Chapter 8: The Elven Celestial Order (Section 3)
When I first picked up the pastry, I didn't pay attention to it, but I could smell a faint aroma of wine and a faint coldness from the tips of my fingers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
After putting it in the mouth, the entrance is soft and glutinous, and then it is slightly elastic sweet, and then, from the corner of his mouth, suddenly a thick aroma of wine comes out. The smell is intoxicating, not to mention the feeling of eating pastries at that time. I kept chewing the pastry in my mouth, wanting to enjoy both smell and taste at the same time, but this spurted wine aroma, when smelled carefully, seemed to be an illusion, but once I gave up this search, the diffused wine aroma will return to my sense of smell. This really gives people a feeling that they can't ask for it, but they can't escape it.
The aroma of wine is already like this, and the main body of this pastry is even more remarkable. As I bite this pastry, the sweet feeling on the inside is gone, followed by an indescribable feeling, a little spicy wine, but not so strong, I can't help but taste it carefully, and it seems to have a sweet faint lingering. When I swallowed this pastry, the faint spicy layer was instantly transformed into the stamina after the greedy cup, rushing straight into the brain, making people feel intoxicated and dizzy. But this feeling doesn't last long, it just lasts for a while, and then it disappears without a trace. This wonderful feeling made me feel as if I had a dream, so that I was immersed in the following sensations. ā
"Sure enough, it deserves to be called a drunken !!" Generalissimo Kazan couldn't help but shout hello after unconsciously appreciating it in his mind.
After eating this pastry, Generalissimo Kazan couldn't wait to have wings on his back, and immediately flew to Lorain to enjoy this drunkenness forever.
But the dream is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. Generalissimo Kazan could not have wings on his back, nor could he relieve himself of the duties of the generalissimo, and in the end, he could only hate and hate.
Master Ozma, who was watching quietly from the sidelines, couldn't help but admire when he saw that Generalissimo Kazan had eaten this pastry, and secretly said, 'There is a play', and then said to Lord Kazan:
"Kazan. You're so bored just eating this pastry. Let me tell you about this pastry. ā
"Oh~~! And allusions! Let's hear it. Master Kazan said as he ate.
"Of course! You don't notice it, this kind of pastry doesn't look special, but when you get closer, you can smell a faint aroma of wine. When the eater eats a piece, he will feel an inexplicable drunkenness. So, ah. There is such a legend. Legend has it that there was a man who had never drunk alcohol and got drunk when he first touched this pastry with his fingers, let alone ate it. That's why I got the name Drunken Lingering. ā
After talking about this legend, he watched Lord Kazan gobble it up. Lord Ozma can now be said to be complacent and complacent.
'Oops! Sure enough, nothing is difficult to defeat this genius~! Ozma sighed inwardly.
When Master Kazan finished eating the box of pastries in front of him, he clapped his hands contentedly, and then said to Master Ozma:
"For the sake of you, you also have a reason, this handsome man will spare you today. Originally, this marshal was going to deal with your military law, but for the sake of you being able to move the reinforcements of the elf clan, it will save you from death. But capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped. Lord Ozma, are you going to do it?! ā
When Lord Ozma heard that Kazan was going to punish him, he hurriedly pointed to the pastry box on the desk and said:
"Handsome, handsome. And thanks to the food! ā
When Generalissimo Kazan heard this, he was unconscious in his heart, and then said to Master Ozma:
"Hmm~! All right. For the sake of you being able to think about this handsome man at all times. The 300 military sticks were written down first. ā
When Lord Ozma heard this, he hurriedly said to Generalissimo Kazan with great joy:
"Xie Dashuai is complete!"
Master Kazan didn't care what Lord Ozma was like at this time, and continued to say to him:
"Since you're so kind. Then I'll be kind enough to tell you the good news. ā
"What's the good news?" Mistress Ozma interjected at the right time.
"As for what the good news is. You'll find out just by listening. On your way to the Gran Forest, I handed the eldest brother a note mentioning the loss of military horses. The reply given by the eldest brother is that you have not lost all your money for the next year, and all of it will be transferred to be used as military expenses. Kazan grimaced to tell the "good news" to Ozma.
"Ah?!!!h
Ozma let out a cry of disbelief, followed by the crying father's crying mother's pleading:
"Kazan, help me! How can you live without money! ā
Kazan glanced at Ozma slightly, then continued:
"My husband was also punished for a year. What am I going to fund you! ā
"Don't you have military spending? It's okay to embezzle the part that belongs to us a little!! Ozma continued his grumbling.
"Hmph~~! I am an upright Imperial Marshal! When Generalissimo Kazan said this, he raised his head haughtily and stopped looking at Ozma.
'Righteous you sister! Cheapskate!!! Master Ozma, who had not succeeded in his treacherous plan, cursed bitterly in his heart.
Master Ozma, who had taken out our Generalissimo Kazan, was now wandering around the barracks with a bitter face. Lord Ozma, who was in a state of wandering, overheard some soldiers talking about something. Lord Ozma, who was naturally curious, quickly lifted the wandering state and devoted himself to eavesdropping.
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"I said brother! How can you still stay here!! Don't you know that a group of elves have arrived in the nearby town of Stroth? The legendary elf clan is all very tight...... Eh~~~! I said, why don't you have any mood at all. I've got it all to say. Why are you still not reacting at all! Are you sexually impotent or are you good at Longyang? A soldier babbled.
Another languid voice retorted dismissively:
"What can you do if you are tempted?! I said can you Zhang Cannon get out, or what?!! Do you also want to learn from those stupid people who pretend to have a stomachache and get dragged to the martial arts arena to run laps???!!! ā
"I'll just tell you that it's not okay! If you don't let it out, you won't think about it! Who knows when those elves will leave?! When they leave, will we be able to catch up with our holidays?! Really! Incompetent personality!! The babbling soldier said to the lazy soldier.
"Who do you say is sexually impotent?! You try one more time!! The lazy voice suddenly became high
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What's next?
Then our Lord Ozma hurried out of this place of right and wrong, after all, there were already voices of people moving hands and feet in this tent, and some shouts of persuasion.
'It seems that Kazan has to let this group of bloody old men go out for a stroll, otherwise who knows what the consequences will be!' Ay~~~! Woe to the water! Disaster in the face!! The ancients did not deceive me!! ā
Ozma thought as she left.