!" Abel replied with a smile.

With a large number of apprentices, the wizarding environment here will be formed, which is more conducive to absorbing high-quality wizarding talents, which is of great benefit to the development of the earldom. reading net