There are two ways to make mead, but the first one is more serious than blending, like the so-called mead that is served in many taverns and inns, if the owner is good, then he will use ale or wine as a base, and pour a small cup of honey into it, and if the master is too stingy or mean, then he will only serve a glass of cider or lees that has been deliberately burned to the bridle, and the addition is not honey, but cane sugar or beet sugar, which sometimes even the rough tongue of a sailor or a merchant cannot foolAt this time, it depends on whether the tavern's body is plump and soft enough, or whether the tavern owner's fists are big and hard enough. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Occasionally, nobles drank the blended mead, and in the Normans of the Highlands, the caster would often use a small amount of winter wine and snow honey to ensure that his concentration was always focused and excited, and this special potion was indispensable when it was necessary to cast a spell for a long time.

In terms of the second type of detail, it should also be divided into three categories. One is the dry honey wine obtained after the fermentation of honey, the other is to stop the fermentation when the main fermentation is not completed, so that a part of the sugar is retained, people call them sweet wine, and the last is to add honey after the honey wine is brewed to improve the sweetness and viscosity of the honey wine, of course, the last kind of honey wine from the process to the raw materials, the time and effort is the most, the most expensive, and the longest, so it is almost never sold as a commodity, the honey wine prepared by Leona for Birdwin is also carefully brewed by the servants and stewards of the royal court, and they have worked hard for dozens of daysThe finished product was only a small bag, but Lei Zhe did not hesitate to move it all, believing that the stewards who had done their best to be praised by the king - even if it was just a nod must be very sad.

But neither Richer nor Lehman would think about this, they were born noble men, one of them was bound to become king, and the other was the king's brother, a future duke, they were certainly good, but when they stood on a high place, it was always difficult to see the shadows—Berner may have thought of it, but he would not do anything, because Her Royal Highness, the maids of the former Norman princess Leona, would make up for this little mistake, or the knights and squires of Birdwin's side. The ministers would not question the character and nature of the two heirs to the throne, and they would even indulge Reiger, Berner thought, perhaps because they did not want another king as strict as Berdwin- For lords and lords, the best thing is a ruler like the old king, he is not a perfect person, on the other hand, he does not demand perfection from others, but Berdwin, people will praise him for his bravery and character, but the endless abyss is below, and it is not fun at all when he asks his courtiers to be consistent with him.

In the spacious room, they sat on the floor, the stone slabs on the floor were clean enough to reflect the shadows of the three boys, and a whale skin cloak hidden in a suitcase was used as a dinner cloth. Dried meat and wooden cups were thrown haphazardly on them, and the two princes could barely sit cross-legged while listening to Bernard tell all sorts of strange stories outside, but when the story of a battle was nearing the end, and the mead in their skins was nearly dry, and there were only a few pieces of dried meat left on their cloaks, Razer and Raymond fell to the ground on all fours, their faces still bearing baby fat, and they were ruddy and lovely in the sun, but they still looked taller and bigger than their peers, but not as good as Bernard, and of course, they had never encountered what happened to Bernard。

"What happened to that lord?" asked Reizhe.

"He was beheaded. Berner said.

Lei Zhe shook his fist angrily, "He should be hanged and hung on the city wall." ”

"This is impossible," said Raymond sensibly, "he is a lord, not a thief, and beheading is in accordance with etiquette and tradition." ”

"But it was his knight who disguised himself as a bandit and took the ugly chicken," said Reiger, "and sold her to the orcs, our enemy!"

"Even if he were guilty of the felony of treason, we would have to cut off his head," Raymond reminded again, "If according to the laws of the Norman of the Highlands, the ugly chicken has no right to sue a lord, and she has no evidence or witnesses. ”

"But my father is a king," Raymond rolled over and propped his chin on his elbow, "doesn't he have that right? King John is said to have done so." ”

"So he's dead. Raymond said rightly.

"It is a pity that he died not because of justice and justice, but because of conspiracy and self-interest," said Berner, "but he gave us a good excuse - and I think the lord thought so too, and when we mentioned the ugly chicken at the feast and swore an oath to pursue her enemies, he and his knights were afraid, so we had sufficient evidence and reason to arrest him, and put all the wrongdoers to death." ”

"But such a means is not what a king should use," Raymond still lay lazily, his head under his arm, his eyes narrowed at the bright sunlight. "He puts himself and those loyal to him at risk. ”

His brother pursed his lips and expressed his disapproval with his actions.

Berner, who sat leaning against the suitcase, could clearly see the faces of the two princes, they had the red hair of the family tradition, and the gray eyes of Baldwin, which made them look like ice in a fire, or fire in ice, the problem is that although they are similar in appearance, their personalities are very different, so that for Berna, Lejer is undoubtedly close to Baldwin without limits, while Lehman is more like Leona, he has felt more than once that the decision made by Her Royal Highness may be a bad mistake, there is no doubt that the eldest son Reich is more suitable to be a charging knight, and the second son Raymond is undoubtedly very qualified as a ruler。

There was a sudden silence in the room, and Berner waited for a moment, then turned the conversation to another person, an unpleasant party that he did not even want to think about could only be described as a failure, and after obtaining the qualification of a preparatory servant, he did not spend much time in the royal court, and whether as a courtier or as a friend, in order to maintain his place in the hearts of the two princes, he had to look for every opportunity and not tolerate even the slightest mistake.

"Did Lady Ugly Chicken come back when we left the royal capital?" asked Berner, and the two little princes nodded at once.

"But Berner, don't call Ugly Chicken Mrs. Ugly Chicken," said Raymond, "and she doesn't like this, saying that when she hears it, she wants to pick up an axe and cut people, so she only allows us to call her by her name." ”

"How many days did she stay in the royal capital?"

"Five days," Mr. Lei said. "Five days and four nights," Raymond added, "and as every time, the weapons, supplies, and warriors who wanted to be one of them left." ”

"Still won't she come back?" Her Royal Highness Leona may have given the treatment that all women in the royal capital could dream of, to be a mentor to the princes, a female official of Her Royal Highness, with a prestigious title and domain, and the queen had asked her more than once, whenever the ugly chicken appeared, she would ask once, and she promised that her will would be valid forever, but the ugly chicken never wavered. Perhaps it is because of this that she is respected and loved by the vast majority of Normans, even if in appearance she can't even compare with Penny who first arrived in the royal capital, although Penny looks ordinary and behaves rudely, but at least she can see that it is a woman, and the ugly chicken seems to have completely broken away from the shackles of gender, she doesn't look like a woman, let alone a man, everyone's first thought when they see her is, "Oh my God, I saw a warrior!"

Both Razer and Lehman were very fond of this woman, who was almost deaf and dumb in speech, because she had been running for a long time on the barren plains, facing enemies who were all deaf and deaf orcs, she and her companions barely spoke, only gesticulating, and after a year or two, she had almost forgotten how to speak, and she had no so-called education, she could not write, nor could she read, and she knew very few words. But although she does not admit that she is the mentor of the two princes, she still tries to say something to Reich and Lehman whenever she has time, because of the lack of vocabulary, her narration is always dry, like "When it snows, when the sky is light, some people are already hard, some people can't move their hands and legs, some people are blind...... Let's go, save, I want to save, but can't, small fire, big fire, can'...... Wild beasts, able to smell, we go, and those who can't go, leave ...... behind"; and "a tent, priest's, with poisonous worms, and those who go in are all dead...... and "little beasts, wolf cubs, with teeth and claws, cannot stay, and they remember the smell, remember, let go...... will take the beast and follow us ......"; Finally, grease, to use grease, the beast, will pretend to die, but fire, will not lie...... "......

Some of the ministers vehemently resisted Leona's decision, and in their opinion, it was a foolish and ridiculous idea to have a woman with no blood, no surname, and even such a terrible face and posture to teach the two princes. If the princes were to be bold and strong, wouldn't it be more graceful and decent for the ladies to recite for them stories and poems about heroes?, and soon the princes would have their own squires, knights, and even armies, and they would not need anything from a lowly orc slave...... The so-called guidelines.

But Bernard thinks that maybe the ugly chicken can't teach the two princes how to recite beautiful poetry, or dance lightly, and even teach the prince to wield a sword, because the ugly chicken has no martial arts at all, all her skills are obtained from fighting the orcs to the death, and there are only enemies standing in front of her, and she will never know what it means to reach the point, she must be faster, stronger, more powerful, and more unsparing, so as to maximize the guarantee that her life and that of her companions will not be lost in the minions of the orcs because of a moment of hesitation。

There is probably only one thing that the ugly chicken can teach the princes, and that is the bitter hatred and never-ending vigilance of the orcs. Whether he wants to become the Norman king of the Highlands in the future, or Raymond, who wants to become the lord of Thundercastle, this is a must, the first condition, which is before all the elements.

Maybe the ugly chicken understands this too. That's why she would be desperate to speak, and say, even if the ridicule and banter of the royal court about her hoarse and stammering narratives never went away, would she care? Berner laughed, the strong woman, who didn't care about any of this, just like the legend of the Cerris, a mythical bird that flew high in the sky, drank only the spring water from the source, and ate only the fruit of the bamboo, but when it flew past a crow, the crow thought it was going to rob its carrion and shouted at the air. How can they know how great and noble the wish of the ugly chicken is? It seems so slim, but it is precisely because of this slimness that it is particularly respectable and admirable.

Lei Zhe suddenly sighed, "There are more and more scars on the ugly chicken's body. ”

Raymond agrees: "I can barely see her face. ”

"But hasn't Ugly Chicken become Ilmot's priest?" Berner asked curiously, Ugly Chicken became Ilmot's priest was confirmed three years ago, the reason why it is "confirmed" is because Ugly Chicken has no concept of becoming a priest at all, there is no priest in the small village where she grew up, and the bard hardly passes there, her husband has mentioned it to her, but Ugly Chicken thinks that kind of tall thing may not be related to him for the rest of his life. She may have been the most favored priest by a god, but she didn't even realize what glory she had received. It can be found that Ugly Chicken is already a priest, or because in recent years, in addition to the slaves of the Orcs (who mistakenly believe that Ugly Chicken was originally a priest), there are also some people who have an indelible hatred for the Orcs and have no worries to join her team, when they see the palm of the Ugly Chicken covering their wounds, the white light is lit up, and then the hideous wounds are immediately healed and closed.

When the ugly chicken returned to the royal capital again, he was concerned by the priests, after all, he became a priest, but he was ignorant of the god he should worship that god, and the followers of the various gods couldn't help laughing, reciting the names of their gods in front of the ugly chicken one by one, and asked her to repeat it, when the ugly chicken read Ilmot's name, the divine power on the senior pastor of Ilmort immediately resonated slightly, and this result can be said to be completely expected. And what the ugly chicken recounted afterwards made the senior pastor of Ilmot even want to keep her by his side, in the temple- The ragged, thin, short, and bald deity appeared at the side of the ugly chicken more than once, either to show her direction, or to hide her body, or to bring her water and prey, and sometimes the ugly chicken would wonder how quickly she could run and fight even if she had not slept or eaten for days and nights, but her simple and stubborn mind could not contain too many doubts, and she quickly threw it aside, ignoring it.

Of course, in the end, the senior pastor of Ilmote let the ugly chicken go, and the ugly chicken is Ilmot's most loyal follower on the Wuthering Plains, and Ilmote doesn't need praise, no prayer, no extravagant temples and pompous decorations, he needs a brave man like the ugly chicken who is willing to suffer for this troubled world.

"Maybe it's because the ugly chicken thinks that appearance is inconsequential. "Even if it's a scar that can be healed in an instant with the slightest divine skill," Lei Zhe said, and then sighed again.

"What's wrong?" asked Berner.

"There are no potions, and there are very few scrolls," Reich said, although Berdwin had promised that Ugly Chicken could take whatever she needed, but the army of Highland Norman also needed these, and Reich knew that his mother Leona was able to take out these and it could be said that he was doing his best, but he was still a little frustrated, he also wanted to help Ugly Chicken, but he also knew that the runes and scrolls that his mother gave him were to ensure his safety, and he couldn't give them to others at will, he was more important to Highland Norman than Ugly Chicken.

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