Chapter 137: Targaryen (5)
As soon as the words fell, the inner door was gently pushed open, and the forest fairy with a soft face and a long black gauze skirt and skin as white as the first snow quietly entered.
She was barefoot, revealing her elegant calves and ankles, and the thin transparent wings like cicada wings behind her vibrated gently, half-floating in the air, and she bent down and bowed: "Everything is ready, master." ”
At this moment, Naina could barely take his eyes off.
Gods, it was a fairy of the forest, something that mages coveted, each of which attracted the attention of countless spellcasters, and yet this one used it for all sorts of trivial matters.
Caesar let Nainabrando stand there in a daze, and at the same time tilted his head slightly, glanced at the shapeshifter servant who was always silent as a stone statue, and smiled.
"Sir."
After a pause, he finally said to him: "The power of the throne of the Emperor is supreme, and this is the gift that Emperor Enrehir has given me in return, and it seems to me that there is nothing more wonderful in the world." ”
"It is my pleasure to serve you, my master."
Luna replied cooperatively, her voice tactful and graceful, but when Naina turned her head back to Caesar, she winked at him.
"Alright, now that you're ready, then please dine with me, I'm sure you won't refuse."
Naina opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but Caesar didn't give him a chance to speak, nor did she want him to think, and countless illusion traps were interlocked, and they would definitely knock his opponent down.
From the moment Naina stepped into the Garden Mansion, the Black Dragon's victory was already predestined, and as he spoke, he had pushed open the second door, and the fake nobleman had introduced the real nobleman into the dining room.
The long table was already full of delicacies, and Naina Brando, as if he had entered a magical place, looked around and tried to calm himself down.
The dining room is no less magnificent than the prince's palace, with marble flooring and reliefs, two beautiful statues at either end of the entrance, and fruit baskets stacked in the shape of a pyramid of fresh fruits.
Dinner consisted of roast whole lamb with blueberry jam, a chunk of honey roast duck topped with black pepper sauce, a giant ferocious head fish and fruit salad, and a drink of wine stuffed and poppy milk.
The plates are silver, and the dishes are porcelain from the trading city-states.
Of course, Naina is also the eldest son of the earl, so he is not so surprised by these things, although the ingredients are expensive and delicious, they are also in line with the living standards of normal nobles, and they are not too outrageous.
What is really exaggerated is that on both sides of the table, kneeling are full of graceful young girls, with long waterfall hair and elf-like faces, with good figures, clean eyebrows and eyes, all draped in hazy and transparent light veils - and only hazy and transparent light veils.
Seeing Caesar leading people in, they all looked here, smiling, and for a moment it seemed like spring flowers were blooming, and Naina secretly smacked his tongue, which was too ......
He didn't say much, but the constriction of his pupils and the slight tremor of his body betrayed the well-cultivated nobleman, and Caesar ignored it, and led him to his seat and began to eat.
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Naina felt that this luncheon was for him alone, because the host, although he seemed to have been eating, had only tasted a few bites of the delicacies in front of him, and then stopped.
In fact, it was true, Caesar didn't plan to eat at all, this table seemed to have a lot of things, but it was not enough for him to stuff his teeth, and this guy had to wait until there was no one around before he could actually start eating.
At the end, the maidens offered dessert, which was actually the fruit basket on the statue that Naina had just seen, and was taken down and held in their hands and brought to them.
The two of them chatted for a while, and when the fatigue gradually rose in the afternoon, the butler, who had been silent as a stone statue, offered something to him.
It was a small porcelain glass plated with Mithril plate, one-third the size of a normal wine glass, with a lid of the same material.
Naina was a little curious about the cautious look with the butler as he brought the cup, and it wasn't until the lid was lifted that he saw the dark purple jam-like stuff inside, and then he asked, "What is this?" ”
"Caviar."
Count Targaryen smiled at him, "Oh, you may not have heard of it, it's a treasure I brought from the Elven Forest, from the nowhere to be found by the Night Elves. ”
"This time I brought it to the Northlands, please taste it."
As he spoke, he got up and approached, scooped a spoonful of the so-called jam into his mouth, half-squinted his eyes, tilted his head slightly, savored it for a while, and then handed it to the nobleman in front of him.
"Caviar?"
Naina secretly wondered if this was not a specialty of the Elven Forest, and the Northland countries also had such things.
To be honest, he was already about to believe that the person in front of him was the real nobleman, but now, this person seemed to be exposed?
He didn't say a word, scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth, since he dared to come to visit, he was naturally not afraid that the other party would harm him, as the eldest son of the earl, Naina naturally carried something to protect him.
The eldest son of the earl chewed lightly, feeling the taste of the thing, and to be honest he didn't feel it very good at first, but soon the nobleman was dazzled and fell into a trance.
This is a feeling that can only occur when smoking fine tobacco, but it is at this time that the taste of delicious food appears, so fierce, so swift, as if all the troubles in the mind are taken away, and the illusion becomes real, and people are immersed in all kinds of illusionary dreams.
Caesar looked at him.
Of course, this is not caviar, but a plant from the dark region, which was discovered by the black dragon when he tasted a hundred herbs, and then extracted by the wild boar people, and made something similar to something unspeakable in the previous life.
Things in the dark region are generally weakly toxic, and this thing is even more so, but it has no effect on the true dragon, due to its own constitution, after Caesar eats it, it will not even have other functions except for taste.
But for humans, it's completely different.
"The Night Elves call it 'Recycling Worries and Giving Joy.'"
He said to Naina, "I believe you have now grown a pair of eagle wings, and with them you can travel around Eladia to your heart's content." ”
"Yes." The eldest son of the earl squinted his eyes and indulged in it: "That couldn't be easier. ”
"Then please have fun, if your wings are gone, don't be afraid, someone will take you." Caesar clapped his hands, and the two young girls in light veils immediately stepped forward and helped Naina into the room.
The drunken earl's eldest son can't help but become out of character and presumptuous in a blurry dream, and in the face of these delicate and seductive ** girls, his hands have begun to be unruly.
Soon, the room was filled with gasps of different tones.
At this time, Caesar exited the dining room with the forest elf and walked out, and it was not until far away that he smiled maliciously, and Luna could not hold back either, hunched over and retching.
Naina Brando, if you had seen those ugly and deformed shapeshifters with heads like insects and rotting maggots, and then knew that these soft girls were all shapeshifters in disguise, I don't know what they would do?
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