Chapter 247: Receiving a Manor, Lundu Poetry Festival
The sky in Lundu is always cloudy, showing a gray rust color.
A light rain falls on the stone bridge across the Thames. Farmers in linen shirts push carts, and sacks filled with cabbage and carrots are covered with a woolen blanket.
“When we get to the market and sell for a good price, I will go back and make broad bean soup for you to eat.” The peasant woman in a linen dress wore a hood and wiped the rainwater on the farmer’s face with a handkerchief, speaking gently.
The farmer smiled silently. He had always been taciturn and did not know how to hawk at the market. Everyone said he was introverted, but he married the beautiful daughter of the manor’s stable boy. The bread baked in the oven is sweeter than the cherry pie on the noble table.
He had never tasted cherry pie, and it tasted similar to bread dipped in cheese. He heard from the stable boy that there was a group of gourmets in the world, and only the food they cooked was qualified to be placed on the altar of the gods.
The farmer also wanted to pray to the gods, hoping that the shoemaker would agree to let his child become an apprentice. The shoemaker is even literate, which is really remarkable. As long as he sells these crops, the child can raise enough money to start the business.
The wheel of the cart got stuck in an inconspicuous stone hole on the bridge. The farmer staggered and fell into the mud pit.
"Leave the woman and the goods, old man, and you can go."
The farmer looked up blankly and saw a group of bandits blocking the stone bridge.
The bandit was shirtless and had a tattoo of the 'twirling arm' symbol. It was a symbol that appeared in countless people's nightmares.
"Are you deaf?" The leader of the bandit was particularly tall. He had a one-handed ax on his waist and hugged his thick arms. He said ferociously, "Then don't blame me——"
< br>The bandit was unable to say the next words.
Because, he saw his own body.
The bandit's eyes widened, and while the world was spinning, his body was still standing, blood spurted out from the scar on his neck, and his head was gone.
Bang.
The head fell to the ground, and the bones rolled at the feet of the horse's hooves. A steel sword dripped with blood and was covered with frost.
The expressions of the bandits changed.
That was an old knight wearing plate armor, with a beard and tiger eyes, tall and burly.
A giant sword that could only be wielded by an ordinary person with two hands was like a light wooden stick in his hand.
Even his mount is covered in costume! To the naked bandits, the knights in plate armor were like gods descending from heaven!
Poof!
The bandits all knelt on their knees and howled loudly.
"Master Knight, we were wrong, please forgive us!"
Forcas' voice was low.
"If I forgive you, I will never forgive myself."
The rain, the rain was stronger, washing away the blood and fishy smell.
Fokas comforted Wannong and his wife in a broad voice, turned back amidst their tears of gratitude, bowed his head to Yeats and said:
"Master, please forgive me for my negligence and delay. "
Yeats shook his head and said with a smile: "Phocas, you are as strong as a Gundam."
"What is Gundam?" Fokas asked puzzled.
"It's a kind of mecha. The plate knights in the Middle Ages are mecha warriors." Yeats said nonsense.
Chicken rack?
Phocas became increasingly confused.
Fortunately, he knew the young master’s temper and would always come up with some novel words and phrases from time to time, so he didn’t go into details and changed the topic:
"We will be able to enter Lundu in another hour. Master, the royal city does not allow flying mounts to enter directly. We still have to ride over."
Yeats nodded slightly and listened to Thomas Calvin, who was traveling with him, saying with indignation. :
“There are actually followers of the Lord of Plunder in Lundu! I really don’t know what the Lionheart Knights are doing. They should eradicate all the dens of thieves!”
F Cass sighed: "Bandits are like weeds. After one crop is cut, there will be another crop..."
"The Lionheart Knights are the Royal Forest Army and will not be dispatched easily." Yeats paused and said, "I have heard that the Adventurer's Guild will issue bounties for bandit suppression from time to time, and some demon hunters will occasionally take over bandit suppression work from villages and towns."
"What is the difference between a demon hunter and an adventurer?" Zuan Ya suddenly asked.
"Well... adventurers are mixed, good and bad. Many farmers go out to take risks with pitchforks, and only a few can survive to become low-level or even high-level." Yeats said, "Most demon hunters have learned from their masters. He must be an extraordinary person, and there are many more ways to obtain magic potions than adventurers."
"Why do you ask this?" Yeats asked again.
“I once knew a demon hunter who loved playing cards. Even if the sky fell, playing cards was not as important as playing cards. In the end, he was stabbed to death by a mob with a pitchfork.” Zuanya lamented.
Yeats: "...the pitchfork really defeats the witcher."
Zuan Ya said solemnly: "This shows that playing cards can harm people!"
Yeats: "...How come it has been sublimated?"
"Then again, you don't have to rack your brains to collect it. Just make some potion ingredients," Zhuan Ya sighed, "Oh, I don't know where you got this talent!"
Ye Zhi smiled and said nothing. .
The answer is, yes!
Last night, Yeats made a dish [Garlic Vermicelli with Dead Sting Blood Demon Spider Legs]. He broke off a pair of extremely strong spider legs of the Death Sting Blood Demon Spider and cut them open. There was red meat inside, which turned into a snow-white crystal after cooking. It is moist and full of flavor when paired with garlic vermicelli.
Drilling teeth is really hard. I won’t eat if I say I won’t, but I can’t stop swallowing my saliva.
Duke Thomas was shocked that his worldview had been refreshed.
Who would have thought that the hideous and terrifying Blood Demon Spider would become a delicacy in the hands of Yeats!
Yeats should not have been chosen by the God of Poetry, he should clearly have been chosen by the God of Chefs!
After eating this meal, the power seeds of scarlet fighting spirit in Yeats's body grew stronger again.
Currently.
Yeats can already condense a weak scarlet fighting spirit.
The power of [Blessing·Blood Flame Sword] has been significantly enhanced.
After experiencing the attack by the Vampire Marquis, Yeats was promoted to the Fourth Ring Wild Hunt Knight, and his duel with the Five Rings significantly increased his soul power.
According to this progress, it is even expected to reach the bottleneck of the Fifth Ring Road within a month.
Thomas is already the fifth ring, which gives Yeats a sense of urgency. Although the two are temporary allies, once the foreign trouble is lifted, there will be no room for two tigers in one mountain, and a battle will inevitably break out between the two.
Therefore, Yeats also wanted to take advantage of participating in the competitive competition in Lundu to continuously sharpen his soul power through duels, and then break through the bottleneck and achieve the level of a hero!
At the hero level, you can fly long distances, and it is more convenient to travel between the territory and the outside world.
"When it reaches the fifth ring, it can be more effective as an epic and artifact, and the power of the Silver Oak Sword will be significantly enhanced..." Yeats thought to himself.
After that night, Duke Thomas returned to White Night City, while Calvin and Yeats went to London.
Calvin's goal is very clear, that is to find out the true identity of the Blood Spider. It is best to cooperate with his father to destroy the Scarlet Society's branch in the Golden Lion Kingdom in one fell swoop.
Lisa was infected with scarlet syndrome while investigating the Scarlet Society. This trip to London was not without danger.
However, Yeats also had his reasons for doing so. The Black Knight once said that [King Solomon's Seal Ring] is related to the devil and the power of domination.
And behind the Scarlet Society is precisely the ‘Blood King’, the demon god of hell.
Yeats had a vague feeling that the Scarlet Society's high-profile action was inextricably linked to King Solomon's seal ring.
What's more, no matter what the Blood Spider Lord's purpose is, he dares to send the vampires to invade Morning Frost Ridge——
There is already a way to kill him!
After the interlude on the way, an hour later, Yeats and his party officially entered the metropolis of London.
Magic cannons are placed on the city gates and towering walls. This product of the perfect combination of alchemy, magic, and technology is extremely powerful.
The guards respectfully let them go and watched the three people’s backs.
“Captain, there are many big people coming to the city. Yesterday it was Lannister, today it’s Brondy!”
“Because the tournament is about to be held, the beer in the tavern has increased. It’s worth it.”
“Oh, by the way, I heard that the content of the competition also includes a poetry recitation festival. The sacrifice to the God of Poetry is so beautiful!”
"Shut your mouths!"
The sound of discussion fell in Yeats's ears, and his heart moved.
Stanza?
How can there be any reason for the artistic god to not participate in the poetry festival!
On the mist-filled streets, there are many Victorian buildings, spire marble clock towers, carved window lattice stations, the Thames runs through London, and the beautiful Lion Palace stands in the inner city.
The Lion Palace is the king's palace. Yeats heard that it was carefully designed by the architect of Feileng Cui. There are lions in the back garden, and there are forbidden magic stone statues in the courtyard. There is no extraordinary person who can enter with the pass stone to even have magic power. Neither can be called.
As Yeats's status as a baron, he was not qualified to live in the royal palace in Lundu. He originally planned to go to the Mages Guild to eat and drink, but Calvin said that his father had taken care of everything.
"My father has an idle manor in Lundu, called 'Silver Birch'. The manor is fully equipped with servants, facilities, and carriages, and three years' management salary has been paid in advance."
Calvin took out a roll of parchment and said sincerely: "This is the deed of the manor. My father plans to give this manor to you as a thank you for saving my life."
Ye Zhi accepted it calmly.
Although it is a bit vulgar to send a carriage to the manor, Yeats thought it could be more!
Under the leadership of Calvin, Yeats came to Silver Birch Manor.
Obviously located in the center of Lundu City, Silver Birch Manor seems to be far away from the hustle and bustle. There is a crescent-shaped natural lake on the vast green grassland. The lakeside is surrounded by tall silver birch trees and lush water plants. Water lilies, mallards, gazebos.
This manor is where Yeats will live in London for a while.
Only families of the Lannister and Vic level have the right to purchase this kind of luxurious mansion.
And Thomas was about to become the Grand Duke of the northern province, so he could buy it.
Yeats thought: "Wuhuan is one of the top figures in the kingdom, Sixth Ring can already become the king, and the emperors of the Shenting Empire are no more than Sixth Ring."
"And above Sixth Ring , the realm of the Holy Domain has been able to create a huge empire..."
Yeats was fascinated and immediately shook his head.
“Don’t aim too high. Set a small goal first and become a hero. Only then will you be qualified to compete with Thomas!”
Calvin and the housekeeper carefully gave instructions, and after taking care of everything, he said goodbye to Yeats:
"The opening ceremony of the athletic conference will be in two days. My father has other instructions for me. Please allow me to give you a brief speech. Farewell, Baron Yeats. "
In just a few days of contact, Yeats left a deep impression on Calvin and repeatedly refreshed Calvin's understanding.
Although there may be swords against each other in the future, Calvin truly admired Yeats and his attitude became increasingly humble.
Yeats nodded slightly, and after enjoying a sumptuous dinner with Phokas, he ordered the butler to collect information related to the stanza.
The housekeeper was very efficient and quickly reported to Yeats:
“There are many events in the athletic competition, including riding duels, archery duels, and poetry competitions are also part of the athletic competition.”
It is difficult for modern people to understand why poetry can be considered a competition?
This goes back to the ancient city-states on the Aegean Sea. The ancient Iliad believed that male citizens should be both civil and military, just like the God of Light who knew both archery and poetry.
After the Ancient Iliad was annexed by the Ancient Empire, the Empire inherited the tradition of the Iliad and often added a verse project to athletic competitions.
Yeats thought:
"This is called the Han Dynasty inheriting the Qin system, and Rome inheriting the Greek system!"
The steward said that according to what the priest of poetry said, the god of art and poetry sent an oracle , a miracle will appear in this verse.
The poet who wins the Poetry Laureate will receive blessings from the God of Art and Poetry.
Blessing!
Sometimes it is a physical object, sometimes it is a god-given spell or combat skill, but it is always more precious and powerful than a spell of the same level.
Only on holy days or special ceremonies, there is a very small chance of receiving a blessing. This time the oracle clearly states that a blessing will come, which will undoubtedly make the bards rush.
Yeats was eager to give it a try and asked: "Which bards are participating in this poetry festival?"
"This poetry festival is judged by the priest of the god of poetry from Tofanna, the imperial capital. , gathered together the famous bards of the Golden Lion..."
The butler read out several names that Yeats was very familiar with, such as Richard, the dean of the Bard College, who won the second place every time The elven poet Perun.
Yeats understood in his heart and nodded: "I understand, you go down first."
"As you command."
On the second floor, standing by the carved window sill, Yeats looked at Ling The sparkling lake scenery murmured:
“I have to participate now.”
As long as you win the laurel at the poetry festival, you will not only receive blessings, but also the way of the bard. It can also be greatly improved!
"The thigh that hugged me around was hugged back to the lap of the goddess of youth."
Yeats muttered, "I hope this blessing can be related to cooking. I remember that the goddess of youth has something The name of the holy object is [Poetry Mead], which is quite suitable..."
The news that Baron Chenshuangling had arrived in Lundu and was preparing to participate in the Poetry Festival spread quickly.
Some people are happy and some are sad.
Elsa, the little fan girl of the Vic family, couldn’t wait to ask Yeats for more signed poems.
June, the short-haired beauty of the Lannister family, although not interested in the verses, decided to go and watch that day.
The elf poet Perun had made complete preparations for the verses. When he learned the news, his hand holding the book trembled slightly.
"The chosen one of the God of Poetry, is coming to participate in the poetry festival that the God of Poetry personally pays attention to?"
Perun looked strange and complained to his new girlfriend of the snake people:
< br>"In this way, will the champion feel like he has been appointed?"
……
(End of this chapter)