"Human beings."


    Caesar said that the waitress did not ask more, but in the elegy game, the characteristics of higher human wisdom and faster thinking brought them great advantages. Although many elegy card masters have emerged in the clan, there is still a big gap between the clan and human beings in the overall game level.


    "OK, just a moment, please."


    As she said, she handed Caesar the water and asked him to sit down. Then she took out a picture book and prepared to record new information: "do you have the grade certification of the association? I can find opponents with similar level for you."


    Is this the ladder system


    Last time I just mentioned it to the person in charge. It seems that they have improved the content and put it into operation, and there seems to be something called the Association... Caesar secretly judged, but did not answer.


    Seeing this, the waitress nodded clearly: "the tavern will choose your opponent at the internship stage. Please follow our referee..."


    At this time, Caesar found Luna knocking on his spine back. After a brief psionic communication, he took out the things the little guy gave him with his tail, took a look, and then handed them to the waitress in front of him: "is that it? I just forgot."


    "Epic."


    The waitress''s tone has slightly improved. In the evaluation of the association, the epics are basically semi professional elegy players, most of them are human, and there are few clans. I didn''t expect this in front of me.


    After carefully identifying the authenticity of the badge in the dragon''s claw and making a record, she smiled apologetically at Caesar: "sorry, Mr. long, there are no other epic players in the tavern today, so we have to match the opponent with the smallest gap with you."


    "It doesn''t matter." Caesar nodded.


    "... please follow me."


    The beautiful waitress got up and led Caesar to the sunny hall. The faint aroma of wine floated in the air. She motioned Caesar to sit down and wait at a large long table prepared for the clan. She quickened her pace, walked to the side of another table and asked softly:


    "Mr. gulagas, are you going to play a new game? An epic player from the clan is looking for an opponent."


    "Clan epic?"


    A voice full of surprise and doubt sounded immediately. With the movement of the chair, a bald man with bare upper body and brown beard stood up and looked curiously at Caesar waiting not far away.


    It is said to be strong. In fact, it is more appropriate to use obesity. Excessive fat makes the man''s waist comparable with the dog devil. Caesar''s psychic energy tells himself: the man is only 30 years old, but his vigorous beard and fat body make him look like an old man in his fifties.


    "Hello, friend."


    Gulagas sat down carelessly opposite Caesar: "I didn''t expect that some guys in the black wing clan could get the epic level. I thought legends and epics were exclusive to human beings. Hey."


    Caesar took care of himself and handed the suit to the referee for inspection. Then he turned around and said, "start when you''re ready."


    "Don''t worry, friend."


    Gulagas raised the glass in his hand: "the dry game is meaningless. Why don''t we add some bets? Let''s not play pick card. If I win, you have to buy me a drink, otherwise I''ll buy it. Anyway, the cheapest wine is only three copper and one cup, no problem?"


    "OK."


    Gulagas uses the warrior class, while Caesar uses the warlock class, a new class launched at the same time as the Blackstone expansion pack.


    "Feilong, are you exploring a new career? I have to say that this new career is really the failure of elegy card. A powerful warlock relying on blood power has turned his talent into extracting his own vitality in the card game. It''s ridiculous. The creator of elegy card must have a grudge against the Warlock."


    This guy is a chatterbox, muttering: "but even if you''re exploring a new career, for the sake of good wine, I won''t be merciful..."


    As a result, he owed five beers in less than an hour.


    suffer a big.


    "How?"


    Gulagas looked at the other party''s shining warlock badge. It was not a problem to lose five games in a row, but he could not see the hope of victory in each game. The other party seemed to be able to see through his hand. Each spell card was just right, and he could not get even a little advantage from beginning to end.


    "Forget it, gulagas, let''s admit defeat and don''t continue."


    His companions advised him that they were not locals. Gulagas was impulsive and reckless, and he was always drunk. In the past, there were countless fights provoked by him, although those were successfully solved. But now, unlike in the past, this is a high-pressure northern Empire, and there is no easy guy on the other side.


    Gulagas ignored his companions and said to himself, "some time ago, I clearly heard those legendary players say that at this stage, warlocks can use too few cards, and the card groups are basically low-intensity and unstable sets... This is not the performance of Warlock."


    "Can you show me your deck?" gulagas raised his head suddenly and asked abruptly.


    "At will."


    Caesar pushed the neat stack of elegy cards on the black table to gulagas. His attention was not that. Just at the end of the last game, Luna used a concealment technique and slipped out of the elegy pub.


    Of course, this can''t hide from Caesar''s eyes. He is using his psionics to protect the little guy''s safety.


    "Blasphemy, demonic plans, terrible slave owners..."


    Gulagas carefully looked through the deck. Most elegy players would regard the deck as their hard work and were unwilling to make it public. It was not easy for their opponents to watch the deck. His calm and generous attitude made him have a lot of good feelings: "very basic collocation, and there was no card with more than eight fees."


    Gulagas sighed. Although he could write down all these cards, he could not understand the excellence of the deck in a short time.


    After thinking about it for a while, he took out a can of homemade wine from his pocket and handed it to his opponent: "well... Feilong, can you tell me about the use of this set of cards? In exchange, I''d like to give you a can of ''midsummer'', its taste... I''m sure even your emperor will like it."


    I''ll like it, too?


    Caesar looked at the fat man in front of him. When he said this, his eyes were filled with unparalleled self-confidence. The guy with this performance was either an unknown madman or an outstanding master in the world.


    Caesar, who looked like a flying dragon, took over and opened the mouth of the jar. The thick tea wine in the jar immediately gave off a special fragrance. He took a sip, and the spicy and dry wine flashed away. It was mild and mellow, followed by him - it was really a top-grade product made by a master.


    "Very good." Caesar gave a generous praise and asked, "there is no such wine in the north. Which country did you bring it from?"


    "No country can mix ''midsummer''." the fat man narrowed his eyes with a smile and said proudly, "it comes from gulagas."


    He is a master winemaker from the south. He looks for rare brewing raw materials and tries various brewing formulas in all parts of Aladia. The purpose of this trip to Beidi was the same, but somehow he fell in love with the elegy card and paid a great deal of time and effort for it.


    Gulagas denounced the wine in the north as "boring and hard to swallow inferior", but it stayed in this place for a long time because of the elegy card.


    Once, when he was drunk, he held up his glass and said, "beautiful wine and Elegy should not be betrayed!"


    After chatting with gulagas about wine making and Elegy, the door of elegy tavern was pushed open again. Caesar turned his head and a woman in black robe and black hood came in.