Catalog of the Lost - a searing epic

"Well, of course, the two of us just sat there all the time, and he's been following him since Master Bretz woke up. "

Will finally pulled out, ready to find a corner to rest for a while to relieve his fatigue, but just as he was about to close his eyes, he heard two familiar voices, his mind instantly cleared up, and he greeted the two.

"Yo, Gryffin, Mora. "

Gryfin immediately responded, "Treat the heroes with good things." "

Immediately, a barrel of wine held by Gryfin came into Will's field of vision, and Mora immediately raised what was hidden behind him, which were also two bottles of wine, but both the decoration and the color proved that they were of the highest quality, the kind that several people had been serving as soldiers in the city of Morellano, and could not buy them with a meager salary, so they had to wait and see.

Will widened his eyes when he saw the two bottles of wine in Mora's hand, and asked in horror and in a whisper, "This is... Where did you get it?".

Mora just smiled and didn't reply, and Will turned his head to look at Gryfin again, only to see Gryfin shake his head, as if to say that he didn't know either.

"What's important where it came from, the most important thing is that we have to get rid of the stolen goods quickly. "

Mora's words made Will shudder, and he said intermittently, "What you said... It's like we're doing something dishonorable, isn't it where you are... Steal it. "

Seeing that his deeds were revealed, Mora had no choice but to admit: "Don't say it so ugly, I took it openly, okay, when I cleaned the battlefield, there were still several boxes left in the cellar of the Yoni family, but he just took two bottles, and he couldn't find them." "

"You're crazy!" Gryfin shouted as he picked up Mora's ear, but immediately realized that his voice was too loud, so he leaned close to the two and whispered, "Let Yoni find out, and you're finished." "

"What's the point of being beaten and scolded? There's no way Yuni can kill me, and besides, what are you afraid of, Lord Emer, Gryffind. "

Gryfin seemed to want to persuade a few more words, but Will preemptively said, "Just two bottles that won't be discovered... Excuse me, therefore, Mora, and let me smell the wine, and, ah, Gryffindin, aren't you curious? This was in Moregliano in a gold-encrusted box by the merchants, and for the big men. "

Gryfin couldn't help but be curious, after all, after Will finished speaking, Mora couldn't wait to open a bottle, and then the two of them put their foreheads on their foreheads and sniffed the wine from the mouth of the bottle.

"Roar, good thing, this smell, even if I die now, I'm willing to do it. "

"Don't fart, no one would die for this thing, but it really smells good. "

Will and Mora became more and more obsessed with the smell, and Gryfin couldn't help but want to come forward, and he desperately endured it, as if he couldn't accept this behavior, until they both turned their heads to look at him at the same time, and said with a wicked smile: "Don't you want to smell it?" Gryffin. "

Gryfin couldn't hold back any longer, and directly picked up another bottle of wine, twisted the mouth of the bottle violently, and didn't even smell the taste, and drank it directly.

"What are you doing!" shouted Will, sprang up from the ground, snatched the bottle from Gryffind's hand, and spilled a lot of it because of the great force it used to grab it, and then Will stared at the half-bottle of wine, and said in disbelief, "You guy, you guy! How can you do this, the good stuff must be saved until the end! There is no yours! The rest is ours! You say two words to him, Mora!".

Will looked behind him, only to see that Mora was no longer there, but under the two of them, licking the dusty ground and where the wine had spilled.

Will also seemed to feel a strange gaze, slowly turned his head, and said, "Why do you look at me like this? Huh?".

Gryfin and Will looked at each other, lowered their heads, and handed Mora the original bottle of wine that had not yet been moved.

"It's all yours. "

Angered by what seemed to be pity for herself, Mora stood up and shouted, "Don't you feel ashamed of how much effort you have wasted in the cellar by finding out the news with great difficulty, and then carefully sneaking into the cellar under Yoni's nose?"

Mora was really anxious, looking back and forth at Gryfin and Will's faces, and the three of them looked at each other until Gryfin couldn't help it, and laughed out loud, and finally covered his stomach with one hand and his forehead with the other, and lay on the ground laughing.

Will was laughing, but not as exaggerated as Gryffin, and sat down gently against the wall.

Only the remaining Mora stood in place, complaining weakly: "I really don't understand you." "

"Okay, okay, sit down, let's drink. Gryfin was the first to heckle.

Seeing the thoroughly exposed Gryffin, Will jokingly sarcastically said, "Yo, why doesn't this person pretend." "

"Who told us that we are now accomplices, and we have to suffer together to be beaten and scolded, and besides, this wine is really delicious, I really can't help it, if you don't drink it, give it to me." "

Gryfin reached out and was about to snatch Will's wine, but Will also directly took the wine back, scolding: "If you have yours, don't rob it, you hypocrite, you have to save the good things for the end, don't you understand?".

"When your belly is stretched up by those bad wines, and your mouth is numb, you won't be able to taste the good wine," said Mora, who had just sat down, "and I'll stand Gryfin in this matter." "

Seeing that Mora also had the same opinion as Gryffin, Will took a sip of wine with difficulty, but he didn't know that there was no end to this drink, and directly poured the remaining half bottle of wine into his stomach.

"Cool!".

There was now only a whole bottle of wine in Mora's hand on the field, even though Mora was very reluctant, but seeing the two of them throwing pitiful glances at him, he finally had no choice but to compromise, drank a third of the wine in his hand, and then poured half of the remaining two-thirds into an empty bottle and handed it to the two.

This magnanimous gesture caused Will to fall directly in front of Mora, muttering words of thanks.

"Don't do that, just drink it. "

At this point, Gryfin was embarrassed and handed the wine in his hand to Mora, but was refused.

"You haven't drunk this bar, in fact, I have drunk it a long time ago, and when I was in Moregliano, I stole several bottles, and remember when a vendor came to us and wanted us to catch the guy who stole the wine, and that's what I did. "

Gryfin and Mora thought about it carefully, there had indeed been such a thing, and at this moment, Gryfin suddenly thought of something, and asked Mora tremblingly, "You can't be some kind of river thief or something." "

"Pretty much. Mora acted as if he didn't care.

Despite this, Gryfin and Will still had a hard time drinking the almsgiving wine, and seemed to know that even if they drank it, they would not have the same initial feeling at this moment, but even if they refused now, they could not change Mora's mind, so they both drank the wine at the same time, but there was half of it left in each bottle.

Looking at the two who suddenly stopped, Mora suddenly had a bad premonition, and was about to run, but was subdued by Gryffindin, and watched Will pour the rest of the wine into a bottle, and then walked over, stuffed the bottle into his mouth, and forcibly poured the wine down.

"You two guys. Mora sighed with a smile in her eyes.

After the two bottles of wine were completely drunk, all three of them were exhausted, and their backs were against the same wall, and they closed their eyes and rested quietly.

I don't know if it's because of the strength of the wine, Gryfin was the first to express his heart, saying, "To be honest, you two are more important than me compared to the others. "

"Why are you so hypocritical, you guy", Mora teased jokingly, "You didn't be so hypocritical when you attacked that stupid big guy in the Battle of Lulu and saved us." "

"Because... I was an orphan, my parents were supposed to have died in the famine, I was adopted by the church since I was a child, our church there was a lot of chaos, there were always big kids bullying the younger ones, I was very bad at talking, so I was bullied until I was older. "

"I see, no wonder you've always been alone in training, so conspicuous, I thought you guys looked down on us and didn't want to be in the company of people like us. "

"How is that possible", Gryfin smiled bitterly, "hypocrites or pretends, so be it for now." "

"What's so bad about orphans, at least you never have to go crazy after drinking, the mother who finds her children to vent when she is beaten, a bunch of younger brothers and sisters who rely on you all day long, and haven't been beaten to death by going to the lord's house to steal food in order to feed your younger brothers and sisters, I didn't dare to think about this kind of thing before, how happy it is. "

"It always feels... I'm sorry," said Will, who was silent, suddenly, "I'm the only one doing well. "

"Fuck you, Will", Mora scolded mercilessly, "why be so sorry for your happiness, you bastard, it's something special for you, and even if we don't, it doesn't stop you from being happy." "

Seeing that the topic was getting sadter and sadter, Gryfin immediately relieved himself and said: "It's disgusting that such a good wine is paired with such a bad drink, let's talk about something funny, by the way, Lulu Town." "

"Speaking of Lulu Town, it was a blast when the three of us pushed the sword out of the Imperial's asshole together. "

"I still remember, that stupid big guy said a bunch of crooked things, and when he died, he was ridiculed by Yoni, and that was really cool. "

Gryffin, Will, and Mora Bing, all three of whom are of the same age, size, and experience, no one stands out more than the other two, and they have more or less left a heavy weight on each other in their hearts after the rest of their lives after two catastrophes together.

With the strength of the wine, the three of them have been chatting all the time, from joining the army to defending the city in Moregliano, to the town of Lulu, and then to the future, imagining everyone's vision of their dream life.

"We must live until the end of this war. Gryfin said.

"Who can guarantee this, to live such a thing, alas... But I promise that if either of you dies, I will make a monument for you, and pour the best wine on your monument every year, so if I die and you give me bad wine, I will not forgive you underground. Mora said.

"Forget it, let's have one less, and we all have bitter mouths when we drink. Will said.

At this point, the three's drinking party was completely over, and there were only two bottles of fine wine scattered on the ground, and the barrel they called inferior wine had not been opened until the end, and perhaps the three of them had forgotten that the barrel was still standing not far from them until they fell asleep, and perhaps some people remembered, but it would be a bit out of place to say it now.

'You must live, you two. Everybody prayed to the other two.