Chapter 297

"Believe it or not, I won't get rid of my disguise here!" Abel took a look at Bernie, took a bottle of rum out of the package and threw it.

Bernie hurriedly took the wine bottle and looked at the crystal bottle that he knew very well. In this world, only Abel would use this crystal bottle to hold rum in luxury. Of course, this kind of rum that makes the whole dwarfs crazy also deserves this crystal bottle.

"Still the original taste!" Bernie opened the bottle and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth. His beard was covered with wine stains.

The six brothers of Bolton look at the wine stains on Bernie's beard with distressed eyes. If Bernie is not their master, they will beat him up if they dare to waste the master's wine like this.

"Stop surrounding, it's Abel!" Cried Bernie with a wave.

Boss Bolton jumped down from the giant pangolin with a smile and saluted Abel: "master Abel, it's really wrong!"

"Nothing!" Abel also jumped off the black wind, and went to salute with boss Bolton and laughed.

"By the way, Bernie, why did you come to anyost before you answered me?" Abel said hello to the six brothers and looked back at Bernie and asked.

"Master Abel, you didn't hurt me. I've had a hard time finding you!" When Bernie heard Abel's question, he couldn't help but pour another mouthful of wine.

Bernie has been out for a few days. Now he has been staying with the elves. In name, it is to resume the trade with elves. In fact, the trade with elves is basically normal. The real reason why he has been staying is that the rum that Abel gave him, which is called master wine by dwarves, is gone. Even he drinks it himself No, and he can't afford any of those big people who ask for wine.

In order to find Abel, he sent all the people he could send, but there was no news, not even the news of Lorraine who followed Abel. Of course, no one would have thought of the second daughter of the Great Duke of Edwina. Baroness Lorraine was the elf Lorraine who followed Abel. Although Lorraine was missing, the Great Duke's house had been secretly investigating such a disgrace Inquire.

Now Abel is in front of him. He has the feeling that titans are taking care of him. He would like to hold Abel and cry.

"Bernie, what do you want me to do?" Abel looked at a picture of Bernie who felt like finding a relative and asked strangely.

"Master Abel, help!" Bernie couldn't help it any more. He grabbed Abel's arm and cried in a worried voice.

"Bernie, I'm an elf now. You're a dwarf. We don't know each other that well." Abel looked at some funny Bernie with a smile and said.

"Master Abel, can I exchange some wine with you, if you like, as long as I can afford it!" Bernie pleaded.

"First of all, you should change your name. I'm Bennet the elf now. Don't call me Abel anymore. Few people here know my human identity except you!" Abel's hand clapped, and he clapped Bernie's hand away from his arm.

"Bennet! It's a familiar name! " Bernie repeated the name gently, and saw the medal of alchemist on Abel's chest. He pointed at Abel and said, "you are master Bennett!"

Bernie patted his head with his hand and said angrily, "I didn't expect that master Abel disappeared and master Bennett appeared. He can make such wine. Of course, the level of alchemy is not low, and it's natural to become an alchemist."

In the eyes of dwarves, it seems that as long as they can make unparalleled wine, it's no doubt that they can make other medicines. Because dwarves don't have much demand for medicines, and there is no limit to the demand for good wine.

"Call me Bennet later. I don't have the wine you want now. If you really want, bring more rum to my house. I'll help you process a batch!" Although Abel can't understand the dwarf's way of thinking, Bernie has always been good to him and can help or help.

"Really, I knew you were still that..." Bernie was about to say his name when he suddenly thought of what Abel had just said and he got stuck.

Abel looked at Bernie's embarrassment, and he couldn't help laughing. Bernie also laughed. The six brothers felt as if they were back to the days when they fought and lived together.

"Master Bennet, would you like to see if you want magic stone or ore?" There was a warm feeling in Bernie's heart. Just when Abel didn't ask for anything, he agreed to give him rum. Knowing that this kind of rum can greatly stabilize his position in the dwarves, he would not let Abel lose, he asked.

"Bernie, can I get it?" Abel doesn't care about other ores. With his status gradually rising, many materials are not very concerned about him. Both blacksmith guild and alchemist guild can help him buy them. But unlike meteorite iron, this kind of ores falling from the sky can only be collected by dwarfs, and there are few collections in other places.

"There may not be too many meteorites. Since you mentioned it, I will try my best!" Bernie patted his chest and said that it's not a problem to get some meteorite iron in his capacity, but the quantity is hard to say."Send me things to my house. I usually practice in the house." Abel smiled and nodded.

Meteorite iron may be the top-level equipment material for others, but it's Abel's biggest Assassin's mace. As long as he has enough meteorite iron, he can make enough super explosive balls.

"Master Bennet, it is agreed that I will go to your house tomorrow!" Bernie exclaimed excitedly. He would like to buy as many rum as possible at this time. Unfortunately, there is no rum in the elves. If he wants to buy it, he needs to buy it from the dwarves and send it to the elves. However, as long as he prepares more space bags, it won't take long to pass the transmission array directly.

Just as Bernie thought about it, Abel waved to Bernie and the six brothers of Bolton and said, "I'll leave first. See you next time!"

Said Abel jump on the back of the black wind, the black wind accelerated, into a black lightning disappeared in front of several people.

"The black wind is faster!" Bernie said enviously that the wolf is the best mount on the land, and the black wind is the top one, which is much faster than before.

Boss Bolton took a long breath. Just in front of Abel, his Knight Commander felt oppressed. The Knight Commander's spiritual sense told him that he was not an elf, but a terrible beast. At this time, Abel's departure made him relaxed.

"Master Abel is even more terrible. If we do it, maybe we will all stay here!" Said boss Bolton in a low voice.

"No, why don't I feel that?" Bernie looked at boss Bolton suspiciously and asked, "the first impression that Abel left him was that he was a brother enough to help them escape when they were in the most dangerous situation. The second was that he was a powerful blacksmith master who could make a terrible explosion. In terms of strength, Bernie did not deny Abel's genius, and he was the most terrible genius, but he was not able to make such a knight as boss Bolton." Long to say such a thing, you should know that the strength of the six brothers of Bolton is enough to compare with more than ten knights.

Boss Bolton can't explain the perception of spirit with the non Knights' Bernie, but he trusts his own spirit very much. He sighs in his heart that maybe he can only see the shadow of master Abel's progress in the future!

After running for about ten minutes, Heifeng jumped up and disappeared in the air. It was the white cloud that came to meet Abel stealthily. Sitting on the white cloud, Abel's heart widened immediately. It seemed that everything was unimportant. When he became strong, he sat on the white cloud and traveled the whole Holy Land.

At the top of a big mountain, the white cloud fell down. As soon as it stopped on the ground, it constantly blamed the master for not meeting it for such a long time with a cooing voice. Abel could only gently comfort it in the soul chain.

The growth of Baiyun is different from its peers because the "soul potion" is on a different road. The shield with stealth function has made it a grade spirit beast, or the first Skylark to become a grade spirit beast in history, and it is moving forward towards an unknown growth path.