The Immortal's Wine Store Chapter 330
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"Great wine! This is much better than I expected!" Physoris exclaimed in awe after a single sip. She was already captivated by the wine in her hands. She promised herself to visit this place daily. 'I must go here every day and drink a bottle or two. I just hope that His Majesty would not destroy this store if he learns about its arrogant name.' She muttered in her heart.
"Big Brothers, here are your orders. That would be 2500 Blood Stones for each of you." Meimei smiled widely at Zagan and Zorzoch.
Zagan laughed heartily upon hearing that. "Don't worry, Little Sister Meimei. We won't run for this measly sum. Hahaha!"
Zorzoch also smiled lightly at the two girls.
"If you want anything else, you can just tell our new employee about it. Wait, let me call him for a bit." Meimei said to the four Demon Lords before turning around. Xiaoxiao followed behind her like the tail of a cat.
"They have one more employee? Is he also a Nascent God Realm savage beast?" Zorzoch said in surprise.
"Who knows? They are calling him, so let's just wait and see." Zagan said as he opened a bottle of wine. He pushed the silver cup away and took the whole bottle to his mouth.
Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.
"Ah! Delicious indeed! My 500 Blood Stones wasn't wasted! Hahaha!" Zagan said while praising the wine.
"This!"
A surprised exclamation suddenly interrupted the joyous atmosphere. Physoris, Zagan, and Zorzoch stared at Azgonoth who had abruptly stood up from his seat. A look of astonishment can be seen on his face.
"Is this Weapon Intent?! And my body strength...it has actually improved by a small margin!" He muttered with wide eyes.
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"Brother Azgonoth, what happened?" Zorzoch asked with a baffled look on his handsome face.
Azgonoth coughed lightly and shook his head. He then sat back down while looking at the wine bottle on the table with a heated gaze.
"It seems like we have underestimated the value of this wine." He answered.
"Underestimated?"
The three Demon Lords furrowed their eyebrows as they stared at Azgonoth with questioning looks on their faces.
"That's right! Ays, you'll know soon." Azgonoth did not bother to explain and continued to drink his wine with a look of ecstasy.
The three Demon Lords creased their eyebrows, but they did not press him further.
"Wait. This is! Weapon Intent?! How could this be?!" The next one to be surprised was the seductress, Physoris. She covered her mouth with her delicate hand and her eyebrows jumped up in shock. She could feel a sharp increase in her weapon proficiency, but this made her dumbfounded.
Weapon Intent was the extremities of one's proficiency in wielding their weapons. Only those who trained their weapons to the peak of their abilities would be able to reach the Weapon Intent level in weapon proficiency! Even for someone at the Nascent God Realm or Demon Lord, it was difficult to reach the Weapon Intent level, so her surprise wasn't without reason.
Seeing her expression, Azgonoth smiled knowingly. He had already expected this kind of reaction from them, so he wasn't surprised. Even he was so stunned when discovered the effects of drinking the wine.
Physoris glanced at Azgonoth and said with a wry smile. "Brother Azgonoth, now I know why you have said those words. To think that such wine actually exists in this world. I'm at loss for words."
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Zagan and Zorzoch glanced at the two and they could not help but butt in. "Lady Physoris, Brother Azgonoth, can you please enlighten the two of us?"
Azgonoth and Physoris glanced at them with mysterious gazes. This intensified the curiosity of Zagan and Zorzoch. If not for the strength of the two before them, they would have already beaten them up for keeping them in suspense...
Just as Zagan and Zorzoch were about to crazy, Meimei's sweet voice suddenly echoed.
"Guests, this guy here is our new employee. If you have any more orders, you can just tell him about it."
The four Demon Lords turned their gazes to the burly demon beside Meimei and their eyes widened after identifying him.
"Burlock?"
"Brother Burlock?"
Burlock smiled sheepishly at the four of them. He felt slightly embarrassed to face them in this situation, but he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back. Looking back, he saw Meimei grinning at him. Her elbow was poking his back like a sharp spear.
"Don't mess up." She whispered to Burlock with a meaningful smile.
Burlock's heart skipped a beat when he saw her smile. He swiftly turned around and put on a professional smile as he said. "Guests, don't be surprised. I'm indeed a new waiter here. I just recently applied for this job early this morning."
"Hahaha! To think that a proud demon like Brother Burlock is actually willing to work for someone! It seems like the owner of this store is really strong!" Zagan laughed heartily when he saw that his rival was reduced into a mere lackey. He had been at odds with Burlock for hundreds of years, so he was quite happy to see the man greeting him in such a manner.
Burlock glanced darkly at Zagan, but he still forced out a smile as he said. "Brother Zagan, be careful with your words. Do you really think that I have become a soft persimmon?" His voice was full of warning.
Zagan smiled widely in contempt as he looked at Burlock. "Burlock my old friend, don't be agitated. I'm merely curious about the owner of this store. I really like to meet him in person."
Burlock glanced deeply at him and snorted. "Wine Master Jiu isn't someone you can meet casually! Even I was lucky enough to stumble upon him along the way."
"Lucky to stumble upon him? Are you sure about that? Or did you try to steal his spiritual plants and was beaten black and blue before making you work for him." Zagan's eyes flashed with wisdom as he said those words. It was truly surprising for such a giant demon to have this kind of perception and intellect. From the small clues he had seen and the actions of Burlock, he was able to deduce what had happened.
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