After leaving the house, Elan took a few deep breaths, he had only taken a slight breath when he was observing the patient, and the rest of the time he was holding his breath. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a while, Elan looked at Boris with sympathetic eyes: "Change places! In this house, if you are not sick, you will be sick! You are lucky, I have just become an instructor of the Black Swan Castle, and I will arrange for you to go to the guards' house and squeeze it!"

Anyway, it's only two days, hold on!"

"I'm sorry, can't you still squeeze in there・・・・・?

As soon as Boris's proposal was spoken, it was interrupted by Elan!

"No!" Elan sternly rejected Boris's proposal, and said to Boris, who looked puzzled: "It's not that I won't let you come, it's just that ・・・・・ who told me that women are more important than friends in my heart!"

"Elan, I find that not only do you not fear the gods very much, but you are also very cheeky, if you are in business, you will definitely achieve a lot of success!

At night, the blizzard became smaller, and even no longer affected people's vision, and the two moons hanging in the night sky, Seconda and Marsar, each swayed, and the red and silver light cast a veil of mystery over the earth.

There was a faint noise coming from inside the fortress, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet night, and the noise was made by everyone huddled in a house.

There was no Sinia, no Jerome, only the guards and those who had been rescued, and the guards of the guards, who drank and shouted loudly in the house.

Sinia and Jerome decided to wait until the day after tomorrow when the wind was low, and they would embark on the journey back, and the drinks and food that could not be taken away would simply be distributed to everyone and let them have a good party.

"Hahaha, come!

"I've been studying at the Bard Academy for two years! What? You don't believe it? Come! Come! Come! I'll sing you a song, and who's...

I'm going to put on a show for you mud legs・・・・・...

"Live, my love, love,

Those old-fashioned accusations are worthless,

We laugh at the gossip.

The sun sinks and rises again and again,

And once our short time is extinguished,

It will sink into the long night of eternity!

Give me a thousand kisses, give me another hundred,

And then a thousand, and another hundred,

And then a thousand, then a hundred.

Let's put it together in a thousands,

Even we don't know it ourselves,

lest narrow-minded treacherous men be,

Knowing the number of kisses, he became jealous. ”

The man who played the accordion and sang at the same time was Peters, a famous old driver of flowers in the city of Hafenga, who could coax thousands of women, crisscrossing the flowers, and still had two strokes in his hands.

Peters was talking nonsense in the crowd, hugging the two guards, and the movements were intimate, and there were almost no people in the house who were not drunk.

Peters' performance sparked a more enthusiastic drinking, and the crowd's behavior became more and more crazy.

A strong man no less in size than Vorusk stuffed two large pieces of black bread in his chest, and then jumped on the table, and danced gracefully with a wink.

The audience roared excitedly at the strong man, and at the same time slapped the table hard, as if the person dancing on the table was really a seductive dancer.

Peters, who was drunk, was hugged by two guards, he did not resist in his heart, but enjoyed it a little, although he faintly felt that something was wrong, but under the influence of alcohol, he quickly left this little bit behind completely.

And the two guards thought that Peters tonight was very charming, and they could swear to the moon, and the one in the giant's stick tavern, Harvey Milk, the famous Harvey Milk of Hyfinga, was not as good as Peters tonight.

They could only go on a date in their sleep with the charming Mr. Harvey Milk, but Peters was right in front of them.

The Giant's Stick is the name of a tavern in the city of Hafenga, this tavern is the famous pleasure field of the city of Hafenga, well, only the tavern of men, it is as famous as the Moulin Rouge.

Holding a glass of cold winter light beer, Elan left the crowded house, with a smile on his face that had succeeded in the conspiracy, and he looked up at the moon in the night sky, feeling that it was really appropriate.

There are two moons in this world, the white jade Marsal, and the red Seconda, and the two moons alternate with a full moon, and the shape of the two months adds up to be considered a full moon.

At this time, Marsal was like a jade banana embedded in the canopy, rippling with blue light, while Seconda was like a blood-stained shield on the dome, telling the war.

Legend has it that these two moons are the two forms of the moon god, Marsal for tears and Seconda for sorrow.

Elan cast a psychic hint at Peters and the two Sheriff's guards, who were destined to experience tears and sorrow tonight.

It's really unlucky, Elan remembered the moon in her previous life, and the women who lived on it also almost represented sorrow and tears.

"Where have you been, Bad Eggs, where have you been, and what about the Thatham Sauce Elison Steak, and what about the fried rice with game lemon juice?"

The good man was talking, and Elan, who rolled up his sleeves, said to little Lori and Christina: "Soon it will be good! The food has already been prepared, and now it can be eaten after processing! Are you hungry?"

"You... don't talk nonsense, I didn't have dinner to accompany Amelia!"

Inside the watchtower, Christina accompanies little Lori.

When Ellan was cooking, he made a suggestion to Christina: "Christina, Amelia said that your cooking skills are very good, do you want to show it?"

After suffering a loss, Ellan now asks about Christina, and he learns that Christina has learned to cook with a halfling.

Halflings are a small race of people who are agile and love to venture around the continent, but not for money, but to taste the food of all parts of the continent.

Well, halflings are natural foodies, foodies with a love for cooking.

Many of the tavern's signature dishes are researched by halflings, and Elan's food cooked by halflings has tasted very good, leaving people with a fragrant taste and unforgettable for a long time.

"Yes, but I don't have any ingredients... ・・・・・ these ingredients, I'll make a vegetable soup!" Christina is confident in her cooking skills, and the halfling who taught her is a skilled chef.

Amelia was overjoyed, in her eyes, the food cooked by Elan and Christina was delicious, and now she was able to eat the food they cooked at the same time, and she was really happy not to want it.