Just as Yusha thought, Ulysses, who had drunk a thousand-year-old wine, suddenly became drunk, and was quite seriously drunk.

The wine brewed by the giants is undoubtedly a treasure among the treasures, but not everyone is qualified to drink it. Humans who are not strong enough will only need a small cup to get drunk for three days and three nights.

The bowl Ulysses drank was a real big bowl, even an elephant had to pour it. Ulysses, who was not good at drinking, learned to drink such a bowl in one go, and it was a big miracle before he could pour it.

"Uh..." After drinking this bowl of thousand-year-old wine, Ulysses shook his whole body. In his eyes, the rain sand and dragon sword became several, just like clones.

Moreover, there are more and more clones like this, as if many people have come to him, laughing at him, and from time to time, people patted his shoulders and said something to him.

"Mefi, good, men should eat meat and drink with big bowls. Come and have another drink." Without giving Ulysses the chance to refuse, the wine from the fairy clan slid down his roar.

Unlike the extremely hot spirits of the giants, the fairy tribe's wine is fresh and refreshing, and is a high-quality wine made of various fruits. What makes other races puzzled is that despite such superb winemaking skills, the fairies themselves do not drink.

Most of this kind of wine is used in ceremonies, and only a very small number are used to entertain friends who have a good relationship with the Fairy Tribe. Even among the Fairy Tribe with a long history, fruit wines over a thousand years are treasures. I'm afraid that only Yusha, the highest witch, can get so many Fairy Tribe wines.

The two wines with completely different tastes mixed together made Ulysses even more unable to bear the alcohol. He stood up reluctantly, took a few steps in a shaky way, and then fell backwards.

"Ah!" A somewhat surprised voice sounded, and Ulysses felt himself pouring into a gentle embrace.

It smells very fragrant, with a magical atmosphere, and has something full and elastic, holding Ulysses' head like a pillow.

What is that? Ulysses, who was so drunk that he wanted to turn his head. But this simple move was so difficult for him now. Under the stimulation of alcohol, the secret method he used to support his body was about to collapse.

But in contrast, because of the touch of the skin's blind date, another power is slowly expanding. This power can easily cover the unsustainable secret technique of necromancer, making Ulysses' body burn.

So Ulysses knew in a vague way what he had encountered, which was the body of a mature woman. Now what was holding his head was a pair of full and feminine breasts.

A wonderful breath emanated from Ulysses, quickly capturing the body and mind of the woman behind him, making her face turn red all of a sudden, just like Kris and Shami at that time.

"Is it okay?" A gentle voice rang in Ulysses's ears. She didn't mind Ulysses's rudeness to her, because she had already fallen in love with him.

She even took the initiative to hold Ulysses with both hands, so that he could lie in his arms more comfortable.

The beauty who hugged Ulysses had a beautiful face with long blue hair. Unlike those innocent gem girls, she had a magic power full of mysterious aura, which was the magic of non-humanity.

Next to her, there was another woman with a somewhat similar outline. Her long purple hair almost drooped to her ankles, and part of her eyes was blocked by an eye band with an eye pattern. A trace of dangerous aura was involuntarily emitted, giving people a silent sense of oppression.

This is a pair of sisters, not humans, but the higher race born of the witches who bet on everything of their race and the collection of humans in distant times - the sisters of the witches. In human history, the witches are regarded as the origin of disaster and an unknown race. They are born with extraordinary magic and beautiful appearance, but this unique talent does not bring them luck. What accompanies them is great misfortune and sorrow.

This is the witch clan, a cursed race, and an alien race that was once a member of human beings. For thousands of years, there have always been witches who occasionally awaken in human society. However, their fates are mostly very miserable, and most of them die at the hands of human beings themselves. Hunting witches continued until three hundred years ago.

Even now, the witches cannot walk openly on the continent because their curse name has long been deeply rooted and are regarded as monsters that bring disaster.

No one remembers that the initial witches actually voluntarily merged with the demons into witches in order to protect humans themselves. People selectively forgot this, only remembering that they are symbols of disaster and unknown monsters.

However, for Ulysses, who is thousands of times more unknown than a witch, the demonic nature they carry makes him feel very comfortable because this aura is very similar to Shaji.

In the blur, Ulysses really confused the witch sisters with Shaji. His body naturally relaxed and lay in their arms without any warning.

"Let me... take a break..." Ulysses, who had been a girl with nearly three-digit figures in a row today, was really tired and needed to find a place to have a good rest.

The witch's sisters looked at each other. Although her sister's eyes were sealed by herself, the demon's eyes behind the Belt were still full of pleasure.

“Meia.”

"Mesa."

With a demonic whisper, the two of them came to Ulysses together, and then took this rare opportunity to rely on him and feel the body temperature of their lovers.

Under the shadow of the tree, the figures of the three of them together were reflected in the eyes of others, and they seemed so peaceful and happy that they couldn't bear to break the intimate atmosphere.

As the heroes who participated in that battle, many people knew Mephie and the witch's sisters, and it was not surprising that this scene happened at all.

"Hahaha, hug you left and right, a man's ideal."

“It’s great to be young.”

"Bang!" The golden wine glass was pinched into a golden cake by the rain. The terrifying murderous aura burst out uncontrollably, scaring a large number of people around her.

That bastard! Should I kill him now, so as not to do such shameless things in front of her?!~!

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