"Human."
Caesar replied. The waitress was not asking for extra reasons. In the game of Elegy, the human's higher intelligence and faster thinking gave them a huge advantage. Although there were many masters of Elegy among the clans, there was still a big gap between the clans and the humans in terms of the overall level of the game.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
As she spoke, she handed Caesar a glass of water and asked him to sit down. Then, she took out a picture book and prepared to record new information. "Do you have the level certification of the association?
I can help you find an opponent of similar level. "
Is this the ladder system …?
Last time, I just mentioned it to the person in charge. It seems that they have perfected the content and put it into operation. And there seems to be something called the association … Caesar thought to himself but did not answer.
The waitress saw this and nodded. "The tavern will pick an opponent for you in the probationary stage. Please follow our referee …"
At this time, Caesar found that Luna was tapping on his spine. After a brief psionic communication, he used his tail to take out the item that the little guy gave him. He glanced at it and then handed it to the waitress. "Is this it?
I just forgot. "
"Epic."
The waitress raised her voice slightly. According to the association's assessment, the Epic players were basically semi-professional Elegy players. Most of them were humans, and there were very few clans. She did not expect that the one in front of her was one.
After carefully checking the authenticity of the badge in the dragon's claw and making a record, she gave Caesar an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, Mr. Dragon. There are no other Epic players in the tavern today. We have to match the opponent with the smallest gap between you and the opponent."
"It's okay." Caesar nodded.
"… Then, please follow me."
The beautiful waitress stood up and led Caesar to the sunny hall. The faint fragrance of wine floated in the air. She gestured for Caesar to sit down and wait at a long table prepared for the clan. She quickened her pace and walked to the edge of another table. She asked softly, "What are you doing?
"Mr. Gulagas, would you like to play a new game?
There is an Epic player from the clan looking for an opponent. "
"Clan's Epic?"
A voice full of surprise and doubt immediately sounded. Accompanied by the movement of the chair, a bare-chested bald man with a brown beard on his cheeks stood up and looked curiously at Caesar who was waiting not far away.
Although he was strong, it was more appropriate to describe him as fat. The excessive fat allowed his waist to be comparable to the Canine Fiend. Caesar's psionic ability told him that the man was only thirty years old, but his vigorous beard and fat body made him look like an old man in his fifties.
"Hello, friend."
Gulagas casually sat down opposite Caesar. "I never thought that someone from the Blackwing Clan would be able to obtain an Epic item. I thought that Legendary and Epic items were exclusive to humans. Heh."
Caesar handed the deck of cards to the referee for inspection before turning around. "Let's begin when you're ready."
"Don't worry, friend."
Gulagas raised the wine glass in his hand. "A boring match is meaningless. Why don't we raise the stakes?
Let's not play the game of picking cards.
If I win, you'll have to buy me a drink. If not, I'll buy you a drink.
Anyway, the cheapest wine is only three copper coins a glass. Is that okay? "
"Alright."
Gulagas was a warrior, while Caesar was a warlock, a new class that was released at the same time as the Blackrock Mountain expansion pack.
"Wyvern, are you exploring a new class?
I have to say, this new class is the downfall of the Elegy Card Deck. A powerful warlock that relies on the power of his bloodline actually drains his own life force. That's ridiculous. The creator of the Elegy Card Deck must have a grudge against warlocks. "
Gulagas was a chatterbox. "But even if you're exploring a new class, I won't go easy on you for the sake of the wine …"
In the end, in less than an hour, he had already owed five glasses of beer.
It was a crushing defeat.
"How is this possible?"
Gulagas stared at his opponent's shining Sorcerer badge. It was not a problem for him to lose five rounds in a row, but the problem was that he could not see any hope of winning in every round. His opponent seemed to be able to see through his hand, and every spell card was just right. From the beginning to the end, he did not have the slightest advantage.
"Forget it, Gulagas. Let's surrender. Don't continue."
One of his companions tried to persuade him. They weren't locals. Gulagas was reckless and always in a drunken stupor. He had instigated countless fights in the past, though they were all resolved smoothly.
However, things were different now. This was the Northern Empire, and his opponent wasn't someone to be trifled with.
Gulagas ignored his companion and muttered to himself, "Previously, I heard the legendary card players say that the cards that the Warlocks can use at this stage are too few, and the cards that they form are weak and unstable … This is not how a Warlock should behave."
"Can I take a look at your deck?" Gulagas raised his head abruptly and asked.
"Up to you."
Caesar pushed the neatly stacked deck of Elegy cards to Gulagas. His attention wasn't on the cards. When the last round ended, Luna cast a concealment spell and sneaked out of the tavern.
Of course, this didn't escape Caesar's eyes. He was using his psionic powers to protect the little one.
"Blasphemy, Devil's Plan, Terrifying Slave Master …"
Gulagas carefully flipped through the deck. Most players of the Elegy would treat the deck as their own painstaking effort, and wouldn't be willing to reveal it to the public. It wasn't easy for his opponent to let him see the deck, and Gulagas's generous attitude left a good impression on him. "A very basic combination, and none of the cards cost more than eight."
Gulagas sighed. While he could remember all the cards, he couldn't understand why the deck was so good in such a short time.
After some consideration, he took out a bottle of wine from his pocket and handed it to his opponent. "Hmm … Wyvern, can you tell me how to use this deck?
In exchange, I'm willing to give you a bottle of 'Midsummer'. The taste … I believe even your emperor will like it. "
I'll like it too?
Caesar glanced at the fat man in front of him. When he said those words, the man's eyes shone with unparalleled confidence. A person like that was either a lunatic or a master.
Caesar, who still maintained the appearance of a descendant of the Flying Dragon, took it and opened the lid. The dark brown wine inside immediately emitted a special fragrance. He took a sip, and the spiciness and dryness disappeared in a flash, followed by a mild and mellow taste. It was indeed a top-grade wine made by a master.
"Very good."
Caesar was not stingy with his praise. "There's no such wine in the north. Which country did you bring it from?"
"No country can make Midsummer." The fat man narrowed his eyes with a smile and said proudly, "It was made by Gulagas."
He was a master brewer from the south. He had been searching for rare brewing ingredients all over Aladia and experimenting with different brewing recipes. That was the reason he had come to the Northlands this time. However, for some reason, he had become obsessed with the Elegy brand and had spent a lot of time and effort on it.
Gulagas scolded the wine in the north as "boring and unpalatable", but because of the Elegy card, he stayed in this place for a long time.
Once, when he was drunk, he raised his glass and said, "Only wine and Elegy will not disappoint!"
After chatting with Gulagas for a while about winemaking and Elegy, the door of the Elegy Tavern was pushed open again. Caesar turned around and saw a woman in a black robe and a black hood walk in.