Chapter 401 Celebration dinner, gift to the manor, gluttony disaster
"Your Excellency Yeats, please wait a moment!"
The cheers vibrated through the wall in the exit passage. Yeats heard the call and stopped to look back, only to see Violet in silver armor trotting over.
Her eyes were filled with adoration and she said excitedly:
"Wonderful archery skills! What kind of combat skill is that? It can actually split thousands of arrows!"
The King of the Wild Hunt often appears in the north, and his knights are not common in the Kingdom of Roland. Violet was unable to see the origin of the "Blessing of the Wild Hunt" for the time being.
Yeats did not tell the truth and reminded with a smile: "It was King Roland who asked you to come?"
"Ah...that's right!" Violet straightened her back and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Duke, Your Majesty ordered me to take you to the Sapphire Manor in Paris to stay, so that you don't have to travel between Fontainebleau and Paris. ! ”
Yeats understood that this was actually a reflection of King Roland's deepening trust in him.
"Then I'll trouble you to lead the way."
"Please come with me!"
Drill Tooth quietly poked his head out on Yeats's shoulder, looking frightened:
"Oh, it was so dangerous just now. Fortunately, we worked together to defeat the Tyrannosaurus King!"
Yeats couldn't help laughing.
The joke analysis shows that my grandma and Lao Da can score eighty points if they join forces!
"Your performance is pretty good. At least you managed to attract the hatred of a Tyrannosaurus."
Yeats encouraged him: "Extra dinner tonight!"
"Okay!" Zhuan Ya said happily.
"But I'm not in charge... the housekeeper of the manor should make arrangements..." Yeats said thoughtfully.
Zuan Tooth's expression changed: "Oops, what a big loss!"
*
Night falls.
Paris, Ile de la Cité.
At night, the Seine River flowing through the center of Paris embraces two islands, and a beautiful stone bridge connects the two islands.
The gentle river water quietly caressed the shaded river bank, and the shadows of lights and the sound of oars flowed in the golden waves. The sapphire manor prepared by King Roland for Yeats is located in the core area of Ile de la Cité, like a precious gem inlaid in the middle of the lake. jewelry.
Not far from Sapphire Manor, there are the famous Notre Dame Cathedral and the Old Royal Palace... Louis escaped from the flames of this palace and seemed to have left a shadow on it, rarely living in this palace.
"Cheers!"
On the night when Yeats advanced to the quarterfinals, a grand celebration dinner was held at Sapphire Manor.
Celebrities from the Royal Capital of Roland visited one after another, hoping to catch a glimpse of Duke Honeysuckle.
As a result, Yeats's reputation not only spreads in the Golden Lion Kingdom, but also has a large number of bards in the Roland Kingdom spreading his deeds. Today's victory further confirms his strength.
Secondly, there is news that Yeats is a popular person who is appreciated by His Majesty King Roland... If we can establish a relationship with him, we will naturally get closer to King Roland!
Yeats couldn't understand the noble Roland, and his almost fanatical pursuit of Louis, which made him look like a succubus. But then he thought about it, developing the economy, focusing on education, and encouraging science... This was already the norm among the anthropomorphic medieval monarchs. It’s clear!
Great, needless to say!
Before the party, Yeats's second sister, Shirley Berlandi, and her husband, the Count of Champagne, also came to visit.
Yeats personally received his second sister and second brother-in-law.
The second brother-in-law, the Count de Champagne, is a brown-haired man with a scholarly air. He has a friendly face. He seems to be very affectionate with his second sister, and his words have a refined taste.
In front of the steps of the mansion, the Count of Champagne held Shirley Brondi's hand, looked at Yeats with admiration in his eyes, and sighed:
"I have heard about His Excellency the Duke for a long time, and I am honored to see His Majesty's heroic appearance in the arena today... Defeating the Tyrannosaurus King with one arrow is really extraordinary!"
Almost half of the city's nobles went to watch the duel. The Duke from a foreign country has become the hottest topic in Roland nowadays.
Regardless of his origin, strength, status, or appearance, Duke Honeysuckle is outstanding... Count Champagne secretly thought... No wonder he is valued by the goddess!
Shirley Brondi smiled brightly and was equally proud of her brother.
Yeats inherited some memories from his previous life. He remembered that before he got married, his sister was very kind to him and had a polite attitude, saying:
"The Count of Champagne has oversold you... You two, please."
"This is a tooth sculpture I specially ordered to be made. It is based on the image of you winning the curling competition... Please accept it, Your Excellency the Duke."
The Count of Champagne waved his hand, and the servant carried a long box and opened the silk cloth. In the glass cabinet in the box, there was a beautiful ivory carving, which was lifelike. It was as if he could see the white snow in the Black Mountains, the flag rolling, and the young man standing on the cliff, drawing his sword and giving orders. Scene of the three armies.
Yeats's heart moved.
I said, my second brother-in-law can handle this!
Roland's social etiquette is cumbersome, and the nobles are proud of pursuing fashion. It is said that this is deliberately done by the Sun King in order to consolidate his rule. The purpose is to let the nobles waste a lot of energy on minutiae to avoid focusing on power.
The dinner was organized and received by the butler in the manor... The servants and employees of the manor were all prepared in advance, so Yeats did not need to worry about it.
At Mammon's repeated request, Yeats threw the specific list of dinner guests to the black cat and said curiously:
"Mammon, what do you want a list for?"
Black Cat lay on the desk, folded his hands, looked at the list attentively, and said:
"I can't remember who gave the gift, but I will definitely remember who didn't give the gift!"
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Yeats was slightly startled, thinking that he was indeed the God of Greed, with my Yeats family tradition!
"What a good cat." Yeats rubbed Mammon's silky hair and said with satisfaction, "I leave the responsibility of receiving gifts to you!"
Mammon looked up at Yeats speechlessly, wondering, do humans like playing with cats so much? I'm almost getting annoyed by him!
"Here, here you go!" Yeats took out a can of jelly.
Mammon's eyes suddenly lit up, she squinted her eyes, hummed and licked the jelly, facing the invisible principle of true fragrance, forgetting Yeats's visible big hand.
Yeats was mainly interested in the dinner menu. He glanced at it briefly. The appetizers were foie gras with biscuits, roasted squab, lobster tails, and Roland rose oysters. The main courses were roasted venison shanks, salmon steaks, and braised lamb chops. , and of course champagne, cheese platter, butter bread, vanilla panna cotta...
"Roland people really know how to eat!" Yeats exclaimed, "There are so many more delicious things than the Golden Lion!"
Golden Lion probably only has French fries and fried fish, which can be called gourmet food... Oh, and of course there is stargazing pie!
The dinner party officially started.
As the host, Yeats made a show of his appearance, and then left the venue amidst the compliments of the guests.
These nobles can just let the butler be responsible for entertaining... Yeats still doesn't like Vanity Fair wearing a mask.
Showing color to others is to hope to get something from others.
Yeats didn't have many friends. It had been almost three years since he came to this world, and he hadn't made many friends all over the world. But he was satisfied if he could make a few friends with whom he felt comfortable.
In Yeats' eyes.
Friends are beings who can trust each other and share life and death together!
Of course, there is an exception, such as him and Dian Ya... they are bad friends, back to back to see who can sneak away faster!
It is worth mentioning that the dwarf Baruch, who lost to Yeats in a duel, also visited the manor and brought a specialty gift "dwarf spirits".
He was a dwarf with a bold personality. He seemed to have forgotten the fiasco and left the strong drink without a care in the world.
Yeats learned from the housekeeper that Baruch Ironbeard had left a message for him, saying that if there was a chance, Yeats would be invited to the dwarf tribe as a guest!
"'The dwarf tribe is best at forging. I have a way and can give you a good price!'" The steward learned the lesson perfectly and said, "That's what Master Baruch said."
It's quite useful information.
I will inevitably have to deal with dwarf craftsmen in the future.
With Baruch's relationship, it will be more convenient for me to go to the dwarf tribe in the future...
The Iron Beard tribe where Baruch belongs is one of the three major dwarf tribes. The three major tribes are the Golden Beard, the Iron Beard, and the Gray Beard. The Golden Beard tribe is the noblest.
The three major tribes are all good at forging, but the Golden Beard tribe is the best at it. The Iron Beard tribe makes a living by mining. The Gray Beard tribe is an all-rounder, including brewing, machinery, animal training, mercenaries... Most of the dwarves in these industries come from Gray Beard. tribe.
After all, dwarves regard being a blacksmith as a profession, and other professions are frowned upon.
Dwarf spirits are a good thing. Only dwarves have mastered the brewing recipe. Each tribe’s spirits recipes are different!
Yeats didn't understand recipes.
However, as long as you take a sip of the wine given by Baruch, you can guess 99% of it!
Yeats' mood is subtle, and I can't help but think about it.
——Baruch, who is 120 years old this year, has not yet realized that he is about to become the culprit of betraying the family's spirit recipe... Of course, this is a gift from the hospitable dwarf, and Yeats is not despicable in accepting the gift. To reveal the secrets of other people's clan.
Immediately.
Yeats looked at the butler who imitated Baruch's tone and said:
"You used to be a bard? You even know how to imitate voices?"
The butler was flattered, and nodded respectfully when faced with the question from the Art Chosen One.
"To tell you the truth, I have always had a dream to be a bard! It's just..." He didn't go on.
Yeats patted the butler on the shoulder and encouraged: "Everyone is a poet, but they lack expression..."
The butler's eyes flashed, he nodded vigorously, and said: "Your Excellency, Your Majesty, your Majesty has specifically asked me to emphasize something to you."
"What happened?"
"Your Majesty said that as long as you can break into the top four, he will reward you with this manor to use as your palace in the Kingdom of Roland."
Yeats laughed dumbly and said: "The manor that is delivered to your door is not free of charge."
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The butler smiled and said: "Then I wish your lord a great victory!"
Yeats nodded slightly and thought to himself...didn't I have another auspicious word today?
The opponent for the next round of duel will not be known until a week later, when all the top 16 matches are over.
Taking advantage of a free week, Yeats decided to go to the Gastronomy Association on the Montmartre hill to inquire about the whereabouts of the [Gluttony] ritual utensils.
Montmartre is a relatively remote area near the Royal Capital of Roland, where nobles and monasteries built manors and farmland, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
The Food Association owns large areas of farmland, wineries and pastures on that hill, and even has a special breeding base for monsters, achieving self-sufficiency in food materials to a certain extent.
Every time during the Saturnalia during the autumn harvest, the Food Association would unite with local businesses, trade unions, and villages to hold a large-scale celebration. Even ordinary people could enjoy free bread and wheat juice during this celebration.
While Yeats sent people to inquire about the current managers of the Food and Food Association, he also paid attention to another master who advanced to the top eight on the same day as himself.
This master is a very rare orc in human society.
Among all the contestants participating in the duel tournament, there was only one orc, the swordsman named "Danu Stoneheart".
Danu's fighting style is quite smooth. With his body skills like a mesmerizing step, he can easily fool an imperial mage, dodge all the thunderbolts fired by the mage, suddenly draw his sword, and defeat the enemy with one sword, achieving an instant kill performance.
Yeats vaguely remembered that the orc in the original plot was very powerful and had the title of "Orc Sword Master".
Later, he lost miserably to Hastings in the ring and had an arm cut off... a classic mat-type character.
Yeats shook his head. The most noteworthy person in this duel must be Hastings, one of the three giants of the Holy See!
The former God of War's Chosen One, now the Spear of God, a natural war madman, an opponent even more difficult to deal with than Famula!
"For the sake of stability, it is necessary to continue to improve our strength before the finals..." Yeats secretly thought, "Get [Gluttony], and your combat power will increase dramatically!"
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The opening ceremony ended on the second day.
An unexpected guest came to Sapphire Manor.
The Dragon Eagle King flapped his wings and landed on the lawn of the manor. The female knight in silver armor turned over and left Dragon Eagle. She looked at the figure on the corridor, smiled, and actively greeted:
"Your Excellency Yeats!"
Yeats nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Looking at you, the action was successful?"
"Yes, thanks to your guidance, I got a clue and placed a few spies inside the Thieves Guild." Violet's black hair swayed, her violet eyes twinkled, and she smiled, "Your Majesty even praised me for this! Say I learned a lot from you!”
Yeats was stunned and thought to himself, is this a compliment to you? Or are you trying to tell me not to get too close to me?
"Ahem...what's the matter with you coming here today?" Yeats cleared his throat.
"Oh, His Majesty sent me here. He invites you to go out of the city with him tomorrow to the Gastronomy Association on the Montmartre hill to participate in the gastronomy celebration!"
Yeats's eyes flashed with surprise.
I'm following this guy. Is this guy following me?
Otherwise, how could he know my recent whereabouts and plan to visit the Food Association?
Yeats felt a chill in his back, but he felt that it was impossible for him to follow Louis to the cemetery that day and his whereabouts would be revealed.
After all, after being trained by Skach, Yeats also had experience in hiding in the dark night, and he was one of the best people on the mainland who was good at hiding!
Yeats quickly calmed down and pretended to be surprised:
"Why would Your Majesty think of inviting me to a feast?"
Violet did not doubt that he was there and said with a smile: "Of course it's because His Majesty admires you very much! He saw your duel yesterday and praised you very much. It happened that he was going to attend the celebration and needed musicians, so he was the first one to think of you. You! ”
Yeats was in a strange mood.
Well, it turned out that I was invited to a "business performance"!
Louis probably doesn’t know that food and beverage is my strongest area, and he just wants to hear my performance live.
The king is actually my music fan?
When Violet saw Yeats was silent for a long time, she thought he was worried about the reward, so she raised her hand and said:
"Oh, don't worry, His Majesty is always generous! He has given orders that as long as you agree to attend the celebration with him, Sapphire Manor will be yours!"
The original condition was to advance to the semi-finals, but now he would be rewarded with a manor for attending the celebration... Yeats suspected that Louis had already planned to give this manor to him.
Glancing at the gold ring on his knuckle, Yeats secretly thought, [Wealth] is here...
According to the price of [Wealth Luck], this trip to the Food Association will cause trouble again!
Yeats had already planned to go to the Food and Drink Association, but at worst he could say goodbye to King Roland and go alone.
"Your Majesty, he spends a lot of money, and it is common for him to reward carriages, mansions and manors to his courtiers. You don't have to be surprised." Violet smiled and said, "If you agree, I will go back and report to Your Majesty!"
Yeats pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay, please tell your Majesty that I will go to the palace to pay you a visit early tomorrow morning."
Returning to the manor, the sound of drilling teeth rang in my mind.
"Louis is such a mysterious human being. I even suspect that he made a deal with the devil!"
"Huh?" Yeats asked Zuoyang to elaborate.
"Such as...giving your soul to Lucifer or something like that."
Zuan Ya said: "Didn't Mammon say it already? Lewis has the [Dawn Star] diamond in his collection, so he should be affected by the power of pride. It is very possible for him to become a servant of the Arrogance Demon God!"
"But I can't detect the smell of arrogance from him." Mammon said.
Yeats speculated: "Is there a possibility... that he really has the inheritance of the God of the Burning Sun, which conflicts with the power of arrogance, so that we can't see the clues?"
Mammon said in surprise: "You mean, like you, he is not afraid of divine conflicts?"
Yeats frowned. There was very little detail about the Sun King and Lady Black Rose in the original work. The existing information was insufficient and he could not speculate more.
But one thing Yeats can confirm is that the stronger he is, the more powerful he will be against the Holy See, Lady Black Rose, and the Nightmare.
"Anyway, let's continue collecting the demonic artifacts." Yeats said, "As you said, Mammon, you will share the information about the ritual artifacts in the Food Guild with me."
Mammon said: "It's called [Gluttony], and it should still be alive."
Yeats was stunned. He only knew that there were such ritual utensils in the Food and Food Association, but he knew very little about the specific information. He couldn't help but asked in surprise:
"What does it mean to be alive?"
Mammon said calmly:
"'Gluttony'... is a living creature and can change its own shape."
"It sounds... quite novel." Yeats commented.
"It's better not to be careless."
Mamen smiled coldly and said:
"Gluttony is like Pandora's Box...a forbidden item that will bring disaster!"
Yeats's heart skipped a beat, and he said seriously: "What kind of disaster? A great flood, or a fire from the sky?"
The black cat had a sullen face and said seriously:
"Gluttony will eat up all the stored food! Make everyone around you hungry! Isn't this scary enough?"
Yeats hissed.
Just hearing this makes my hair stand on end!
(End of chapter)