Chapter 513

Harry castle, Abel castle and Bennett castle have all been informed to return to their respective castles through the transmission array. Most of them don't know the dangers. As ordinary people, they can remember the experience of taking the transmission array for a lifetime.

"Abel, it's over?" The knight of Bennet didn't return to Bennet castle, but stayed in Harry castle. He asked, looking at three soul lights.

"Father, it's over!" Abel's voice showed a trace of kindness. His father's concern moved his heart.

"Abel, what is that?" Lord Marshall stood by and asked, pointing to the rising light of the soul.

"Uncle Marshall, those are three powerful souls left here!" Abel also looked at the light of the soul, which goes straight to the sky. The high-level wizard's soul will be so gorgeous when the world is strong and dies, he replied.

Lord Marshall didn't ask again. He saw two more dwarven wizards when he just came back, and he saw the happy appearance of dwarves. It's certain that Abel's side should have no damage, and all the dead were the enemies who came. But with his knowledge, he didn't know what kind of enemies would leave such a terrible scene when he died.

Yes, it's a terrible scene. Maybe for ordinary people, these three soul lights are beautiful miracles. But Lord Marshall and knight Bennet all know that they leave the castle to escape because of the enemy's attack. Now they come back to see these three soul lights. The enemies who were enemies of Abel were so terrible that they died It will be so brilliant.

"Father, uncle Marshall, don't worry, the trouble has been solved!" Abel smiled and said to the two men, but his heart was thinking, at least there was no trouble on the holy land.

Four hours, four hours. Abe, three dwarfs, Morton, Evelyn and Murphy, and other novice witches did nothing but look at the light of the three souls in silence.

Looking at the souls of the three level 17 senior wizards are slowly overflowing, even the level 18 senior Wizards of Warren and Larkin can't ignore the light of the three souls and drink.

Several middle and lower level wizards, such as Morton wizard, revere the soul of powerful senior wizards, while the three dwarven senior wizards lament the death of three seventeen level senior wizards at the same time.

In the evening, Bartoli cooks a table of dishes by herself. Of course, according to the habit of the holy land, she uses a plate for each guest. For the light of soul that has overflowed in the evening, the last thing she thinks about is her. She has seen countless deaths.

Abel was not idle either. He synthesized three barrels of master wine again and upgraded the master wine to a fine one.

If the original master's wine has the shadow of rum, and the synthetic master's wine has become another kind of wine, for fear of producing any special new effect, he also gave Bartoli a test sample of this fine master's wine, and reached the conclusion that he is still satisfied.

Because Abel's body constitution has been transformed by Longjing, and he has immune effect on many things. Bartoli's result is that the original ability to dispel the cold air has been strengthened, which is a slight improvement, but in the taste of wine, it has been greatly improved.

The dwarves helped Abel a lot, which made him think of the reward. At present, what he can repay without causing trouble is only master wine, which can improve the quality of master wine. For him, that is to say, he can do it easily.

At dinner, morden wizard and several other wizards didn't come over. The gap between rank and status was too big. It's not good to eat together, so it's better to stay in their respective magic towers.

"Master Abel, I've heard that the dishes here are the best in the holy land. Today I have a chance to taste them!" The first position on the far right of the long table, said Warren to Abel, who was in the master's seat.

"I also heard that the boy of Bernie went back and boasted. It seems that he could not be called a gourmet without eating the dishes of the master of Abel." Larkin senior wizard is also very looking forward to looking at the empty table, waiting for dishes.

At this time, only Abel and three dwarven senior wizards, Lord Marshall and knight Bennett, ate in the small restaurant, leaving space for several wizards.

When the servant comes up with the dishes, the senior Wizard of Warren and the senior Wizard of Larkin can't start without smelling the fragrance. Of course, in their position, etiquette is no longer important. It's the pursuit of the wizard to do as they like.

Abel smiled and watched the two senior witches wake up from their feelings. The higher the level of witches, the more precious the feelings.

"Master Abel, it seems that I will stay here for ten days!" Warren senior wizard woke up from the sentiment and sighed.

"Stay together, stay together!" Senior wizard Larkin nodded heavily.

For the two senior wizards up to level 18, there is nothing more important than to improve their own strength. Besides, Abel has a large transmission array here, which can arrive at anything immediately. This opportunity to improve their strength cannot be let go.The senior Wizard of Cyril is smiling and silent. He has been here for more than ten days, and has passed the period of feeling for a long time, but he will not leave. At least he will not leave for a short time. There are some fine wines and delicacies here.

When he heard the words of two senior wizards, he couldn't help thinking that he said the same thing when he first came here, and now he has become a regular visitor here.

"And wine?" At this time, senior wizard Warren thought of the most important thing, there is good food and no good wine, which is an incomplete experience.

"Master Abel, why can't I have this wine?" The senior Wizard of Larkin thought of wine after this reminder, urging.

"Today, in order to thank the three wizards for their help, I specially prepared the best wine!" Abe smiled and took a bottle of wine from the space bracelet and put it on the table.

"Master Abel, you're not right. I used to drink a barrel of master's wine a few days ago. Today, if I don't have master's wine, it's just a little bit!" When the senior Wizard of Cyril saw the small crystal bottle of completely transparent wine, he knew that it was not master wine. How could this wine be enough for the three dwarfs? It was related to his own interests, he cried.

"If you don't like this, I'll bring you a barrel of master's wine. You can drink that barrel yourself, and you can give it to both of them!" Abel said to the senior Wizard of Cyril with a smile.

"No, no, master Abel, what kind of trap do you have? I'm not guilty. What do you drink and what do I drink?" Said the senior Wizard of Cyril, shaking his head.

Abel laughed and opened the crystal bottle cap of the fine master wine. Suddenly, a strong fragrance came from him, which made the three dwarven senior witches can't help but be stunned. However, the taste has exceeded all the fine wines they have drunk, including the best master wine.

"The wine is not easy to brew, so the quantity is limited. Today, there is only one bottle!" Abel said that with a wave of his hand, the servant gave him a small crystal cup. If it was still a large cup on the table, the bottle would not even share the share of three people.

The reason why Abel bottled this fine master wine in crystal is to improve the value of this wine. It is different from ordinary master wine. Think about the trading of master wine in barrels in order to trade with dwarves.

Now we can't do that for the fine master wine in our hands. Abel has already figured out that we should take this fine master wine as a real fine product, and use crystal bottles to pack it, and provide a small amount of it every time, so that we can not only guarantee the quality of the fine master wine, but also improve the value of the people who drink it.

"This cup is too small, isn't it?" Said the high Wizard of Cyril, taking up a goblet.

"No matter, let's have a look first!" The senior Wizard of Warren picked up the small glass and poured the wine into his mouth. A fire snake went down from his mouth and along the direction of the flow of the liquor, his whole body seemed to be burning. The most important thing was that the synthetic effect of the heradix square made the wine almost as mellow as the dwarfs had never thought.

In the past, master's wine was a medium wine, but now the excellent master's wine has directly raised the degree of wine to several levels, and this improvement is not only the degree, but also the quality.