Novel Wait
Chapter 575 - 226 I Also Want to Watch Together_3
Chapter 575: Chapter 226 I Also Want to Watch Together_3
Ange crushed, blended, and sealed it, then placed his finger on it, equivalent to a year of cellar aging. He then singled out a dwarf approximately on par with Copper Beard and had him drink it.
The dwarf went berserk, only to rupture a blood vessel from the strength of the alcohol after a bout of activity, nearly dying. Had it not been for Ange, he surely would have died.
“See, it doesn’t work. The alcohol is too strong. Perhaps we should use the previous recipe,” Negris said.
“No.” Durken had a different opinion: “Brew everything, just a little less of the beetroot wine, and least of this kind. The regular dwarves can’t handle the alcohol strength, but surely the Dwarf King can?”
“Oh? Isn’t that risky? What if he can’t handle it? If the Dwarf King dies from our wine, it will drive the dwarves mad.” Negris expressed his concern.
Durken shook his head: “If dwarves are the kind I used to know, as soon as they have the beetroot wine and learn there’s a stronger version, they’d definitely want to taste it; you wouldn’t be able to stop them. All we have to do is keep ourselves out of it.”
If alcoholics knew about stronger drinks, even if they knew it was poison, they couldn’t resist tasting it. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be dwarves stealing blood-consuming potions to drink.
Lord Anthony agreed wholeheartedly with Durken’s view and was very satisfied with the effect of the beetroot wine. “With so many types of wine, I refuse to believe the dwarves won’t be willing to lend us their battle chessboard. They wouldn’t lose a piece of flesh just for looking.”
Copper Beard was greatly surprised when he received a visitation request from Lord Anthony and ‘Ascetic Monk An.’ Although he had recently sent twenty thousand tons of food over as a goodwill gesture, he was amazed that Anthony was bold enough to come onto his turf. Did Anthony trust him that much?Nôv(el)B\\jnn
Copper Beard is the current Dwarf King, self-proclaimed Thunder God of War, but he knew the truth: the Dwarves no longer had a god.
Once, the dwarves had two deities, the War God, and the God of Forging. Alas, they had all disappeared a thousand years ago. Now, him calling himself the Dwarven God of War was nothing more than a bluff.
Not only did Anthony visit in person, but he also brought several carts of fine wine.
“This is Dream Algae Rice Wine, this is Moon Grass Barley Wine, this is Dewdrop Wine, this is Beetroot Wine; just a small token of goodwill, I hope Your Majesty will not find it disrespectful.” Anthony introduced: “This Beetroot Wine is particularly suitable for the descendants of the War God. It can trigger a frenzy, vastly boosting your strength.”
Copper Beard’s eyes lit up looking at the various types of wine. Already unable to restrain himself, he held back and asked, “Lord Anthony, you are too kind. If you have a request, don’t hesitate to mention it. Any request within the abilities of us Dwarfs will definitely not be declined.”
Dwarfs are only straightforward, not foolish. If a grand cardinal deigns to personally bring gifts, it can’t possibly be a casual visit. Just tell them what you want, get it over with, and then drink away!
“Uhh, maybe we could drink first…” Copper Beard’s attitude kind of disrupted Anthony’s rhythm.
“No, let us discuss first. Anything we can’t do, you can take the wine back.” Copper Beard said sorrowfully.
Anthony understood Copper Beard’s worry. He presumed it was the wine being drunk, and then Anthony proposed something they couldn’t do, impossible to vomit once consumed.
“It’s not a difficult task. It’s just that I want to look at your Battle Chessboard.” Anthony said helplessly.
Dwarves can be stubborn; once a decision is made, they are not easy to change. In hindsight, it would have been better to let the merchants transport the wine for sale first, allowing the dwarves to sample these pleasant wines.
Now, without even having a taste, they could refuse without any guilt. This was a miscalculation, made in haste.
Upon hearing this request, Copper Beard had a weird look on his face: “That’s not a problem, but I want to watch too.”
Watching together was a reasonable request, but why would Copper Beard look so odd about it?
It was only after Copper Beard had distributed the wine, drank a round to the point where it couldn’t be vomited up, and then brought everyone to the Battle Chess relic, that Anthony understood why Copper Beard looked so peculiar: “Kvada! You can’t even activate the Battle Chess relic?”
“Yes, if you can activate it, take your time looking. Let me watch as well, I’ve never seen a replay of a god’s battle.” Copper Beard replied.