Volume 1: The Land of the Dead Chapter 140: The Ice and Fire Demon Kitchen? (Fog)
"What's new with Vikz?"
This Gregory was still in the middle of the calculation about the large amount of dragon meat that Roger promised, but when he suddenly heard Roger's question, he was a little confused for a while.
However, Gregory is also a person with a clear heart, and after a little thought, he laughed dryly and said: "Although His Excellency Nicholas VI said that there is nothing new where the sun can shine, but to really say it, there are really a lot of new things about Vicz recently. β
"Nicholas VI...... Excuse me, excuse me, I wonder what Mr. Gregory thinks of the Church of the Light, or the Church of the Gods?"
Just as Gregory was about to continue the conversation, Roger, who had been listening intently, suddenly asked such a seemingly unrelated question.
"Ugh. β
Although it was known that Roger was acting strangely in the previous episode, this sudden change of topic still caught Gregory a little off guard.
"I'm sorry, sir, I'm just a little curious about it, you can just talk about it, it's okay not to say it. β
Roger said with a smile, but his left hand, which was shrunk in the cuff just now, rubbed his fingers, and an energy that was very different from the magic fluctuation or concept diffused, and everyone present did not notice it.
Gregory, who was affected by the fluctuation, only frowned, and did not feel anything wrong.
This time, Gregory pondered for a long time, and then said: "If it is purely for the gods, I actually have an attitude of longing in my heart, even if they have not performed miracles in the past thousand years, although they have always been high, they are an important spiritual pillar for the fools, but for the church rooted in the mortal world......."
Speaking of this, Gregory sneered disdainfully: "It is undeniable that there are indeed some members of the Church of the Gods who sincerely adhere to the creed, but it is also undeniable that most of them are just a bunch of miscellaneous people.
The Church of the Gods is not so much an organization that serves the gods, but rather a group of vampires who come to amass wealth under the guise of gods. β
"Besides, if I had to talk about my faith, then I might be a potential believer in Bevina, the goddess of wealth, after all, as a businessman, there is no one who doesn't like the golden Jinlanger. Gregory rubbed his fingers and said with a lewd expression.
"That's right. Roger lifted the teacup, took a sip of the slightly cool tea soup, and then showed an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, thank you sir for satisfying the little curiosity of the despicable, you can continue." β
Seeing that the young man finally smiled a little, Gregory felt that he had passed the test, and he was relieved, and he told what he knew.
"I have to talk about the latest news in Vikz, I came back from the sea a few days ago to prevent getting out of touch with this one, but I also entrusted the people in the Chamber of Commerce to report some of it.
Nothing else, just some normal changes, more peculiar, mainly the curfew that has been in place since the Feather Fall Festival and the procession from the holy city of Kaya to pay homage to the miracles. β
"Oh, I've heard that there was a 'great event' like a great miracle at the Feather Fall Festival, and at such a time, the garrison governor should not be in a hurry to disassociate himself from the Church of the Light, and the Marquis of Somerset would allow the procession to see the miracle into Vikz?"
After a slight pause, Roger chuckled, "Or rather, I think it's a miracle that this convoy can enter the resting realm." β
When there is no conflict of interest, Gregory is also a wonderful person, and he also smiled, and naturally followed Roger's words, shaking out everything the latter wanted to know:" Who said it wasn't, just last week, our northern fortress had a firefight with the Plantagenet Kingdom because of this incident, which made people panic, and some people said that the fourth holy war was coming, but it didn't work out, and within two days, Grand Duke Pius II actually went to the northern fortress to meet this pilgrimage convoy, and even opened the teleportation array of Baishi Fort to teleport them over to save time......."
"Poof. β
Hearing this, Roger couldn't help but laugh, which made Gregory suspicious for a while, frowning and carefully thinking about whether he had said something wrong.
Let the group of people who are spiritual and clean in the Holy Light Church use the magic-supported teleportation array? It's really thanks to the disgusting method that Patronus II came up with, it seems that although Kaya and the White Stone Fort didn't know what deal they reached, and finally allowed the pilgrimage convoy to enter the realm of rest, but the Grand Duke of Rest was not satisfied.
However, this reason is naturally inconvenient to talk to Gregory in detail, and Roger, who had laughed enough, quickly restrained his expression and continued to say with that smirk: "I'm sorry, I'm out of shape, but I suddenly remembered that my chickens were scared to death by the eagles in the sky last night, and that's when I felt it, you continue, continue." β
Gregory was suspicious, but he couldn't force Roger, and just as he was about to continue, the fat merchant caught a glimpse of AndrΓ© coming out of the mansion from a distance, so he didn't continue.
After many days of not seeing him, AndrΓ© was still dressed as a squire, but after listening to Alley's description of this person, Roger could not help but take a closer look at this hidden magician.
"Mr. Gregory, Mr. Roger, supper has been prepared and the materials are prepared according to Mr. Roger's request, and Miss Winnie invites the two of you to go to the dining-room. β
Andre bowed slightly, and there was no trace of magic power escaping around his body, and Roger also squinted for a long time before discovering the imperceptible crack that Alley said was located in the center of Andre's eyebrows.
"Mr. Roger, why don't we move, and we don't rush for a moment, or we go and fill our stomachs first?" Gregory suggested with a slight bow, turning to Roger.
Putting down the teacup, Roger nodded, got up and said, "It's okay, these things are not in a hurry, and it just happens to let Mr. taste the contemptible craftsmanship." β
Gregory laughed a few times, "Haha, then I'm looking forward to it, Andre, go tell Winnie, we'll be there soon, by the way, let her go to the cellar and get the bottle of bony fish rum." β
After instructing AndrΓ© here, Gregory explained to Roger: "Your Excellency, don't think the name of this bone fish rum is strange, this is a good thing, only a small amount of output is produced by the northern polar people every year, I heard that the White Seon Empire sent troops to the polar tribe back then, most of the reason was to monopolize this wine, which can be regarded as a rare delicacy." β
"But unfortunately, this wine is too volatile, and a barrel of rum is transported to this Vikz, and it is estimated that there is only one cup left, so the price is more than gold, and Mr. Wait for a few more glasses. β
Then Roger would be more respectful than obey. β
Roger and Gregory walked through the corridor talking and laughing, and at this time the sky had darkened, and the magic crystal lamps on both sides of the corridor lit up, emitting a soft glow, and just approaching the fat merchant's mansion, there was a melodious piano sound in the distance.
In the center of the main hall of the mansion, the long table with snow-white tablecloths was full of various delicacies, and in the center, the piece of dragon meat brought by Roger had been cleaned, and simple seasonings such as salt were placed around it.
"Daddy, Mr. Roger. β
For this dinner, Winnie deliberately changed into a light pink evening dress, Roger couldn't bear to look at Winnie who was out of breath by the whalebone girdle, what do you say you are doing with this good toss.
"Hmm. β
Gregory answered, and turned enthusiastically to invite Roger to the throne, but was pushed away by Roger's hand.
"Since it's a guest, it's better not to be noisy, and then .......," Roger called a ball of water to wash his hands, and said with a smile, "Besides, if you sit there, how can I help you cook deliciously?"
In addition to Gregory and Andre and Andre in the main hall, there are also some maids, although they are trained by Andre very well on weekdays, but seeing this scene still makes them raise their heads very unruly, and look curiously at the young man who is warmly greeted by the owner, in the past, there has never been a master in this mansion who will handle the ingredients himself.
When everyone was seated, Roger made a very gentlemanly salute, not like he was going to cook, if he changed into a tuxedo, saying that he was going to play the classics, some people would believe it.
I saw Roger's fingers tap on the dragon meat that had become soft because of the melting, and the white frost burst out in the blink of an eye, spreading to the surface of the dragon meat, and some fingers with a resisting aura aura walked and pressed on the dragon meat, and the green slime that was still accumulated inside the dragon meat (in fact, it was the dragon's blood that had lost its effect) was squeezed out and turned into broken ice, Roger tapped it lightly with a spoon, and the dark green crushed ice fell from the scattered.
Then, the wind that lingered around Roger's body turned into a sharp blade, easily cutting the dragon meat into thin slices, and with a push of his fingers, the sliced dragon meat was poured like dominoes, and each slice of them was as thin as a cicada's wings.
Just seeing this hand, Andre, who was serving on the side, had his pupils shrunk slightly, if he talked about the destructive power of the wind blade alone, he could do it to this extent, but if he counted the control of the wind blade, Andre sighed to himself.
The cooking was not over, the addicted Roger stacked pieces of butter on the dragon meat slices, picked up a little fine salt and poured them on, the light blue flame ignited in his palm, and 'flowed' down his slender fingers to the dragon meat slices, the butter gradually melted, and the frost actually remained in its original shape under the flames.
Next came the most crucial step, Roger took a deep breath and ....... With his fingers, he put an illumination spell on the dragon meat, and at the end, he shook the bell on the long table.
"That's it!"
Staring at the plate of still burning dragon meat that Roger served, Gregory and Andre looked at each other, it was still easy to explain in other ways, but why did they use illumination to dye it golden?