When Zach came to the central hall on the second floor, the huge banquet hall was already crowded with hundreds of people, making it very lively.

People gathered together in groups of three or three, and waiters wandered around with their dinner plates and wine glasses.

Tonight is a farewell banquet. Tomorrow, everyone in the Mage Tower will bid farewell to the world under the leadership of Zach and embark on a journey to the Void Sea.

The banquet has been halfway through.

Dandelion was playing the lute in the center of the hall, and there were many spectators around him.

The warlock and the witch hunter stayed together, and there was a natural connection between the two groups.

Yennefa and Tris were talking about something, while Geralt was talking to his several of his witch hunter brothers.

The lonely Wigoftz sat opposite Arretin, and the two one-eyed men looked at each other without saying a word.

Most of the people in the banquet hall were handsome and tall elves, all of whom were wild hunters who had their hideous armor.

The more than 100 people who looked normal in the hall were all high-level vampires.

The Shadow Elder was not present and seemed to have completely handed over his tribe to Zach for management.

The old vampire stayed in the warehouse underground and slept upside down, scaring several porters last time.

The underground storage department was a bit gloomy, and after that, rumors spread everywhere. After several "strong rectifications" by Vatir, the efficiency of transporting materials was restored.

The appearance of the black-haired mage immediately attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked at him one after another, and the noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

People were waiting for his speech.

But Zach was already in a daze at this time.

Looking at the people below, he suddenly recalled the graduation ceremony of the mage apprentice not long ago.

The group of people at that time also looked at him, full of curiosity and doubts about their future.

It has only been a few months, but it seems like a lifetime ago.

After several attempts to speak, Zach finally waved his hand, walked straight into the crowd, and joined the banquet.

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"Zach! Here!"

Zach looked at the sound and saw Geralt sitting in a corner of the banquet hall, waving to himself vigorously. There were three other demon hunters sitting next to him.

The black-haired mage walked to the long table and saw that Geralt was already drinking and his face was flushed.

He looked at the other people sitting around the table, Eskal with short hair in the middle part and Lambert with her back combed had obviously drunk a lot.

Only Resso's face looked normal, but his eyes were a little dull.

"Oh, Lord Zach." Lambert burped with a cynical look on his face: "Rare guest! Guest!"

"Quick!" Geralt patted the bench beside him, his voice a little out of tune: "Add... Join us!"

"What are you doing?"

"Of course it's a game..." Eskal directly put his arms around Zach's shoulder and pressed him on the chair: "Things I've never done."

Zach looked at the bald man opposite the table, and the other party still looked ahead with a dull look.

Albert smiled and pointed at Resor, "Don't worry about him, I'm confused." Then he explained the rules of the game: "It's very... very simple. Everyone takes turns saying something they haven't done before. Others... hiccup... If others have done it, then they will be fined for a drink."

He shook his wine glass again: "And...there are white bees with vodka, you can...don't pour one."

Zach looked down at the liquid in the cup, and the spicy taste rushed straight into his nose.

[White Bee] Although it is the only witch hunter potion that is not toxic, its strength is far beyond what ordinary people can bear.

With vodka, even the witch hunter who is invincible with all poisons can be poured in just a few cups.

The black-haired mage curled his lips and said directly: "I haven't experienced the green grass trial."

Lambert shouted directly: "You are cheating!"

"Hey!" Geralt said, "I'll let him do it in the first round." After that, he raised his glass and drank it all.

Eskal also drank a drink.

"You have to... say something interesting." Lambert rolled his eyes and drank his own wine: "Resor, why don't you drink it?"

The bald man was still sitting there motionless.

"Resol?" Escar patted the other party's shoulder, and the big man's body fell down, his bare head hit the table and bounced a few times, making a series of banging sounds.

"Haha! Drink... I'm dizzy!" Lambert pointed to Resor who was lying on the table: "It's so embarrassing to the witch hunter."

The noisy sound attracted Yennefa and Kaira on the side.

"I'm playing with this again..." The black-haired warlock hugged her hands in front of her chest, looking at the drunken witch hunters: "It's no good for you guys to get together every time!"

But Kaira pushed Yennefa with her elbow, raised her chin and pointed at Zach at the table.

Yennafa shut up knowingly and watched with great interest.

"I have it!" Eskal glanced at the two ladies: "I thought of it!"

He stepped on the chair with one foot: "I have never...slept...slept with a sorcerer!"

Zach shrugged.

Geralt smiled and glanced at Yennefa and Keira, and drank a drink.

Lambert hesitated for a moment, glanced at the side, and drank it all in one go.

Kaila, who was on the side, directly held her forehead.

"So fast!" Eskal ran to the opposite side of the table and hugged Lambert's shoulder: "Who said that the witch hunter was going to stay away from the sorcerer?"

"Oh... I'm the only one left now..." Eskal patted his chest and looked heartbroken: "I'm the only one... hiccup... and stick to the principles."

Lambert looked embarrassed and glanced at the wine glass in Zach's hand, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Our master hasn't drunk a sip!"

"This is unfair...we're just talking about our own affairs..." Geralt thought with one hand on his chin.

"I have it!" He shook his head and said in a speechless manner: "I... have never...slept with a female mage..."

He emphasized the word "Master" and then looked at Zach with a proud look.

However, the black-haired mage continued to sit there, the wine glass in his hand remained motionless.

The three witch hunters' eyes gradually turned from the initial expectation to surprise.

The two sorcerers next to them also looked incredible.

Kaila asked curiously: "Is the mage only male?"

Zach shook his head.

Yennefa asked, "You are not unilateral breeding, are you?"

Zach shook his head again.

"How old are you?"

"One hundred years old..."

Everyone's eyes became a little complicated for a moment.

"Ahem..." Geralt broke the embarrassing silence: "Zach...you talk about the next one."

"Okay." The black-haired mage was about to speak, and his eyes swept to another corner of the banquet hall.

The two one-eyed men were still staring at each other.

"Wigorfotz, Arretin, come together..." Zach looked to the other side again: "Avarak, Vatir! Come too."

The two black-haired men looked at each other for a while, stood up and walked over in disappointment.

"The strongest surface", "The King of Wild Hunting", "Spy Chief" and "Elf Sage" just sat down when they heard the black-haired mage speak:

"I..." He knocked on the table:

"Never caught Xiri."

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The game was just like this, and more and more people were watching.

Even Visemir, who had been strictly prohibiting his disciples from drinking, watched.

Vatir fainted on the ground after only one drink.

“I’ve never worn women’s clothing.”

Geralt, Eskal, Lambert drank it all in one go.

“I’ve never sprayed perfume.”

Arretin, Avarak, and Wigofotz drank it all in one go.

"I have never visited a place of love and mist."

Wigofortz looked proudly at the three witch hunters raising their wine glasses.
To be continued...