I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

In front of the bonfire, two half-naked men from the Baluts tribe were wrestling, while the tribesmen who were sitting on the surrounding ground were cheering loudly, and the lively atmosphere floated over the entire station.

Anastasia looked at everything in front of her with interest. Although there were still many differences, she felt like she had returned to her hometown.

This caused the girl to abandon the imperial concubine's reserve, shouting and cheering:

"Come on! Come on! Yes, that's it! Overturn him, overturn him!!"

The Weng of the Mountain sat quietly on one side of the field, watching Anastasia's lively figure.

He took off the helmet and put it in his hand. His silver-white hair fell down to his shoulders, and his handsome face still maintained an eternal indifference, which seemed not to be affected by the lively atmosphere.

Bartos, who had just finished processing the pieces of Brezed's meat, came over, with two bottles still in his hands, sat down and asked:

"Your Majesty, would you like some wine? It's brewed by the family."

Looking at the wine bottle being handed to him, the old man of the mountain raised his eyes slightly to look at the man standing in front of him. Bartos, without the hood to cover him, looked like a middle-aged uncle, with a forehead guard tied on his forehead, his face With a warm smile.

"Really, there was a time when no one dared to get close to me like this."

Thinking of this, the old man of the mountain stretched out his hand to take the wine bottle, snapped the cork with his fingers, and said at the same time:

"Alsace Menethil, you can call me that for now."

Bartos nodded when he heard the words, although he didn't understand it, but since the other party said so, then he should do it, who has no secrets or difficulties?

"Understood, then, Lord Alsace, let's go together?"

After pulling out the cork swiftly, Bartos raised the bottle as a signal, and Alsace did not refuse the other party's invitation, and after touching the bottle, he drank freely.

"Haha, happy!"

Bartos blew the bottle in one breath, turned to look at Alsace who was sitting next to him, and found that the bottle in the other's hand was also empty, and he was even happier at the moment.

As the saying goes, when a friend comes, there is wine, and when an enemy comes, there is a shotgun.

The hospitality of the Baluts is naturally reflected in the same way, just like most nomads who live in no fixed place.

Because living in the cold northern border needs to borrow wine to keep out the cold, the people of the Baluts tribe are very good at drinking, and as the patriarch, Bartos is not only the strongest in the tribe, but also the number one in drinking capacity.

"It turns out that His Excellency Alsace is also a fellow. Come on, let's continue walking. There is nothing else in the clan, and the wine must be enough."

While talking, Bartos got up and beckoned people to bring out several large wooden boxes of wine, and it seemed that he was going to get drunk, but Alsace's eyes didn't change when he saw this, instead he muttered:

"Unfortunately, it's a bit weak and not strong enough."

Just as Alsace was considering whether to bring out some good wine, a burst of footsteps came from far and near, and then a girl's crisp voice sounded:

"Guests, please dine."

Alsace looked to his side, and the girl was standing there with a plate in both hands.

She wore a black headband on her head, and her ice-blue long hair fell behind her back like a waterfall. Her azure blue eyes were sharp and energetic, and there was a bit of murderous aura that could not be restrained from her body. .

"Thank you, I remember you are the patriarch's daughter?"

As he said, he took the first batch of honey-flavored barbecue from the other party's hands, and the girl who was not afraid of strangers replied generously:

"Yes, my name is Estes."

After finishing speaking, Esther paused, with a serious expression on his small face, and bowed slightly:

"Thank you for saving our tribe, otherwise I don't know how many people will be frozen to death or starved to death. This kindness will definitely be kept in my heart."

Alsace stared at Esdeth for a few seconds. Although he said, "the children of the poor are already in charge of their families", it is hard to see someone as mature as him.

"It's just a matter of convenience, and I don't deserve any thanks. This special banquet is enough to be regarded as a reward."

"Is that so? I hope you can have a good time. The clan has not held a banquet for a while, because they have been hunting valuable big prey."

As Estes spoke, she looked around the noisy surroundings. The men were toasting each other and drinking happily, the children were chasing and playing with each other, and the women were singing and dancing. Such an energetic scene really made her feel satisfied.

I really hope that the days can continue to be so peaceful.

"Do you live by hunting? This is more luck than farming that depends on the sky. Have you ever participated in hunting, Esdes?"

Hearing Alsace's words, Esdeth raised his chin proudly, patted his steel plate-like chest, and said:

"I can go out hunting alone now, and I am the strongest among the younger generation!"

"Oh? So, you also appeared around Blazerd in the afternoon, right? It's on a tree in the southeast direction."

Estes couldn't help being a little surprised. She thought the other party was just guessing, but she didn't expect that even the hiding place was pointed out.

"How did you know? Obviously no one else found out."

"Oh, there is no existence that can hide from my eyes, and you didn't pay attention to concealment."

"Then, don't tell my father, or I will be preached to death."

"It's easy to talk about, but I didn't expect Bartos to be a preacher in education. I thought he would be a stickman."

While Alsace was chatting with Esdeth, Bartos strode over with two boxes of wine on his shoulders, and Anastasia, who had just ran to watch the wrestling, also ran back with a still in his hand. With a plate full of roast meat.

"Yo, Estes, you go to accompany Annas... Well, you go to accompany Miss Anna, haven't you always been curious about the world outside the northern border? This is a good opportunity."

Bartos, who hadn't remembered the full name of the princess, said so, and passed a few bottles of wine to Esdeth, then sat down and pried open a bottle of wine and handed it to Alsace.

"Sorry for keeping His Excellency Alsace waiting for a long time. Now let's continue the carnival tonight. It should be difficult for you who have lived in the empire all year round to feel the freedom of the northern border."

Estes followed his father's instructions and found Anastasia. At this time, Her Royal Highness was eating the barbecue elegantly with a knife and fork in her hand. Her every move was in line with the royal demeanor, revealing nobility from the bottom of her heart.

"Is it so troublesome for the nobles to eat? There is no one else here, sister, you can eat more relaxed."

Estes sat down beside Anastasia, and also began to deal with the barbecue on his plate. It was the first time he had eaten super dangerous meat, but it tasted really good.

"I'm used to it, so I don't bother to change it."

While talking, Anastasia cut the steak with a knife, and at the same time saw the bottles beside Esdeth, and asked curiously:

"Is that wine? It seems to be the type I haven't drunk before."

"Eh? Does my sister drink too?"

After hearing this, Estes picked up a bottle and handed it over, and Anastasia couldn't wait to take a sip after receiving it, then showed a little disappointed expression, and murmured:

"It's not strong enough, it seems that it hasn't been distilled yet."

Estes frowned upon seeing this, but before she could speak, Anastasia took out two large bottles from the doll in her bosom as if by magic, and involuntarily pried them apart and mixed them together.

"It's impolite to come and go, since you invited me to drink, then I have to invite you too."

The strong aroma of wine permeated the air, causing Esdeth to shrug his nose a few times, curiously looking at the clear and transparent wine in the glass, while Anastasia was still concentrating on adjusting the level of the wine Proportion.

"Well, vodka + whiskey, the two are mixed at a ratio of nine to one, and it's done!"

Putting the wine bottle in her hand aside, the smiling Anastasia stretched out her hand and pushed the cup in front of Esthers, with a smile like a little devil on her face, beckoning:

"Anna brand special oolong tea, please use it!"

Chapter 3 The Vicious Ernest

"Oolong tea? What a strange name."

Esdeth raised the wine glass in front of him, and the girl with keen intuition sensed a hint of danger, but the seductive aroma of the wine couldn't help seducing her, which caused the always decisive Esdeth to fall into a rare hesitation.

"Try it. This is the wine from my hometown. Most people can't drink it if they want to."

Listening to Anastasia's words and looking at the sincere and expectant eyes of the other party, Esdeth slowly raised the cup to his lips, closed his eyes, and swallowed the oolong tea in one gulp.

Spicy, hot like fire, unparalleled hot.

Estes just felt like he was swallowing a knife, his mouth, tongue, and even his throat were in a burning pain, followed by paralysis, and the magma-like liquor also flowed down the esophagus to reach Chest and abdomen.

A wave of heat rose from the stomach and flowed towards the torso and limbs, making the thinly dressed Esthers warm up, as if he was soaking in a natural sulfur hot spring.

"Ah~~~"

Such a comfortable feeling made Estes gasp involuntarily. She closed her eyes and carefully felt the warmth rising from her abdomen. Her fair cheeks were blushing like ripe red apples.

Although he felt that his mouth was no longer his own, Estes fell in love with this hot feeling immediately.

"How is it? Does it taste good?"

While talking, Anastasia also made herself a cup of oolong tea, drank it in one gulp, then smacked her mouth twice, and nodded her head in satisfaction.

"Well, it's still a familiar formula and a familiar taste."

"When I'm in the community, someone is always in charge. Is it strange that a princess likes to drink vodka? Treat me like I'm not a hairy girl, huh!"

Thinking of this, in order to celebrate the rare freedom, Anastasia poured herself another glass and complained to herself:

"Hey, after all, there are still too few heroic spirits who were born in Tsarist Russia. Usually, if you want to find someone to drink with, you have to go to the Chinese heroic spirits."

Just as Anastasia was pouring herself a drink, an empty cup was pushed in front of her eyes, and Esthers, whose eyes were a little blurred, lay half on the table, half drunk and half awake, and said:

"Full, full! I, I want to drink too, good things, good things should be shared together."

Looking at the cute-looking Esdeth, Anastasia immediately made up her mind, since she didn't have a suitable drinking buddy, she should cultivate one herself, so that someone can drink with her in the future.

"Light and oolong tea are boring, Estes, do you want to see other wines from my hometown?"

Anastasia said persuasively, like a fox thinking of bad ideas, but Estes, who has always been a self-proclaimed hunter, became the unaware prey.

"Other wines? Is there any wine better than, hiccup, oolong tea?"

Estes straightened up and looked at Anastasia, his little head tilted slightly, and he hiccupped.

"Of course, you must know that there are countless types of wine in the world, and most of them have different tastes."

While talking about the wine culture, Anastasia took out wine bottles one after another from the four-dimensional treasure bag-like doll, from Japanese sake to German beer, from Red Star Erguotou to boutique Moutai, from gin to Absinthe is almost like opening a winery.

"Come on, there is still a long time tonight, my sister will tell you slowly, first of all, let's start with red wine."

The next day, three poles in the sun.

When Estes woke up, what he saw was the very familiar tent, and then a hangover headache swept over, making the girl sit up and beat her so that she hugged her little head.

She tried to recall exactly what happened last night, but found that her memory was blurry. After drinking the oolong tea that Anastasia handed her, she began to be blurred, and then it was blank.

"Hiss, what happened last night?"

Just when Esdeth was struggling, Bartos lifted the curtain and walked into the tent with steaming rice porridge in his hand.

"Esdesh, you're awake."

He looked at Esdeth's painful appearance, smiled, and joked:

"Doesn't the hangover feel bad? This is the first time you've been drunk, and you'll get used to it after drinking some more fragments."

Estes, who was holding his forehead, turned his head to look at Bartos, with doubts in his eyes, and asked:

"I drank too much? What about you? Did you put Lord Alsace to bed in the end?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Bartos' face when he heard this, and he covered it up by drinking porridge, and replied:

"After you drank too much, Miss Anastasia came to ask us to drink together. After trying the 'water of life', I also drifted away."

Inside the tent, there was an unspeakable silence for a while.

It was the first time that the Baluts, who had always drunk their guests down with an astonishing amount of alcohol, were thrown off their feet by an outsider, not to mention that this person was a very virtuous and peaceful noble lady.

And Anastasia, who caused all this, is now enjoying breakfast like a normal person. She didn't drink too much at all, and she didn't suffer from a hangover at all.

Besides, as a heroic spirit, she is still resistant to negative states. Unless she is drinking the fine wine from the hand of God in the hero king's treasury, ordinary wine really can't help the heroic spirit's body.

The old man of the mountain didn't say much about it, but secretly released several spirit-soothing magics one after another, which relieved the pain of the hangovers, and saved a few guys who were almost alcoholic by the way.

But Bartos and Esdeth, who were the worst tormented by the queen, are not seriously injured. It is estimated that they can recover to their full glory after a day of rest.

In this world, although there is no extraordinary power like magic, it also has a unique way of training and practicing.

In terms of physical fitness, the people of the Baluts tribe are much stronger than ordinary humans in other worlds. Basically, a random child can easily knock down any champion boxer.

After all, the Baluts tribe lived by hunting dangerous species.

As for the dangerous species, it doesn't look like an ordinary animal, such as the unlucky Brezard, and it may evolve into a fantasy species if it goes further.

Estes originally wanted to rest for a while, but he got up after feeling a lot less headache, while Bartos was cleaning up the mess from last night's banquet, and the ordinary days were the same as usual.

In one day, the news that the blizzard in northern Xinjiang had subsided reached the imperial capital, and the entire ruling and opposition parties heard about it.

"Your Majesty, since the super-dangerous species have left, have the supplies scheduled to be sent to northern Xinjiang been cancelled?"

The officials in charge of finance asked the old emperor for instructions, but before the old emperor could give an answer, Qiao Li and Ernest stood up to express their opposition at the same time.

"Your Majesty, even if the blizzard has stopped, the life of those rare ethnic groups must be very difficult at the moment, so this is a great time to give charcoal in the snow and buy people's hearts!"