As soon as he took a step, he suddenly thought of something, Richard looked at the bartender, raised his hand, handed a silver coin in his hand to the other party, and then took out two new silver coins and pushed them in front of the other party.

Richard spoke to the bartender, "Your words have almost solved all my problems, so according to the agreement, these three silver coins are yours." ”

"Thank you, then, the rich, unnamed gentleman. The bartender smiled, skillfully put the three silver coins into his pocket, and said with a smile, "If there is a similar business next time, I hope to find me!"

After speaking, the bartender looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, and that the tavern owner was not there, so he quickly took a bottle of freshly brewed beer from the wine cabinet behind him and handed it to Richard.

"By the way, you can take this, rich sir. The bartender said, "Just take it as this business, and I will return the favor to you." Well, don't be in a hurry to refuse, I know that people of your status don't like to drink this stuff. Actually, I don't like it either, it's sour and astringent, the same as expired vinegar.

But if you don't like to drink, and I don't like to drink, it doesn't mean that others don't like to drink, for example, the person you're going to talk to, the down-and-out Mr. Waltz, likes to drink. You walk over empty-handed and talk to the other person, and the other person may ignore you, but it will definitely not be too warm. And if you go with this bottle of wine, it may go a lot smoother, and maybe it will be completely at your disposal. ”

After listening to the bartender's words, Richard glanced at the other party, and his evaluation of the other party increased a few points, but he was not polite, took the wine bottle and turned around and walked towards the waltz.

......

Richard walked up to the waltz in the corner and immediately smelled a bad smell of alcohol.

The waltz, which has the same name as a famous dance genre on the earth, is sitting alone in the seat at this time, about forty years old, and looks really sloppy. His clothes were wrinkled, his hair was greasy, his body was half-crooked, his eyes were red, and he drank in silence.

Richard put the wine bottle on the other party's table, making a soft "bang" sound, the other party noticed it, slowly raised his head to take a look, and then lowered his head and said in a tone that no one approaches: "Stranger, if you want to drink, I advise you to go to the rest of the table, I am more unlucky, it is better to stay away from me, save me from passing on bad luck to you." ”

"No, I don't. Richard spoke up and looked at the other man, "I'm here for you, Mr. Waltz, and the wine is for you." ”

"Even, give me a drink?" Waltz listened, and raised his head again, not touching the bottle like a drunkard, but asked with some vigilance, "What do you want to do? I have nothing now, as if there is nothing worthy of you to invite me to a drink?"

Obviously, Waltz can change from an ordinary person to a mine owner, and he is still relatively smart. Even if you are at a low point in your life right now, the mind is still playing a role, and it will not really be controlled because of a bottle of wine. From this point of view, the bartender is a bit underestimating the waltz.

In fact, Richard didn't think that a bottle of wine could really make much of a difference, but it was better than nothing. He looked at the waltz and said in a loud voice: "Mr. waltz, what I want to do is very simple, that is, let you take me to your thirteenth mine to have a look. ”

"Go to my mine, why?" Waltz took a sip of inferior beer, choked on it because he drank it too quickly, coughed loudly several times before returning to normal, and looked at Richard, "My mine, now a graveyard of horrors, has nothing but death and corpses, why are you interested there?"

"Because I'm more curious about what's going on there, I want to find out the truth. Richard said.

"Are you serious?" said Waltz, who gave Richard a deep look, then shook his head, "I advise you that it is best to dismiss this idea." It's not the rest of the place, it's dangerous, it's more dangerous than you think. I don't know if the rumored demon is true or not, but a dozen of my employees, including my favorite nephew, Warno, did die there overnight. Therefore, ordinary people are sent to death when they go, and you better not go. ”

"Thank you Mr. Waltz for your concern, but I think I still have some ability to deal with danger. Richard said.

"Really?" Waltz said to Richard, not convinced, "It's nice to have confidence, just like I used to, but vulnerable before real danger, you know, boy!"

After waltz finished speaking, he didn't want to say anything more, picked up his beer bottle, tilted his neck and sent it to his mouth.

Richard looked at it, pointing to the waltz bottle.

The waltz kept moving, and kept pouring the wine into his mouth, but he couldn't pour it out for a while, twice, and three times, and the mouth of the bottle seemed to be blocked by something.

Strange!

Waltz paused, feeling the weight of the bottle, which was clearly a quarter of the wine in it, and looked up at the bottle in confusion. I could vaguely see that the cloudy liquor was slowly turning inside, and there was nothing blocking the mouth of the bottle, but it just couldn't flow out.

What the hell is going on?

Waltz wondered, when Richard suddenly withdrew his finger from the bottle.

"Whoa!"

The liquid in the bottle flowed out instantly, pouring the waltz on the face.

Waltz: "......"

Richard said at the right time: "Sorry, Mr. Waltz, this is just a small demonstration of my ability, I hope it doesn't make you angry." ”

"Huh?" Waltz wiped his face, looked at Richard, then at the bottle, and quickly rolled his eyes a few times, guessing a possibility, "You are the troublemaker?"

"Yes. Richard did not deny it.

"That ......" Waltz was a little angry at first, and wanted to stand up and vent, but suddenly realized something, stopped moving, and looked at Richard seriously for a long time.

"Hmm-" Waltz showed a conscious expression, restrained his movements, and bowed his head slightly, "Is it the wizard?" Oh, I didn't expect that a noble wizard like you would appear here, and be interested in the mine of a down-and-out little person like me, what a surprise. ”

"Mr. Waltz, I am indeed a wizard. "I do have an interest in your mine for some reason, and I think there are some things I need in your mine." I sincerely hope that you will take me to your mine and have a good look.

You're a smart person, and I don't think you should ask a question like 'What will happen if I don't say yes?'" And I can guarantee that if things go well, I can help you out of the situation you are in now. ”

"You're talking about...... Really?"

"Really. ”

"Then ......" Waltz hesitated slightly, and the next moment, he grabbed the wine bottle that Richard had placed on the table, uncorked it, poured it violently, looked at Richard and said, "Okay, I promised you, I'll take you to the mine now." ”

After speaking, Waltz was not verbose at all, and walked out of the tavern with the bottle, and Richard quickly followed.

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