People in the original god, the innkeeper, oppressing his sister

"Eh?" He was stunned for a moment, "I didn't say anything, do you mean that you don't want to intervene?"

"It's about the same. She told us very plainly, let's not rush, it won't be too late to talk about it when the results come out."

"This...isn't very good, after all, I'm still a student in my class." Gu Bai hesitated.

"Well, we think so too." Ying sighed, "Besides, it will be really late if we wait any longer, we have encountered so many resistances before it was established, and if we really let him establish it, then things will be even more difficult. "

"And just when everyone was in a hurry, there was news from the student union that the club's proposal was approved, and..."

She paused:

"It was facilitated by the president himself."

Even though he already knew the result, when he heard this sentence, Gu Bai couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Inexplicably, he thought of the generous and elegant figure when he was speaking on the stage, and the impression in his heart was a bit worse.

He shook his head, "I didn't expect that even the president of the student union would compromise."

As soon as the words fell, Ying met with complicated eyes.

If I understand correctly, it seems to be looking at a fool.

"Didn't you find out?"

"Ah, what?"

Ying patted her chest unwillingly, looking quite mad, "The turning point I carefully prepared was in vain, and you didn't realize it!"

"Uh, sorry..."

The girl tapped the table vigorously, and said word by word, "Remind me one last time, didn't you notice that there is something very abnormal in it?"

"You can't judge people by their appearance?"

"Of course not!" Ying said angrily, "That student council president is Barbara's sister, dear!"

Side Story: Barbatos Working

(The timeline is after Chapter 13 of the main text)

This is the story of Mr. Barbatos' part-time job, and there is a strong sense of fishing before it starts.

First of all, let us turn our attention to the sacred tree where the wind rises from the ground. In the shade of the tree that blocks the sky and the sun, there is such a...

Eh, what about others?

I'm sorry, it's so touching that I can't even find the place where he should be.

Or look at the plains in the distance——

After the failure of the second plan to save Twarin, Lord Fengshen walked in the wilderness of Mond in a daze, with a bleak figure.

"I'm so stupid, really..."

"Obviously I've scraped off all the surrounding stones and turf, why did I only miss that yellow hair..."

"Alas." With a heavy sigh, he looked up at the sky, "Twarin, it's not that I don't want to help you..."

At this time, it was raining lightly. Since the last failure, he had been wandering in the wild for the next few days, and he hadn't had a good rest yet.

It was rare to wake up once, and he still had to do some serious business, so he walked around to see if there was anything he needed to do in the present Mond.

What a responsible Fengshen lord.

This is a lie.

Perhaps there were indeed the above-mentioned factors, but the main reason why he became a street slut was that Lord Barbatos's mentality had completely collapsed.

At this time, Wendy had a strong self-doubt. The more she thought about the past, the more angry she became, and the more angry she became, the more she thought about it.

only……

Unexpectedly, this is also a lie.

Well, let’s tell the truth, the lovely Fengshen is such a narrow-minded person, the truth of the matter is actually this:

Immediately after his plans for the day failed, he ran off to town for a big drink.

He said he drank a lot, but because he had no money at all, he couldn't drink a few glasses at all. He sang left and right in pubs, big and small, and tried to sing a few cheerful songs to pass the test, but he still failed.

Soon he was blocked by all the taverns in Mond, and those taverns all hung a sign at the door at the same time, with this sentence written on it:

"Green boy bards and dogs are not allowed."

The Barbatos were stupid.

Speaking of which, he didn't create this method of drinking without paying for it himself, but learned it from a friend long ago.

But why was the old man in the distance able to live such a good life, but he was blocked?

Wendy was lost in thought.

There must be some places where I haven't learned enough.

Now that he was blocked, and he really wanted to drink, Wendy suddenly remembered that there were many treasure chests outside the city of Mond, which had not been touched because they were guarded by monsters.

And if there are some Mora in it, it will add up to a lot of money, at least drinking is enough.

So, thinking of this, he immediately took action and ran out of the city to search all the treasure chests he could find, only leaving some carrots and cabbages inside.

Then there was a story about a golden retriever who opened a few treasure boxes in order to test the sword, but found that there was nothing good in it, but since it is Barbatos' part-time job, I won't repeat it here.

The perspective is drawn back to Wendy, who is on his way back to the city for a drink after picking up the money.

The outline of the city appeared in the field of vision, and at the same time, a clear lake was seen.

This lake named Fruit Wine Lake was formed by the ice and snow that he blew away Mond back then.

The surface of the water under the breeze was rippling. Looking at the scene in front of him, the memories of the past flooded into his heart, and Barbatos felt a little bit emotional.

Walking forward slowly, he squatted down, held a cup of water in both hands, and stared at it for a long time.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly made a movement——

Do you think it will be a lonely teenager picking up the xylophone and playing a slightly sad song?

Big mistake!

That is something only the wind god recorded in the church files would do.

The next moment, seeing no one around, Baba Tusi quickly put his feet into the lake water. In the freezing cold, he narrowed his eyes, and a relaxed expression appeared on his small face.

Oh comfortable.

Yes, you read that right, Barbatos took off his white silk. This unscrupulous god soaked his feet directly in the drinking water source of the residents of Mond. If his believers see this scene, they will probably be petrified on the spot .

But Lord Barbatos doesn't care about that.

After a short rest, the exhaustion in his body seemed to disappear. He turned his head to look at the location of Mond City, and his emerald green pupils showed a look of great anticipation.

Tonight, don't get drunk and don't return!

A cyan cyclone rose around him, sending a green figure into the air.

Wuhu, take off!

It's burning up!

Not long after Wendy took off, another group of guests ushered in by the ancient quiet lake.

That was the team from Chenxi Winery.

The young lads put buckets and buckets of lake water into the wagons, to be used as soon as they got back.

Here are the ad times:

One source of water supplies the seven countries, Chenxi Tavern adheres to the fruit wine lake, and is committed to making all Tivat people drink pure natural wine~

Cough cough, it’s getting too far, if you want to introduce it seriously and simply:

The main product of the winery—that is, the famous dandelion wine, the secret to keeping the taste clear and sweet, in addition to the unique craftsmanship, the most important thing is to insist on using the fruit wine lake water that is freshly bottled every day.

The carriage was gradually filled with wooden barrels, and when everyone finished their work and left, they looked at the endless and clear lake, and suddenly felt:

"Thank you, Lord Fengshen, for your gift!"

"Yes, praise Fengshen, thanks to him we can produce high-quality wine..."

It's just that Lord Fengshen they were talking about probably couldn't hear these words.

……

On the other side, Wendy, who finally rushed back to the city before dark, was still burning.

Looking at the luxuriously decorated building in front of him, he clenched the bag of Mora tightly in his hand, with a serious expression on his face.

This place called Angel's Gift is the most luxurious tavern in all of Mond.

Here I come, Barbatos!

As for the many things that have not been done?

Ah.

The power of gods has limits.

One thing I have learned from a long life is that the more scheming you are, the more you will fail due to unexpected accidents, so...

I am no longer a god!

After making up her mind, Wendy walked into the tavern with a happy face, and decided to be a happy fishing boy from now on.

Today, swing.

But before he raised his hand boldly, his sight was blocked by a figure.

The bartender named Charles looked at him with disgust:

"Why did you come to drink for nothing again?"

He blushed so anxiously that he quickly argued loudly: "How can the matter of the bard be regarded as free prostitution?"

"Hey, wait..." At this point, Wendy suddenly realized that he didn't come here for a drink today, and he straightened his back: "What, I was almost led astray by you, now that I have money, hurry up and send your shop Take out the treasures in it."

"Really?"

"of course it's true!"

"Then you read to me, Mond people don't lie to Mond people."

"what?"

When did this line come up again?

There is no way, it has been too long since the last time I woke up, things are different, walking on the streets of the city, looking at scenes of familiar and unfamiliar scenes, I often feel that I have become an old man who cannot keep up with the times.

Ordinarily, being a god should not have such a mentality.

But who made him no longer Barbatos today, but a boy named Wendy.

Time is a good medicine to heal all wounds, but it is also a slow medicine. At this time, the only thing that can comfort people's hearts is wine.

In short, after a lot of tossing, Lord Barbatos finally got his wish and hugged the wine bottle with a happy face.

"Huh..." He let out a sigh of relief. What he had to admit was that any consolation or not was an excuse, and he seemed to just want to drink a glass of wine.

The bright melody of the xylophone sounded in my ears. Compared with the narrative poems that recorded ancient history, the lyrics were catchy. There were no swords and blood in it, but flowers and love instead.

Once upon a time, I also liked to play a piece of music in a tavern, singing drunkenly, surrounded by the helpless head of the knight order.

That was a righteous young man, and now... who knows.

The notes played from the fingertips became obscure because of this, even though it was not his original intention, but those past events had turned into something deeper, deposited in the depths of the blood.

Although, his body is just a wind elf.

There is no blood or anything.

And you're used to it already, aren't you?

I don't know why, but I felt a lot of emotions today. He shook the wine bottle in his hand, and just as he was about to drink it up in one gulp, he suddenly noticed two people behind him pointing at him.

One is a Zephyr knight with a blindfold, and the other is a foreigner with black hair.

"How much do you bet he can drink?"