Chapter 118 Lover of cold jokes, Black Knight
The incarnation of the Black Knight, riding a red phantom pegasus, slowly landed on the king's chessboard.
Yeats remembered that the female horse was named Flan, and she was the war horse of the Black Knight. She had extremely high intelligence. As long as the Black Knight is present and conscious, no one but another god can hit the horse, much less cause the Black Knight to fall from her steed.
The flying horse gradually dissipated into red smoke.
The woman with black braided hair was wearing blood-red full-body plate armor, with a scabbard hanging on her waist. Her eyes shone like star-colored gems, and her unique temperament forced everyone to pay respect and attention.
The huge coercion came over, and the three sled dogs were crowded together. From Yeats's point of view, it was like three heads growing on one body.
Yeats was stunned.
Hell's Three-Headed Dog·Sled Three Idiots Form!
The Black Knight has a calm and calm demeanor. As the god of strategy, she will never be surprised.
But there are also very few situations that will surprise her.
"Your culinary attainments are truly rare. In my memory, there is only one person with similar skills." The Black Knight said hoarsely, "Do you know 'Andhelimnir'?"
< br>Yeats was startled: "Who is that?"
"A chef living in Valhalla, subduing the resurrected divine pig, the divine chicken that predicts the end of the world, and the suckling gods The Divine Sheep even possesses a divine cauldron, 'Erenir'——"
The Black Knight is well versed in history, and often finds comparisons between two pieces of historical data that are thousands of years apart, and is delighted by them.
Quoting scriptures is like a daily routine for her. The Black Knight reported the background of ‘Andhelimnir’ and said hoarsely:
"He is also what you mortals call the God of Food, but He has been dead for thousands of years..."
The Black Knight paused for a long time, stared at Yeats's expression, and said shockingly:
"I suspect that you are the reincarnation of 'Andhelimnir'."
As soon as these words came out.
Gray's eyes widened in shock, and she couldn't speak clearly: "Wha, what? Yeats is the reincarnation of the God of Food?!"
I asked how Yeats could make Warcraft so delicious, it turns out the background is so powerful!
Yeats was also a little shocked.
“Judging from the game settings, the Black Knight has outstanding intelligence and foresight, has the ability to predict the enemy’s plans, and also masters powerful prophetic spells...”
Yeats I was surprised in my heart: "But she said that I am the reincarnation of the God of Food. This is completely unreasonable."
"My talent comes from the 'Spirit of Food' that has reached the maximum level in the game. Rather than being the so-called reincarnation of the God of Food," Yeats thought to himself, "But apart from being unable to use high-level spells to make dishes, my knowledge and skills have reached the level of legend. Could this be causing the Black Knight to misunderstand? The reason for the sentence?”
wrong.
Yeats gradually understood as he looked at the corners of the black knight's mouth that seemed to be smiling.
The Black Knight likes jokes that he thinks are funny, and he also likes to hear them.
The so-called ‘reincarnation of the God of Food’ is most likely a joke on her!
Hilud acted very calmly, as if he already knew the character of the Black Knight, and said: "Are you kidding me again?"
"Haha." The black knight laughed hoarsely, "As the chosen one of the goddess of art and youth, but she has such amazing culinary attainments, my suspicion is not without foundation."
Yeats thought to himself, She really knows my identity!
Compared to the goddess of youth with medium divine power, the Black Knight has only weak divine power.
The stronger the divine power, the more stringent the conditions for the incarnation to appear on the Zhongting Continent.
Therefore, it is easier for the Black Knight and Marauder, who are weak divine powers, to descend into incarnation than the higher divine powers such as the Moonlight Goddess and the Night Goddess.
During the Late Winter Festival, the belief in the Black Knight across the continent makes her divinity especially active. This is also the reason why the Black Knight can come here in human form.
As for the God of Food mentioned by the Black Knight.
Judging from the priesthood alone, it seems to be inconspicuous, and it is probably just a weak divine power.
But the key is that the God of Food has subdued three powerful mythical beasts, and has an exclusive artifact cauldron with him, which should not be underestimated.
Any artifact in "Phantoms" is an extremely powerful existence, such as Nirmiel's hammer, which can double the power of Thor, the god of storm and thunder.
On the other side of the Holy Light, there are also holy weapons that can rival the divine weapons.
“I feel that the divine cauldron of the God of Food, ‘Arenil’, is quite destined to me.”
Yeats thought to himself: “But the divine artifact is Seven A field that can only be reached above the legendary holy realm... With my qualifications, I don’t know how long it will take to step into the holy realm.”
My demon pet will probably become a saint faster than me!
The Black Knight did not delve into the topic just now, but instead praised Yeats for his performance in solving the puzzle of the chess game.
"Regardless of the balance of power on the chessboard, those who use the best plans, strategies and tactics will ultimately win the war." The Black Knight nodded and said, "The method you gave is a winning solution. So I will bless you."
After passing the puzzle, Yeats received the blessing of "Master Level".
Proficiency levels are divided into: trainee level, apprentice level, proficiency level, proficiency level, expert level, master level, and higher master level.
The Grandmaster is already the domain of the gods, marking the legend of the Seven Rings.
Yeats estimated that his culinary attainments were at the level of a master, which meant that his level was relatively low and he could not use magic to assist in cooking. The main focus is on a promising future!
"When I pray to you, I actually want you to help my war horse get promoted." Yeats said.
The Black Knight glanced at Roland's horse not far away and nodded calmly.
“I will agree to your request, but there is a condition.”
“What condition?”
"Listen to my latest joke." The Black Knight said seriously, "and give appropriate opinions."
Yeats: "..."
He actually likes to give it to humans A god who tells jokes?
You are as unruly as the King of the Wild Hunt who likes to read pornographic books!
"I will listen carefully." Yeats coughed lightly, "But I can't guarantee that I can give you advice. After all, my joke skills are definitely not as good as yours..."
"Be humble, Art God, please listen carefully, this is a joke about the Holy Light."
The Black Knight spoke hoarsely and cleared his throat:
"There is a Holy Light The believer wanted his businessman friend to believe in the Holy Light, so he kept telling him how noble and beautiful the Holy Light was.
The businessman said: 'Since you said the Holy Light is so good, I would like to go to the Papal State to see it for myself. Look, you can decide whether to become a believer or not after you come back. '
The believers thought, if the businessmen go to the Papal States and see the arrogant and evil bishops there, they will definitely lose their favor with the Holy Light. .
But unable to stop the businessman's strong request, the believer had no choice but to agree to let him go.
Soon after, the businessman returned from the Papal States and took the initiative to join the church. He pulled the believers and said:
“I have seen the life of the bishops and found that my previous understanding was still too shallow. Please be baptized for me, I am determined to believe in the Holy Light!”
The joke is over.
Yeats couldn't help but laugh.
I seem to have seen this joke before. The source is a short story in Boccaccio's "The Decameron".
"The Black Knight's attitude towards the Holy Light is not friendly." Yeats secretly thought, "She should be from a different faction from the Holy Light."
Hilud also couldn't help laughing.
Seeing this, the Black Knight nodded with satisfaction and said: "I am also very satisfied with this joke. It is the best joke I have created recently."
Gray was confused and scratched his head. Said: "Why can't I understand? Can someone explain this joke to me?"
Herod said: "It probably means that the Holy Light is noble on the surface, but privately morally corrupt. Even the believers of the Holy Light don't believe in the bishop..."
Gray laughed.
Yeats said in surprise: "Do you understand?"
Grey said honestly: "No."
Looking at Gray, Yeats thought of something Jokes.
A hunter shot a fox with a black musket, but was killed by the bullet that bounced back.
Because that fox is a reflex fox.
"Then, I should fulfill my promise." The black knight pulled out his command sword.
A red light flew out from the chessboard and landed on the snow-white horse. The aura of the carrot seemed to have climbed to the second ring!
“Are these three sled dogs also your hounds?” The black knight looked at the three sled dogs.
Yeats looked at the three fools in the sleigh and asked, "Will you follow me back to my territory?"
The three fools in the sleigh looked at each other.
“If you follow me back to your territory, there will be delicious food every meal!” Yeats offered his trump card.
The three fools in the sleigh discussed for a moment and nodded vigorously.
Yeats looked at the Black Knight: "It is now."
The black knight laughed dumbly and also blessed the three sled dogs.
In an instant, the breath of extraordinary creatures surged out from the three fools on the sled: the Husky widened his wise eyes, the Samoyed clucked his tongue, and the Alaskan raised its head and howled.
Yeats was filled with emotion. Three more generals were added to the territory. They are quite reliable whether they are pulling sleds or patrolling the territory!
"Before leaving, I need to remind you, the envoy of the goddess of art."
The black knight stopped his smile and said seriously: "When you act in the future, you must be careful of the Holy Light."
Yeats was stunned and remembered the hell joke.
Is it because the Holy Light Bishops all like little boys?
(End of this chapter)