Chapter 3034 Talker

I stared at Xi Lan, my eyes twitching, and I thought: Of course I don’t know. If I knew, would I still ask you?

But you can think like this, but you can't say it.

After a long silence, I shook my head: "Please clarify my doubts."

Xi Lan raised his wine glass. The wine was clear and his eyes were blurred.

"Because. I have lost my courage."

"Ah?" I asked doubtfully, "You said you lost your courage?"

"Exactly."

Xi Lan drank the wine in the glass and continued: "At first, I had only one goal. Even if it takes a thousand years, as long as I can successfully assassinate that woman, I will go back and reunite with Alice."

With a sigh, Xi Lan said seriously: "However, I overestimated myself and underestimated the apostle. I thought that as long as I could unite with the powerful people in the demon world, I could kill that woman like I killed Sirocco. Little did I know, The strength of Shilok and that woman are not at the same level at all, that woman is too strong."

"Uh" I raised my hand and asked Xi Lan if she could interrupt.

Xi Lan was stunned for a moment and raised his wine glass.

"Although it's rude to say this, I hope you can listen calmly."

Xi Lan nodded: "I will restrain myself, but it doesn't matter."

"What I want to say about Stalker Sirok is that when you assassinated her, she was extremely weak and her sanity was almost broken."

Xi Lan's face moved slightly when he heard this, but he didn't speak and still stared at me quietly.

I continued: "In other words, there is actually no need for the sacrifices of the Four Sword Saints and Luxi. It only takes hundreds or thousands of years for Shilok to collapse in energy and disappear on its own."

Xilan:? !

"Do you have any evidence for what you said?"

When he said this, Xi Lan's expression was excited, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Of course," I said, "because the stalker Sirocco is also one of my friends."

Xi Lan was completely depressed now.

He lay there, staring blankly at the wine glass. Both his eyes and the background were gray.

"Don't be like this, Xilan," I comforted him repeatedly: "Even if Sirocco only has a little power left, it is still the power of an apostle after all, and it is not something ordinary humans can control. And you defeated Sirocco with just five people. , it shows that your strength is already at the pinnacle among humans."

I thought I could comfort him, but unexpectedly, the more I comforted him, the more depressed he became. Later, he fell into a state of self-destruction and even put down his wine glass.

Now I was in trouble, because I didn't know how to comfort Xi Lan, and my best friend, the Odachi sword, was left in the hotel by me, with only the first-open mind sword beside me. The demon sword of Xi Lan, who is still in a state of ignorance.

This guy can't even express himself now, so how can he help me deal with the complicated situation in front of me.

So all I could do was drink.

After all, I forget all my sorrows when I get drunk. I can’t get drunk.

Fortunately, Xi Lan, an old drunkard, has basically zero resistance to the wine in front of him. Based on this, he finally managed to overcome the embarrassment in front of him, but Xi Lan only drank and stopped talking.

After more than a dozen wine tours, I found the topic again: "The wine in the Demon Realm tastes pretty good, but it is relatively simple. There are no low-alcohol sweet wines such as wine for sale. Do you think it would be a good idea to run a winery here? Did you make a fortune?"

Hearing this, Xi Lan raised his head and his eyes regained some of their energy. He thought a little and said, "It's impossible. If you sell wine in the north, you will lose all your money."

"Huh?" I asked in confusion: "Why is this? Don't people in the north like wine?"

Xi Lan shook his head again: "It's not that we don't like northerners, it's that the climate is not suitable. It's cold in the north, and only strong wine can warm you up and ward off the cold. It's basically impossible for wine to open up sales in the north."

"Forget it," I said, "How about the south?"

"South?" Xi Lan smiled: "There is wine in the south, and it is everywhere. You can't sell it unless your wine is unique."

"Is it unique?" I thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Did you say it was brewed by a master?"

"Which master? What is your background? Is he famous and prestigious?"

Faced with Xi Lan's questioning look, I said, "Just make it up. I'm responsible for this in Zephyr Continent, so I'm familiar with it."

"This is the Demon World, not the Zephyr Continent." Xi Lan shook his head again and said: "The brewing masters in the Demon World all have family backgrounds. If you want to fabricate a master, unless you are really unique, can you make wine?"

"Well." After choking for a moment, I sighed: "I can grow grapes."

"That's it," Xi Lan said, "If you don't even know how to make wine, how can you open up the market?"

"Hey, this is really troublesome," I said sadly, "If I had known this, I might as well have brought some wine masters with me."

"Listening to what you said, it seems as if the brewmaster is worthless in Zephyr Continent."

"No, it's very valuable, but I have connections."

"Oh?" Xi Lan became interested: "Are you a descendant of a noble family?"

"Can you please stop making trouble?" I said, "I am a descendant of ancient fairies and have no blood connection with humans."

"Oh" Xi Lan nodded and asked curiously: "Then where did your connections come from?"

"Good luck," I said, "I have adopted a foster father, who is a businessman with the richest industry in Hefeng Continent. Let's put it this way, wherever there are people in Hefeng Continent, there is his industry, and it is definitely the most prosperous businessman. A prosperous one.”

"You are so lucky to have a top-tier rich adoptive father."

"That's not the key," I said: "My foster father is also the talker of Fort Vicky. Well, you don't know. Fort Vicky is the country of the goblins and dwarves. By the way, you know the goblins and dwarves." Bar?"

"Well, one of them is a master of equipment forging, the other is a master of construction, one is very good at innovation, and the other is very focused on laying a solid foundation."

"That's right," I said, "Now, the goblins and dwarves build a country together, and their monarchs were all watched by my adoptive father since they were young. They are closer to each other than real brothers, so I am in the relationship between these two people." The status among the race is also second only to their monarch level."

"But if I remember correctly, the real wine masters should not exist among dwarves and goblins, but elves in the forest."

"Yes, you are right, the real wine masters are indeed made by forest elves."

"If I remember correctly, forest elves, dwarves and goblins have nothing to do with each other."

"You remember exactly right, the Moonlight City of the forest elves is thousands of miles away from the Vitchburg of the dwarves and goblins."

"Then why did you say"

"Who told you that I'm just a talker in Fort Wych?"