Chapter 19: The Banquet

"Uh~" Chris touched his nose, "The title of benefactor is really a bit deserved. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Pandis said: "Everyone who helps the elves is our benefactor, and the people will come to thank you for a while." ”

Chris nodded, "Oh!" He pulled out a piece of dry food from the spatial ring and shoved it into his mouth.

Pandis's round eyes opened: "What are you doing? There are a lot of things at the banquet, why do you have to eat first?"

"I'm so hungry! eat something first!" Chriss, as he swallowed, muttered, "and it won't be convenient to eat anything at the feast for a while." “

It is indeed an unwritten secret that the feasts of the human aristocracy are mainly for various social purposes, and eating has become secondary, and Chris has experienced it too many times, and it is an unwritten secret that the nobles will eat something before each banquet, and those who chew on it in the banquet will always be laughed at in private.

Pandis naturally knew it, but said angrily, "We elves are not like human banquets, they are very casual. ”

"I guessed that," Chriss, still whispering, "but I'm so hungry right now, I'm worried that it looks too ugly for your mother to like!"

"Are you so hungry?" asked Pandis, incredulously.

Chris touched his stomach and nodded, "I think it's the price of practicing the God of War Roar last night!"

Pandis raised his hand and stroked his forehead, and said helplessly: "I really can't take you, then you can eat some first, you haven't arrived at the place so soon." “

"Hmm!" Chriss, scurry, hurriedly swallowing a few pieces of dry food.

The banquet of the elves was held in a huge square outside the residential area, and the square was already crowded with people, and Chris did not pay much attention to it when the heart of the tree of life returned yesterday, and only now did he have the most intuitive impression.

Countless elves gathered around the square, and they gathered all kinds of fruits, such as pears, seeds, almonds, papayas, hazelnuts, flowers, fruits, peaches, and grapes, all of which hung on a large tree in the square, making the tree beautiful and incomparably attractive.

The elves' staple food is still fruit, but there are also wheat grown by themselves, bread made from wheat flour, cheese, etc., relatively speaking, there is relatively little meat, and the elves have always maintained an interdependent attitude with the surrounding ecology, and hunting animals is rarely carried out unless necessary.

As a banquet, wine is also an indispensable drink of the elves, but because the elves prefer a light taste, the wine is not strong, and most of them are sweet fruit wine, saying that it is wine, in fact, it is more like a drink, among which there is a kind of mead, diluted with honey and water, and then add some reed grass roots and small bowls of petals, after fermentation and brewing, this kind of wine drinks, not only has a strong fragrance but also extremely refreshing, it will appear in a grand and grand banquet.

The elven banquet did not have all kinds of red tape like the banquet of the human nobles, and after Pandis brought Chris to the banquet, the patriarch Ibera simply announced the start of the banquet, and the square began to be lively.

Some of the young elves began to sing, and some began to dance.

According to Pandis, such a celebratory feast will last from noon until late this night.

After inquiry, Ibella learned that Chris's excessive practice last night had caused a false alarm, and she also asked Kris to rest well, and the rest of the elders also toasted Kris one by one, and Kris naturally politely did not refuse.

She only spoke to Pandis, but she didn't talk to Cleis, and seemed a little absent-minded.

After three rounds of drinking, Chris left the banquet on the grounds of fatigue.

Pandis, knowing that Chris didn't like the hustle and bustle, left with him.

Walking on the road to the palace annex, Pandis looked at Chris's face and said, "Are you drunk?"

Chris smiled and shook his head, "No, it's just that I'm not used to your elven wine. “

"It's delicious, isn't it?" Pandice frowned, "it's sweet, it's not like human wine, it's always so strong." “

Chris smiled and nodded her nose, "Each has its own love, it's just that your wine is too focused on aroma and appearance, so ah, you girls will like it." “

"I can't see that you are so knowledgeable about wine," Pandice squinted, "I haven't noticed yet, do you love to drink?"

Chris smiled and shook his head, then stretched slightly.

"Are you tired?"

"No, just some drinks. “

Pandis said uneasily: "Let's go and take a rest, maybe your body hasn't fully recovered." “

The two walked into Chris's room together.

Chris was not sleepy, but when he saw the bed, he still felt sleepy, lying on the soft bed without any image, and his whole body relaxed.

Pandis smiled aggressively, but was pulled by Chriss, hugged her tightly, and kissed her at once.

Pandis let out a low cry and subconsciously wanted to struggle, but as Chris stroked his hands, he couldn't help but feel hot all over his body and collapsed.

The wheezing in the room gradually stopped, Pandis nestled under Chris's arm, one hand on his chest, Chrissy gently stroked her head, so she soon fell asleep, Chriss pulled the quilt over her smooth shoulders, after some tossing just now, the drunkenness in his eyes receded a lot, and he was sweating, but he was much more energetic.

In fact, since waking up in the morning, Chris has been thinking about how to enhance the strength of the body, if he relies on the daily douqi irrigation body, he is afraid that although the effect is there, the progress is slow.

So, we have to think of something else.

Otherwise, before that, if it wasn't the most critical moment, Chris wouldn't dare to use the God of War Roar skill again.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that Dou Qi had been raised to level five, Chris would not have thought of cultivating this skill.

And the improvement of the fighting spirit is because of the breath of life released by the tree of life.

Chris's heart suddenly moved.

The Tree of Life!

Breath of Life!

Perhaps, it works.

His eyes lit up.

In the evening, the feast in the square was still bustling, and by the time Chris and Pandis returned to the scene, many of the young elves were already drunk, lying on the grass and under the trees, still muttering drunken words from time to time.

Ibella and several elders had already left, and with their status, they naturally wouldn't stay at the banquet all the time.

Many of the elves, like Chris, took a break and came back in the evening, and the other guards who were responsible for the security of the elves also joined in one by one.

Satisfied with the faint glow of the bell tree, the night revelers lit a bonfire in the middle of the square, around which many elves, including some old ones, danced.

Perhaps, the return of the Heart of the Tree of Life is far more important than Chris could have imagined. (To be continued.) )