Gerald's supper for Jason was soup.
Shredded coconut meat, sea crab and a special kind of seahorse.
The latter is Jason's favorite 'food'.
"Festering seahorse."
"A little monster around Hans Harbour."
"Omnivores, those splashed by its juice will have skin ulcers."
"It's not terrible individually, but they are in groups, and they once caused a headache for the fishermen in Hans Harbor. Then, I sent people to clean them up and made them into... dried seahorses."
"Like the 'panacea,' they were beloved by some nobles."
Gerald introduced.
Jason nodded and took a sip of the soup.
Sweet, no fishy smell.
Jason swallowed a dozen seahorses whole.
Chew the bones together.
Crunch, crunch.
In the crisp sound, the corners of Jason's mouth curled up.
[Swallow a large number of festering seahorses!]
[Small recovery of physical strength and energy]
[Saturation +1]
[Saturation: 39]
…
Although there is not much satiety.
But Jason was not dissatisfied.
'Food' has been delivered to the mouth, what else
So is Denise.
Squinting his eyes, he picked up the rib soup, and after finishing the soup in one go, he danced with the ribs in his mouth.
Then, it naturally looked at the small dried fish in front of Peters.
About 100 small dried fish are placed on a large porcelain plate that looks like a washbasin.
The small dried fishes were arranged neatly, forming a triangle.
The small dried fish on the top is obviously specially made by the chef at 111 Durham Street.
Glowing with traces of gold.
The fragrance is even more alluring.
Peters stretched out his hand to stroke the plate, his ordinary face showed satisfaction and intoxication.
"Dreams come true!"
He murmured softly.
Then,
A hand reached out and took away the top dried fish.
Click, click.
Amidst the extremely crisp sound, Peters turned his head and saw Denise chewing a small dried fish.
"This taste is okay."
"But, I still like to eat bones."
"That big bone with meat on it."
Facing Peters' gaze, Denise made serious evaluations.
The taste is ok.
The taste is okay.
good.
OK…
Peters seemed to have lost the most important thing in his life. The last time he felt this way was when he was forced to leave the 'cat cave', but this time...
more intense.
Involuntarily, Peters reached out and grabbed the dagger.
He took a deep breath.
"Draw your sword."
"We are not only superior, but also life and death!"
'Cat Cave' said the swordsman slowly.
Denise scratched her head.
I looked around.
Then, he raised his finger and pointed to himself.
"I?"
"Um!"
"You bastard who ate my dried fish!"
"Do you know that you just destroyed the dream of my life!"
"I want to fight you!"
The 'Cat Cave' swordsman nodded calmly, but when he spoke again, he couldn't hold back his emotions any longer, and roared directly, his voice full of tears.
Denise froze.
It was the first time he saw a middle-aged uncle who would cry for Xiaoyu.
Immediately, Denise stood up and bowed formally.
"Feel sorry!"
"I didn't know that little dried fish was so important to you."
"I just thought that the food on this table belonged to everyone and could be taken at will."
If you make a mistake, you must correct it.
Not a noble sentiment.
Rather, as the basis of a person.
Denise took her mother's words to heart.
As for the dead people
Denise thinks she counts.
It eats and drinks water, sleeps on the bed, reads novels, basks in the sun, plays with sand, raises snails, raises bugs, how is it not human
Although it's a bit idiomatic to use 'it'.
But so what
It knows she is a good girl.
Facing Denise who bowed and apologized, Peters sat down dejectedly.
A gloomy aura began to appear on this 'Cat Cave' swordsman.
There's no way he'd have a hand with a little girl.
It is even more impossible to really draw the sword.
He still has his own glory.
Just got really annoyed.
And now
The 'Cat Cave' swordsman who calmed down could not help but sigh in his heart.
my dream,
Broken.
Gerald, who was sitting next to Jason, waved at the chef.
"Follow what you did just now."
"Give him another."
Gerald ordered.
Peters froze.
He stared blankly at Gerrard, and didn't realize it until a luxurious package of dried fish was served.
"I'm not going to say thank you!"
The 'Cat Cave' swordsman was grateful, but turned his head away, as if he didn't even look at Gerald.
Then, he looked at Gerald quietly again.
When he found that Gerald didn't respond, but smiled, he turned his head immediately.
then
Stretching out his hand, he approached the plate bit by bit.
When his fingers touched the edge of the plate, he immediately picked up the special dried fish on the top and stuffed it into his mouth with lightning speed.
Click, click.
The feeling of happiness began to permeate the heart of the 'Cat Cave' swordsman.
He felt that at this time, even if he died immediately, he would die without regret.
At this time, Gerrard laughed and said:
"Need not."
Then, signal to the chef to bring a portion to the 'Cat Cave' swordsman.
When another piece of dried fish appeared in front of him, the 'Maodong' swordsman obviously began to doubt his life.
He looked at Gerald.
He pursed his lips, and finally lowered his head and said:
"sorry."
"Before, even if I knew that it was not completely wrong for you to overthrow the genre, I couldn't face up to my heart, and I always stubbornly believed that you were my enemy."
"At this moment I can finally face my heart."
The 'Cat Cave' swordsman stuffed the small dried fish into his mouth while speaking.
The dried fish is so delicious!
Sure enough, if you have to face your heart sincerely, the food will be more delicious!
Facing the thanks from the 'Cat Cave' swordsman, Gerrard was a little lost in thought.
overturning genres…
That was his original goal.
Goal achieved.
However, the ideal has not been realized.
The genre disappeared, and the old aristocrats began to decline.
But the so-called new aristocracy appeared.
Is there any difference between the so-called new federation and the old federation
No.
Just changed the name.
What should be done
Gerald, who was thinking, suddenly smiled and shook his head.
What's the use of thinking about it now
Let's get over the difficulties in front of us first.
'Renaissance Society', 'Abandonment Church', 'Abrasion Society', Federation.
Each one is extremely difficult to deal with.
Especially the federation run by his old friend is even more terrifying.
Unite now...
With Gerrard's tenacity, he felt the pressure like suffocation.
And just when Gerrard was thinking about how to deal with it, Little Lid, who had left before, ran into No. 111 Deren Street like crazy.
This personal servant, who has always paid attention to etiquette, has no demeanor at all at this moment. Before he gets close to the holiday cottage, the roar rang out——
"My lord, the 'Abandonment Cult' is completely destroyed!"