Naturally, Battle's outfit quickly became the object of attention, and even the head of the association, Thorn, walked into the hall and spoke on behalf of the Mercenary Association, his eyes frequently looked in the direction of Battle, obviously Battle's appearance was too exciting for the mercenaries. But fortunately, although many people have doubts in their hearts, they still know the meaning of the cold winter festival in Ludao, so they don't show too much gaffe.

As Rhodes imagined, at the Winter Festival, Thorn first judged on behalf of the Mercenary Guild on what the mercenaries had done in the Principality of Moon over the past year. Originally, everyone should have enjoyed themselves at such a time, but due to the riots in the south, this winter festival has a bit of a serious atmosphere. The two mercenary guilds in the south were disbanded, and even most of the mercenary group members who participated in the southern riots were arrested and executed, so the mercenary group leaders who came to participate in the festival on behalf of the south this time were worried. And Thorn has obviously been instructed by the royal family to strictly require the major mercenary groups and guilds to take care of their subordinates.

Regarding the identity of Rod, Thorn did not mention it at the festival, on the contrary, he made an announcement on the integration of the southern mercenary force in the future, and in the announcement, Rod's Starlight Guild did not obtain jurisdiction over the southern mercenary force, but the Purple Lily and Cole's Eagle temporarily replaced the original Heavenly Sword and Freedom Wings to manage the southern mercenary force. Although it was not stated on the surface, everyone also understood that this must be a deal between Rhodes and the Mercenary Association. It's just that since the decision has been made, there is no way to ——— even if they are still dissatisfied with it.

After a brief cutscene, the banquet officially entered the rhythm of eating, drinking and merrymaking. The mercenaries don't have as much leisure as the nobles, dancing with their female companions in the luxuriously decorated and beautiful hall, and chatting with the nobles around them while listening to the band, so boring things the mercenaries won't do. For them, good wine and good meat are the right way. The rest are just playthings to pass the time.

Soon, the banquet hall, which had been a little deserted because of the president's speech, gradually became lively, and many people raised their wine glasses, cheered loudly, and chatted and drank at the same time. The atmosphere in the entire banquet hall was quite noisy for a while, and all kinds of sounds filled people's ears. If you don't raise your voice, you won't even be able to hear what people are saying.

However, in the upper part of the banquet hall, the noise was still much quieter, and although there were only three people seated there, it was very quiet. Even the mercenaries who drank their glasses instinctively lowered their voices when they walked here, and because of this, the noise here was not so noisy.

Victor leaned back in his chair, playing with the wine glass in his hand, and squinted at the banquet hall in front of him. However, he was not enjoying the banquet in front of him, but thinking about how to accept and take over the mess left by Heavenly Sword. Unlike Battle, Victor has always maintained a considerable political sensitivity, and from the royal family's involvement in this matter, he can sense that the Duchy of Moon is likely to take this opportunity to change the tradition of the Mercenary Association within the Duchy of Moon, and if he can manipulate it properly, then it is very likely that the Eagle of Cole will not only be temporary, but will always hold the management of these mercenaries. If that's the case. Then he had to do something to win the approval of the royal family of Moon and the Grand Duke of Lydia. That's it. Maybe he can also be rewarded and rewarded by the royal family like Rod.........

Thinking of this, Victor couldn't help but turn his head and look at his side. And at this moment, Battle's voice rang out.

"Come on, boy. One more drink! ”

After the banquet began, Battle's expression quickly returned to normal, and he looked at him smiling so happily as if he had completely forgotten the humiliation he was currently subjected to. However, as his old friend, Victor knew very well that Battle was obviously not willing to admit defeat. From what he is doing now, it is obvious that this old friend of his intends to save face from another battlefield.

"Come on, boy, go on, hahaha, how's it going? It's a good wine, isn't it? ”

Battle smiled as he picked up the flask and filled Rod's glass. On the surface, he is still a man, admitting to gambling and losing, since he said in the previous bet that the loser should pour wine for the winner in women's clothes, it is not surprising that Battle would do such a thing.

But......... It also depends on moderation.

The wine glasses used in the mercenary banquets were not the small crystal cups that the nobles often used, and even strictly speaking, they were not drinking at all, but tasting wine. However, the mercenaries were apparently not interested in the scarcity and unpleasant way of drinking, and the wine glasses placed on the Winter Festival banquet were almost all fist-sized wooden cups made of rough wood with an iron hoop wrapped in an iron hoop. And the mercenaries love to fill their glasses and then raise their heads and drink them all, which seems to them to be the most comfortable and manly way.

It's just that even if a mercenary drinks too much, it is already the limit to be able to drink more than ten drinks in this situation.

"Hahh..............."

Victor looked at Battle with a "sincere and enthusiastic" smile, and once again picked up the wine jug in his hand to fill it for Rod, and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly. Of course, he knew what his old friend was thinking, and Battle's alcohol consumption was unmatched among mercenaries, and he could even drink three barrels of spirits without changing his face. He even created a brave deed of overthrowing all the mercenaries by himself at the Winter Festival. It was almost a nightmare, in the entire banquet hall, almost all the mercenaries were poured to the point that they couldn't get up, but Battle still sat in his seat without changing his face and heartbeat and laughed, and it was after that time that all the mercenaries knew that whoever they were looking for to drink should not look for this monster——— because there was not blood but alcohol flowing in his veins!

Now it seems that Battle is obviously planning to overthrow Rhodes and make him a big fool in front of everyone, so that he will be psychologically balanced. But............... Thinking of this, Victor glanced at the empty wine barrel beside the two of them, and involuntarily twitched the corners of his mouth.

Is it that simple?

For Battle's persuasion. Rhodes didn't react, he was still as expressionless as ever, and he drank all the wine that Battle had poured without the slightest stagnation.

"Good!"

Seeing Rod's movements, Battle smiled and gave him a thumbs up, and then poured his own glass full of wine as well. Then he picked up the wine glass, craned his neck and drank it all in one gulp. Then he smiled and showed Rod his empty wine glass, then lifted the flask next to him with one hand and continued to fill Rode's glass.

As time passed, the originally noisy banquet hall gradually became quieter, and those mercenaries who were originally drinking and eating meat were now attracted by the "competition" between Rhodes and Battle above. I saw that beside the two of them, four empty wine barrels had fallen to the ground, but the two of them were still one cup and one cup of glass, and they didn't listen to it at all. At this time, many mercenaries already knew why Bartel would come to the banquet hall in such a strange and perverted outfit. It's just that seeing this scene in front of them still amazes them.

Battle was known to drink a lot, and because of this, it was only a matter of time before Rhodes fell in the eyes of the mercenaries. Among these people, there are many people who are dissatisfied with Rhodes and plan to see his jokes. In the eyes of the mercenaries, the nobles are all mothers-in-law, delicate and slender guys. And Rod's appearance is even more contemptible. If it weren't for the strength he showed at the Midsummer Festival beyond everyone's imagination, I'm afraid just looking at the current appearance of Rod. No one could have imagined that he would be a master of swordsmanship.

The mercenaries had been waiting for Rhodes to be thrown to the ground, sliding off their chairs with trembling legs and sloppy bodies, so that they would at least have a handle to mock Rhodes. But as the minutes passed, the night became darker and darker, and the performance of the mercenaries also changed like never before. They stared at the scene in amazement, unable to believe their eyes. Even Victor turned sideways in surprise. Curiously and carefully looked at the two people beside him.

There were already seven or eight empty barrels around Rhodes and Battle at the moment, but the two sides didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. However, everyone has already seen that even Battle is flushed at this time, and even his tongue has begun to turn a little when he speaks. So. What about Rhodes?

"Again............ One more drink, boy............ You can really do it............"

Watching Battle slam a full glass of wine in front of him, Rod's expression did not change in the slightest, he picked up the glass, and then raised his glass to drink. Even under the gaze of everyone, Rod's movements were still very steady, and there was no sign of trembling or softness at all. After drinking, Rod gently placed the wine glass next to him——— but his face was still white, not even the slightest flush.

This young man is so perverted?!!

Seeing this scene in front of them, many mercenaries secretly slandered themselves in their hearts, knowing that the wine used in the cold winter festival was not the inferior products mixed with water in the tavern, but the best spirits. Although this kind of wine is delicious, it has a lot of stamina, and if it were them, I am afraid that no one will remember their own surname or name after two barrels. But right now, these two people have drunk nearly ten barrels ——— Holy Soul, so much wine, I'm afraid it will kill them!

"What a ............!!"

Looking at the wine glass that Rod put on the table, Battle's tongue was already spinning, he shook his head, then stood up and gave Rod a thumbs up, and then saw Battle pick up the wine glass in his hand, and then drank it all, and then he smiled at Rod, and then Battle bent down again, intending to pick up the barrel and pour the wine——— but at this time, he saw that Battle's feet suddenly softened, and then he saw him "bang" on the table, and the dull sound made everyone startled, Soon, however, when they looked up again, they saw that Battle had closed his eyes and was asleep deep asleep...............

It was a comical scene for everyone, a strong man in a tight-fitting pink dress and white stockings, and a girl's lace headdress on his head, planted headlong on the table with his tongue sticking out. The two stout legs were half-kneeling on the ground, and the smell of alcohol and sweat were everywhere all over their bodies, and they looked really embarrassed. But now no one laughed at Battle's embarrassment, and it was the first time they had seen this man being overturned............ So, what about Rod?

Under everyone's gaze, Rod glanced at Battle beside him. But he didn't fall down with a "bang" as others thought. Instead, in front of everyone's gaze, Rhodes stood up, and he even had time and the mood to straighten out his clothes and make them smooth again. Then, Rod nodded at Victor next to him.

"Mr. Victor, Mr. Battle will take care of you."

After saying this, Rod didn't look at the other people's expressions again, on the contrary. He just left his seat like that. Then he walked out of the banquet hall under the gaze of everyone. It wasn't until Rod's figure completely disappeared into the passage that the mercenaries, as if they had been immobilized, came back to their senses, they looked at each other, and they saw the incredible look in each other's eyes. Because they could all see that Rod's performance was very normal, his expression was the same as always, and his complexion did not change in the slightest. And his movements were the same as always, and he didn't look drunk at all. But............ How is this possible?

The heavy door slammed shut. Shut out the noise in the ballroom. The corridor was very quiet, and most of the people were still enjoying the banquet of the Winter Festival. And Rod left the banquet hall straight and walked into the corridor in the atrium, only then did he wave his backhand, and then a white light flashed, and Celia soon appeared beside Rode.

"The hosts. What's ........."

Before Celia could finish her sentence, her brow furrowed.

"Master, ............... are you?"

"Ah............... Celia, please send me back, I'm afraid I can't walk alone............"

Rod said. He waved his hand at Celia, then turned and walked to the side. Celia, on the other hand, was quick and grabbed Rod's arm.

"Master, it's a railing! Have you been drinking? ”

"There's a guy who wants to see my jokes, how could I possibly .................. Woo..................!!! ”

After this, Celia managed to send Rhodes back to the room, but luckily she didn't meet anyone else along the way. Rod returned to the room without any disturbance. But at this time, Rhodes was already a little unbearable. He was not a drinker in the first place, and even if he drank before, he only drank some wine or red wine or something, but this time, in the face of Battle's provocation, Rhodes did not choose to escape. Of course, he knows that there are many people who want to see his jokes, so he can't let them see ——— fortunately, although Rod doesn't know what attributes Lu Dao is, his physique value is very high, which is enough to ensure that Rod can be invincible in the process of fighting with Battle. With Rhodes' high physique attributes at the moment, even ordinary poisons can't cause him effective damage, let alone just a mere spirit.

But there are limits to everything.

Even if it is pure water, drinking ten buckets will still kill people, in fact, when Battle can't hold on, Rod can't find out that he has reached the limit. He was even ready to "die together" with the other party, but fortunately, Battle's endurance was obviously worse, and in the end, Rod still laughed the most——— and it was only fifty steps and a hundred steps.

"Master, please wait............"

Helping the groggy Rhodes to the bed, Celia couldn't help but sigh. As a summoning elf, she had never expected such a thing to happen. Originally, Celia thought that Rhodes summoned herself out this time and wanted to talk to her about what happened in the Holy Spirit Monastery, but now Celia is not willing to talk about it, at least, until now, even she herself has not sorted out her mood. I didn't expect it............ Such a thing would have happened.

"Master, please respect yourself, drinking too much wine is not good for your body, my holy art can relieve your pain, but it can't help you sober ...............up," said Celia, who stretched out her right hand, and at this moment, I saw Rod's body suddenly turn and fall forward. And the War Angel Girl couldn't react, so she was pushed forward with a tie............

“……………”

There was silence in the room, and Celia opened her eyes wide in panic, looking at Rhodes lying on top of her, completely unsure of what to say. It wasn't until a moment later that the War Angel Girl coughed awkwardly and reached out to push Rhodes away. But just as Celia stretched out her right hand, Rod suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Celia's hand.

"Lord, master?"

This sudden scene surprised Celia, who stared blankly into Rod's dark eyes, but didn't know what to say. But before she could say anything more, Rhodes leaned over and kissed Celia on the lips.

“…………！！”

The Battle Angel Maiden's eyes widened in surprise, her brain was completely blank in the face of this sudden attack, and the strong smell of wine and Rhodes's peculiar smell came from her mouth, which even made Celia feel a little dizzy. But Rod's movements were not limited to this, he reached out and gently stroked the body of the War Angel Maiden, and then pressed his palm against the armor on Celia's chest.

“………… Woo!! ”

Through the armor, feeling Rod's touch, Celia couldn't help but tremble, but at the same time, Rhodes raised his head, he blew his eyes, and his eyes that were originally confused and out of focus seemed to have regained a little clarity.

"What............ It's Celia............ I say.................. How to race lestina to be hard ........."

After saying this vaguely, Rod closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Only the War Angel Girl was left looking at him blankly, her face almost dripping blood............ (To be continued.) )