However, Jona Velli dodged again. Before she could do anything else, she suddenly froze in place, as did the rest of the dwarves.
A powerful pressure radiated from the Dwarf King. At some point, he had already stood up beside her.
A powerful hand gripped Jona Velli's forearm, and a pair of grayish-brown eyes slowly opened.
"Is it fun, Dragon?"
"Uh... not bad?"
Jona Velli answered subconsciously, an answer that even made the Dwarf King pause.
Just then, a jade-like hand grabbed the Dwarf King's forearm, veins bulging on its surface.
Both the Dwarf King and Jona Velli were startled. Following the arm, they saw Friel, who was already frowning.
A voice suppressed with anger came through.
"Let go."
Looking at Friel, who dared to be so arrogant at only the Diamond Rank, the Dwarf King wasn't surprised.
There was a reason why Chromatic Dragons were few in number; after all, they were unrivaled when it came to being supercilious and seeking death.
Now he was considering whether to drink the wine in the White Dragon's hand first or teach this Red Dragon a lesson first.
Sensing that the Dwarf King's gaze was off, Jona Velli hurriedly spoke up.
"It's a misunderstanding. We're all buddies, don't be angry."
Jona Velli quickly signaled Friel with her eyes.
Friel pursed her lips, and after hesitating for a few seconds, she finally let go.
'Hmph! I'm unhappy now... damnable fellow...'
Seeing Friel clearly sulking, Jona Velli felt quite helpless. After all, dwarves were also very hot-tempered; she couldn't just watch Friel get beaten up for nothing.
It wouldn't be right not to help, but helping would definitely lead to a setback, and she might not even be able to negotiate the deal.
At that moment, the Dwarf King also let go, snatched the wine cup from Jona Velli's hand, and drained it in one gulp.
"Haaa—this wine, nice! It's got a real kick!"
The Dwarf King looked at the wine cup, still wanting more, and then looked at Jona Velli with burning eyes.
"Is there any more? Give me a few more barrels. Just having a little is too much of a tease; it's a punishment for me!"
Jona Velli was stunned for a moment, followed by joy. Although it was within her expectations, she was still very happy, wasn't she?
Jona Velli put on a smile and nodded.
"I have it, I have it. There are nine barrels of this wine in total."
As she spoke, her Spatial Ring flashed, and nine wooden barrels appeared around them.
The Dwarf King's eyes sparkled; he was instantly unable to look away.
He didn't hesitate and started chugging them down.
No joke, when someone sets it out for you, what kind of person are you if you don't drink? It's not just disrespectful to the wine, but to the other person's kindness!
Just like that, the Dwarf King violently pulled out the stoppers and, holding barrels nearly as large as himself, began chugging them down like crazy.
Quite a bit of wine spilled onto the ground, leaving the dwarves on the side to stare blankly.
The sound of gulping became the most beautiful symphony at this moment.
They were powerless to do anything, as every dwarf knew that if you interrupted a dwarf doing one of the four things they loved most, even the mildest fellow would fly into a rage on the spot.
Those four things were: drinking fine wine, forging, mining, and carnal pleasures.
By the time the Dwarf King had finished all the wine, the high-concentration alcohol had already made him red in the face.
But what surprised Jona Velli was that this dwarf actually didn't fall over.
You have to realize, he didn't have the massive body of a dragon; drinking a barrel was like eating a liquor-filled chocolate—though these liquor-filled chocolates didn't have any chocolate, only wood.
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