Chapter Seventy-Six: Escape from the Tower

This wasn't the first time El had dealt with gargoyles, having saved Tiana's life from a gargoyle of the Cursed Sect when he was back home. Mages like to harness these constructed creatures to their advantage, as they have a certain IQ and are thick-skinned and make good meat shields. Neither magic nor sharp weapons can deal effective damage to gargoyles, and the only effective way to deal with such monsters is with heavy weapons such as two-handed hammers.

However, the antonym of having a certain IQ is that IQ is actually not enough. No mage would spend a fortune to increase the IQ of such a low-level, cheap constructed creature, as it would already be possible to summon higher-level minions for the same cost.

In other words, as long as you're not intimidated by its hideous appearance, it's actually easy to fool.

El glanced at today's menu, charcoal-grilled veal steak, creamy mushroom bisque, vegetable salad and egg pudding, and of course, hot coffee and the Wesley wine Lolana had yesterday. The dishes are simple and luxurious, and they are indeed high-class treatment.

"That's not going to work. El swallowed a mouthful of saliva secretly, and said with a serious face: "Yesterday Lolana said that you can't eat steak, don't you remember? โ€

The gargoyle scratched his head in confusion, he didn't have much memory of what had happened yesterday. Constructed creatures will only respond to imperative language, discerning the commander's authority before acting accordingly. As for human whining and whining, it is spam in their artificial minds.

"I'm going to eat fruit, oranges, apples, and bananas, do you have fresh fruit? If not, let the kitchen make me marmalade, apple pie, and banana milk, you understand?" asked El earnestly as he looked into the gargoyle's eyes.

"Fresh fruit, marmalade, apple pie and banana milk. The gargoyle thought for a moment, and repeated what he had heard. In the orders given by the master, he was indeed asked to take care of this young human and meet the demands of his life.

In the eyes of the great alchemist, such an order was not inappropriate, and the requirements of life were nothing more than food, clothing, shelter and transportation, which could not only ensure El's learning efficiency, but also restrict him. Without the help of the constructing creatures, an ordinary person who does not know magic can walk an inch in the tower.

But in the eyes of a shrewd merchant girl, there was much to be said about such a crude and rudimentary order. She can use this command to cheat the teacher's wine, and naturally she can dig up more loopholes. Even if the girl didn't open her mouth, El understood this.

"I mean, if there's fresh fruit, bring me fresh fruit, and if there's no fresh fruit, make marmalade, apple pie and banana milk out of fresh fruit. El repeated it very patiently.

The gargoyle was even more confused, with his simple artificial mind making it difficult to understand the language of the young human. His meaning is indeed simple, but logically it seems confusing.

"Forget it, I can't tell you clearly. Take me straight to the kitchen and I'll find something to eat myself. El patted the gargoyle on the shoulder and sighed heavily, "I can go to the kitchen, right? Master Stephen didn't forbid me to go to the kitchen to find food, did he?"

"Uh...... Yes, sir. The gargoyle nodded as if he had been pardoned. While it was a bit unruly to take a young human off the hovering platform, he knew that the kitchen wasn't a private area. It is much easier to choose whether to continue to meditate on the host's distinguished guests or to make it convenient for the guests. He crouched down, let El ride on his waist, and flew towards the base of the tower.

The tower's kitchen is unsurprisingly hidden in the lowest cellar, and the great alchemist wields mysterious powers, but his love of food is still the same as that of ordinary people, as evidenced by the rich dinner menu. In order to taste these delicacies, he must also have a good team of chefs as well as ...... A food procurement channel that can be accessed by ordinary people.

When El arrived in the kitchen, he saw a group of gray-skinned dwarfs chattering and playing on the stove. They seem to have advanced intelligence when they can say and jump, and although they look like uncivilized goblins, the neatness of their clothes alone can tell that they are not the same species.

"Hey, gentlemen, which of you is the maรฎtre d'hom in the kitchen?" said Elch, clapping his hands as he clapped his hands to the dwarfs who were having fun with themselves.

"Dear sir, I don't know what you want, Wesley is here to help. A long-nosed dwarf with a white top hat jumped out of the crowd and rubbed his hands together and said earnestly.

"With all due respect, what race do you come from?" asked El, curious and ignorant.

"You are so gracious, dear sir. Wesley puffed out his chest proudly, "The Grey Goblin is the best at cooking and has always been the most trusted professional chef of the mages. As for me, I hail from the historic Spice Kingdom of the Missilili Valley, and I have a Grand Chef qualification from both the Kingdom and the Mage Council. โ€

"I don't understand it, but it sounds amazing, but I was impressed by the delicious snacks you made last night. "El is telling you the truth.

"Your appreciation for the food is our greatest honor. Wesley said happily.

"Alright, let's get down to business. El frowned, his expression was tangled, he lowered his head and whispered with some hesitation: "Master Stephen entertained an Earl of Sneck at the Academy today, during which he mentioned the issue of dinner, and that Baron Sneeck actually mentioned Istalen's specialty snack fried stinky sparrow......"

"Oh my God, Loiseau's pans! Wesley screamed and patted his chest, as if frightened: "Fried stinky sparrows? Yes, there is such a snack, but it is a popular food in the slums, what kind of person with status would eat that kind of thing?"

"I don't know why the Count Snecker had to mention it...... You can imagine the expression on Master Stephen's face at that time. El didn't blush, and his heart didn't beat and he made up nonsense.

"Even if I knew how to do it, I would never make this kind of food in the kitchen! Oh my God, that's an insult to our Black Pepper family!" Wesley exclaimed angrily.

"Master Stephen didn't want that smell in his tower, so he ...... As an apprentice, I had to run errands. El shook his head helplessly: "But I don't know where that damn thing is sold, can you give me some pointers?"

"Are you Master Stephen's apprentice?" Wesley was taken aback, but then reacted, "That's right, that's right, I remembered the extra meal that Miss Lolana specially ordered yesterday...... Please forgive me for not recognizing you. As for the fried stinky sparrow, you'll have to go to the street barbecue stalls in the ghetto to find it. โ€

"Can I get out of you?" El, quietly tentative, "You know, if I get that thing on Master Stephen's portal, he'll kill me." โ€

"Of course, we have a tunnel connection to the canteen of a public college. Wesley imagined the stinking image of the portal and couldn't help but laugh.

Despite their neat clothes and penchant for cooking, the grey goblins seem to be as simple as their distant relatives in terms of personality...... Or should I say it's a good fool.

Half an hour later, El covered his nose and threw a packet of suspicious objects with a pungent smell to the beggars on the side of the street, turning around and walking towards his familiar neighborhood.

At this time, he couldn't go home for the time being, he didn't know where Lolana was taken to, and he didn't know if he had enough time left for him, and it was very troublesome to track down. The first thing to do now is to arm yourself and restore the combat effectiveness of your heyday.

According to the calculation of time, the set of velociraptor skin equipment left in Powell's workshop should be almost ready. El had always felt hollow in his hand after the hunting bow that never left his body broke, and he was full of anticipation for the dragon tooth bow that Master Powell had promised.

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