Trist heard Graves' voice.

It was a real surprise – to be honest, without the big smoking gun by his side, Trist sometimes felt really uncomfortable.

I always feel like it's a lot less fun.

Merely...... Judging from what he just said, this fool seems to have some opinions about himself?

With a blink of an eye, Trist decided to teach him a little lesson.

The cards flew by, and Trist disappeared in place - the next moment, he appeared behind Graves and struck him straight in the ass.

Unsuspecting, Graves was kicked to the ground, the cigar in his mouth crisply sticking to his face, scorching his stubble.

Trist couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, but he didn't know that Graves fell to the floor and hooked his own foot with his boot - Trist fell immediately, and then Graves stepped on Triste's hat without hesitation.

"Trist—you damn bastard......"

The two guys, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, were fighting incessantly as soon as they met, which Rhodes didn't pay much attention to at first - but when he found out that Graves was starting to look for a gun and Trist pulled out a deck of cards, he had to just intervene to stop the pointless fight.

"Alright, be quiet." Forcibly separating them with an arcane force field, Rhodes finally put a break before things could escalate, "You two were wrestled as soon as they met, and it had a very bad impact. ”

Although they didn't get Rhodes's wrestling terrier, Trist and Graves were decent people after all, so they finally snorted coldly and ended the confrontation, and then the bear hugged it as a real reunion after a long absence.

"I've seen it, I've seen it." Rhodes turned the conversation to business, "Graves, listening to you, it seems that the construction of the supply depot is not going well?" ”

"What do you mean it's not going well?" Graves rekindled a cigar and took a hard puff, "That's pretty bad, I don't know how disgusting this place is without that plant girl......"

Plant chick?

Rod was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he should be talking about Xena.

“…… Snakes and insects are everywhere, and the ghost knows how small a crack can sneak into a snake, the main body of this building is marble, but a snake can come out of the cracks in the walls and windows, and even the toilet bowl can drill a snake, and many construction workers have to quit their jobs without even getting paid, and the Leather City Guild has warned me several times......"

"Didn't you say you were going to hire Bilgewater sailors?" Hearing this, Rod frowned, "They should be more comfortable with this environment, right?" ”

"You don't know the virtues of the sailors of Bilgewater." Speaking of this, Graves' brow furrowed even deeper, "Those bastards are lazy, and they feast on my wine quite often - you will have to be reimbursed for this drink, and those Demacia spirits have been lost by these bastards......"

"Yes, you can." Rhodes was not so stingy about this, "I still have some Demacia somewhere—but it's not a spirit, it's a sweet wine, you might make do with it." ”

"Mulled wine?" Graves' eyes widened in dissatisfaction, "Isn't that thing for?" ”

"It would be nice to have." Rhodes took out several barrels of Demacia liqueur directly from his space backpack, "Love or not!" ”

……………………

After calming Graves' displeasure, Rode, Trist, and Graves arrived in the makeshift conference room to formally discuss the next steps.

"The makeshift depot looks like it's in a bit of trouble, though." Rod quickly spread out and hung up the map, and lit up the arcane marker at the supply station, "But the overall construction period is okay, and what we need to think about now is how to expand our power next...... Graves, how's the wine? ”

"Hiccup—" Graves contentedly lowered his glass, "yes, it smells so good!" ”

"Incense will give me concentration!" Rod snatched the wine glass in his hand, "I've already satisfied my cravings, and I want to continue drinking to solve the problem first!" ”

"Okay." Graves could only shake his head to sober himself up a little, "Actually, we've also made some contact with the local big river nomads as you requested. ”

"How did it turn out?"

"It's hard for them to deal with." Speaking of the river nomads, Graves looked pained, "They only accept short-term employment for up to three days—more than three days of work, it's useless to add money." ”

"Nomad traditions." "The river wanderers are the wanderers of this world, and they will not leave their tribe for more than three days, and if they do, they will be banished completely, because they are 'tainted with the breath of outsiders'—that's." ”

"That's pretty much it." Graves nodded, "So we're hiring at most three days of ultra-day labor, and three days to be honest...... Not much. ”

"Understood." Rhodes nodded, signaling his understanding, "Although they don't resist trade and contact, they don't want to be too involved with outsiders - that's what you mean?" ”

"That's right." Graves nodded, "They've always been very difficult to talk to, and if they ask any questions that concern their clan, they just shut up - you can only get something useful when you're drunk." ”

"After getting drunk?" Rod raised his eyebrows in some surprise, "What, it's useful to pour alcohol?" ”

"Useful, but difficult." Graves scratched his head, "Hell knows why these guys are so drunk, and we've got the best sailors here to get them drunk, and I even went out and got them drunk once—and then there's not enough to drink." ”

"The Great River Nomad is good for wine?" Rod looked at Trist beside him, "Is there still such a custom?" ”

"Yes." Trist nodded, "Actually, most of the proceeds from the Great River Nomad trade are exchanged for wine - I personally don't like alcohol, but wine is important among the River Nomads, and everyone has a better amount of alcohol. ”

"So, the river nomads are never afraid to fight with people?"

"Of course not." Trist nodded again, "There are a lot of jokes about river nomads and wine in Bilgewater - there are even many people who think that river nomads drink sweet wine for two purposes, one is to moisten their throats and the other is to rinse their mouths. ”

Hearing Trist say this, he blinked, and Rhodes suddenly felt as if he had found a good way to get close to the river nomads and get on good terms with them......

Is it wine?

I happen to have some good wine here.