Chapter 549 “Food Customs”

Chapter 549 “Food Customs”

Nina, who had already been looking forward to the trip to Light Wind Harbor and the food of the elven city-state for a long time, now finally faced the harsh reality.

She was now sitting stagnantly in front of the table, looking at the pile of black substances on the table that emitted an unknown odor – overbaked muffins piled on top of fermented beans that were so fermented that they were bubbling, the combination of flavors that came out of this could be imagined without even tasting it, and it was beyond Nina’s understanding of “food”, rather, it was beyond her understanding of the word “food”. It was beyond Nina’s understanding of “food”, more like some kind of abstract artwork.

Opposite the table, Shirley’s situation was obviously not much better, in front of her was a pile of sweet pancakes “localized and modified version of the elves”, the smell of fermented cheese made her face a little green.

After a long moment, Shirley looked up, at Nina across from herself, and raised her hand again to point at the food on the table, “They say this stuff is sweet crepes ……”

“How could they insult sweet crepes like that ……” Nina looked like she was on the verge of tears, “It’s clearly my favorite thing to eat since I was a kid… …”

“But it is indeed the sweet pancakes of Lightwind Harbor,” said Taran El, sitting at the other end of the table, the great scholar of the Academy of Truth, who looked a little nervous at the moment, whether it was because he was “neglecting Captain Duncan’s family” or simply because he couldn’t face the two girls’ almost grumbling. Unable to face the two girls’ almost grudging gazes, “As far as I know, many outsiders do not seem to be used to it …… but there are some who like it very much after getting used to it ……”

Nina looked horrified, “But this beans are stinking! Not only does it stink, it’s even stretching! The mucus is even bubbling!”

“But it tastes delicious, really,” Taran-El explained with an effort at sincerity, “and there are absolutely no health problems – on the contrary, it’s great for the digestive system… …”

Nina and Shirley listened to the great scholar, both of them with an out-of-body look on their faces, as if their minds had completely lost track of real-world logic.

When Duncan rushed over, he saw such an expected scene.

It made him unable to hold back a smile as he stepped forward and rubbed Nina’s hair, “Didn’t I tell you, you won’t necessarily be able to adapt to the food in Lightwind Harbor – the elves have made a lot of adjustments to these regional specialties according to their tastes.”

Nina muttered something like, “But I didn’t visualize what they’d adjust to ……”

“Sorry, I was being ill-considered – should have suggested some of the less ‘local specialty’ foods first,” Taran-El says the moment she sees Duncan appearing Subconsciously nervous, but having at least adapted so far, she quickly adjusted and said with an apology to the two greatly disappointed girls, “The bread and bacon rolls in Lightwind Harbor are no different than anywhere else, so deal with those.”

But what was unexpected was that after hearing Taran El’s words, Sherry suddenly pursed her lips and picked up the “pancake” in front of her that emitted a strange smell.

Lucrecia, who was originally watching the fun, was a bit surprised when she saw this: “Shirley?”

“It’s food,” Shirley muttered, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she closed her eyes and stuffed the pancake into her mouth, chewing hard while making a muffled sound, “It’s not that bad. …… “

Nina looked across the table in shock at her best friend who was struggling to swallow her food, and after freezing for a moment she seemed to think of something before picking up her plate without a word.

The two girls pretty much wolfed down the food Taran-El had bought.

Then they wiped their mouths almost simultaneously and looked up at each other with wide grins.

The living room was a little quiet for a moment.

Duncan laughed, patted Nina on the shoulder, and went over to Sherry and wiped the ‘sauce’ off her face.

Taran El, on the other hand, froze for a few seconds and then reacted, breaking the silence with a little embarrassment: “Few outsiders can adapt to them so quickly …… Oh yes, if you are not accustomed to Lightwind Harbor’s food processed by fermentation, in fact, we also have a lot of food to retain the flavor of the country of origin, in addition to the bread and breads I mentioned just now, we also have a lot of food. In addition to the bread and bacon rolls I mentioned earlier, there is also the Central Sea style cream risotto, the Lenzing herb stew, the mushroom risotto in the northern cuisine, and the beet egg custard ……”

Nina’s eyes widened as she listened, and a little glow of anticipation seemed to return to the bottom of her eyes, “So you guys have food that tastes normal too? Why didn’t you say so earlier!”

Taran-El spread his hands, “Because it’s not really the time for dessert ……”

Nina’s expression, which had just brightened up, instantly froze a bit again, “…… Dessert?”

“Yes,” Taran-El nodded, “The ones I just mentioned are desserts – we usually whip them up into a paste and use them as a dip for honey cakes.”

This time not only Nina, but even Duncan was shocked.

Shirley, across the table, clutched her head on the spot and let out a breathless mutter, “Shit X’s I want to go back to the ship …… What kind of subspace torture chamber is this? Grip the grass ……”

Duncan thought about it, and said to himself that no one even eats this in subspace – but in front of Taran El, the elf native, he didn’t have the heart to say it after all.

And just at this moment, an electric bell that came from the direction of the door suddenly interrupted the communication of the people in the living room. Lucrecia frowned unnoticeably, and a “manservant” dressed in waiter’s clothes quickly walked out of the living room with mechanically stiff steps, and a moment later, this manservant returned from the doorway, and came to his mistress, slightly bending down in front of her, “A visitor from the city hall, Sara Meier! The consul invites you to come forward and deliberate.”

Lucrecia frowned impatiently, “Tell the visitor I’m not going – I’m entertaining more important guests and have no time.”

“But the messenger says that the matter the Consul Sara Meir wishes to confer on is squarely related to your ‘honored guest’,” the manservant spoke in a still mechanically stilted voice, “and that the matter is witnessed by the Four Gods. ”

Lucrecia’s expression finally changed slightly, and she subconsciously looked up at Duncan.

Duncan had of course heard the conversation between the other party and the manservant, but the expression on his face was unconcerned, and he simply waved his hand indifferently, “It’s normal, I followed you into the city in a big way – other city-states may not matter, but in the city-state of the elves, I, a hundred years ago, am still an active ‘adventurer’ might not be considered an unfamiliar face.”

“All the more reason for him to visit in person, then,” Lucrecia said with some dissatisfaction in her tone, “It’s not considered etiquette to send someone casually.”

“Consider Tirion’s current schedule – the consul of the city-state is not that free,” Duncan laughed, glancing at the seemingly aloof and haughty Sea Witch, who actually refused to go out for fear of trouble and laziness, and remarked casually. The Witch of the Sea”, he said casually, “Let’s go out and hear what the Consul has to say, and I’m curious to know how he got into the ‘Witnesses of the Four Gods’ – or should I go with you? go with you?”

“Ah, I can go by myself!” Lucrecia said hurriedly, then she sighed, nodded goodbye to the others in the living room, and prepared to turn around and leave.

Three or two pieces of colored paper flew out from beside her, but in the next second, all of those pieces of paper returned back into her – Lucrecia suddenly stopped, and with a somewhat subtle expression, she turned her head to look at Duncan, smiled rawly, and stepped out of the living room.

Duncan was expressionless the entire time.

Only after Lucrecia left did Taran El scratch his head inexplicably and look at the others in the living room, ”Doesn’t she usually just use spells to hurry when she goes out alone? Why is she suddenly willing to walk today ……”

Duncan clasped his arms matter-of-factly, “How should I know.”

……

Sarah Meier looked at the “Witch of the Sea” who walked into his office with some surprise – he was not surprised that the other party had arrived on time, but because this witch had honestly entered the city hall through the main door, honestly took the elevator up, and honestly came to her office through the corridor. honestly from the corridor to his office door, pushed the door and walked in.

“I’ve left the window open for you,” the aged elf consul raised his hand and pointed to the open window next to him, “I thought you’d fly in as usual.”

“Glass can’t keep out phantoms, you didn’t have to open the window for me to come in,” Lucrecia gave the other a stern look, a bit of unnaturalness in her tone, “but today …… I just happened to want to walk around a bit. ”

“Oh, indeed, proper exercise is good for the body, especially for scholars like you who are dedicated to research,” Sara Meier said, for some reason, he always felt that today this “witch” lady’s attitude and way of speaking was a bit strange, even the aura emanating from her was different from usual. Even the aura she gave off had changed a little bit from the past, but soon, he put this point aside, “Please have a seat, and then look at the letter I put on the table.”

Lucrecia had just now noticed the letter that had been opened and carried the striking emblem of the Church of the Four Gods, she nodded her head and sat down across from Sara Meier, casually picking up the letter paper, her eyes quickly scanning over it.

Soon, the “witch” raised her eyebrows, obviously surprised by the contents of the letter, and with a subtle hint of “interest”.

She raised her head and raised the letter paper in her hand: “This letter was sent to all the city-states on the Boundless Sea?”

“Yes, the consuls of the city-states should be receiving it in the near future,” Sara Meir nodded, “and while I’m interested in their reactions when the time comes, I’d like to hear your thoughts on it before- As a scion of Captain Duncan, and one who has just re-established contact with him, what do you think of the attitude of the Church of the Four Gods in this matter?”

Lucrecia thought for a moment, “…… The Church, they are rather more dedicated and ‘open-minded’ than I expected.”

“Strictly speaking, it’s the attitude of the four main traveling arks that’s enlightened,” Sarah Meier said, “A lot of people have preconceived notions about this, and always think that a few popes and the ‘traveling bishoprics’ around them are the most scrupulous followers of the Church in this world’s most scrupulously religious and stodgy and stubborn representatives, but in fact, the opposite of common sense is often the case.”

Lucrecia: “You don’t seem to be bound by such ‘common sense’?”

“After all, if you live long enough, you learn more,” Sara Meier shrugged, “I was actually surprised for a moment when I first received this letter, but after thinking about what has happened in recent times, as well as the recent activities of the Church of the Four Gods, I’m not much surprised by the contents of the letter. ”

Lucrecia frowned slightly, “The recent activities of the Church of the Four Gods?”

Sara Meier did not answer her directly, but suddenly asked a question, “…… When was the last time you encountered the Church’s patrol fleet at the border?”

(End of chapter)