"But, a new kind of monster... If I'm not mistaken, there seems to be a fallen fairy mixed in with it. "

While not worried about the safety of Rivilia, Thor thought of something else.

That guy Rivilia, shouldn't he run away to defeat the clone of the fallen fairy?

In that case, the LV5 upgrade package of the Loki clan will be ~ gone.

Forget it, what does it matter to him whether the people of the Loki clan can be upgraded or not-...

If you have this time, you might as well guess how many of your own children will be able to level up after the end of this expedition.

Clearing his mind, Thor regained his unorthodox appearance.

"Alfeia, let's go out for a walk!" summoned the portal with a wave of his hand, and Alfeia was forcibly pulled back.

The expression on the other party's face was a little unhappy, as if he was complaining about Thor's willfulness.

"Wander around, why are you so idle all of a sudden? "

"Hmph, I'm going to have a hard time sharing information with you with your attitude!" Thor kept a mysterious expression.

Alfia was still intrigued.

deliberately shouted herself, it must be information related to her.

"Your precious nephew may have come to Eulari. "

"Nephew... You mean Bell?!, he's already in Eulari?"

Alfeia suddenly became much more energetic, and even opened a small slit in his eyes, and he could vaguely see the charming pair of heterochromatic pupils.

But the emotions are not as high-pitched as expected...

Maybe it's because Al Feiya isn't the type to have a lot of mood swings.

Thor thought.

"Where is that kid now?"

"By the time I heard the news, the boy had already joined the Hestian clan. Thor spread his hands helplessly.

"Hestia, how come I haven't heard the name of this family. Alfeia frowned and thought for a moment.

"Because it has only been a few days since the creation of the clan, the main god of the clan is Hestia, one of the three virgin goddesses, and your nephew is now the only member of her clan. "

"Isn't that good news?"

"Hestia is still quite a precious child! Don't worry too much, you can be a little confident in your nephew!"

Thor had a wicked smile on his face, but it was a pity that Alfia didn't have the heart to joke right now.

This is the only blood left by my sister...

"If you want to go shopping, maybe you can have a fateful encounter with your nephew on the street. Thor's tone was extraordinarily exaggerated, causing Alfeia to rub his arms in disgust.

"Who would have a fateful encounter with their nephew..."

"Well, don't worry about this kind of small problem, let's go. "

"Now out?" Alfeia glanced at the darkened sky, confused.

"I've had dinner all day, and I miss the food of my bountiful mistress now. "

"At the beginning, I just said that it would be good to eat. "

Alfeiya sighed helplessly, always feeling that she couldn't keep up with Sol's thinking that one thing was one thing and what she wanted to do.

The two of them walked down the path to the tavern, and it wasn't long before they heard a cheerful commotion.

"Someone seems to be having a banquet inside, are we going to go in?"

"They hold their feasts, and we eat our dinners, and there is no conflict. "

Saul unconcernedly pushed the door and walked into the rich hostess, and the originally noisy voice suddenly became quieter.

The two of them entered the tavern with everyone's eyes in front of everyone's eyes, and their eyes swept around.

There was already a circle of Loki clan people sitting at the two large tables in the center of the tavern, and there was a sense of familiarity when they heard the sound outside.

Thor even spotted Loki drinking with one foot on a chair.

"Thor, come here, let's have a drink!"

Loki grabbed his glass and leaned over to Thor, hooking a hand around Thor's shoulder.

Looking at the other party's drunken appearance, Thor pinched his nose in disgust.

Alfeia, who was standing not far behind Thor, had quietly pulled away some distance. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"You guy, hurry up and bring this guy back, it stinks..."

Thor threw him out in disgust, and Finn stepped forward quickly and supported Loki's body from behind.

Two members of Loki's clan hurriedly came up and put Loki back in his original position.

"I'm sorry for the trouble you, Lord Thor. "

"Little question, is this a banquet to celebrate the end of the expedition?"

"That's right, speaking of which, I was able to come back this time thanks to the help of Rivilia and the others. Finn politely thanked him.

"No thanks, you guys have fun, I'm going to eat too. Thor waved his hand casually.

"Lord Thor, it's been a long time since you've been here—"

The waiter, Hill, greeted him and guided Thor to sit down at the empty table in the corner.

The arrival of the two of them affected the interest of the Loki family, and soon the tavern was in full swing again.

"Now, Ace—it's time to tell everyone about that!" the white-haired werewolf stood up and said in a loud voice, as if drunk.

The attention of the people around him suddenly focused.

One by one, the bored adventurers even slowed down their drinking.

"What's that?

That weak chicken imp who was terrible at cooking was forced to a Jedi by the Minotaur, and then he was splashed with stinky blood from the monster..."

Bert unreservedly satirized Bell, who had fled in the wilderness, and the uninterrupted output made the white-haired boy hiding in the corner on the other side shiver.

His hands clenched his thighs tightly, and an incomparable sense of shame continued to invade his spirit.

"Shut up, Bert, you've drunk too much!" Gareth stopped him.

"Cut, what's wrong with calling garbage garbage!" Bert slammed the table and stood up, looking unconvinced.

It can be seen that he has indeed drunk a lot, and even the big brother of the family dares to talk back.

Gareth grabbed Bert's head and pushed the guy back into his chair.

The sharp pain in his head cleared Bert's consciousness a little.

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