Chapter 166: A Little Gathering at Night
At 7 Pinster Street, Leonard returned to his body.
Leonard quickly went through the various events of the day in his mind, organized the language, and planned to talk to Pales. Zoroaster communicated, he actually wanted to show a calm attitude as usual, but he couldn't help but speak:
"Old man"
In his mind, Pales's slightly old voice suddenly laughed: "It looks like something big has happened today. β
"How do you know?!" Leonard habitually replied.
"Your voice is trembling."
"Yes?" Leonard asked, stunned.
"Well, now confirmed." Parles affirmed.
Leonard, who realized that he had been deceived again, was a little annoyed, and then said, "Old man, what do you know about those ancient gods? β
"It depends on what kind of understanding you have, if you want to talk about the Demon Wolf King Freegra and the other seven ancient gods, then I can only know a rough one, how can I, an old man living in the Solomon period of the Quaternary Age, know those hardcore people?" Parles. Zoroaster threw the question back to Leonard: "If you're talking about the history that goes back even further, as far back as the First Age, I don't know much more. β
Leonard thought for a moment and said, "Have you ever heard of the God of Light and the God of the Earth?" β
"The old gods of the relevant sequence almost always have light and earth in their god names," Pales replied with no certainty.
Leonard was not too satisfied with this answer, and instead said, "At this meeting of Mr. Fool, I met two old gods, the old gods who have risen from distant times with Mr. Fool. β
"One is the god of light, and the other is the god of the earth."
"Their person is far more than the ordinary Sequence 2 angels."
Pales was silent, Leonard was a little happy, this news is not what you expected.
A moment later
"Are you involved in this incident?" The voice of Parles sounded, and the angel of Sequence 1 had a cold voice and continued: "The matter involves the true god, and I am afraid that you will not even be left with your level of involvement." β
"How do you know that the true God is involved in this matter?" Leonard was slightly puzzled, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "George III is ready to become a god, and war is coming." β
"The last time you came back and said that Amon and Zarathu were both in Beckland, and with me, the balance has been formed at the moment. Your former colleague's relationship with the night is more complicated than I thought, and the night should not be able to interfere in earthly affairs at the moment, and that fool awakens the two Sequence 1 at this time, and the balance will be broken, hehe, if it weren't for the true God, it wouldn't be so troublesome. β
"Have you read the newspaper lately?" Pales sneered and said, "You don't have to answer, I don't think you have seen it." β
"You should read more newspapers to get an idea of the recent situation in various countries, hey, plus what you said, it's basically in line with my guess."
"But George III, I guess Adam has been planning for a long time."
"Is it really unavoidable?" Leonard asked, somewhat reluctantly.
"The trend of the times, don't talk about you, even I can only follow the trend, the general trend is inevitable." Parles sighed and reminded, "It's best to find an opportunity to leave, the farther away the better." β
"Mr. Fool just told us to prepare to save the civilians." Leonard also stopped selling Guanzi and said directly.
Pales paused visibly, and his slightly old voice spoke, "His humanity is richer than I thought. β
Two medium-sized horses with red sideburns, pulling delicate carriages, their hooves in contact with the blue-gray stone bricks, drove on the main road that had just fallen in a light rain, and the one-man tall wheels occasionally splashed a little.
On the carriage to the Rose Manor, Walter, the butler, and the coachman sat in front, and in the carriage was his own master, Daun. Dantès and three guests from the shores of the Kingdom of Fenerport who were engaged in port trade.
Su Lin looked out through the glass window of the carriage, and pedestrians were traveling with umbrellas in case the rain came again.
"Why did you pull out that ritual?" Su Lin lifted the golden curtain and looked at this world with the style of the European Middle Ages and the Steam Age, but with similar elements, but the main body was still a style he had never seen before.
"Zhongli doesn't need any sacrificial rituals." Su Lin closed the curtains, he was about to go to the suburbs, and there were fewer buildings, and there was nothing to see in the scattered.
"It's just to fit the setting of this world." Klein smiled slightly.
According to the previous discussion, the honorific names of the two were conveyed by Yuanbao, which was equivalent to Klein as a transit station, otherwise the system was different, just shout out the real names of Su Lin and Zhongli.
If someone makes a sacrifice with this ritual, it will be sacrificed to the great Mr. Fool first. Whose money is the money in the Quartet? Hehehe...
It can only be said that God is pleased with your ritual preparations.
Crane maintained an elegant smile and looked at Su Lin without changing his face.
"Master, Rose Song Manor has arrived." The housekeeper Valtra drove the car door and it was a green field outside.
6:30 p.m. at Rose Grove Manor
The red moon hung silently over the night, and the stars twinkled in the night sky.
A rectangular wooden table 7 meters long and 1 meter wide is placed in the garden, and a white tablecloth covers the long table, and the host guests sit around.
A cook and two assistants are busy in front of a busy open-air stove not far away, and five maids are making drinks at a small table. Nyuni disguised himself as a personal servant and setting up the dishes for the guests.
Su Lin was holding a glass in his hand, which contained an orange-red liquid, Su Lin smashed his mouth after drinking it and said, "You usually drink so sweet?" β
"Give him a cup of sweet iced tea with less sugar."
A middle-aged gentleman disguised by Klein, Dawn. Dantès waved his hand, and immediately a maid picked up a small pot, put some sugar in it, and controlled the heat to melt the sugar slightly.
"Sweetness is effective in relieving tension." The middle-aged man smiled kindly.
The firewood in the campfire crackled as the skin was removed from the shelf and roasted until the suckling pig was crispy, the smell of spices coming out of it, making his Adam's apple move slightly and swallow a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.
Then he adjusted his condition, returned to his normal appearance, put the roast suckling pig in a huge white porcelain plate, spread some vegetables and fruits, and walked towards the table.
One after another, other servants brought up tonight's dishes.
Roast suckling pig, lamb stew with peas, baked beans with tomato sauce, grilled steak, crispy pigeon, Dipsi grilled fish, Sunia blood wine stew
"Where's my brown bread?" Su Lin asked.
"Guest, here." Walter, the butler, held a wooden basket in his hand and lifted the cloth, revealing a black lump with steaming water on it, "Freshly baked brown bread." β
To be honest, Walter doesn't understand why people of this status like to eat something like black bread, bitter, hard, and very unpalatable. As told by Master Dantès, he could only do what he was told.
But in order to make the guests eat more comfortably, he specially arranged for a servant to wait at the bakery nearest to the suburbs, and asked the bakery owner to bake a piece of brown bread according to the time, and told him not to add sawdust to it.
This black bread also deliberately adds a little honey to combine the bitter taste, not too much, but it makes the bitterness a little less, well, the proportion of black buckwheat also changes slightly. Pinch the time to send it, the black bread has not completely cooled down, and it will not be too hard.
Even if the guest is for the sake of remembering the bittersweet feelings, it also makes him eat a little more comfortable. This is Dawn. Dontès' housekeeper.
"Tell everyone to go down and eat." Klein said to Walter: "Leave some personal space for me and the guests, and we'll talk about business." β
"Understood."
Seeing that all the servants had retreated, Crane arranged for his secret servant Enyuni to cut and distribute food to everyone, while he himself lifted a stool and sat down from the main seat to Zhongli's side.
Su Lin looked up at the starry sky above his head, whether it was the barrier outside the earth or the starry sky, that kind of power was real, majestic and powerful.
Even if Su Lin now has a godhead, there is a big gap compared to that group of outer gods, even if he is allowed to use all his firepower, he may not be able to break the barrier left by the original creator.
If there is another way to protect the body from being polluted, maybe you can let the clone go out in the Tianhe suit and slap the outer god and run back?
Forget it, don't have this kind of thought of dying, in case you lose your wife and break your army, it won't be fun.
"Compared to the past, both the livestock raised and the cooking techniques are actually similar, and they are not even as good as the era we live in."
"But in terms of spices and plant vegetables, there are some different things, try it." Crane picked up the cutlery and said to the crowd.
Su Lin withdrew his gaze, picked up a piece of fat and thin meat and put it in his mouth, the rich spice flavor and fat soaked into his mouth, a bit like garlic but not so thick.
"Well, chic taste." Zhongli commented.
"How much time is left?" Su Lin looked at Klein on the opposite side and asked.
"There are about 10 days left." Klein recalled some of the information he had learned from the book, "The Fleet of Fox is about to attack Beckland in 10 days. β
"Shall we kill all those airships then?" Lu Mingfei chewed the steak in his mouth and said, he felt that the food here was quite in line with his taste.
At this time, the secret puppet Enyuni brought a cup of sweetened iced tea with sugar and placed it next to Klein's right hand, and Crane controlled Enyuni to speak: "We don't have to worry about anything, we are only responsible for the aftermath and post-disaster reconstruction." β
"You can stay in Beckland or go somewhere else, like Byran or the Ron Islands, which are a little further away from the war."
Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, the movements in his mouth stopped, and asked, "Why?" Aren't we going to stop the war? β
"I can't stop it." Su Lin got up and took the basket of black bread in the corner of the table, and said, "A script that a writer has spent two thousand years arranging can't be stopped, so he can only follow it. β
"If the king of angels wants to participate in it, he can only be crushed into dust by the wheels of history."
Su Lin tore off a piece of black bread and stuffed it into his mouth, it was indeed a little bitter, not very tasty, but acceptable.
Lu Mingfei was stunned and blurted out: "Why is he so powerful and still a god?" β
Klein put down the cup in his hand, smiled, and said to Lu Mingfei: "In essence, it is the accumulation of contradictions between various countries in human society for many years, as well as the inevitable conflict of interests between the gods. β
"The reasons for it are really complicated to investigate, and a team of experts must be invited to analyze and investigate."
"What a terrible ability." Zhongli sighed: "Influencing the direction of things subtly, and writing the script with thousands of years. β
"But the sad thing is that it turned out to be a necessary sacrifice."
Crane shook his head with a smile, and said to everyone, "Don't discuss this matter, at least the situation is much better than before." β
"By the way, what are your arrangements for the next few days? Is it to visit Beckland or to get out and explore the world? β
Tomorrow, Crane will contact the mysterious queen to find the tomb of Russell the Great, and if he wants to leave Zarathu behind without knowing it, Russell's backstab is essential.
Speaking of, Did Zarathu have a good relationship with Russell? Klein remembered that Zarathu was fond of pulling out the historical projection of Russell into battle.
"Give me a map." Lu Mingfei didn't open his mouth, and Lao Lu's voice came from his body, "I heard that there are pirates on the sea here here, so I will take him to be a Caribbean Sword Immortal." β
"It's not. Won't I stay here to help? Lu Mingfei asked.
The voices of the two of them were almost identical, and it looked like Lu Mingfei was talking to himself.
"As long as you have some strength, what can you help with? Can I help you? Lao Lu said disdainfully: "While playing." β
"You kind of don't respect the strength of the hanging brother on your left."
Lu Mingfei thought about it, as if he was right, unless this old man in his body learned Xiao Yan's medicine and possessed him, he was really a weak chicken.
"I'll go out on my own." Su Lin gave some of this piece of black bread to the other three and said, "It's in Beckland, it won't go too far, something calls me." β
"Where's Zhongli?" Klein asked.
"Same." Zhongli thought for a moment and said to Klein, "I'm going to bother you for this time. β
"Absolutely glad." The corners of Klein's mouth curled slightly, and there was nothing wrong with Zhongli if he lived with him except for a little more expenses.
"You need to plan well during this time." Su Lin picked up a piece of Dixi pie, and the gravy ran down the edges, "Like how to use Grossell's Travels." β
"I know." Klein nodded, in fact, resurrecting the fantasy dragon to contain Adam is also a good choice, but now there are still more than ten years before the end of the world, and there is no time to wait for the fantasy dragon and Adam to continue to play.
At least something had to be knocked out of Adam, such as the reward for Su Lin and Zhongli this time. β
'Whether it's the Aurora Society or the ancient sun god who has walked the world for so many years as Adam, there should be a lot of things in his hands. β
I'm getting bolder now, but it's okay, I'm going to have to fight Adam sooner or later. β
Klein looked up at the blood moon in the sky, raised his glass and swept over everyone: "Gentlemen, cheers to our little gathering tonight." β