It is still the residence of the Holy Family of Musgarud.
Vivian was lying naked in the hot spring pool with his back against the wall. Behind him, two maids were massaging his shoulders with just the right amount of force and the touch was soft and smooth, making Vivian involuntarily close his eyes and moan in comfort.
"Brother Vivian, how is it? Is my hot spring comfortable? This is pure natural hot spring water from the Red Earth Continent. It was because of this that the Celestial Dragons built Pangu City in this area." Beside Vivian, Saint Musgarud said with a smile while shaking a glass of red wine.
"Purely natural?"
Vivian blinked when he heard this, and thought to himself, could there be a volcano under this red soil continent
But if you think about it carefully, it seems reasonable. The stone wall is already so red, it is possible that it is volcanic rock.
"After you take a bath and have a good meal, I will take you to my recreation room to play. Do you know mahjong? This is a board game that was recently introduced to Mary Joa from the Navy. It requires four people to play together. It's fun!"
When Saint Musgarud talked about mahjong, his eyes showed excitement. It was obvious that he had been addicted to this game recently.
When Vivian heard this word, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
He wondered how he could not know what this thing was. Strictly speaking, mahjong in the pirate world could be said to have been invented by him.
Speaking of which, he had just promoted this entertainment activity in the Navy Headquarters some time ago, but he did not expect that it would really make countless people addicted to it. Now, once it is time to get off work, you will hardly see anyone on the training ground of the base.
All the soldiers went to play mahjong. It was normal for them to skip dinner. Some even played mahjong all night long until morning exercise the next day, and finally collapsed from exhaustion on the track in the training ground.
It was precisely because of this that Zhan Guo, who could no longer bear it, had to issue a new naval order: except for the two rest days on weekends, the entire army was not allowed to gather to play mahjong, or even other card games. Those who violated the order would have one month's salary deducted directly.
But even so, there are still people who secretly gather people late at night and play mahjong in the bedrooms of their own houses. They are caught by patrolling soldiers and have their wages deducted directly.
That night, not only did he lose money playing cards, but even his salary was deducted. I have to say, this lesson was really harsh.
After taking a comfortable bath in the hot spring pool, there was still some time before dinner was ready, so Saint Muskarud took Vivian to visit the second and third floors of his house.
In addition to the bathroom, the second floor has an entertainment room, a shooting room, and a dance hall. The facilities in the entertainment room are basically various card tables. It might be more appropriate to describe it as a casino.
The shooting range is used for shooting practice, while the ballroom is mostly used for gatherings.
Besides that, the third floor is naturally Saint Musgarud's bedroom.
The living room of the Musgarud Sanctuary is approximately five to six hundred square meters. The bed in the middle of the room alone is large enough to accommodate more than twenty people.
What? Are you asking if it would be scary to sleep alone in such a big bed at night
Who told you that the Holy Society of Musgarud slept alone
Maybe their beds are full every night
Glancing at the rooms on the third floor where all kinds of "servants" lived, in addition to this bedroom, Vivian couldn't help but sigh inwardly: If only I could live another life and be reborn as a celestial dragon.
This kind of god-like life of just eating and waiting to die is what he has dreamed of since he was a child.
"Saint Musgarud, dinner is ready. Please go to the restaurant on the first floor to eat."
At the same time, two maids emerged from the corridor on the third floor and gently reminded Vivian and Saint Musgarud.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Saint Musgarud waved his hand, then looked at Vivian and said, "Brother Vivian, let's go and have dinner."
Vivian: "Let's go."
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Grilled fish, baked fish, boiled fish, lobster, king crab, puffer fish, scallops, sashimi... a large amount of seafood was placed at the front of the table, filling it up. The sight of it was truly appetizing.
"There are twenty seafood dishes alone?"
In addition, oden, tamagoyaki, miso soup, udon noodles, soba noodles, sukiyaki, sushi, plum wine...
Vivian roughly counted and found that there were fifty-two dishes in total, and the portions were quite large.
Swallowing his saliva subconsciously, he couldn't help but ask, "This much, can you finish it?"
"It's okay. The servants and slaves in the house will help us deal with the leftovers." Saint Musgarud replied with a smile.
Unlike other celestial dragons, slaves and servants were generally only worthy of eating "pig food", which was the feed that the celestial dragons used to feed their pets or pigs and sheep. Saint Musgarud would always ask the chef to prepare many extra meals, and then give them to his servants to finish them on the grounds that they could not finish them.
It was also because of this that, after being taken care of by Saint Musgarud for a long time, the servants in the villa naturally developed a liking and respect for Saint Musgarud.
"Normally, I would only eat 30 dishes at most. Since you're here today, I asked them to make a little more."
Saint Musgarud said this, and took the lead in taking a fork to pick up a piece of fish and putting it on the plate in front of him, then began to chew it slowly.
Seeing this, Vivian naturally picked up the food. After the maids standing on both sides carefully tied the napkin for him, he began to wolf it down.
There was no other way. He hadn't eaten for a whole day and was so hungry. When he smelled the fragrance of the food, he naturally couldn't help but feel hungry.
"Baji, baji, baji..."
After taking one or two bites of each dish, Vivian suddenly became silent.
How should I put it? It's really delicious.
But compared to what I make myself, I always feel like there’s something missing.
Is it because my cooking skills have reached the master level that I can always find faults in the food cooked by others
He thought to himself.
"What's wrong, brother Vivian? Is the food not tasty? You know, the chef in my mansion was the owner of the most famous sea restaurant in the South China Sea..."
He didn't say the second half of his sentence. At that time, the owner of the most famous sea restaurant in the South China Sea was captured by pirates and sent to a human auction house. He was bought by his father at a high price and has since become the exclusive chef of his family.
In a blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed.
About an hour later, Vivian, who had eaten and drunk his fill, was wiping his mouth and gently stroking his round belly. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Saint Musgarud suddenly said, "By the way, brother Vivian."
"What's wrong?"
"Recently...is the Revolutionary Army going to declare war on the World Government?"
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