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Chapter 46 Lure

However, this dagger does look quite sharp and has a hint of mitral gloss.

After taking it, Bru took it, he took a look and decided to accept it: "Thank you, this dagger looks pretty good, so I'll accept it."

"Happy, you really have a temper with me, haha." Tesov laughed without any accident or heartache because Bru took the dagger like this.

Suddenly, Fleck felt something was wrong on the side. He looked carefully, and then jumped up directly-

"Damn Tesov, that's my dagger!"

Tesov's body quickly dodged to the side, avoiding Fleck's impact.

He said innocently and surprisedly: "Fleck, are the Dwarves all so stingy?"

"Of course the dwarf is not stingy, but the dwarf does not have the habit of giving things casually."

After hearing this, Tesov retorted seriously: "I didn't give it to others casually. You saw it too. It was wrong for me. Of course I have to compensate others."

Fleck didn't hit him when he bumped. Seeing the eyes of the people around him, he was embarrassed to continue. He growled angrily: "Can you compensate others for your own things? Why do you take my dagger? That was specially created by me when I went back to my hometown last time!"

Tesov widened his eyes in surprise: "Aren't we good friends?"

"I have been so bad for eight lifetimes with a good friend like you!"

Fleck returned to his seat powerlessly and sat down, picked up his glass and drank it all.

Groot and Mary were also laughing and laughing at this time. They were obviously used to the way these alternative close friends got along. They took the wine glass and approached Fleck, and then clashed at his wine glass to show comfort.

Bru just thought it was fun to watch the fun dwarf and halflings of Fleck and Tesov, but when Fleck said that he created the dagger, Bru suddenly felt his heart moved.

He threw the dagger in his hand, and then quietly scratched his skin with the tip of his dagger in his sleeve without anyone seeing it, feeling the hardness and sharpness of the dagger.

Even if it becomes a human form, it will not reduce his defense at all, but it will not have the exaggerated attack range of the dragon form.

Although the dagger has not been able to cut his skin, he can already feel a little pain.

It is not a magic weapon, but it is already the best in ordinary weapons, and you can feel the breath of Mitsunian. If Bru uses the power of the dragon clan to stab it...

He subconsciously glanced at Krisanna who had been staying next to him, and this look was also seen by Krisanna. She tilted her head slightly and showed a puzzled look.

Bru showed a weird smile.

"It feels like you're thinking about something very rude, Bru."

"This must be your illusion, my lovely sister."

After saying that, Bru walked towards Fleck, who was drinking heavily.

Even if the dwarf worked hard to forge and his beloved weapon was "sent" to others, the dwarf did not blame his companions or seek them back in the end, which shows that the dwarf and the halfling were true close friends.

Bru knew that dwarves are not fools. They are very cautious about strangers. It takes at least several decades to gain their true identity, or to experience a life or death or two adventures with them.

A word that dwarves often say is: "It takes hundreds of years to become friends."

It takes 40 years for them to become adults and can live up to 400 years.

Therefore, long-lived races such as dwarves and halflings and dwarfs get along well, and it is difficult for humans to establish deep friendships with them for a lifetime of only a hundred years.

For example, the real life-and-death friendship was established in this adventurer team, and the ending was usually the dwarfs and halflings who ended up in despair of attending the funerals of Groot, Mary and Slides, and then the funerals of their descendants and grandchildren.

This experience of watching a close friend die in old age is not very pleasant, and this is one of the reasons why the longevity race is not willing to unite and intercourse with humans.

This Tesov was able to give the dwarf things like this, which was a life-long friendship with Fleck. Their quarrels were just a way for their close friends to get along.

"Mr. Fleck, it turns out you are an excellent craftsman."

Fleck looked at Bru walking over and said loudly: "I don't know where the young master came out. I don't want to have anything to do with you. As for whether it is outstanding or not, as a dwarf, everyone grows up next to the furnace or next to the stone statue."

When Groot saw his companion so impolite, he smiled embarrassedly and touched his buzzhead hair: "Sorry, brother, this is Fleck's personality. By the way, do you want to drink some wine?"

Mary punched her boyfriend again.

"What's wrong, Mary?"

"What does it mean for you to let your kids drink?"

Groot replied for granted: "I could drink half a barrel of rum when I was ten!"

"...It was a mistake for my aunt to not beat you to death."

"Haha, my mother broke three whips back then, but I was not afraid at all. Now I can have a few barrels of wine with Fleck, come on, come on, last time I was not satisfied, now we are fighting again!"

"Ha, I'm fighting with the dwarf, Groot, I like your overestimating character."

"Whoever loses wins or loses!"

Hey, I'm still standing here, why do you think of me as a transparent person again?

Bru was really defeated by Groot, a warrior with a terrible personality. He reached into his arms, then took out a ruby ​​with charming colors, and turned it in his hand twice to show his first-class quality.

"I know Mr. Fleck is not interested in me, but are you interested in this?"

Fleck's eyes suddenly stopped, he looked at the ruby ​​in Bru's hand, muttering to himself: "Moladin is on, I have only seen such a big ruby ​​in the auction house before. Oh my God, I haven't processed it yet? This... this is really..."

It is obvious that for dwarves who often mine, jewelry is simply deadly to their attraction.

Tesov frowned with a childish baby face, and he gave Fleck's head a little.

"Damn it, what are you doing?" Fleck roared.

"Big beard, don't do stupid things. At least you have to ask clearly what he wants you to do." Tesov replied.

The greed in Fleck's eyes gradually faded into Tesov's words. He took a step back in fear and then stared at Bru, with a look of contempt in his eyes.
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