Witch Monastery

But even though he was weak, he couldn't stop his curiosity. He pulled Ethan aside and started asking questions, such as whether red dragons really liked to feed on orc women, whether they really couldn't live without alcohol, and whether they had to drink nearly 100% pure alcohol to be satisfied.

Ethan answered all of them one by one, and being able to talk to his idol made him very satisfied. On the side, An Nuo watched all this with a gentle look. Although she couldn't get a word in, she felt extremely relieved when she looked at his profile.

But at this moment, another slightly sad and vicissitudes of life voice sounded: "As long as Sunev exists for one day, I don't know how many people are still living under the shadow of destruction, and how many people are still suffering..."

"Alas, if this red dragon could direct all of its breath onto the heads of those undead and demons, I wonder how much disaster would be saved in this material world!"

This compassionate lament interrupted the conversation between Hawthorne and Ethan. They turned around and saw a half-ling uncle wearing a brown coarse cotton coat, with a weathered face, unshaven beard, and unresolved sadness in his eyes, slowly walking towards them.

"This is Mr. Elrich, a bard from the Tragedy Academy." Anno hurriedly introduced, "He used to work in the Adventurer's Guild in the town of Rockseeker. After it was destroyed, he joined the Gray Hand and provided support for us."

The halfling called Eric sighed and said, "Yes, after witnessing my compatriots and friends being ravaged by evil, I know that it is not feasible to continue to do business in a friendly manner. This is deceiving myself and it will not last long!"

He sighed, making the atmosphere heavy. He seemed to be unaware of it, and then jumped onto the sofa and said to the bunny girl maid next to him, "A cup of green tea, thank you."

Hawthorne looked at his attire and searched for his pipe but couldn't find it.

He was a little surprised: "You don't smoke?"

Originally, in order to improve the relationship with his new teammates and to show his approachable side, he specially prepared some tobacco when he heard that there was a halfling in the team.

But now it seems that it is of no use?

"I've already quit." Eric shook his head and said, "How much time can a person have to enjoy life in his lifetime? Especially with tobacco, every time you take a puff, you are actively wasting your life..."

As he spoke, the atmosphere became more and more depressing. Annuo looked a little embarrassed. She held her forehead and continued, "It can't be helped. Eric is a bard from the Tragedy Academy. He can't help but say some sad and heavy words..."

He was explaining, and at this moment, a clear and beautiful voice sounded in the distance: "It's okay, Eric is just like this, just ignore him."

Everyone turned their heads and saw a middle-aged female moon elf wearing moon-white half-plate armor and with long white hair draped over her shoulders, slowly walking towards them.

She looked obviously older, and even though she was wearing heavy makeup, there were still some crow's feet at the corners of her eyes that could not be concealed.

Hawthorne estimated that she might be about 600 or even 700 years old, otherwise it would be impossible for her to show a physiological state close to that of a human female in her 40s.

Chapter 670: Kaisa's Shocking Statement

"This is Tierra

Ms. Stro, she is a priest of the Moon Realm who believes in the Moon God. "Annuo introduced, then glanced at Kasha, "Maybe she and Ms. Kasha are relatives."

This is the truth. The elves have always had a relatively small population, so basically everyone is related to each other and you can always find some connections.

After Tirastri appeared, Kassadin was obviously a little surprised, and then her expression became much more restrained. She didn't even dare to eat the snacks on the coffee table. She looked so reserved and face-saving that Hawthorne couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

In response, Tierrastra just smiled softly and said, "Don't be nervous, kid. Here, I'm just an ordinary adventurer."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Hawthorne: "This time, our absolute core is to eliminate Count Hawthorne of Monport. Everything is led by you, please don't mind my age."

Hawthorne stood up and shook hands with her, saying modestly, "No, I was just lucky. I have never been far away from Port Liber. This time when I go to Borneo, I will rely more on your experience and advice."

Having said this, he sat down again after shaking hands, and then explained his own name and the names of the nuns around him, as well as the combat skills they were good at, to ensure that his teammates had enough understanding of each other.

They chatted for a short while before the blue dragonborn captain came in and said to them, "Everyone, Prince Rahman has arrived. He is here to greet you."

"Once this ceremony is over, we can set off!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately stood up and walked out of the cabin together. When they reached the deck, they saw in the distance a huge float loaded with flowers and fine wine on the front of the float, slowly moving towards them.

The float seemed to be driven by magic, at least it was moving on its own without anyone pushing it; of course, it could also be electric, but because the distance was too far, Hawthorne did not observe the location of the motor.

The giant blue dragon sat comfortably on it, with ten huge gem rings on its front paws sparkling in the sunlight. A giant blue dragon flag was erected behind the float, fluttering in the sea breeze.

On both sides of the float, dozens of blue dragon guardians wearing plate armor, wearing flowers and holding halberds were riding blue dragon beasts that looked like miniature Tyrannosaurus Rex, but with blue scales all over and a single horn on their heads. They were protecting Rahman, creating a grand scene.

In addition to these people, there were also a group of reporters wearing different uniforms and badges. They followed behind with various large and small bags, each of them was very excited, and their minds were full of the desire to make a big news.

Some people noticed Hawthorne's position and immediately shouted and pointed at his position, which caused others to cheer as well. It was obvious that they wanted to make him the main interview subject today.

He is now considered a celebrity, not to mention that this blue dragon was specially promoted with great fanfare, so it is no surprise that it caused such a big fuss.

On the deck, Hawthorne couldn't help squinting his eyes. He didn't pay attention to the reporters, but focused all his attention on Rahman.

This was the first time he saw Rahman walk out of his bank. He was wondering how this dragon could come to the port of Liber where flying was prohibited. Did it fly here directly ignoring the rules and then walk properly?

As it turned out, he had underestimated this guy's extravagance. This guy had even ordered a huge electric float for himself, and he used it to get around wherever he went, and he refused to get off the float even for a single step.

He sighed in his heart. The performance of others beside him was even worse than his. After all, except for him, it was the first time for everyone else to see Rahman, the most famous and perhaps the richest blue dragon in Liber Harbor.

An Nuo turned his head, leaned close to Hawthorne's ear, and whispered, "Is this Rahman? He looks like a spoiled nobleman."

Hawthorne responded in a low voice: "He should be considered spoiled. Think about it, if his family didn't spoil him so much, and spoiled him to the point of being afraid of money, wouldn't he be more harmful if he robbed everywhere like other evil dragons?"

An Nuo felt that this made sense, and nodded in agreement: "Then let him be extravagant. After all, the money he spends is all earned from selling his own scales..."

Beside him, Ethan, the Red Dragonborn, couldn't help but sigh: "Red dragons are actually like this too. They like such grand ceremonies. But unfortunately, red dragons are not as rich as blue dragons, so they will always invade foreign countries and oppress and exploit their own people."

The halfling Eric sighed: "If this kind of money is donated, it can help many seriously ill people relieve their pain and help many families resolve disasters. But unfortunately, since ancient times, the rich would rather let their meat rot than share it with the poor people starving to death on the roadside..."

Tierrastra also sighed softly. She was not immune to Eric's words. Only Kasha didn't have so many thoughts. Looking at the large circle of food and drinks surrounding the float, she swallowed silently.

The blue dragon captain led them off the ship, and Rahman's float arrived near the ship. The guards riding dragon beasts shielded the reporters from the aggressive movements, creating a rare safe environment for them.

The blue dragon stretched out

He used his front paws to bring ten huge wine glasses, then opened the bottles of high-end red wine on the hood of the car and filled them all with his paws.

Then, he raised one of the glasses and said to Hawthorne and the others, "Everyone, please drink this glass to represent my blessing for your success!"

Hawthorne and his group stepped forward, took the wine glasses, and nodded to Rahman. The moon elf priest Tierra glanced at Kassa, who happened to look over and found that the elder was looking at her, and her expression immediately became guilty.

Kasha looked around for a while, and finally leaned close to Annuo's ear and whispered, "Can I not drink this glass of wine?"

An Nuo responded in a low voice: "It's rude, it's okay, the alcohol content of this red wine is not high, you won't get drunk."

As she spoke, she picked up the wine glass first and drank it all in one gulp gracefully.

Kasa gritted her teeth, felt guilty and fearful, raised her head, and drank the red wine in the glass.

The reporters around applauded, and the warm applause resounded throughout the port. Hawthorne glanced at Kasa from the corner of his eye, and for some reason, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

However, the defense line maintained by the Blue Dragon Guards was released, and reporters with all kinds of cameras rushed forward, surrounded Hawthorne, and asked him trap questions one after another: "Mr. Earl, among all the teams supporting the Boro Kingdom in Libel Port, your departure time is almost the latest. May I ask if you made this choice because you want to give the opportunity to make merit in the first round of confrontation to others?"

Hawthorne smiled, having heard the trap in her question, but he didn't fall for it. "Ever since I heard about the outbreak of the undead disaster in Borneo, I have been in contact with various parties, conducting comprehensive considerations and overall planning, and finally made all the necessary preparations. I will set off for Borneo today."

Another reporter beside him hurriedly asked him, "In your opinion, the fact that the others set out so early means that they are not well prepared and may return empty-handed?"

Hawthorne immediately said: "Every supporter has a passionate heart, and I respect them all."

The third reporter also came up and asked, "Mr. Earl, as a strong man who once destroyed the Lord of the Abyss, what do you think of the strength of this opponent?"

Huo Sang was not panicked at all and said, "The official newspaper of the Polo Kingdom has already reported this in detail. This undead disaster covers a large area and has a high degree of damage. We must be fully prepared to be able to match it."

……

Time passed by minute by minute, and reporters trying to make big news asked questions one after another. However, Hawthorne adhered to the strategy of "you ask your questions, I answer mine", and official jargon emerged one after another. Unless he deliberately distorted the truth, there was no way to create big news that would shock people's eyes.

The reporters could not help but feel anxious. After all, there would be no sales without contradictions. However, if they distorted right and wrong, other newspapers would only need to debunk the rumors and they would be the ones in trouble.

At this time, someone noticed that there was a moon elf next to them with a flushed face and staggering body. It seemed that he could not handle the alcohol and was already a little drunk.

So, a few smart reporters stepped forward and asked the moon elf, "Miss, may I ask what your name is?"

"Uh, Kassadin." The moon elf answered incoherently with his eyes blurry and his body swaying.

"Well, Miss Kasa, we all know that this trip to the country of Borneo is fraught with dangers, and as a noble moon elf, you naturally don't like the dirtiness and filthiness there." The reporter asked a leading question, "But you still chose to follow Earl Hawthorne. May I ask, what kind of emotion supports your behavior?"

"Ah?" Kasa smiled silly, "Because I like him."

Chapter 671 Speaking the truth while drunk

As soon as these words came out, the entire interview site suddenly fell silent. Hawthorne thought it was not good, and just when he was about to say that she was drunk, the interview should be temporarily suspended, he heard a series of fierce cheers from the crowd, and then these reporters rushed over and surrounded Kasa:

"Ms. Kasha, is everything you just said true? Is the love you have for Earl Hawthorne the kind of love between men and women that we commonly understand?"

"According to what we know, Lord Hawthorne's lover should be Miss Anno from the Black Rod Tower. Is this your public declaration of war against her?"

"It is said that the elves are noble and reserved to the outside world, but they don't mind living with many people. What do you think?"

……

Gossipy and prying questions came one after another, and Kassa looked naive with a silly smile and an attractive burgundy face.

Her body was swaying, her mind was dazed, and suddenly, she said something shocking again: "Can't we be together?"

The reporters cheered again, their faces flushed with excitement, their hands trembling with excitement. The scandals of famous people have always been the most eye-catching. If they just polished it a little bit, the sales of the newspaper would surely go through the roof!

Hawthorne's face changed drastically, realizing that the girl was already drunk. If he let her continue talking like this, he didn't know what else she would reveal. So he hurried over, squeezed through the reporters who were like hungry wolves, and said loudly:

: "Okay, let's end today's interview here. It's getting late and we have to leave. Everyone, we will accept your interviews again after we return triumphantly."

The reporters rushed forward, making a lot of noise and wanting to ask more questions, but their power was no match for Hawthorne.

He pulled Kasa all the way back, squeezed through the crowd, and returned to the boat. Others also rejected the reporters' questions and followed his steps to get on the boat together.

In the back, Rahman's face was full of regret. He had been eavesdropping because he also wanted to know how many unknown little secrets were hidden in the small monastery in Hawthorne that outsiders could not enter.

The blue dragon believed that only by understanding Hawthorne better could he keep him in his hands and make him serve the Blue Dragon Bank forever.

But seeing that Hawthorne was not going to let the moon elf named Kasa continue, he had to suppress his curiosity and said in a deep voice: "Today's interview ends here. Everyone, please leave in an orderly manner."

As soon as he said this, the guards riding dragon beasts stepped forward, forcing the reporters to retreat. The few reporters who had not yet asked any valuable information were still furious and shouted "You are obstructing freedom", but they did not mention that they were clearly snooping into other people's privacy.

The Blue Dragon guards would not tolerate these guys, so they drove them all away with their weapons. Soon, the reporters realized that it was unlikely that they would get any more information today, so they had to return home in disappointment.

Meanwhile, on the boat.

Celine and Ekta finally pulled Kasa back, pressed her down on the sofa, and let out a long breath. Hawthorne asked a maid to prepare some hot water, and when the maid brought it, he personally handed it to Kasa and advised, "Drink some water."

Kassa didn't refuse. She took it, took a sip, and let out a long breath.

Looking at her flushed face and blurry drunken eyes, Hawthorne sighed, "You should have told me earlier that you can't drink much. We didn't let you drink outside just now."

Kasa grinned and chuckled: "It's my first time drinking too, it feels good..."

As she spoke, she hugged Hawthorne's arm and rubbed against his arm like a kitten, as if a pet was clinging to its owner.

"Not bad, you're already this drunk." Thinking of what she said outside just now, Huo Sang sighed and glanced at An Nuo next to him, "You're starting to talk nonsense..."

"I didn't." Kasa pouted and said coquettishly in a drunken manner, "I am sober, that's what I think, I know what I am saying..."

Hawthorne smiled bitterly and nodded helplessly: "Ah, yes, yes, you are not drunk, we are the ones who are drunk..."

Beside him, Annuo covered his mouth and laughed secretly. Looking at Kassadin's appearance, a feeling of pride suddenly surged in his heart.

A man like this who is liked by everyone became her lover first. Doesn't this just show that she has good taste?

With this thought in mind, she couldn't help feeling proud.

"Really!" As if she was aware of the people around her laughing at her, Kassa's voice suddenly became a little anxious, "They can all be with you..."

Hawthorne quickly picked up the water cup and brought it to her mouth, interrupting what she was about to say: "Drink some water, Kasa."

As he spoke, he instructed the people beside him: "Shilin, Ekta, you two should help Kasa go back and rest."

Celine and Ekta tried hard to hold back their laughter, didn't say much, nodded, helped the drunk Kasa up, picked a room at random and went in. Hawthorne stayed in the cabin, constantly glancing at Annuo's reaction, and suddenly sighed: "Oh, I didn't expect that she could get so drunk with just a small glass of red wine."

An Nuo tilted his head slightly, his expression normal, as if he had no doubts: "This is also normal, the elves have a sensitive constitution."

"But what I'm more concerned about is that, as the saying goes, people only speak the truth when they're drunk..."

She said this meaningfully, and began to look at Huo Sang's body. Huo Sang immediately held his forehead with his hand, looking helpless: "Don't get me wrong, An Nuo, she's just talking nonsense, there's nothing between her and me..."

This is true. He and Kassadin did not have any special relationship before - at least not yet. They were just pure friends and colleagues.

Seeing him suddenly so nervous, Annuo laughed so hard that he fell backwards: "I didn't say anything, why are you so nervous..."

She was overjoyed, and Hawthorne looked at her helplessly: "I have to avoid you misunderstanding me."

As they were joking, the cabin beneath their feet suddenly trembled slightly. Hawthorne led Annuo out and found that the big ship had already started, slowly leaving the port and heading west.

The big ship slowly left the port and headed west. They had wasted a lot of time, and the sun was already setting, so even if they set out now, they probably wouldn't be able to go very far.

As he expected, the ship slowed down after a short while, allowing the crew to prepare for their nighttime life.

The chef on board quickly prepared the meal, which included local seafood and famous dishes such as roast pork elbow. The beautiful bunny girls came over with playing cards and many gambling tools, and invited them to play a game together in the name of "enhancing mutual understanding" to relax.

Hawthorne was not interested in this at first, but seeing that Annuo was very interested, he also played a round, and then lost so much that IOUs were pasted all over his face.

He looked extremely embarrassed.

After the party, it was time for everyone to wash up and take a rest. Hawthorne took the initiative to give up the opportunity to take a shower first and went to the deck to get some fresh air and enjoy the sea breeze.

However, at this moment, in the distance, from the direction of Liber Port, a dark shadow suddenly approached his ship at a rapid speed.

Chapter 672: The Vampire Who Wants to Die

Hawthorne frowned, braced himself, and prepared to greet the guest, then he saw the man landing on the bow. The moonlight shone on his cloak, but the man was still shrouded in shadow, and his true face could not be seen.