Deep Sea Embers.

Chapter 549 "Eating Customs"

Nina, who has been looking forward to the trip to Qingfeng Harbor for a long time, and the gourmet food of the elf city-state, is finally facing the cruel reality.

She is now sitting in front of the table with dull eyes, looking at the pile of black substances on the table that exudes an indescribable smell - overbaked muffins are piled up with fermented beans that have been fermented until they are brushed and bubbling, the combination of smells Even if you don't taste it, you can imagine how shocking it is. This is beyond Nina's understanding of "food", and it is more like some kind of abstract art.

Shirley's situation on the opposite side of the table is obviously not much better. In front of her is a pile of sweet pancakes "localized version of elves". The smell of fermented cheese makes her face turn green.

After a long time, Shirley raised her head, looked at Nina across from her, and then raised her finger to the food on the table: "They said that this thing is a sweet pancake..."

"How could they insult sweet crepes like this..." Nina looked like she was about to cry, "This is obviously my favorite food since I was a child..."

"But it's indeed the sweet pancakes of Qingfeng Harbor," Taran Ayer was sitting at the other end of the table, this well-known university student in the Faculty of Truth seemed a little nervous at the moment, and he didn't know why " I have neglected Captain Duncan's family." Still simply unable to face the almost resentful eyes of the two girls, "As far as I know, many foreigners seem to be really uncomfortable...but there are some who like it very much after getting used to it..."

Nina looked terrified: "But this bean is stinky! Not only is it stinky, it's even stringy! The mucus is even bubbling!"

"But it tastes delicious, really," Taran Ayer tried to explain sincerely, "and there's absolutely no health problem—instead, it's great for the digestive system..."

Nina and Shirley listened to the explanation of the university scholar, both of them looked out of their bodies, as if their minds could not keep up with the logic of the real world.

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

This made him couldn't help laughing, and stepped forward to rub Nina's hair: "Didn't I tell you that you may not be able to adapt to the food in Qingfeng Harbor--the elves make these local specialties according to their tastes. Food has been tweaked a lot."

Nina muttered to herself: "But I didn't imagine how they would be adjusted..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully - I should recommend you some food that is not so 'local' first." Taran Ayre subconsciously became nervous the moment he saw Duncan appear, but at any rate He also adapted to this journey, quickly adjusted himself, and said apologetically to the two disappointed girls, "The bread and bacon rolls in Qingfeng Port are the same as anywhere else, just get rid of these things."

But what was unexpected was that after hearing Taran Ayer's words, Shirley suddenly pursed her lips, and picked up the "pancake" that exuded a strange smell in front of her.

Lucrezia, who was watching the excitement from the side, was a little surprised when she saw this: "Shirley?"

"This is something to eat," Shirley just muttered, and then, as if she had made a great determination, she stuffed the pancake into her mouth as soon as she closed her eyes, making a vague sound while chewing hard, "It's also It’s not that bad…”

Nina stared in astonishment at her friend who was trying to swallow food across the table. After being stunned for a moment, she seemed to think of something, and then picked up the things on the plate without saying a word.

The two girls almost devoured the food that Taran Ayr bought.

Then they wiped their mouths almost simultaneously, looked up at each other, and grinned.

There was a sudden silence in the living room.

Duncan smiled, patted Nina on the shoulder, and walked over to wipe the "sauce" on Shirley's face.

Taran Eyre reacted after being stunned for a few seconds, and broke the silence with a little embarrassment: "Few outsiders can adapt to them so quickly... Oh, by the way, if you are not used to things like Light Wind Harbor Foods that have been processed by fermentation, in fact, we also have many foods that retain the taste of the original place. In addition to the bread and bacon rolls I mentioned just now, there are also cream stews in the central sea, Lenzing herb stew, northern The mushroom risotto in the dish, and the red cabbage custard..."

Nina's eyes widened when she heard this, and her eyes seemed to regain a bit of anticipation: "So you also have food that tastes normal?! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Taran Ayer spread his hands: "Because now is not the time for dessert..."

Nina's bright expression just turned a little dull again: "...dessert?"

"Yes," Taran Ayer nodded, "The ones I just mentioned are all desserts—we usually beat them into a batter and use them as dipping sauces for honey cakes."

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

Shirley on the other side of the table hugged her head on the spot, and muttered weakly: "Damn it, I want to go back to the boat... What the hell subspace execution ground, hold the grass..."

Duncan thought about it, and thought that no one in the warp would eat this—but in front of Taran El, a native elf, he didn't have the nerve to say it after all.

And at this moment, a burst of electric bells from the direction of the door suddenly interrupted the communication of everyone in the living room.

Lucrezia frowned unobtrusively, and a "manservant" in waiter's clothes quickly walked out of the living room with mechanically stiff steps. After a while, the manservant turned back from the hallway and came to her Bending slightly in front of the hostess: "Visitor from the city hall, Consul Sarah Meyer invites you to discuss matters."

Lucrezia frowned impatiently: "Tell the visitor, I won't go - I'm entertaining more important guests and I don't have time."

"But the messenger said that the matter that Consul Sarah Mel wants to discuss is related to your 'honored guest'," the manservant still said in a mechanical voice, "and there are four gods witnessing this matter."

Lucrezia's expression finally changed slightly, she raised her head subconsciously, and glanced at Duncan.

Of course Duncan heard the conversation between the other party and the servant, but he didn't care about the expression on his face, he just waved his hands indifferently: "It's normal, I followed you into the city with a big swagger - maybe other city-states don't care, But in the city-state of the elves, I, the 'adventurer' who was still active 100 years ago, may not be an unfamiliar face."

"Then he should visit in person," Lucrezia said with dissatisfaction in her tone. "It's not a good etiquette to send someone casually."

"Think about Tirian's current schedule - the consuls of the city-state are not so leisurely," Duncan laughed. He glanced at the seemingly indifferent and arrogant "Sea Witch" who refused to go out because of trouble and laziness. ", said casually, "Let's go out and listen to what the consul has to say, just as I am also curious, why did he involve the 'witness of the four gods'—or should I go with you?"

"Ah, I'll just go by myself!" Lucrezia said quickly, and then she sighed, nodded goodbye to the others in the living room, and turned to leave.

Three or two pieces of colored paper flew out from her side, but in the next second, those pieces of paper returned to her body—Lucrecia stopped suddenly, turned her head to look at Duncan with a slightly subtle expression, Smiling bluntly, he walked out of the living room.

Duncan remained expressionless the entire time.

After Lucrezia left, Talan Al scratched his head inexplicably, and looked at the other people in the living room: "When she usually goes out alone, doesn't she just use spells to drive away? Why is she suddenly willing to walk today? It's..."

Duncan folded his arms irrelevantly: "I don't know."

……

Sarah Meyer looked at the "Sea Witch" who walked into his office with some surprise—he wasn't surprised that the other party came on time, but because this Miss Witch honestly entered the city hall through the main entrance today. , obediently took the elevator up, and obediently came to the door of his office from the corridor, pushed the door and walked in.

"I've already opened the window for you." The elderly elf consul raised his hand and pointed to the open window next to him. "I thought you would fly in as usual."

"Glass can't stop the phantom, I can come in without opening the window," Lucrezia glanced at the other party with a straight face, her tone was a little unnatural, "but today... I just want to walk around."

"Oh, indeed, proper exercise is good for the body, especially for a scholar like you who is dedicated to research," Sarah Meyer said. For some reason, he always felt the attitude and way of speaking of this "witch" lady today It's all a little strange, even the aura he exudes has changed from the past, but soon, he put this incongruity aside, "Please sit down, and then look at the one I put on the table. Letter."

Lucrezia noticed the opened letter with the striking emblem of the Church of the Four Gods just now. She nodded, sat down opposite Sarah Meyer, picked up the letter paper, and glanced at it quickly. again.

Soon, the "witch" raised her eyebrows. Obviously, the content of the letter surprised her, and there was a subtle "interest" in the surprise.

She raised her head and raised the letter paper in her hand: "Is this letter sent to all the city-states in the boundless sea?"

"Yes, the consuls of all the city-states should receive them one after another in the near future," Sarah Meyer nodded, "Although I am very interested in their reaction at that time, but before that, I would like to hear What do you think—as the heir of Captain Duncan, and the heir who has just re-established contact with him, what do you think of the attitude of the Church of the Four Gods on this matter?"

Lucrezia thought for a while: "...the church, they are more dedicated than I imagined, and they are 'enlightened'."

"Strictly speaking, the attitude of the four pilgrimage arks is very open," said Sarah Meier. "Many people have a preconceived impression of this, and they always think that the popes and the 'pilgrimage bishops' around them are the The world's most shariah-abiding, stodgy representation, when in reality, things often go against common sense."

Lucrezia: "You don't seem bound by this 'common sense'?"

"After all, if you live long enough, you will know more," Sarah Meyer shrugged, "I was actually surprised when I first received this letter, but after thinking about what happened recently, As well as the recent activities of the Four Gods Church, I am not surprised by the contents of the letter."

Lucrezia frowned slightly: "The recent activities of the Church of the Four Gods?"

Sarah Meyer didn't answer her directly, but asked a question suddenly: "... When was the last time you encountered the Church's patrol fleet at the border?"

(End of this chapter)