Little Priest's Cat Diary

The bridge is very wide and very long. Mia and Sardis walked hand in hand for a long time before finally reaching the other end of the bridge with the flow of people.

After getting off the bridge, they entered the outer city of Wangcheng.

The royal city is divided into several ring-shaped urban areas by three ring-shaped canals. The higher the status, the further inward the place to live.

The circular central area, surrounded by the thinnest inner canal, is where the magnificent royal palace and main shrine are located.The outer city is the residence of the common people, and it is also the area where ordinary merchants come and go, so although this area is prosperous and lively, the buildings are quite rough and simple, and most of them are practical.

In the outer city, you can see busy people like ants everywhere. Most of them are dressed in old clothes and have rough hands and feet.In addition to the adults who are busy with work, there are also many children chasing each other and playing around on the street.

Two teenagers dressed in inconspicuous old linen cloaks were mixed in the crowd, not attracting the attention of others.

Sardis, who had never been out of the house before, showed a curious look on his face, and turned his head to look left and right, but after looking around a few times, he quickly lost interest.

The inner city is the residence of nobles, the streets are smooth and clean, and the buildings are all made of smooth stones, embellished with jade and gold and silver ornaments, each one is as exquisite as a large-scale artwork, extremely gorgeous.

In comparison, the roads in the outer city are uneven and dirty.

The houses where the common people lived looked extremely rough and dilapidated at first glance, and many of them were built with cheap wooden boards, which had no aesthetic feeling, and the outside of the houses was more or less covered with black dirt that could not be wiped off over the years.

Maybe it’s okay in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of Sardis, who has been pampered since childhood, this place is so dirty and ugly that he can’t bear it.

Look at those busy civilians, all wearing tattered burlap clothes, their skin is dark and rough due to the wind and sun, their faces are weather-beaten, and they have wrinkles from the hardships of life.

It's ugly.

Sardis thought with disgust.

In his mansion, the lowest servants are all better dressed than these commoners.

He turned his head and looked at Mia.

Well, the eyes are much more comfortable.

Although this guy's beauty is not as good as his own, he is still very attractive after looking at it for a long time, and he can barely let himself pay more attention to this guy.

Mia didn't know what the arrogant Persian cat was thinking.At this moment, he was sitting on the side of the road, resting his chin on one hand, and watching the pedestrians coming and going with his eyes.

After walking into the outer city for a while, he found a quieter place, dragged Sardis to sit on the side of the road, and secretly pondered what to do next.

What can I do to travel safely to the inner city?

The royal city was replaced by a canal and cut into three rings. The further in, the higher the status of the people living, and the stricter the guards.

The outer city where civilians live can be easily entered through the bridge, but further inside, the bridges across the canal are firmly guarded by guards, and unknown people are not allowed to enter.

You can't just let Sardis run to the guards and tell the guards that his father is General Treya, right?

And he himself...

Mia thought about her identity, and sighed sadly.

Once his identity is exposed, it will cause a lot of trouble.

We have to think of a way, it is best to go back quietly without causing too much commotion.

Just as he was thinking seriously with his chin in his hands, he felt someone poke his arm.

"I'm hungry."

The golden-haired Persian cat, which had been quiet for a while, began to whine again.

"I want to eat."

When Sardis said this, Mia also felt hungry in her stomach.Speaking of which, they didn't seem to have eaten today.

He suddenly remembered that when he was saying goodbye to the middle-aged trader, the boy secretly slipped him a piece of bread, so he turned around and looked through the bag tied around his waist.

Opening the bag, the black bread protruded from the mouth of the bag. Mia took a lot of effort to break off a small piece of the hard black bread and stuff it into Sardis.

"You're going to give me this?"

Sardis stared at the black lump in his hand with wide eyes, and looked at Miya dissatisfied.

His eyes were full of accusations, and he looked like he had been subjected to some inhuman abuse.

"Only this, if you don't want to eat, you will be hungry."

Sardis clenched the black lump in his hands, pursed his lips and frowned and looked at it for a long time, obviously struggling violently in his heart.

In the end, hunger overcame the disgust, and he took a bite with a displeased face.

In the next second, he spat it out with a bang.

"Can you eat this?"

He squeezed the hard lump in his hand and asked in disbelief.

This black thing is so hard that it cracks your teeth when you bite it down, and it is dry and has no smell at all.

Not only was it unpalatable, but it was also rough as hell. If he accidentally swallowed a little bit, it made his throat sore, and it felt like coarse gravel in his throat.

The so-called bread in his memory is white and soft, with a milky aroma, and a lot of dried fruits such as raisins and almonds dotted on the surface, it tastes very sweet... What is the black thing in his hand like now? bread?

These are two completely different things, okay?

"It can be eaten. This is the daily food for people living in this area."

Mia took a bite while answering.

He couldn't help wrinkling his face, because it was really hard to swallow.Crackling and grinding made my teeth hurt, and swallowing forcefully made my throat hurt.

Well, he has never eaten such an unpalatable food, but at least he has a little more common sense than Sardis, and he knows that this stuff should be the staple food for commoners to satisfy their hunger.

"Is this kind of thing edible?"

Sardis threw the black bread back to Mia in disgust.

Mia caught it, barely swallowed a little bit in her mouth, and then turned to look at him.

"Don't eat? Aren't you hungry? There's nothing else to eat."

Sardis snorted: "I'm starving to death here, and I won't eat this thing."

Oh, that said, not hungry enough.

Mia put the piece of black bread that Sardis threw back to him back into the bag, and continued to swallow the unpalatable black bread silently and with difficulty.

He will not coax him to eat, let alone pamper him.

Q: What about picky eaters?

Answer: One meal is enough, if one meal is not enough, then eat more.

Sardis endured this feeling of hunger that was unfamiliar to him, and it was late in the evening, when the chimneys of every house began to smoke, and the faint aroma of food wafted from the nearby houses.

The smell of food drilled straight into his nose, making the hunger in his stomach stronger and making him restless.

Biansheng said the same thing just now, and threw the black bread to Mia. He always loves face, and the black bread is really bad, so he could only endure the hunger, pursed his lips, and remained silent.

If he was at home, the servants would have surrounded him nervously to coax him, but Miya...

He suddenly felt a little wronged.

I want to go home.

Craving crispy lamb chops.

Craving soft white bread sprinkled with chopped almonds.

Craving grilled chicken, rabbit and fish marinated in wine or olive sauce.

I want to drink sweet milk with a lot of honey.

Unexpectedly, the sumptuous dinner he had in the mansion last night appeared in his mind, and Sardis swallowed involuntarily.

What impressed me the most was the lamb chop that was grilled brown on the dining table. It was a large piece, full of meat, and alternately fat and thin.Sprinkled with spices, it was still sizzling when served on a snow-white plate.The meat has been grilled to a golden brown, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it is even more fragrant. Just putting it on the table, the rich and attractive aroma lingers in the whole room.

Looking back now, it was simply delicious.

But how did he do it?

At that time, he felt that the lamb chops had too much oil, too much spice, and too greasy, so he only took one breath and threw the rest on the ground in disgust.

... Regret, no, when, at first.

Sardis thought angrily.

Why did he dislike something so delicious?Why throw away such a waste?

If it were changed to now, he would definitely eat up that piece of grilled lamb chops without leaving a single bite!

Gollum—

It was the first sound a blond boy fantasizing about delicious lamb chops heard from his stomach.