The people of Harry's Castle, Abel Castle, and Bennett Castle were all notified and returned to their respective castles through the teleportation circle, most of them did not know the danger, as ordinary people, the experience of riding the teleportation circle can be remembered for a lifetime.

"Abel, is it over?" Knight Bennett asked instead of returning to Bennett Castle, but staying in Harry's Castle, his eyes looking at the three souls that soared into the sky.

"Father, it's over!" Abel revealed a hint of kindness in his voice, and his father's concern touched him.

"Abel, what's that?" Lord Marshall asked, standing aside and pointing to the soul light that rose into the sky.

"Uncle Marshall, those are three powerful souls left here!" Abel also looked at the soul light that soared into the sky, and the soul of a high-level wizard in this world would be so brilliant when he died, he replied.

Lord Marshall didn't ask again, he had seen two more dwarven wizards when he had just returned, and seeing the dwarves happy, he was sure that there should be no damage on Abel's side, and the dead were all enemies who came to attack, but with his knowledge, he didn't know what kind of enemy would leave such a terrible scene when he died.

Yes, it is a terrible scene, maybe for ordinary people, these three souls are beautiful miracles, but Lord Marshall and Knight Bennett both know that they will leave the castle and go out to hide because of the enemy's attack, and now when they come back, they see these three soul lights, it turns out that the enemy who is the enemy of Abel is so terrible, so terrible that it will be so brilliant when he dies.

"Father, Uncle Marshall, don't worry, the trouble has been solved!" Abel said to the two with a smile, but in his heart, he was thinking that at least there would be no trouble on the Holy Continent.

For four hours, a full four hours, Abel, the three dwarven senior wizards, the Wizard of Moulton, the wizard of Evelyn, and the wizard Murphy, as well as the other apprentice wizards, did nothing, just silently watched the three soul lights.

Seeing that the souls of the three seventeenth-level high-level wizards were slowly overflowing, even the eighteenth-level Valen high-level wizards and Larkin high-level wizards couldn't ignore the three soul lights and go to drink.

Several middle and low-level wizards such as Wizard Morton were in awe of the souls of powerful high-level wizards, while the three dwarven high-level wizards sighed at the death of three seventeenth-level high-level wizards at the same time.

In the evening, Bartoli personally cooked a table of dishes, of course, according to the custom of the Holy Continent, the dishes were served on a plate for each guest, for the soul light that had overflowed at night, she was the most thoughtless here, she had seen countless deaths.

Abel was not idle, he synthesized the three barrels of master wine again, and upgraded the master wine to a boutique master wine.

If the original master wine still has the shadow of rum, and the fine master wine that has been synthesized once has become another wine, for fear of producing some special new effects, he also let Bartoli taste this fine master wine first, and came to the conclusion that he is quite satisfied.

Because Abel's own body constitution has been transformed by Long Jing, he himself has an immune effect to many things, and the result given by Bartoli is that the original ability to drive away the cold and ice qi has been strengthened, which is a somewhat insignificant improvement, but in the taste of wine, it has been greatly improved.

The dwarves have helped Abel a lot, which makes him think of repayment, and the only thing he can repay without causing trouble is the master wine, and improving the quality of the master wine is a matter of course for him.

During dinner, Wizard Morton and several other wizards did not come, the gap in rank and status was too large, and it was not pleasant to eat together, so it was better to stay in their respective magic towers.

"Grandmaster Abel, I've heard that your dishes here are the best in the Holy Continent, and today is a chance to taste them!" Senior Wizard Varen sat in the first position on the far right of the long dining table, and he said to Abel who was sitting in the master's seat.

"I also heard that boy Bernie blow it when he goes back, and it seems that he can't be called a gourmand if he hasn't eaten Grandmaster Abel's dishes. The senior wizard of Larkin was also very expectant, looking at the empty table, waiting for the dishes.

At this time, only Abel and the three dwarven senior wizards in the entire dining room, Lord Marshall and Knight Bennett dined in the small dining room, leaving space for a few wizards.

When the servant came up with the dishes, the senior wizard of Valen and the senior wizard of Larkin almost had time to start when they smelled the aroma, of course, at their status, etiquette was no longer important, and it was the pursuit of wizards to do whatever they wanted.

Abel smiled and watched the two high-level wizards sober up from their realizations, the more high-level wizards they were, the more precious this perception became.

"Grandmaster Abel, it looks like I'm going to stay here for ten days!" said Senior Wizard Valen as he came to his senses.

"Stay, stay!" said the senior wizard of Larkin with a heavy nod.

For the two high-level wizards who are up to level eighteen, there is nothing more important than being able to improve their own strength, and Abel has a large teleportation circle here, and anything can be rushed immediately, this opportunity to improve his strength cannot be missed.

Cyril High Wizard smiled silently, he had stayed here for more than ten days, long past the period of enlightenment, but he would not leave, at least not for a short time, there was good food and wine here.

He heard the two high-ranking wizards say this, and he couldn't help but think that he had said the same thing when he first arrived, and now he had become a regular visitor here.

"What about the wine?" "The most crucial thing came to the mind of the Valen, there is no good food without good wine, this is an incomplete experience.

"Grandmaster Abel, why can't this wine be served?" said Senior Wizard Larkin after this reminder, and also thought of the matter of wine, and urged.

"Today, in order to thank the three wizards for their help, I specially prepared the best wine!" Abel said with a smile, taking out a bottle of wine in a crystal bottle from the space bracelet and placing it on the table.

"Grandmaster Abel, you're not right, I drank barrels of master wine for the past few days, and it's just a matter of not going to master wine today, why is there only such a little bit!"

"Cyril Wizard, look at it, if you don't, I'll bring you a barrel of Master Wine, and you drink that barrel yourself, and you can give this bottle to the two of them!" Abel said to Cyril Senior Wizard with a smile.

"No, no, Grandmaster Abel, you must have some kind of trap so that I don't fall for it, I will drink whatever you drink!" Senior Wizard Cyril weighed it and shook his head.

Abel laughed and opened the crystal cap of the fine master wine, and suddenly a mellow and faint aroma of wine came, which made the three dwarven high-level wizards stunned, but this taste had already surpassed all the fine wines they had drunk, including the best master wine.

"This wine is not easy to brew, so the quantity is limited, there is only this bottle today!" Abel said with a wave of his hand, and the servant gave a small crystal cup, if it was still a large cup on the table, this bottle would not even be divided between three people.

The reason why Abel uses crystal bottles for this fine master wine is to enhance the value of this wine, to distinguish it from ordinary master wine, and think about the previous transaction of master wine into barrels in order to trade with the dwarves.

Now the fine master wine in his hand can not do that, Abel has already thought about it, to make this fine master wine a real fine wine, with crystal bottles, and provide a small amount each time, which can not only ensure the quality of the fine master wine, but also improve the value of the person who drinks this wine.

"This glass is too small, isn't it?" said the High Wizard of Cyril, picking up a small shot glass.

"No matter, take a sip first!" High Wizard Valen picked up the small wine glass and poured the wine into his mouth, a fiery snake descended from his mouth, following the direction of the wine's flow, his entire body seemed to be on fire, and the most important thing was that the synthesis effect of the Heradic block made this wine almost mellow that the dwarves had never imagined.

Originally, the master wine was also considered a medium wine, but now the high-quality master wine has directly increased the degree in the wine by several steps, and this improvement is not only the degree, but also the quality of the wine.