Faith in the God of Wine

After the Elf clan signed a peace agreement with the Feland clans.

Within a few years.

Antfolk and Flame Giant of the Balod Continent also sent envoys to Elf Royal Court of the Feland Continent to sign a contract at the request of their respective gods.

After that.

There are a large number of Feland adventurers of all races going to the Balod Continent for adventure.

More than a hundred years later.

Some adventurers settled down in Balod.

Therefore, on the Balod Continent now, when close to resource-rich areas, it is easy to find some ethnic hodgepodge towns composed of immigrants from various ethnic groups.

This day.

Uriel visited a small town Northlands near Elsa Ice Lake Elsa Town.

Elsa Ice Lake is rich in a kind of Transcendent spiritual creature named Madori Icefish, which is of great help to the careers of Warrior, Knight and Mage.

So a large number of adventurers of all races came here.

This day.

Elsa Town It is winter.

It was snowing outside, the wind was biting, and the goose-feather-like snow covered the entire town of Balod Northlands.

In this cold winter weather, no one went out except for some hunters.

However, an adventurer's tavern in the town was in full swing.

Uriel is wearing a thick Platinum colored robe, and one can tell at a glance that he is a person who believes in White Gold Moon.

When Northlands Human Race and Nanfang Human Race met in the Balod Continent, they would fight over the color of their robes.

Because Human Race believers in Lord of Dawn also like to wear white robes. After years of use, the robes have turned yellow, which is actually almost the same as North Human Race.

Inside the tavern.

The lights were dim and swaying, filled with smoke and intoxication.

The crowd was bustling and noisy.

The laughter and loud noises of the drinkers mingled together, as if they were about to break through the low roof.

The rude adventurers banged the table and loudly recounted their thrilling adventures, with their eyebrows flying and their saliva flying.

In the corner, a group of Mages were sitting together. The Elfs proudly proclaimed the greatness of Goddess of Magic. However, the Human Race Mages did not buy it. They said that the Mage tower was the masterpiece of Human Race.

In front of the bar, the bartender Raccoon People is skillfully mixing all kinds of exotic drinks, and the girls Fox People shuttle between the tables.

The drunk Dwarf waved his thick arms and argued loudly with Elf beside him.

Human Race Warrior of North and Human Race Knight of the South are fighting for the orthodoxy of Human Race.

Different languages and accents mixed together, forming a chaotic and energetic sound that made the tavern noisy.

But at the same time, a strange joyful mood carried everyone.

When they were quarreling, someone would suddenly stand up loudly and raise a glass of wine.

"Cheers to the wine!"

"There are so many sufferings in the world, but wine will not bring us suffering.

"Praise the wine, praise the gods!"

At this time, some drunken people started shouting.

"If a god gave me wine every day, I would be willing to die."

Then a voice quickly echoed, with a strong hint.

"If there were God of Wine, wouldn't we have fine wine to drink every day?!"

In this rare era of peace, some strange beliefs have quietly emerged.

As far as North is concerned, God of Wine's faith began to emerge gradually.

Just when there was a commotion in the tavern.

The door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a figure holding a harp walked in.

As the wind and snow drifted into the tavern, snowflakes fell on the wine table, and many drinkers were startled by the sudden coldness.

"Who can come in and open such a big door?"

"It's so cold!"

At this time, they raised their heads and looked at the intruder.

I saw that he was wearing an extremely large Platinum colored robe, and his eyes were deep and full of stories.

"A fat man who believes in White Gold Moon?"

Someone from the south Human Race Knight frowned.

"Harp, is this Bard?"

A knowledgeable Elf wondered.

However, the next moment, the "fat man" in Platinum robe was seen taking off his robe, revealing his pair of pure white wings and his iconic long golden braided hair with artistic characteristics.

"Hahaha, everyone, I am not a fat person."

"It's Bard from Winged People!"

In the tavern, no matter Elf, Dwarf, Antfolk, Half-Orc or Human Race, etc., everyone could not help but be in awe.

"It's Uriel, Divine Favored from White Gold Moon!"