Don't call me evil god

The subsequent process can only be described as cruel.

Lena doesn't refuse anyone who comes.

As the defender, she can take priority in counting.

Huihui's opening is either 4 sixes or 5 sixes, which is almost the maximum number of points.

If the dwarf who challenged her increased his stake, Reina would not hesitate and immediately turned on the clock to check the result.

This method makes every game go extremely quickly.

At most one round trip, the loser will have to drink a large glass of wine.

Luck seemed to favor Lena.

After more than ten games of dice, and after defeating five dwarves, she only lost three games.

Moreover, even after drinking three large glasses of Stone Castle liquor, Reina's face remained unchanged. Except for a trip to the toilet, she was still conscious and her eyes were bright.

His drinking capacity is already greater than that of many dwarves.

This stimulated the dwarves even more, causing them to howl and challenge Rena one after another, and then they all became her "dead souls under her feet".

By the end of the drink, except for Gale and Miranda, there was no one alive in the tavern who was still awake.

Brandon's hands were itchy from watching the excitement, so he tried a few sips of Stone Castle liquor, but died after trying it. Although he didn't die of drunkenness, he soon became drunk and fell asleep in a daze.

Even the bartender who was not participating in the competition was singled out and killed by Lena who later "killed red eyes"!

He didn't even use the dice, he just thrust the wine glass filled with wine into the opponent's hand, and then clinked the glasses neatly.

"I did it!"

After drinking it all, he turned his right hand over and turned the wooden wine glass upside down, proving that not a drop of wine was left in it.

When the bartender saw it, he immediately became anxious.

He is a dwarf, how can he be compared to humans!

Everyone cheered directly, and he couldn't lag behind!

The two of them just drank one cup at a time and took turns toasting in a competitive manner.

Five glasses finished.

The bartender is also taking a break!

Not one left!

All the dwarves in the bar were drunk by Rena alone!

Total destruction!

…

After listening to Gale's description, Peter looked at the drunken and confused Reina Monia, and everyone was dumbfounded.

"Rena's drinking capacity is so exaggerated?!"

"A man challenges an entire bar of dwarves, and then lets them kill them all?!"

"When she used to drink with me, she couldn't even walk straight after one drink. She forgot how to get home, and she had to ask me to take her home. So what does that mean?"

Gale rolled his eyes and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the movements of Lena, who was still in a daze under Miranda's care before.

Reina suddenly stood up.

This time it was obvious that although Rena was not drunk to death, she was obviously drunk.

His steps were no longer so sure-footed, and he was swaying from side to side as he walked.

Peter hurriedly took three steps in succession and stepped forward to hold one of the girl's arms.

"If you're drunk like this, don't move around. I'll take you to the hotel to rest!"

"Don't go—!"

Reina suddenly opened her other arm that was not supported and twisted her body.

"ha--"

A strong smell of alcohol came to him.

Peter felt dizzy for a while, and his body, which had just woken up but had not regained much strength, suddenly lost its balance.

The good news is, there's an unlucky drunk dwarf down there, cushioning Pete.

The dwarf groaned, still sleeping like a dead pig.

Peter let out a hissing breath.

Even with the help of a dwarf to support his back, there was still some pain when he touched the bruise where he had bumped previously.

And because of this position, Rena's almost entire body weight was pressing on him, making him somewhat breathless.

Gale raised his eyebrows suddenly and wisely pulled away Miranda who was looking at Peter and Rena with burning eyes.

"Ahem, keep going. It's a bit stuffy in here. Let's go out and take a breath."

…

"Idiot."

Reina suddenly muttered.

"Huh?" Peter didn't hear clearly.

"Idiot!"

Another sound.

I heard it clearly this time.

"Are you... calling me?"

"No!"

Reina denied it, but her arms hugged her tighter.

Peter felt like something in him was about to stir.

"Those dwarves were right about one thing. Sometimes you are a coward." Rena muttered vaguely.

Because the two of them were close enough, even though the voice was very low, Peter could clearly hear her words.

"The hints are so obvious, stupid pig, what are you afraid of?"

"No matter how dangerous the enemy is, you dare to fight them. Why don't you dare to be more brave when you stay with me?"

A straight shot came up.

Peter felt his heartbeat stopped for a few seconds.

My mind is a mess, with all sorts of thoughts and ideas.

…

Before this, Pet had not thought about the future in particular, such as what kind of life he wanted to live.

This is actually a common problem among mage professionals.

Obsessed with magic and ignoring reality.

Traditional mages spend their days thinking about how to "communicate" with the goddess of magic, how to optimize the magic given by the goddess, and what kind of rituals can be used to obtain "new magic."

Especially among the mages in the City of Stars, many do not go out at all throughout the year, concentrating on studying magic.

After converting to Norwen, although they no longer need to be guided by the goddess of magic every day, the mages of the Church of Knowledge have as much to study as before.

The method of casting spells by using a key to communicate with the magic network and then constructing a spell model requires more things to learn and remember. The slight changes in the construction of each magic may cause it to present hundreds or thousands of different "variants".

There are hundreds of different model variants for how to make [Arcane Missiles] draw irregular trajectories during flight to prevent being shot down in advance.

All of these need to be mastered little by little through learning, understanding and memory.

Mages should learn, and learn one by one without saying a word.

Pete's biggest thought before was that he wanted to become stronger.

Level 3 mage is just his starting point.

Since others can eventually be promoted to a level 6 legendary mage, why can't he do it.

Since others can be canonized by the king and own a large and rich autonomous territory, why can't he do it?

Visible improvements are also addictive.

Earn 150 destiny points, calm down, and master a powerful 3rd-level magic.

Work hard to accumulate tens of thousands of legendary experience points, upgrade the level, and get one step closer to the 4th level.

Manage the territory with all your heart and soul, and the prosperity has increased a lot.

Every visible progress is an incentive for Pete, encouraging him to continue to pursue the next improvement.

The schedule is full.

As for other things?

Pete always thought that those things could wait until later, until he was strong enough and had enough free time to consider.

Until this moment.

Reina's straight ball hit.

...

There should be another chapter in the evening