Chapter 125: Brewing tea around the hearth
Alicia came back to her senses and looked at Char, "You really made him immortal?" β
"Or else?" Char said, "If he doesn't live a little longer, how will this bet be made?" β
What Char said was very reasonable, as if he didn't give all the emperors in this world who had exhausted countless manpower and material resources, paid countless lives, and even paid what the country and society had to seize.
Rather, eat a piece of leftover cheese.
"Does your Holy Grail have any other abilities besides making wine?" Char asked Semele.
"Are you so confident you're going to win this bet?" Seymler quipped.
"Then tell me when I win." Char said.
Semmele raised his eyebrows and silently drank the cocktail in his hand.
According to the position of the tavern in the world, the humans who can come in are lucky in themselves, and Char will occasionally weave some fates that are not very expensive for some people with eyes depending on the mood.
However, Char will not give fate to everyone who comes in, it depends on his own mood.
Just like the power of fate that recycled Heilang's body in the first place.
After the power of fate in his body is recovered by Char, he will also obtain this immortality.
However, after Char became Merlin, he was originally an immortal with the Nightmare bloodline, so in addition to getting more power of fate, the ability brought by this power of fate was chicken for Char.
But this fate can be given to Alicia, and she needs a copy of immortality.
Although she can give it to her directly, Char doesn't want her to bear any cause and effect, so it's good to give this cause and effect to others.
Of course, Alicia is still young now, not to the point where she needs to be immortal, and Char is actually more for this bet.
After the tavern work was done, the rest was his own time, and occasionally, he would go out with Alicia.
The Alps are not all snow-capped, and in the less advanced places there are some evergreen coniferous forests, occasionally interspersed with broad-leaved trees.
Cassifer found one such place, where the verdant fields were covered in large areas of natural and pure coniferous forest, with dense woods between the hills.
The tips of each tree are like green arrows standing up, blown in the same direction by the wind, and the individual forms are uniform and extremely evenly distributed, like green patterns that have been infinitely copied.
Under the trees is verdant green grass, but it should not be ordinary grass, but some hardy alpine plants such as edelweiss.
The glacial landscape of the Alps borders this coniferous forest, where white and green come into contact as if spring and winter coexist.
A small stream from the meltwater of the snow-capped mountains trickled downward, and the castle stopped next to it.
They chose to have a picnic in this forest, and the fire lit by Cassifer provided them with warmth in the cold of winter.
Surrounded by a herd of walking wild goats, they looked curiously at the burning fire here, and were a little frightened and did not dare to approach.
The marmots here, however, are more daring, surrounding Alicia and eating the cheese she has dropped.
It is supposed to be used as an alpine pasture in autumn and summer, but it should not be in season yet, otherwise there will be more cattle and sheep, and some people will be seen.
Char put the clay pot he had made not long ago in the fire pit, placed some charcoal in the stove, and finally covered it with a barbed wire fence and turned it into a baking tray.
The clay teapot is placed on a barbed wire fence, and the steaming heat in the clay pot heats the teapot.
Char scooped up some water from the stream on one side with a spoon and poured it into the tea stove, and finally added the tea leaves that Sebas had sent earlier.
Then, he added some snacks such as oranges, sweet potatoes, peanuts, and corn to the baking sheet.
In the cold forest, the quaint teapot is steaming, the fragrance of tea is permeated, refreshing, they sit around the fire, lean on the fire, listen to the sound of the water flowing on one side, quietly watch the sunset, day and night junction, the sky presents an unusually beautiful dark blue.
Like Van Gogh's painting titled "Starry Night on the RhΓ΄ne", it reveals the deep mystery of the night.
They chatted around the fire, and everything was so comfortable.
Soon, the water in the teapot boiled, and Char picked up the teapot and poured tea for herself, Alicia, and Isabel.
Isabel is now a soul materialized being, but her current materialization can already perceive the world like a physical body, and she can taste it as well.
The teacup is a Chinese-style teacup, and the European teacup is too large to taste the aroma of tea, and the teacup is also easier to dissipate the heat of freshly boiled tea.
Char gently blew the hot air on it, and a smell of tea slowly spread from his nose to his throat, and his limbs were indescribably relieved.
He lowered his head and took a sip.
It is mellow and refreshing, soothing their mood.
"The soda water of the peninsula is not suitable for making tea." Char opened his mouth and commented, "It's still suitable for this kind of clean snow-capped mountain meltwater." β
Alicia also nodded, "It's really better than ordinary water, but this tea is also good." β
"The big red robe of the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain." Char said, "In Beichen, he is generally a royal family, and I really don't know where he came from. β
"Is that ready to eat?"
Isabel looked at the oranges on the baking tray with some curiosity, and to be honest, she had never tasted what baked oranges tasted like.
Char nodded, "Take it, you can eat it at any time." β
She picked up the orange, the peel under it was a little charred, and the orange fragrance had a smoky flavor.
Isabel broke open the orange and threw the peel into Cassifer's mouth, she tore off a slice of orange and put it in her mouth, nodding.
"It seems to be a little sweeter than when it wasn't roasted, and it has a smoky flavor."
Isabel leaned comfortably on the large rock behind her, looking at the snow-capped mountains illuminated by the moonlight in the distance.
"It's so comfortable, if only this life could go on like this."
Alicia looked around, "I've always heard about this mountain range, but I never thought I'd be here in person one day. β
"The vast majority of people in this world, even kings and emperors, don't actually have much opportunity to get out of their cities, their own countries." Isabel said.
"Since my father became the emperor, he hasn't even been out of the palace a few times.
So now we are actually freer than the emperor. β
She picked up the peanuts from the baking tray and ate them as she spoke.
"To be honest, I would probably be happier living my life if it weren't for Britannia."
After a pause, she muttered softly.
"But there's no such thing as responsibility.
The royal family is burdened with the fate of tens of millions of people, and these things are not easy to let go. β
Char picked up the roasted sweet potato from the baking sheet, blew the heat on it, and broke the sweet potato into two pieces, one for himself, and half of it was handed to Alicia.
Although it was blown by Char, it was still a little hot, and Alicia swapped the sweet potato back and forth with her left and right hands, and at the same time blew gently, quickly getting used to the temperature above.
Then, with her slender fingers, she peeled off the burnt skin, revealing the red flesh of the potato, and when she bit into it, it was a sweet, soft, sweet, hot fragrance, steaming white smoke.
Her eyes lit up, "This thing is so delicious when it's baked." β
Potatoes are the staple food of Europeans and Britannes, as potatoes are more hardy than sweet potatoes.
At the same time, farmers are relatively conservative in the cultivation of staple foods, because the cost of trial and error is high, and it can take months to try the rest of the crop once, and if it is not planted, it may be half a year of starvation.
Therefore, sweet potatoes are rarely seen in Britannia, let alone know how to make them.
"It's delicious." Char smiled, "It's most comfortable to eat something hot like this at this temperature." β
Seeing this, Isabel teased, "What about me? β
"You bake another one." Char pointed to the bag on one side, "Isn't there one in there?" β
Isabel smiled and sighed, teasing, "It's good to have a man." β
"Char, give me something to eat too."
Cassifer, who was under the stove, spoke.
Char casually tossed him a peanut from the oven, and he swallowed it and chewed it with a satisfied sound.
A gentle breeze blows, blowing a little spark, and one of the benefits of camping under the snowy mountains is that you don't have to worry about mosquitoes, even if you're by a stream.
The flames burned the wood, making a crackling sound, quickly dispelling the chill for them, and everything was so beautiful and pleasant.
However, just when they are enjoying the quiet years.
From the depths of the taiga came the roar of an animal.
"Roar!!
The mountains and forests shook, and all the wild animals around them fled in panic.
This is definitely not the roaring sound that ordinary animals can make, it is a bear bark.
The earth was trembling faintly, and in the depths of the taiga, they could clearly feel a behemoth rushing towards it.
Listening to its cadence and roar, the bear looked furious.
Soon, in the middle of the bushes, a hunter in a thick fur coat ran out in terror, his hair was gray, and he looked very old.
He also seemed to see Char and the others sitting by the stream, waving his hands anxiously at them, and then yelling in the local language.
"Run!"
As his words fell, the bear followed, a brown bear with scarlet eyes that stood out in the darkness, and by the light of Cassifer's fire, he could clearly see the fangs peeking out of the corners of his grinning mouth, which could easily tear open the chest of any creature.
The hunter stepped on the stream, and for a moment he fell to the ground, and the brown bear blinked.
But as if Alicia was closer, it roared at Alicia and stood upright.
As one of the largest mammals of the carnivorous order on land, this brown bear is truly staggering.
The height of a typical building is about 2.8 meters, and the height of this brown bear is enough to reach this height.
The raised claws were long, dull, and with the terrifying power they were almost enough to destroy everything.
But just when the hunter thought she was going to be slapped in the head by the brown bear.
An even more terrifying roar followed.
"Roaring !!!"
The roar was earth-shattering, like a thousand horses galloping, and the trees in this forest swayed because of it.
An even more terrifying figure flew over Alicia and pounced directly on the brown bear, instantly throwing it several meters away!
(End of chapter)