Kaleidoscope open the door

Golden ripples emerged in front of Bai Lu, from which a large and narrow-necked gold bottle was spit out, and there were five gold wine glasses inlaid with several circles of diamonds, all of which were golden and exquisite in craftsmanship. The style was simple, except for the value of gold and diamonds. Its own craft value is also extraordinary.

I have to say that Gilgamesh’s aesthetics is really embarrassing. Looking at the countless various high-end treasures and utensils inlaid with gold and silver, no one can say that it is tacky. It is the golden trench of the king, dazzling and noble.

From head to toe, daily use is priceless gold jewelry, and every detail is crafted by master craftsmanship, which is called high-end atmosphere.

Those who hang gold chains around their necks are either nouveau riche or second-minded. There is no possibility of comparison between them.

Wang Zhicai Treasure has its own sealing function, so after the bottle is completely out, the unsealed mouth of the bottle immediately emits a strong aroma of wine. The young Sakura's blushing eyes are blurred and he has become a little bit drunk. The magic is that the apprentice Weber couldn't help but waved his hand to dispel the scent of wine from the tip of his nose, which was a bit pungent to him who was underage and untouched.

Bailu, Iskandar, Ku Churin, Medea, and Skaha couldn’t help but take a deep breath, indulging in the fascinating aroma of wine, to say that all five of them have been seen It's the world, but this is the first time I've seen wine of this level.

"Come and come."

Iskandall couldn't wait to pick up the bottle and pour it. The clear amber liquid flowed from the mouth of the bottle into the glass, and the aroma of the wine in the air rose again.

Each wine glass was poured 80% full in turn, and the five people were not anxious to drink, and no one spoke. After a little aftertaste, he took a sip.

The entrance of the wine is slightly cool, the throat is hot but not spicy, and the belly is warm and dry. The three-layer changes are very obvious, but each change is gentle and not hurting. It makes people feel very comfortable. The rich aroma is as if it is in substance. The tip of the tongue and the mouth turn back, which is incredible.

"Good wine! It is worthy of the collection of the oldest king, hahaha, extraordinary."

Iskandall laughed contentedly, and suddenly reached out and handed the wine glass to Webber, urging:

"You can try it too, kid. Although it is said that underage people are not allowed to drink alcohol, there is no exception tonight."

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Chapter six hundred and eighty three

"This...huhuhu..."

Weber was quite dizzy and drunk after sniffing his nose, but the curiosity in his heart and the instigation of the King of Conquer caused him to hold the bottom of the wine glass and drink a little bit, but just a little bit of it made him instantly He fell drunk and fell asleep just after opening his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Iskandar retracted his hand and sighed a little disappointed:

"This kid is too useless."

"This is the best wine made by the first Bacchus in the world, and the only five bottles that Hero King got.

Ordinary people will get drunk as long as they ask about the smell. He can drink a sip because of the magic circuit in his body."

Bailu shook his head and laughed at Iskandar's sigh. He said that the first Bacchus in the world was not the Bacchus in Uruk mythology, but the first Bacchus born in the world in the true sense.

Bacchus has no name. Bacchus is Bacchus. Bacchus is his name and his position. The best wine he makes is not something ordinary people can enjoy. According to rumors, even the gods will not drink a bottle. Save personnel, ordinary people will faint if they smell the aroma of wine, and it's pretty good that Weber can drink a little.

"Hahaha, that's the case, it makes sense."

Iskandar suddenly realized that this kind of wine is indeed not something that the world can brew.

"Ok···"

Iskandall suddenly looked down at the jade liquid in the glass and began to ponder.

"Can't bear to drink such fine wine?"

Upon seeing this, Bai Lu mistakenly thought that Iskandar was reluctant to bear the wine in his hand, and shook the glass gently, smiling and comforted:

"Don't worry, there are five bottles in total. We drink one bottle and give you two more bottles. At least this one does not need to be so concerned."

Iskandar shook his head and laughed, and said boldly:

"Hahaha, no matter how rare a good wine is, it is meaningless if it is not used for drinking. I just feel that it is a pity that such a good wine cannot be shared with more people."

This is the king who almost conquered the world. Perhaps his heroic and unobtrusive character seems a bit funny, but his heart is even broader than the land he conquered.

Skaha used the magic power to spread the energy in the wine all over the body to open up and shape the meridians. The whole body was warm and the pupils changed colors under the influence of the overflowing magic power. He toasted and chuckled:

"The Conquer King is not hesitating."

Conquer Wang Haoshuang smiled:

"Of course, I will go to the little girl of the Knight King for a drink tomorrow. It would be a shame not to see and understand the flowers of Gaoling on the battlefield."

Ku Churin lied halfway on the sofa, joking to the King of Conquer:

"Say this in person, be careful that little girl gives you a sword."

Medea didn't know what she was thinking, with a drunken blush on Qiao's face, she yelled to Ku Churin and Iskandar:

"Is it interesting for you two men to bully a little girl? What a lovely and pitiful girl... you must live as a male at such a young age, and bear the responsibility of rejuvenating the country. I have never experienced what a normal girl should have. What a cruel thing is this, but the final ending ended in a miserable ending with the rebel army composed of the people who once sheltered led by the Knights of the Round Table. What a sad end."

"···"

Iskandar and others remained silent.

As a warrior, Ku Churin thought Medea’s words were indeed very reasonable from the perspective of a warrior. Such an ending was indeed too cruel for the Knight King who dedicated everything to the country and people.

Iskandar and Skaha’s views are different from those of Ku Chulin. They are both kings. Although the regions and targets of their rule are different, and the kingly ways they pursue are also different, in the eyes of these two kings, the knight king’s Throughout her life, she has meticulously fulfilled and adhered to her way of being king. Regardless of the outcome, regardless of success or failure, the Knight King is a respectable king.

It is an insult to treat the other as a king as a king, and to treat him differently because of his gender.

Bai Lu felt that it was the Knight King's own choice no matter what, and only Altria knew whether it was worth it or not, and the merits and demerits.

Medea didn't notice the change in the atmosphere at the banquet when he was half drunk and half awake. After a pause, no one responded to what he said, and before anyone responded, he said to himself:

"So stripping off her armor and putting on all kinds of women's clothing is the best thing to do!"

Everyone looked weird when they heard that, and the heavy atmosphere disappeared. Bai Lu's mouth twitched and said:

"Your thoughts are the most dangerous to Saber, right?"

"Huh, what do you know, woman..."

Ding!when!

The empty golden wine glass fell on the ground and flicked, and Medea curled up on the sofa with his eyes closed and talked vaguely in dreams. Although he didn't know the meaning, everyone could hear the sense of resentment and sadness.

Medea's life is also sorrowful and bleak, perhaps it is precisely because of this that makes her feel injustice against the Knight King who has similar experiences, and in the end she is also a poor person.

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In the exquisite and elegant Greek-style courtyard, a girl with long azure hair, pupils, and exotic sharp ears squatted in front of a pot and carefully stirred the bubbling liquid with strange colors with a spoon, although she didn’t know what she was boiled. Something, but no one wants to taste it.

The sound of footsteps sounded, his long hair and beard were slightly curled, and a middle-aged man wearing a white robe with a kind face and noble temperament walked into the courtyard and walked to the beautiful girl who was squatting in the courtyard and boiling the unknown liquid very seriously.

"Father."

The pointed ears of the beautiful girl moved very cutely, turning her head back and showing a cute, cheerful smile.