Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

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"How is this possible!" Facing the approval of the two hundred dwarf soldiers below, the expression on the second Prince Corey's face was even more ugly at the moment.

If there was a choice, he would prefer the orcs to win this test today.

Because even if the orcs win, it won't affect him.

As for the alliance orcs, they will obtain a large number of weapons and threaten the security of the holy alliance.

It's just a threat to safety.

At most, the border areas have been looted. Even if the orcs win two more realms, it will not really affect the survival of the human race.

So, he Prince Corey is still a prince and won't be affected a little bit.

Those civilians were plundered and plundered, anyway, serfs were like cattle and sheep, and they would never perish.

On the contrary, it was Narant who won, which would really affect his Corey.

I remembered the demeaning and jokes I had sworn to Narant earlier.

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Although the country bumpkin did not respond.

But now, every word spoken by the 200 dwarf soldiers under the stage was like a slap in the face, so loud and shameless.

Corey can already imagine that after this winemaking competition is over, his name as the second prince of Corey will spread throughout the Holy Continent.

Because people always love to show off their knowledge in front of others.

And today's unprecedented unanimous approval of 200 people is a good show off capital.

In order to increase the explosiveness of this show, he, the second prince of the Bach Empire, will definitely be arranged in it, becoming the shameless villain of all biographical knights.

No one cares about Corey's inner one-man show.

At this moment, Narant looked at the field with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He really didn't expect that he simply added a little sugar, and the dwarves gave unanimous approval again.

"Narant, great! We won, you're awesome!"

And Natasha next to Narant is more excited than him, her fair face has turned red, her arms are constantly shaking in Narant's arms, and the huge airbag is constantly impacting on Narant's chest. superior.

Natasha's beautiful eyes kept flashing, and the more she looked at her beloved, the more she admired her, and when she was excited, she even kissed her.

"Natasha, I've always been so good, don't you know, then I'm so sad!" Narant turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman who was as happy as a three- or five-year-old child.

"Bah, you pervert!" Natasha was taken to the car by the old driver Narant every day, and she immediately understood the deeper chill of Narant's words, and immediately bumped into Narant in annoyance.

But this was originally a retaliatory collision, but because of the presence of the airbag, Narant's heart swayed immediately.

"Natasha, I'm telling the truth, I don't know last night..."

"Yeah, don't say it anymore!" Natasha saw Narant's open mouth, so she immediately pulled out her hand in anger and blocked Narant's mouth.

In this way, Narant finally stopped for a while.

At the same time, while the crowd was clamoring, the dwarf high-level side was also tasting a few pots of Storm Eye spirits reserved in advance.

This is also the management of the competition in previous years, although the scores are all made by dwarf soldiers.

But in the end, it was the King of the Hill and a group of high-level officials who made the real decision, so when the competition came on stage, two pots of spirits were also loaded and sent to the King of the Hill.

It is precisely because of this kind of management that this little trouble today has been avoided.

Otherwise, all the eye of the storm spirits in the field have been drunk, and the King of the Hill and others will not be able to taste the true taste of the spirit of the eye of the storm. I am afraid it is really difficult to make a decision.

After taking the bowl of wine poured by their subordinates, the King of the Hill, Master Mu and others looked at each other, and then showed a little surprise.

"The eye of the storm is indeed very strong, and just smelling it can make people feel the aroma of wine!" said the king of the hill.

"It's really good. In the past, I could only smell such a strong aroma from those expensive potions!" Master Moore nodded in agreement.

Immediately, the two of them stopped talking, and directly raised the wine bowl and put it to their mouths.

Gudong!

With a sip of strong wine in their mouths, the King of the Hill and Master Moore froze for a moment, and immediately felt the strong excitement of the Eye of the Storm.

Immediately, an unbelievable look appeared on his face.

The two of them did not suffer as much shock as those dwarf soldiers. After all, they had tasted a lot of precious human spirits.

They were surprised that the eye of the storm was more cultivated than they thought

"Elder Moore, the steward of the Storm Leader just said that the price of this wine is two gold coins, right?"

"Yes, the king of the hill, it is indeed two gold coins in a pot. If I didn't know that Narant, I would have thought that someone was sincerely making trouble!"

"Yes, if I hadn't known the origin of this kid, I would have thought he was here to make trouble!" The King of the Hill looked thoughtful.

"Elder Moore, the winner of this year's competition has been decided!"

"I, Moore, support the decision of the King of the Hill, and this year's competition is indeed the Storm Lord!" Master Moore nodded earnestly.

After the King of the Hill heard this, he immediately stood up.

And when the King of the Hill stood up, everyone became quiet.

Everyone knows that the real results of this year's competition will be announced soon.

The King of the Hill did not hesitate, and after everyone was quiet, he said loudly: "All the guests who have come from afar, and my dwarf warriors, the results of this competition have come out."

"My King of the Hill is here to announce that the final winner of this winemaking competition is... the eye of the storm leading the storm!"

"Wow! It's really the eye of the storm!"

"Hey, let's take the storm leader! It's better than giving the orcs a victory, but it's a pity for my thousand gold coins!"

"Yeah, it's a pity that I have eight hundred gold coins..."

The result did not exceed everyone's expectations. After all, Storm Collar was very clear in terms of price and recognition of the wine.

With the King of the Hill announcing the results, today's competition is over.

The King of the Hill sent his subordinates to Narant with an identity card that would allow him to freely approach the Forge Castle and then left.

And Narant also stood up at this moment. Later, he needs to go to the Forge Castle to meet the King of the Hill, and sign a contract for the supply of spirits between the two parties for the next three years.

"Your Excellency Narant, I am Marquis Carlo of the Nok Empire. I congratulate you on the victory of the Storm Lord!"

"Your Excellency Narant, I am Earl of Yell of the Blue Shield Empire, congratulations to your Storm Territory for winning the competition!"

"Your Excellency Narant, I am Kemp of the Principality of Nile, congratulations on your victory in Eye of the Storm!"

"Your Excellency Narant..."

But just when Narant just stood up and walked towards the bottom of the high platform, there were suddenly many noble representatives beside him.

When Narant came, the representatives didn't say hello, and even before Corey's sarcasm, no one paid much attention to him.

But now, one by one, they all came to Narant's side, their tone was close, as if the two sides had known each other for many years, and they congratulated Narant.

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Even the representatives of the empires such as the Blue Shield Empire and the Nok Empire are the same.

Because although they are not sure which principality Narant belongs to, they will definitely not belong to the six empires.

Because the six empires are all competitive, they usually know a little bit of trouble.

And since Narant is not an imperial force, although they lost this competition, it is not impossible to make up for it.

A small principality that doesn't need much weaponry at all.

And if there are more weapons and equipment, it is naturally used for sale.

In this way, in any case, they must make good friends with Narant first, so that it is convenient for the empire to win Narant in the future.

And Narant is well aware of the thoughts of a group of representatives of the empire who suddenly became enthusiastic.

However, he didn't mind the hypocritical politeness of these nobles.

Because he also has the intention to be an arms dealer, he responded enthusiastically to the greetings of the nobles.

In this way, Narant and most of the noble representatives were polite for a long time before returning to the wine tavern with his subordinates.

On the road, Narant's motorcade was also enthusiastically watched by the crowd. Whether it was a human or a dwarf, they all pointed at the motorcade.

Even some daring dwarves asked loudly towards Mario at the front of the team.

The question asked was naturally about Eye of the Storm Spirits, where they could buy it, and they also wanted to try it.

"Mario doesn't think these dwarves are in the way, and immediately told everyone that the Eye of the Storm will also be sold in the Forge Castle in the future to face ordinary dwarves."

"However, it's a good day to wait for a while, because the order of the dwarf soldiers needs to be fulfilled first."

In this way, ordinary dwarves are satisfied and look forward to tasting the Eye of the Storm, which won by unanimous votes in the future.

And Narant and Natasha were not in the convoy at the moment, because he was worried that his face would be seen by the people in the Blue Emerald Tavern.

After all, his Eye of the Storm was purified from Emerald Spirit.

Of course, in fact, Narant also thinks too much.

Even if he was really seen by the people of the Blue Jade Principality, they would not have thought that the Eye of the Storm was purified from Jade Spirit.

After all, they know the level of Jade Spirits best in their hearts.

Even if there is a slight possibility, they will not let the price of Jade Spirits be sold as low as three gold coins in a pot.

What's more, it was unanimous to participate in the brewing competition.

To really improve to this point, it would be almost the same unless the gods personally used divine power to transform them.

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After returning to the tavern, Narant did not stop, and walked directly towards the Fortress of the Furnace with a few guards.

Of course, he did not immediately go to enter the furnace castle, but stopped at the gate.

"Dear guest, welcome to Felix Tavern, I don't know what wine you need!"

When Narant entered the tavern, there were not too many people in the tavern at the moment, because many people were still on their way back and did not arrive at the tavern.

"I'm not here to drink, but to collect my bonus!"

"Bonus?" The attendant was taken aback. ,

Although he didn't go to the scene, the people sent by the tavern had already sent the results back a moment ago.

The result this time not only exceeded the expectations of the audience, but also exceeded the expectations of the Felix Tavern.

Originally thought that this year's winner would be drawn between the Bach Empire and the Blue Shield Empire again, but unexpectedly, such a dark horse as Storm Collar suddenly appeared.

Of course, although unexpected, this is indeed more happy for the Felix Tavern.

Because whether it is the Bach Empire or the Blue Shield Empire, the number of bets has reached tens of thousands of gold coins.

If either of the two wins, the Felix Tavern will not be able to make any money on this big head. It can only maintain it without losing money, and then rely on the bets of those small principalities to make money.

But now, because of Storm Collar's victory, it can be said that the Felix Tavern is making a lot of money.

And this storm collar, although the odds are very high, but because no one has ever heard of it before, only know its wine, so no one bet at all.

At the very least, the servant himself had never seen anyone bet even a single gold coin on Storm Leader before he left work last night.

"Dear guest, do you know the result of this competition? It was Storm Leader who won!" Although he felt that the guest in front of him must be a little confused, the attendant still politely reminded him.

"Yeah, it's Storm Leader, and I bet five hundred gold coins!" Narant smiled slightly, and it wasn't the attendant who received him in the morning.

Saying that, he took out the voucher for the bet at that time.

When the attendant saw the certificate, his eyes widened and his throat subconsciously swallowed.

Although he only bet five hundred gold coins, at fifty times the odds, it is 25,000 gold coins.

"Honorable guest, you... wait a moment, I'll call the steward!" The attendant stammered an apology, and then quickly walked towards the back of the tavern.

It didn't take long for the steward of Felix Tavern to be called over.

When he saw Narant's certificate and checked the tent registered in the morning, although the corner of his mouth twitched, the steward could only honestly hand over 25,000 gold coins.

He only remembered to check the bets of other empires and small principalities in the morning, and he didn't care that there were people betting in the Storm Territory.

When he got the final result a moment ago, he had already figured out how to send a letter back to the empire to obtain the merit for himself, but now that 25,000 gold coins were taken away, this merit was immediately reduced by one tenth.

"Thank you for the stewardship, the reputation of Felix Tavern is guaranteed!"

Letting Big Stone and the others hold five wooden treasure chests, Narant thanked the manager of the Feili tavern very happily, and then left the tavern directly.

"Sir, someone is following us!"

After leaving the tavern, Narant took Big Stone and the others directly into the Fortress of the Furnace.

However, on the way, the big stone suddenly reminded.

"Don't worry about them, they won't have the guts to follow them later!" Narant didn't care at all.

Twenty-five thousand gold coins, even in this sacred continent, is not a small amount of wealth.

Therefore, he had long expected such an outburst.

This is also the reason why he only bet five hundred gold coins when he bet in the morning.

It's not that his heart is not big enough, but that he is afraid that it is too big to eat.

However, I believe that when Du Fu knows his identity, he should not trouble himself for these 25,000 gold coins.

"Yes, my lord!" Big Stone nodded and said nothing.

Soon, Narant brought a group of subordinates to the deepest part of the Furnace Castle, where the dwarf palace of the King of the Hill was located.

Seeing that Narant and the others were politely welcomed into the palace by the dwarf soldiers, a look of surprise immediately appeared on their tails who secretly followed Narant and others not far away.