Angolo crater.

Zutona.

The troll city in the forest is getting thriving day by day.

It's a vibrant place with new faces arriving every day. Every day a new landscape is created. Every day there are creations that amaze outsiders.

In the middle of the city, in the district of Dezla.

It is one of the city's most famous business districts, and currently the only one.

The backyard of "Time and Barbecue and Wine and Inn".

Originally, the name of the restaurant was Time & Yakiniku.

Later, the owner added wine to its name, and after a while, she added an inn affix to its name.

It sounds like a long name, but it's not for the owner himself, but for the old customers.

Everyone is used to its quirky name, because the wine and grilled meat here are really some of the best in Zutona.

Especially the fine wine, it can be said that the whole of Zutonari is the best wine here!

Attracted by these two good things, even its slightly expensive accommodation fee is easier to understand.

After all, it's a "red" shop......

Is there any problem with the charge being a little more expensive?

If you have a problem, turn left or right when you go out, there are many similar shops next to it!

At this moment, the owner of the most prosperous commercial hotel complex in Zutona is in the backyard, receiving her former compatriots.

"Ahh Kenoz! Glad you're here. You are here and I feel that today is a lucky day. A "troll" girl who was neither tall nor short, and looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, bared her little fangs happily.

Opposite her was a "High Elf", a rarity in Zutona.

"Mistress Cromy."

The High Elves were curious and a little puzzled, "Don't you like the appearance of a dwarf the most?" How can it be kept ......"

"Hmm...... This is my trade secret. Kenoz. Well, it's not a secret. Because I want my customers to feel more at home to my store, I naturally want to be like them. Chromie, who is young on the outside, but is actually much older than the Bronze Dragon King, waved his hand and said.

"Okay."

Kenoz, whose full name is Kenozdom, is a High Elf in appearance. In fact, he is a bronze dragon, a member of the Guardians of Time.

For a clan boss like Chromie, Kenozdorm, who is an ordinary bronze dragon, respects the choices and practices of the boss.

He explained his purpose.

"Lord Soridomi asked me to come here to help you. For His Majesty Nozdorm has sent back a directive from the long river of time, and he wants me to come here to help you......"

"That's why I'm here."

His words made Chromie a little puzzled, and the bronze dragon in the shape of a troll girl thought about it with a thin frown.

"I'm good here, there's no shortage of dragon hands ......"

"How could Your Majesty say I need help?"

Can't figure it out.

But Nozdom itself, even within the clan, is a mysterious, embodied symbol of what he does must refer.

In many cases, no other bronze dragon except himself knew why.

But in the end, when the answer was revealed, his various methods were proven to be correct.

Anyway, just listen to his command, for many years, the bronze dragons and Chromie have always been like this.

"Okay. I accept your coming. Dear Kenoz. Chromie nodded.

But she looked at him and said, "But if you really want to stay here and help me." You need to change your appearance, and this one will stand out here! ”

"Changing ......"

"Can I not change it?" Kenoz hesitated and said that he was a little mindful of becoming a troll.

"Then you can only go back. Replaced by other dragons are coming. Chromie said. Don't you see me all like this? ”

"I'd like to switch to another dragon......" Kenoz muttered.

But His Majesty the Dragon King named him, and it was impossible for other dragons to come, and he didn't have the face to let other dragons come.

"I'll change." Kenoz could only grit his teeth and say.

"Hah! That's what a member of the Time Keepers should look like! For the future of Azeroth, for the stability of time. What's so amazing about the change in appearance? What's more, it's just a shapeshift! Chromie said nonchalantly.

"You're right." Kenoz had nothing to say.

"Hmm...... You've come just in time. ”

Chromie looked at Kenoz and suddenly laughed for no reason, and the more he laughed, the happier he became.

The young bronze dragon was a little flustered, not knowing what the big guy wanted to do.

"There's something I need your help with!" Just as he was guessing for no reason, Chromie's expression suddenly became serious.

"This has to do with the future of Azeroth, and with the stability of time. This kind of thing, only Kenoz can do well. Cromy said.

Is this being praised by the big guy?

The young bronze dragon was a little excited in his heart, he didn't expect that a famous boss like Chromie would take himself so seriously.

"I'm going to give it my all. But there are a lot of powerful seniors in the clan, and I can't do better than them. Kenozdorm said modestly.

"No, no, no, on some simple little trick of time. You're really good, and even Soridomi has praised you for your time control over small items. Chromie said with a smile on him.

"Is that it?" Kenozdom's heart was happy, because it was his merits that Chromie boasted of.

In terms of controlling the passage of time for small items, he is indeed better among dragons of the same age in the clan.

"Huh...... It's just a little good at it. Kenoz said with a smile.

"Young dragon. Don't be modest. I say you can do it, you can do it! Chromie patted him on the shoulder very "bigly".

"Hehe...... Kenoz was not modest, nor was he refusal, so he had to smile silly.

This kind of giggle looks a little out of place on the face of a "High Elf" who should be arrogant.

But Chromie said, "Let's go." Kenoz, I'll take you to the best of your ability. I can actually do this task, but I can't control it well enough! You should be very good at it! ”

"Okay."

Kenozdorm said obligedly: "I will definitely do my best!" ”

"Let's go!"

Chromie takes the descendants of the clan to the basement of Time and Barbecue and Wine and Inn, a room full of jars.

"Right here." Chromie pointed to the jar on the ground with a serious expression. "Kenoz, play to the talent you do best. Speed up the time of these jars, let their time go to fifty, forget it, twenty years later! ”

Kenoz looked at these swarthy jars, and looked at the Chromie boss with a serious expression, like a great enemy.

He was speculating in his heart about what was in these jars that could make Chromie look like this.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

Angolo Crater is so close to Silisus that it is separated by only a mountain range. And Silisus is sealing a dark boss, Cthun!

Perhaps these altars have something to do with the Old Gods, because only the power of the Old Gods or the Burning Legion makes the Guardian Dragons so nervous.

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Kenoz, who had not yet faced the forces of the ancient gods and demons, suddenly became serious and nervous.

Looking at these jars, I was casually nervous and a little afraid.

The swarthy jar looks like ordinary ceramic.

A jar is a kind of container.

There is no doubt that it is a container, and a container is also a shackle, a curse.

Whoever picks it up may lose his soul and be dominated by a will, which is all-encompassing, and everyone can only record himself, not escape.

Although their appearance is extremely ordinary, they are just jars.

On all four sides of the smooth surface, only the one facing the bronze dragon was as cold as a corpse.

Being in the same room with them made Kenoz feel that he could even hear the jars breathing slightly as the air fell silent, but it didn't look like the sound of some living creature at all, heavy, oppressive, dry, boring, foul-smelling heat, and the light whispers were suffocating.

The shapes of the altars are intertwined and arranged in a strange shape. Lying horizontally on the ground, like a blasphemous altar, on top of which lay an indescribable object.

The object inside the jar, Kenoz could not describe.

But just imagining this already made a powerful bronze dragon feel chills from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, it happened that Chromie's voice sounded again: "Hurry up and work, Kenoz." I'm busy! ”

The big guy's voice interrupted Kenoz's association, allowing him to recover from that cold state.

"Hoo ......"

He took a deep breath.

Since it is related to the ancient gods, it must not be taken lightly.

Kenozdorm solemnly prepared the magic of time, and the mysterious yellow light shone brightly in the basement.

At this time, he heard Chromie solemnly explain: "Remember, only let their time pass for 20 years." Less, but never more! Otherwise, it's trouble! ”

Kenozdorm nodded solemnly, indicating that he would definitely do his best.

Immediately afterward, the power of time descended on the small basement, shrouded in the ceramic jars where the "evil" of the ancient gods was hidden.

Soon, the dark light dimmed.

Kenozdorm gasped a little tiredly, and said proudly to the big guy, "My lord." I did it, twenty years have passed! Not a minute more, not a minute less! ”

He didn't dare to say seconds, because his control of time could only be accurate to this point at best.

"Well done!" Chromie patted him on the shoulder, looking very pleasant. "Now use magic to change you to a troll, then go up there, and I'll give you a job!"

"Okay." Kenozdorm followed Chromie out of the basement.

It was only in the middle of the way that he asked the big guy curiously, "Lord Cromy, can I know what's in those jars?" ”

It's okay if you say no.

Because if you can't even know yourself, you can prove the wickedness in the jar!

He thought.

Unexpectedly, Chromie replied immediately without looking back:

"Why not? There's nothing to hide! ”

Yes?!

Can you tell me!

Kenozdorm, the young bronze dragon's mood was a little uplifted, and the exhaustion caused by casting spells too hard was swept away in this mood.

Am I old enough to be involved in something like this?

The excited Kenoz began to sluggish the next moment, for Chromie said:

"The jar is full of wine! It's sake!! It's sake!! I paid a fortune to buy it, and this basement is my wine cellar! Hey! Kenoz, do you know why the wine in my store tastes so good and mellow? ”

Kenoz was already stupid.

He opened his mouth wide and subconsciously said, "Why? ”

"Why? Didn't you just do it yourself?! Hey! I unleashed the power of time on my wine! The new sake that has just been brewed has been used with the magic of time, and it becomes a good sake for 10 or 20 years! That way, of course, it tastes great! ”

"I used to do this kind of thing. Kenoz, when you come, I'll be at ease. The work of adding vintage to the wine will be left to you in the future! ”

Kenoz opened his mouth.

Is it wine?! Is it wine?! The "evil of the ancient gods" in the jar is wine?!

It's actually wine!!

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