The Divine Hunter Chapter 48: Mining Area 5

The next morning, after Roy found the four Reagan brothers in the bathhouse, he asked Sanchez, the chambermaid, for a barrel of Mahakam liquor.

He was in a place he was not familiar with in Carbon Mountain, so he happened to be able to get closer to the locals and gather information through the free drinks.

Regan Dahlberg's beloved crossbow was taken away by him, but he didn't become angry. He had a pretty good temper and was worth winning over.

The group of people arrived at Boss Reagan’s cave.

The residence of this Carbon Mountain archery champion is extremely simple. Apart from a bed, a table, a chair, and a kerosene lamp, there is not even an iron pot. It can be seen that he has never made a fire to cook on weekdays.

If Roy realizes something, no matter which world he is in, most men without girlfriends look so sloppy and decadent.

The dwarf roughly wiped the square table with his sleeve, wiped away the thick dust, and placed a dozen two-ounce cylindrical wooden cups prepared in advance, all of which were filled with wine.

As the aroma of wine overflowed, the four dwarf brothers twitched their noses and their eyes became intoxicated, not much better than Vivien's alcoholic father.

The young man never understood what magic power was hidden in the contents of the cup, which fascinated everyone.

"Little brother, I will compete with you in this game." The corners of Reagan Dahlberg's mouth and eyes involuntarily curved up, staring at the wine and unable to stop smiling, "You can't do tricks when drinking...the rules are simple and rough. We both start drinking at the same time, and the one who drinks more before falling drunk wins."

"Boss... Boss, you... had a competition yesterday. It's time to take a good rest!" Bernie grabbed his arm, his dark eyes full of expectation, "I... I'll take my place. You drink!"

"Idiot, how can you join in the fun if you can drink just three glasses of wine!" Drew pressed his bear paw on Bernie's rough face, pushed it to the side, and rubbed his hands with his eyes shining, "Boss and Dave We’ve all competed before, this time it’s my turn!”

"I'll do it..." Difu was not to be outdone, "In terms of Gwent skills and drinking capacity, who among us brothers is better than me?"

"That's enough!" Reagan's face darkened, and he scolded a few people, "Look in the mirror and see how stupid you are! You smell of alcohol, and you don't know your last name? Who's still drunk? Know who wins or loses!"

"You can't have a drop of wine until Roy and I finish drinking!"

The three brothers stopped "competing for jobs". Although their faces were still unwilling, they just stretched their necks and stared at the drinks on the table eagerly.

Roy looked at the table of wine glasses, his eyes dizzy. In terms of his true drinking capacity, he could only drink two glasses, but...

Dwarves never hesitate when it comes to drinking.

Reagan sat on the chair, stretched out and lifted his big furry hand, and turned the wine glass upside down. The wine spilled down his thick beard and onto his chest hair, like a small waterfall, wetting his belly. Wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, his crotch was also damaged.

Roy felt a slight toothache from looking at it.

Did this guy drink or spill his wine? At least a third of a cup is wasted.

But he has a better way to cheat.

Items that meet the volume and are controlled by him can be put into the storage space through physical contact.

The drink in your mouth is no exception.

Roy imitated the rough posture of the dwarf, sitting with his legs crossed, raising the wine glass with both hands, raising his chin, tilting the rim of the glass to his lips, and swallowing with a gurgling sound in his throat.

A few seconds later, he held up the wine glass in his right hand and swung it in front of the dwarf, not even a drop of wine left.

When the dwarf saw this, surprise and admiration flashed across his bearded face.

Little did he know that the other person seemed to have drank all the contents in the cup, but in fact everything was secretly moved into the storage space. After drinking a glass, he didn't feel red or out of breath. Except for the smell of alcohol on his tongue and mouth, it was easier than drinking plain water.

"Little brother, I have to apologize to you," Reagan wiped the wine from his beard and said sincerely, "You have little arms and legs, thin skin and tender flesh, and no hair on your mouth. I thought you must be a man. You look like a **** and drink as soon as you touch it. I didn’t expect that you can drink quite well. You drink without hesitation... You are indeed a good person!"

Is there any relationship between alcohol consumption and character?

Roy shook his head, not understanding the dwarf's brain circuit,

He pretended to wipe the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, "Boss Reagan, actually I have a request..."

Halfway through the words, the dwarf suddenly widened his eyes. He didn't know what he thought of, and he sternly refused, "Little brother, you can't buy me with a barrel of wine. This is a matter of principle."

"Mount Tan prohibits women from marrying outside! We cannot introduce women from the tribe to you without conscience, and you will give up!"

The stutter next to him raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and echoed, "It's impossible... we all... don't have a girlfriend, we can't... take advantage of... you."

"How many of them are singles?"

Roy seemed to have touched their sore point, and all four dwarves fell silent for a moment.

"Who said that! Bernie knows a good girl. If he had been bolder and confessed...we would have had nephews and nieces to play with."

This is not still single.

56, 57, 58, and 59 years old, the four dwarves are of similar age and have all recently grown up.

"Don't worry, I have no intention of competing with a few brothers for women in Carbon Mountain. During the time I am staying in Carbon Mountain, can the boss here give me more guidance on my crossbow shooting skills?"

"I really benefited a lot from what you said at the shooting range."

"You want to train with me? Hiccup-" The dwarf was stunned by this request.

Dulu, the shortest, asked first, "Where did you hear about it?"

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"You have a very vicious eye." Dulu gave Diff a look, and the latter immediately pointed at Reagan with his eyes shining solemnly. "The boss is not only the three-time Carbon Mountain Archery Competition champion. He is also the biological brother of Lord Paulie Dahlberg."

"And Mr. Pauli once followed Yalpen Ziglin to join the dragon hunting team and hunted down Oakvista, the dragon of Quartz Mountain! Its treasure contained dazzling sapphires and diamonds as big as cherries!"

As he said this, a strong look of pride appeared on the faces of several dwarves, and Roy's heart skipped a beat, never expecting that he could cheat someone casually.

He had no impression of Pauli Dahlberg, but he knew Yarpen Ziegelin.

Years ago, Yarpen Zygrin fought alongside Geralt and Yennefer in hunting the green dragon.

Although the hunt ended in failure, and the golden dragon Wei Luntri Tames rescued the green dragon mother and daughter, Yarpan escaped unscathed with the team members. His ability is evident.

"The answer I give you is in the wine," Reagan suddenly smiled. "You have to drink enough to find the answer."

After finishing speaking, he drank another cup.

Roy turned his head and glanced at the slightly tipsy dwarf, feeling that this would probably be possible.

I pretended to have a drink again and asked casually,

"Have you heard about the four cases that happened around Carbon Mountain in recent months?"

The dwarf was in a trance for a moment, and then showed a fierce look on his face, "Which Tanshan person doesn't know?! This abominable murderer has destroyed four families! Don't let me catch you, or I'll shoot his head off with an arrow. !"

Then he said formulaically to him, "By the way, this matter cannot be disclosed to the villagers outside Carbon Mountain!"

Roy spread his hands and said, "Don't worry, of course I understand. But do you know if there is anything special about the four victims? Or something in common."

"Ah? What they have in common? Where do I know that? The Great Elder is not allowed to spread rumors." Reagan wiped the drink from his beard and couldn't answer.

He turned to look at Drew and Dave again, both of whom had blank expressions on their faces, but Bernie suddenly clapped his hands,

"Yes! Adria...Fosse...the two deceased ~IndoMTL.com~ are both employees of the fifth mining area, the mining area that Kelvin Hogg...is responsible for."

"Two of the four dead were workers in the fifth mining area?" Roy's heart moved, "Are there two more?"

"The hunting party...and the patrol..."

"How many mining areas are there in Carbon Mountain?"

"Fifteen..."

With so many mining areas, Lushoujing chose two targets from the fifth mining area. Roy was a little surprised. Is it just a coincidence? "Two people died in Kelvin's mining area. Should this be considered a major mistake? He is not responsible?"

"Huh..." Difu with a big belly on the other side took over the conversation, with a hint of contempt on his face, and lowered his voice, "That's not surprising, that kid has average abilities, but he's quite good at flattering others. He's been around everyone all day long. The elder goes around in circles to please him."

"He asked for the job of captain of the mining area guard by just talking. The elder was also soft-hearted and gave him the task of assisting in chasing the murderer. The guy had just grown up and had neither experience nor ability. How can he be qualified to be the captain? The murderer made it clear that he only wanted to pick on weaklings, so he killed two of his people."

He suddenly leaned into Roy's ear and said mysteriously,

"Actually, there is a rumor among the guards at Mahakam Post that Kelvin Hogg is actually not the great elder's nephew at all, but... his biological son and illegitimate son. Remember to give it to me Keep it confidential!"

"That's enough, Dev, you're already dizzy before you even drink?! If you keep chewing your tongue, I'll kick you out of Mahakam!"

"The fifth mining area Kelvin."

Roy was thoughtful, and then remembered the bad attitude the guy had towards him when they first met, "Kelvin hates humans? Is he prejudiced against humans?"

The four dwarves shook their heads, "That's not clear..."