Early the next morning, Regnar, with two huge bags under his eyes and yawning, pulled the reluctant Malolite to Master Mel's residence in the palace.
"Huh..." Regnar yawned.
"Boy, what did you do last night?" Malloryt couldn't help asking a little strangely. Even if he was worried about his precious daughter, he wouldn't have stayed up all night, right
"Has it been almost a month since I left Merinder? Snow took me and reported to me all night last night..." Regnar complained while yawning again: "Ha... I also spent the whole night Didn’t sleep…”
"Deserve it!" Malloryt said with some gloating. Although her daughter was still in a coma, since Regnar came back, Malloryt suddenly felt much more at ease, as if as long as this guy was around, she Nothing will happen to my daughter again.
"Oh, by the way, old man." Regnar warned: "You have to be a little more restrained when you meet Master Mel later. We still have to rely on Master Mel to see whether Annie can wake up!"
"Who knows if what happened this time has anything to do with that old bone?!" Malloryt's eyes widened, and he said without giving up: "Huh! This old guy is usually extremely arrogant, even me, the mighty Gale Swordsman, I don’t take it seriously either. He would actually take the initiative to come over to treat Annie’s injuries? It’s definitely weird!”
"Master Mel is admiring Anne..." Regnar said helplessly. He could also see that Malolite didn't necessarily doubt Master Mel. It's just that these two old guys with weird personalities probably weren't. Especially for her temper, so she asked Mel to heal her daughter's wounds, which Malolite couldn't bear to swallow.
"Tch!" Malolite was noncommittal and muttered: "That old guy doesn't have much ability, but he has a lot of energy. Can he heal Annie? I don't believe it even if I kill Kevin!"
"..." Regnar was speechless. It seemed that among the older generation, the wandering holy gun Kevin, who was the only one with an elegant personality, could tolerate Malolite's character. But now this wandering Holy Spear is really wandering. According to intelligence, Regnar knows that this guy has been wandering around the Hawke Empire, doing good deeds everywhere and then tempting people to jump into the big pit of Pelor. In terms of sinister intentions and scheming, he can rival Malolite...
Looking at the angry Malolite, Regnar could only continue to persuade him patiently. Just asking him to come to see Mel today has almost made Regnar wear his tongue. Now he wants to persuade Malolite to be patient? Regnar felt that this was even harder than defeating Malolite...
But Regnar had to let Malolite come over. After all, people came to help you with good intentions before, but you made them angry. Now if you want others to help you, how can they be happy without bowing your head and being submissive? Regnar plans to deceive Malolite first, and how to deal with it then... Let's talk about it then...
Master Mel was said to have some alchemy experiments, so he happened to be in the laboratory when Regnar and Malloryt arrived. The magic apprentices said that if the matter is urgent, they can wait here for a while. Master Mel's alchemy experiment should not take too long.
"Can't you ask him to come out right away?!" Malolite asked loudly.
"I'm sorry." Perhaps it was because he had stayed with Master Mel for a long time, but the magic apprentice also had a calm expression when facing Malolite. While he calmly poured tea for Malolite, he said in a calm tone: "Master Mel said that this alchemy experiment is important, so we are not allowed to disturb it."
"That old guy..." Malolite was about to slam the table and jump up, but Regnar quickly pushed him down, and then looked at Malolit with a pleading expression.
Malloryt looked at Regna's expression and thought of her daughter who was still unconscious. Finally, she waved her hand irritably: "That's all, I'll wait here. Don't serve me tea, I want to drink." . I have long heard that Mel has embezzled a lot of good wine from the royal family."
"..." Regnar raised his forehead with his hand. Malolite usually had a good drink, but he didn't expect that he would come to Mel's place to drink...
The apprentice had no objection to this, he responded softly, and then left. After a while, he brought two exquisite wine glasses and a bottle of wine.
"I don't want it anymore." Regnar waved his hand. He was here to do business today, so Malolite would only drink a little, so as not to cause trouble if he gets impatient and makes a fuss later. But he couldn't drink it himself, otherwise the two of them would have gotten drunk on someone else's wine without even meeting Master Mel. What would that look like
The wine the apprentice brought was a five-year treasure from Rousseau Manor, the best winery in the Hawke Empire. Regnar knew the wine was good just by smelling it with his nose, and Malolite was obviously very satisfied with the bottle of wine. The old guy returned to his rogue nature. He didn't bother to use any crystal glass, he just held the wine bottle and blew on it.
One bottle... two bottles... three bottles...
In just one hour, Malolite drank three bottles of wine. This wine is quite strong, and a normal person would have drunk it long ago. And Malolite obviously understood that the most important thing about drinking was drunkenness, so he did not use his strength to remove the alcohol from his body.
This resulted in Malolite's face turning red and burping after an hour...
"Hey, hey!" Malloryt slapped the table, and then shouted: "Is Mel not done yet? The time when he had a romantic relationship with a woman was much shorter than this!"
"Master Mel is the leader of the magic world in our empire. Please, Master Malloryt, please pay attention to your words." The apprentice said without being humble or condescending.
"Tch! Someone actually admires a skinny little old man like that?" Malloryt was quite disdainful.
"What did you say?!" Mel's voice sounded like thunder at the door.
"Master Mel." Regnar quickly saluted, but before he could explain his intention. Master Mel yelled at Malolite: "Who are you calling the little old man?!"
Mel usually hates people calling him little old man, because it seems to be mocking his physical defects. Therefore, ordinary people would be so frightened that their legs would weaken when they see Mel like this. But Malolite doesn't. So what if you are an authority in the empire's magic world? I am still a famous swordsman in the mainland! Even if the power of magic is more terrifying, if you fail to enter the legend, you are definitely still not up to par with me, a warrior from the holy realm!
So, Malloryt stood up with red eyes. He deliberately stood up straight to show off his majestic figure. The Gale Sword Master looked down at Mel with an exaggerated movement, and then said in a sinister manner: "I'm talking about you..."
"Old man, you..." Regnar was about to say something to persuade, but Mel interrupted again. The little old man's face turned red, and then he shouted loudly: "Get out!"
"Tch! Do you think I'm willing to come? The wine is good, thank you for hosting me." Malolite seemed to be waiting for these words. He threw the bottle on the table and was about to leave.
"Old man, please wait." Regnar quickly grabbed the drunken Malolite. Since the old guy refused to give in, it was better for Regnar to do it himself. He held Malolit by the hand, then turned around and bowed to Mel: "Master Mel, I came here today to ask you to help me treat Annie."
"Annie?" Mel sneered: "What is your relationship with Anne? Why do you come to beg me? Shouldn't the person next to you be begging me?"
"For Anne's sake." Regnar bent deeper and said sincerely, "Please help me, please, I, Regnar, will never forget your kindness."
Mel's expression moved slightly. Now that Regnar had reached this point, he actually meant to relax. But when she turned around and saw Malolite's stinking old face, Mel's anger rose again. He glared at Regnar, and then said, "I've already said, this matter has nothing to do with you! I can't count your begging!"
"What?! Hiccup~~!" Malloryt hiccupped and turned around: "Aren't you just trying to make me submissive by talking so much? Huh! Let me tell you, there is no way! You can't even A high-level mage who is not even a legend wants me to say good things to you, so why don't you just take a piss and look in the mirror!"
"Old man..." Regnar quickly tried to dissuade him.
Malolite could emphasize the word "high-level" when speaking, which made Mel's whole body tremble slightly with anger. He blushed and summoned a purple-red staff from the void that was more than a head taller than himself. Mel knocked his staff on the ground, and then said: "I will show you today that even a high-level mage can beat the saint warriors to pieces!"
"Master Mel, please calm down..."
"I'm happy to accompany you! Let's go out and compete now?" Malloryt also nonchalantly called out his blue flash, then turned around and walked out.
"Hmph! Are you afraid of me?!" Mel was also about to go out.
"You two..."
When this voice sounded, Mel and Malloryt's bodies trembled at the same time. They turned their heads in surprise, and then saw Regna looking at them angrily.
"Can you fucking stop this?!" Regnar roared like a lion at Mel and Mallory. He seemed to have completely forgotten that either of the two old seniors in front of him had a direct crush on them. The force that suppressed him.
"???!!!" Mel and Mallory were both confused. Both of them can be considered as strong men who stand at the pinnacle of human personal strength. Therefore, except for the people in the "circle" who ridicule and look down on each other, no one of the younger generation will be as angry with him as Regnar. So They were all confused for a moment.
Regnar took a step forward, looking like an angry king walking in front of his ministers.