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Stormwind Mage God

This is a tale of a young guy who travels to the world of Azeroth. He's all about love and justice (and not turning into a ghoul), not afraid to give up everything (he can run back to his corpse to respawn), and on a mission to find what's been lost: morals/morality and humanity (integrity). He never stops trying to regain his integrity, even when he falls off the wagon. ------------- Hello everyone I am back with a new Project!!!!! Yes this was previously partially translated on here -https://www.webnovel.com/book/stormwind-mage-god_25830019606309105 I started over from scratch and did not use any of the previous translator's work. To reiterate- this is a CN translation and not an original story. If you're not into Chinese fanfics this is probably not for you. I am not a professional, this is just a hobby for me, and I am just a 1 man team. I do the best that I can with what I have. The more motivated I am the more active I will be in editing up to chapter 80ish to the current standard. If you like what I do feel free to buy me a coffee at https://www.buymeacoffee.com/GPTandChill - or sign up for my patreon @ patreon.com/GPT_And_Chill

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Chapter 348: War on the Drinking Table - Part 2

The system sprite popped out: "Dear host, do you want to be immune to drunkenness?"

"No kidding! Is there a physical way?"

"I can stimulate the production of alcohol dehydrogenase in your body, making you less likely to get drunk. At most, I can increase your alcohol tolerance by 5000%, but the cost is your physical stamina..."

"Enough said, do it!"

Just three seconds after Kurdran finished his drink, Duke also emptied his large cup.

"Come on! Who's afraid of who!?" Duke flipped his large cup upside down, only a few drops of wine dripped down, showing that he had finished his drink.

For a moment, everyone was in an uproar. Was Duke really this good, or was he just bluffing and would soon show his true colors?

Miss Jandice Barov looked at the huge barrel of wine in confusion, as if she was tempted by the aroma of the wine. Jandice beckoned, and naturally, a dwarf maid helped pour the wine.

Jandice took a small sip, initially it tasted a bit sweet, but within a minute, the strong alcohol burst from her stomach, a heat wave rose from her chest and shot straight to her forehead.

"Heavens! What kind of wine is this?" Jandice almost couldn't stand.

On the other side, Kurdran saw that Duke didn't fall after one cup, and the King of the Wildhammers was not pleased. He thought to himself: You can drink this much, so why did you pretend you couldn't before!

"I just don't like you humans with all your twists and turns, today I won't stop drinking until you fall. Come on, let's have a good time!"

A barrel of wine, even if it's a small barrel, has at least 10 liters, and it was quickly emptied by Kurdran and Duke.

Kurdran on this side was naturally gifted.

Duke on the other side was equally unfaBolvarable!

Most of the guys who were drinking along with them were already swaying, and only a few who hadn't 'died on the drinking table' were a bit tipsy.

But the two guys in the middle were swaying but not falling.

"Hey, Duke, don't you think we're going to go on like this forever?" Kurdran wiped the wine from his beard, accidentally wiping it onto his eyebrows.

"Hmm, old man Kurdran, let's make it more exciting, shall we?" Duke elegantly wiped his mouth with a napkin, then pointed his finger at his nose: "How about mixing drinks?"

"That's the inevitable second stage, not exciting." Kurdran raised his hand: "Bring all the models from my military map! And my treasures."

Soon, a large number of gryphon rider models were placed on the table.

"Starting now, every round, I'll add another squad of 8 gryphon riders. In return, you have to give me 10 more barrels of this kind of wine."

"No problem."

"I haven't... finished, from now on, we mix drinks. Each round must drink a different wine than the last. And we play dice."

"What dice?"

Seeing a dwarf servant bring a fist-sized dice, Duke couldn't help but laugh.

Damn, should I say that all the drunks' vices in the world are universal?

Each side of the dice had different content, there were 'any amount', 'one cup', 'two cups', of course, the most terrifying was 'clear the table'.

Now, there were at least twenty different kinds of wine on the table...

At that moment,

Duke had a million thoughts racing through his mind, he even felt like dying.

An increase of 5000% in alcohol dehydrogenase might sound a lot, but if his original constitution was weak, 5000% would only be 50 times, and 50 times would only be 250.

A 'clear the table' could definitely knock him out.

"Hehe, you can drink only one cup per round, but drinking one cup only counts as breaking even. You must drink one more different cup to roll the dice. Whatever comes out on the dice is what your opponent has to drink. The opponent has to finish their drink before they can start their turn."

Duke didn't want to know anything else, at this moment he just wanted to send a message to Lothar, would it count as a work injury if he died of alcohol poisoning?

The cruel showdown began.

Duke went first, his face dark. After drinking two cups, Kurdran only got an 'any amount'. This shameless King of the Wildhammers, in order to cheat a drink, just took a small sip.

Wasting opportunities will be punished. Kurdran, who went second, hit Duke with a 'five cups'.

Seeing the situation going wrong, Duke decisively cheated, letting the system sprite control his muscles, and threw a 'clear the table' at Kurdran.

However, there's no need to explain a life with cheats.

Kurdran didn't fall!

He still didn't fall!

After the wine on the table was refilled, he shamelessly and explosively returned a 'clear the table' to Duke.

Duke was sunk... just a little bit...

Looking at the system prompt "You are 1% away from being completely drunk.", Duke managed to hold on. He continued to cheat, and returned another 'clear the table'.

This time, the drinking table demon Kurdran finally showed signs of not being able to hold on. He almost exhausted all his strength to give Duke 'one cup'.

At this moment, Duke Marcus, the commander of the Alliance's drinking table, drank this cup of wine with the most tragic expression, and then fell down with a thud.

Has the outcome been decided?

No!

Kurdran, amidst the cheers of the Wildhammer dwarves, raised his cup high, but couldn't drink a drop.

At this moment, Kurdran seemed to be possessed by something, he sang a majestic and lonely song:

"This body is the bone of wine!"

"Blood filled with wine, heart like a wine vat!"

"Never defeated in countless drinking games."

"Never retreated once."

"Never found a confidant."

"I often stand alone at the top of an empty wine barrel, drunk in the loneliness of victory."

"But, all that's left is emptiness."

"So this body, destined to be born for wine, to fight for drinking buddies."

After singing, he dropped his wine cup on the ground: "I declare, from now on, Duke is my brother!" After saying that, the drinking table demon Kurdran Wildhammer... fell...

And let out a snore like thunder.

Actually, it was a draw!?

Kurdran, who could drink a whole group under the table, actually tied with the young human mage Duke.

One can imagine, Duke's fame will spread throughout the whole of Aerie Peak overnight.

Yes, that's right!

Duke led the army to save Aerie Peak, perhaps his fame couldn't be known to every household. But Duke drank Kurdran under the table, then Duke was destined to be famous throughout the dwarf world.

The dwarves' worldview is so peculiar, only the strongest and the best drinkers can become famous.

Seeing that no one could stand on the guest and host seats, the aftermath teams from both sides came out to clean up the battlefield, picking up their respective 'bodies'.

A dwarf lady who seemed to be Kurdran's wife threw Kurdran onto a small cart and pushed Kurdran away like she was about to take out the trash.

Vanessa, on the other hand, dragged Duke by the leg, dragging him away like a dead dog.