Ali's Bizarre Adventure

"You should stay here, I'll be back soon."

Ali said.

"No!"

Lilia directly refused.

"Do you have to go?"

"I must go!"

Lilia said firmly, "Ari, don't always keep me out of danger, it will only make me feel useless. I hope...my magic can help you when you are in danger."

Ari touched Lilia's face.

She knew that the deer's love for her was very deep.

Lilia said so, it is impossible for Ahri to go to the Frostguard Fortress alone now.

Even if you leave secretly.

Lilia will definitely catch up.

Rather than being one in front of the other, it is better to be together and have a care.Ahri now has protective magic, as long as she doesn't encounter particularly difficult things, she can protect this innocent and silly roe deer.

"Okay then, I'll take you with me."

Ali said.

"Ah."

Lilia breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Ahri's face, and kissed Ahri's lips passionately.

Ahri also hugged Lilia.

responded to her.

……

noon.

The sun is shining.

Ari was alone, and went out to buy some things, so that they could walk more easily on the road.

Food, wine, and Lilia's favorite fruit...

Mainly for portability and high heat.

"liquor…"

In the bazaar, Ari bought things very simply, and almost all of them were given away for free.

Of course Ahri still remembered them.

When hunting in the future, some prey of equal value will be sent to them.

Finally, the rest of the wine…

Ahri is hard to get by, and the bazaar is mostly raw ale and mead produced by the Freljord.

Although it is not bad, there is still a big gap with the wine made by the sex-addicted boss in the territory of the Shandor tribe.

This charming woman is as charming as water.

and.

Still pure in heart.

Ari treats her as a friend, but Ari has always deliberately kept a distance from her.

She had Ashe and Lilia after all.

Having a relationship with an npc...

A little crumbs.

Unless...an npc with system tasks can take a nap.Other npcs are not very suitable.

While thinking about it, Ari came outside the tavern.

There is a wooden sign with a wine list at the door.

Inside... it was overcrowded, even at noon, it was still very lively, and the business here was getting better and better.

The romantic story of the tavern owner did not make people laugh at her.

Here... Those who have the ability to survive and provide some help to others are considered strong.

As for private life...

This is their own business.

In this land, there is no moral restraint of a civilized society, let alone the loyalty of a martyr.

To live...is to live...

The women here will not seek death just because you slept with them, and they will even invite you to her house again.

After all, the women here...

Many are single all their lives...lonely to death...

Ari walked into the tavern, she found a seat against the wall, sat down, and a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl came over.

"Excuse me, guest..."

When the little girl held the wine list, she saw the fox ears in Ari's hair and Ari's beautiful face.

Can not help but surprised.

"Ah... Master Ahri..."

Although she is a waiter who just came to work in the tavern recently and has never seen Ahri, it is well known that the blood alliance of the war mother is a vastaya nine-tailed fox girl with an alluring appearance.

"…is it you?"

The waiter's voice trembled a little.

"Ah this..."

Ari saw that the little girl was very delicate, and it seemed that she was not the kind of person suitable for fighting or hunting.

Making a living in a tavern is still a good way out.

after all.

Now there is this way of surviving.

"Don't be nervous, I'm Ahri, but... you should treat me as a family member, or a sister."

Ari said very accommodatingly, "Ash promised to his followers."

"All right…"

The little girl blushed, and she put the wine list on Ari's table, "Master Ari, what would you like to drink?"

"A glass of Forsyne beer, and a roast lamb."

Ari replied, "Prepare me a jar of better ale, it will keep me warm during the journey."

"Okay, I'll go and prepare it for you."

The servant bowed.

The drinkers at the side, seeing the little girl blushing and shy, couldn't help making nasty jokes at her.

The little girl lowered her head and walked into the wine cellar in a hurry.

"just you…"

A big, fat hand suddenly rested on Ahri's shoulder, "Hi~ You...is that bitch's blood alliance?"

Ahri turned around, feeling a little nauseated by the smell of drunkenness.What came into view was a red and fat face.

Rosine nose, thick lips, and bushy beard.

"You are…"

Ali has a good temper.

"Hiccup~~"

Before Ahri finished speaking, he was smelled of alcohol.Ari covered his nose and turned his head away.

"Gu~la~ja~si..."

The drunk, whose body was swollen like a mountain of meat, whose body was so tall that the top of his head almost touched the ceiling of the tavern, chanted word by word.Just like a child, when learning pinyin, the pronunciation of the words is pronounced.

"Forsynn red beer is as pale as horse urine, that bitch... really has no vision, how could she marry a man who drinks Forsynn red beer. Hiccup~ no... female... woman... marry? Huh? Female... woman ?!"

Gragas was taken aback, and he was three minutes sober.

Chapter 477 Gragas Wine Barrel

Loud tavern.

Gragas blushed, reeked of alcohol, staggered to Ari, and sat down at her table.

Fat and tall body, like a giant.

"Women...and women..."

Gragas held a large wooden barrel cup, "That bitch... is really... interesting..."

"Her name is Ash."

Ari looked at Gragas and reminded.

Ahri didn't expect to meet Gragas here, this drunk man who is a master brewer.

His stories are told in every tavern.

Not only in the Freljord, wherever there is good wine, there will be the footprints of Gragas.

According to the Alliance universe, the wine barrel (Guragas) came to Freljord in order to pursue the purest polar water, which is used to distill the most delicious wine.The only thing he loves is good wine.

Of course... fighting is one of them.

"Ash is your woman?"

The stool that Gragas sat on creaked, and it would be overwhelmed at any time.

"Yes."

"That woman is so fierce... hiccup~" Gragas leaned towards Ari, "Can you handle it?"

"This…"

"It really hurts when she beats someone, and it's even more difficult to fight than a dozen big men. She doesn't look like a woman at all."

Gragas looked down at his stomach, and there was a wound on his side, which was shot by Ashe in the tavern yesterday.An arrow passed through the abdomen, and cold air surged in the body.

There's still some bone-chilling chill left.

More unbearable than pain.

"She usually doesn't hit people."

Ari smiled slightly. The wine barrel was not only tall and fat, but also very resistant to beatings. He was a veritable meat tank.If it weren't for this rough-skinned and thick-skinned body, he would have been beaten to death many times.

"By the way, I heard that you... are a master brewer?"

Ali asked.

The waiter brought over the mutton and Forsyne red beer that Ari asked for, still with his head down, his face slightly ashamed.

"That's what people call me, but...it's because, the wine they make isn't good."

There was a slight gleam in Gragas' hazy eyes, "I just want to make some wine that can make me drunk."