Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard Chapter 27: Night in the Imperial Capital (2)

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Everyone immediately lowered their voices, only to hear a drunken voice outside saying: "Damn, why can't we drink the best Bordeaux? Isn't my gold coin money?"

A weak voice explained: "Sorry, this barrel of premium Bordeaux was reserved by the guest and cannot be transferred to..."

Before the voice was over, only an "ah" was heard, and the sound of the wine barrel falling to the ground came from outside, and then an extremely strong aroma of wine spread into the room.

"Damn it." Oz stood up suddenly.

Falas has a solemn expression and is making trouble in the dream bar. Is it true that she is targeting herself?

With a "boom", the door of the room was slammed open, a drunk drunkard stumbled in, muttering: "I want to see who is drinking this barrel of premium Bordeaux. "

The drunk man walked into the room and saw Falasi standing there with a solemn face, and his eyes lit up and said: "It turns out to be a pretty chick, forget it, I won't know you like you anymore, this chick is here to accompany you. I will not pursue this matter for one night."

After hearing the words of the drunk, Falash almost burst into flames in her eyes. She picked up the magic wand placed aside, and was about to cast magic to teach the drunk severely.

Ryan patted Farasi on the shoulder lightly, preventing Farasi from casting the spell.

Faras looked at Ryan in a puzzled way. Ryan didn’t explain anything, but said to Faras: “I remember you once said that this is the property of the Minister of State Affairs. How to deal with it, why should we come forward?"

Reid heard what Ryan said, and his heart moved, he shouted: "Reeves! Someone is making trouble in your bar, do you care about it?"

Reid shouted several times in a row, and a **** came in with a few burly bodyguards. Seeing this scene in front of him, the burly bodyguard next to her immediately left with a slap. Coming up, a few people dragged the drunkard and threw him out.

**** With an apologetic expression on her face, she said to Falasi, "It turns out that it is sister Falasi. I'm so sorry today. I've swept away your friend's interest. Why don't you count me today? Right."

Faras said coldly: "This is the dream bar? In the luxurious private rooms, there will be drunks coming in at will? My 200 gold coins are spent?"

****Slowly walked into Farasi and said, "Sister, don’t be so angry. The dream bar is so big and there are so many guests every day. It is inevitable that we will be poorly taken care of. What happened today is that we are not right, sister. I am here to apologize to you."

Farasi waved her hand and said, "No need, I think, tonight should be my last dream." After speaking, Farasi took out a purse and threw it on the ground. Then strode out.

Ryan and the others followed Farasi out.

As soon as Farasi walked out, the smile on ****'s face immediately disappeared, as if she had never smiled before, she said coldly: "I don't work well, break a hand."

A gentle female voice replied: "Yes, ma'am."

"Don't be angry, mother." The voice of a young man full of magnetism sounded.

****Looking at the blond-haired young man who had just walked in, he said to him, "Bere, it seems that Falasi’s cultivation has improved. She changed to her usual life, and she threw a fireball long ago. Up."

The young man called Bailey has a pair of blue eyes. He smiled slightly and showed a smile that fascinated countless girls in the imperial capital. He said to his mother: "I have been out for half a year. It’s not the imperial rose."

Béley looked at the furnishings on the table carefully. He said to himself: "The barrel of the best Bordeaux has been almost drunk. It seems that she has found a few alcoholic teammates, and added that **** Enigmatic Reid, hey, why two people didn’t drink?"

Berry picked up the glass that Ryan had used, sniffed it, and said, "It's juice. Is there anyone in this world who can resist the temptation of the best Bordeaux?"

**** said: "Who knows, but there are indeed two people in her team that don't seem to come from a big city or from a certain country?"

"Okay, don't talk about this. Mother, is there any other news?"

It turns out that this young man is the son of the Imperial Secretary of State Chad Reeves, and Bailey Reeves, who is known as the "genius for repairing thunder". **** is his mother Mary-Shelley.

Mary Shelley waved her hand, and the bodyguards behind her stepped back respectfully.

Mary Shelley said: "At present, the participating teams in the Imperial Capital have some threats to you. I have arranged personnel to conduct a focused investigation. In addition to your old rival Farath’s team, there is also a team. The team from the northern grassland..."

Beley interrupted and said: "This team is not enough to suffer, I'm afraid they have another purpose."

Mary Shelley smiled and said: "As expected to be my smart son, one sentence reveals their origins. There is also a team from the Southern Silent Language Forest, but they are obviously not here for the championship. It is said that they hope to get a piece of land, maybe this can be used."

Beley nodded and said, "It's easy to do it if you have a desire."

Mary Shelley added: "There are also a few more famous mercenary groups that have also sent a small team to participate. They may not be as capable as you, but they should not be underestimated in experience."

Bailey opened the window gracefully, looking at the round moon in the sky outside, and said in a magnetic male voice: "These are just supporting roles. As long as I can beat the Royal Cavaliers, then this year's champion will be It belongs to me."

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Maia stared at the full moon in the sky blankly, listening to Karl Sit’s song in his ear, Catherine Randy sat quietly on the side, like a stone statue.

Mia lowered his head slowly. He was a bit hostile to this new teammate. Maybe it was because he always put on an air I can't believe in, right?

Mai never understood how his captain, Catherine Randy, could form such an inexplicable team.

Catherine Landy is a magician, Mai Ya admires her ability very much.

Karlsit is half a magician. If it weren't for Karlsit to cast a third-level fireball spell, Maia had always thought this guy was a thief, and his eyes were full of indifference.

I am a pastor, and Mai Ya is quite confident in his own strength.

Then the two twin brothers lying there, although they are very burly, are not soldiers, but thieves.

Maya thinks that a thief of this size is not bad enough to be able to fight other people hand-to-hand.

The most outrageous thing is that substitute, that is, the thief who went out looking for food. Oh my god, he is also a thief?

Maya thinks viciously: "Maybe the staff of the Adventurer’s Guild dozed off that day? Otherwise, how could this be called Randolph Valentine to pass the rogue strength test? He can also set up a trap to catch. A few hapless edelweiss, can he fight? Can assassinate? Or sneak attack? I'm afraid he can't even beat himself. A thief who can't beat even a priest? What a joke."