There is no obvious difference between the pirate banquet and the Scandinavian banquet, and the banquet held by Alice in Jutland, wine and meat are the eternal subjects of the banquet, and the battles and performances are used as decorations for the banquet, but because the host of the banquet is a woman, it is a little less hormonal.

Well, although judging from Francis Drake's heroism, she doesn't care that those pirates have some fun, and use some special ways to vent the pressure in her heart, as long as you are willing and there is no compulsive situation, she will not interfere.

Because there is no such thing as a psychiatrist in this era, and there is no way to equip these pirates with extravagant potions that can relieve mental stress, if they are not given some fun, many of them will degenerate into disorderless bastards in boring voyages and brutal battles.

"Drake, it seems that you have a very chic life, and you are really happy to be able to eat such delicious food every day...... Well, I want to enjoy a day like this every day. ”

"Well, Jutland has so much going on that even with Semiramis to help me, I still feel too busy. ”

"Drake, I really envy your life, you don't have to think too much, just hold a party and make a big fuss when you're happy. ”

Alice was so pleased with the delicious food that she took the white tissue from a servant's hand, gently wiped the golden grease and spices from the corners of her mouth, and said to Drake, who was sitting in the master's seat.

This is indeed Alice's sincere words, and the never-ending paperwork has become Alice's nightmare, just like the unfinished homework when she was studying at the Academy of Magic, no matter how disgusted she is, she will continue to write.

Part of the reason why Drake's food is so delicious is that it comes from the most delicious parts of the dragon's body, and partly because it comes from a chef who is better than a halfling.

It's just that this amount doesn't make her feel satisfied, and if she can, she wants to spend more time enjoying the food, but Alice also knows that now is not the time to indulge in food, she has come to Francis Drake for more important things, and after completing the planned task, she can continue to enjoy the rare delicious food.

Except for a few servants who served them, the other pirates were in a revelry, and with the atmosphere and the effects of alcohol, the pirates didn't bother to pay attention to Alice's arrival.

Although the island's defenses have weakened to a certain extent due to this banquet, it is nothing more than a fool's dream to lurk in silently, and the storm surrounding the entire island is enough to make the enemy from the sea get lost in it, and the turbulent waters, the ptarmigans hovering in the sky, and the hunters hidden in the water will become an unforgettable nightmare for the enemy.

In addition, there are hidden sentry posts in various parts of the island, they will monitor the island from all directions, vigilant for possible enemies, even if in their hearts they don't think that anyone can pass through such a defense, but this is also not a reason for them to relax, as if the first time Alice appeared, they appeared in front of Alice, if the enemy appeared, they would definitely not be greeted by flowers, but sharp blades.

"No, it's just your coincidence, we don't have the luxury of having such a big banquet every day. ”

I don't know how much wine I drank, my skin was a weird pink, and every pore on my body was smelling of alcohol, but Drake in this situation was still able to answer Alice's question with a clear mind.

"Today's banquet cost me a boatload of food. ”

He said this without the slightest regret, as if the food that was enough for a shipload of people to sail for a month, like the weight of an ordinary dinner, was not taken to heart by Francis Drake,

"You're in luck, this banquet is held to celebrate one of our great harvests today. ”

"Big catch?"

Alice's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was only one possibility of a big harvest in Francis Drake's mouth, that is, they successfully robbed a big fat sheep today, and obtained a harvest from it that made the pirate king happy.

"Rest assured, I didn't break my agreement with you. ”

At that time, Alice tricked into signing that magic contract, and experienced the battle against many powerful enemies together, although the two did not become irreversible friends, but more or less there is something that can be called friendship, so after returning to the North Sea, Francis Drake and his pirates will not take the initiative to attack the ships flying the Jutland flag.

The ships flying the Jutland flag did not all belong to Alice's fleet, they were more merchants who paid a lot of money in Jutland and brought benefits to Alice, these merchants were not stupid guys, they certainly knew why it was safe to navigate in the North Sea, so a part of the profits obtained would be given to Alice and Francis Drake as a gift as an alternative way of protection money.

"It's something that transports weapons to that guy Siegel, they don't want to go through you, you see, this thing is not something that ordinary guys can build. ”

As he spoke, Francis Drake handed Alice the sharp knife he had used to cut meat.

"The best iron ore is mixed with a little bit of cold iron, and these good things are not available to ordinary people. ”

Feeling the chill in her palm, Alice carefully judged the materials and techniques used in the dagger in the hope of surmising some useful information from it.

She placed the dagger on the tip of her nose and felt the scent of the sea, in addition to the smell of the food and the smell of metal.

"It smells of the ocean, and the cold iron in it comes from the bottom of the sea, but I don't know if it comes from the bottom of the North Sea or from the bottom of the Baltic Sea. ”

Without the slightest concealment, Alice told Francis Drake of her judgment, because cold iron is only more common in the north in the main plane, especially in the bottom of the Baltic Sea and the North Sea, there are a large number of high-quality cold iron ore, but because of the difficulty of mining, only some races on the bottom of the sea are sporadically mined to trade with merchants in exchange for some living items that are not available on the bottom of the sea.

"Can you see who made it? Alice. ”

Francis Drake and Alice are friends, so they didn't add honorable titles such as Miss, Your Excellency, and Your Highness to Alice's name, and she didn't care too much about this harvest, but now she heard Alice say that the raw materials may come from the North Sea she ruled, which made her have to pay attention.

For a king who already thinks he controls the entire land, there is nothing more than in his own land, if the cold iron that created this batch of weapons really came from the North Sea, and was really traded by the races in the North Sea, then Francis Drake felt that it was necessary to set off a purge, whether it was a trading merchant, a miner, or a blacksmith, all of them would be on her purge, in order to highlight her authority and make the throne under her more solid.

"I don't know. ”

Carefully put the blade in the palm of her hand, Alice tried her best to discern the method of creating this weapon, but after half a ring, she could only draw a conclusion that she didn't know, and Alice also attached great importance to this matter, because now the iron weapons in the entire north are flowing out of Alice's hands, and if a new competitor joins in, it will inevitably break Alice's monopoly.

"Maybe it's from Egypt, maybe it's from the Apennines, maybe it's from the Peloponnese. ”

“…… Either way, it's not good news. ”

Needless to say, Egypt is not to be said, and the Apennine Peninsula and the Peloponnese are now the territory of the Olympian gods, and if Siegel and the chaotic gods are mixed up, it will not be good news for either Alice or Francis Drake.

They hadn't forgotten that behind the girl named Atira, who had turned the whole north upside down, there were more or less the figures of the gods, and even some time ago, Alice had heard rumors in the Land of Trade that Attila was the daughter of a god who had mastered war.

"Alice, it looks like you've brought me bad news again. ”

Francis Drake, whose brain was still fresh, personally filled Alice with a glass of wine, and white foam overflowed from the glass, wetting her sleeve under Alice's helpless gaze.

She picked up her glass, touched it with Francis Drake's, took a large sip of beer, and then cleaned her clothes with her free hand...... For a girl with a habit of cleanliness, the slightest smudge on her body will be an unbearable torture.

"I'm here to solve your problems, Drake. ”

Saying this, Alice shrugged her shoulders, but it didn't affect her mood because of this bad news, or maybe this bad news didn't actually make her feel like she couldn't save it.

"No, no, no, if you have any ideas, let's talk about it tomorrow, today is a good time to have a banquet, don't waste that time on brain-killing thoughts. ”

Francis Drake reached out and stopped Alice from continuing her words, which was very much in line with the character of the Storm Lord, and even the worst things could hardly affect her optimistic and heroic mood.

"Okay, okay, if there's anything to say tomorrow, the guest is as he pleases, the guest is as he pleases. ”

Since Francis Drake has said so, then there is no need for Alice to force her to achieve her goal tonight, not to mention that she does not want to discuss those serious, delicate issues with a woman whose body is soaked in alcohol in this alcohol-filled environment.

"No, it has to be like a banquet when the banquet is held, whether he is Siegel or the Pharaoh, that is the question that tomorrow's Drake and tomorrow's Alice need to consider. ”

Francis Drake, who said this, drank a full glass of beer again, and from Alice's point of view, he could clearly see that the yellow wine flowed down the corners of the woman's mouth, along the gaps in her clothes, into her clothes.

"That's rude, Drake. ”

"Alice, this is not called rudeness, this is the romance of pirates. ”

Alice's whispered muttering didn't escape Francis Drake's ears, and she let out a hearty laugh, the muscles of her face moving, making her scar that ran all over her face wriggle like a centipede.

"Yes, yes, pirate romance, pirate romance. ”

"I'd be very grateful if you could serve me a little more food. ”

Gently putting down the knife and fork in her hand, the plate in front of Alice became empty.

"There's so much food, don't worry about finishing it, my Francis Drake's feast, even if the giants and dragons are in attendance, will satisfy their appetites. ”

For the de facto overlord of the North Sea, a boatload of food was not taken into her eyes, and even for Alice's request, Francis Drake even had a little anger in her heart, because it was too simple, which made her feel underestimated.

"Bring us more, we can't let our guests go hungry, and I Francis Drake can't afford to be stingy for such a trifle. ”

Francis Drake turned to her minions, who were old human women, almost all of whom had been rescued by Francis Drake after defeating the other pirates, to fetch food from the banquet hall not far away.

The cruel fate leaves them with nowhere to go, only the kind Captain Drake will take them in, so that they can spend the rest of their lives peacefully in this cruel world, and all they need to pay is to take care of their benefactor's daily life.

The pirate's feast was a buffet, but there weren't so many rules to talk about, the cooks prepared the food on the spot, and those who attended the banquet were free to enjoy it, so if Alice didn't want to squeeze into the crowd-filled banquet center by herself, she had to let the servants fetch the food for her.

This kind of buffet makes the whole banquet more free, but it also inevitably causes more waste...... Well, of course, it's a good deal for these pirates to waste a little food and make the atmosphere of this banquet frenetic.