Outside the cave where Fisher went to get the sacred relics left by Angel Zorobato, under the leadership of Chun, Gelsemium and others, the snake people took out the things in the tribe in an orderly manner.
He also said that he was going to deliver a letter to his brother Karkaf, stating that his family was deceived by angels.
But Gelsemium always feels that this matter is not that easy. Although these things are easy for angels, this is not the case for snake people. That is the experience of two entire generations, not to mention that they still have
After doing so many things for the angels, in the end, all the efforts are in vain. No one will give up easily, and it is more likely that they still have a little hope?
However, this is not something that Gelsemium and the others should worry about. He is preparing to integrate the snake people according to Chun's previous arrangement, which of course also includes their belongings...
"So, the holy objects you left behind were sold to Dragon Heart Continent? But why have I never seen them on Dragon Heart Continent before?"
"We don't know very well. Some of the holy objects were given directly to fellow snake people in Dragon Heart Continent, and some were sold to other demi-human races who needed them. But to be honest, there are not many such customers because of their rank.
Races that are too low either have no money, or simply can’t use it at all..."
According to Kakaro, the trade route that Chun and Fisher discovered earlier was indeed their additional route. Gelsemium's judgment was correct. This road leads to the Dragon Heart Continent, but there may be many experiences in the process.
It has changed hands many times, and it is not a direct sale model. Only the holy items brought to the snake people of Dragon Heart Continent are directly sold.
The reason is that the sales journey is very long. The distance between Longwei Island and Longxin Continent is like a natural chasm, which is longer than the journey from the southernmost tip of the Southern Continent to the northernmost tip and then across the entire Southern Ocean to the Western Continent in later generations. Because at this moment, there is no
In the original landscape where the Mother Goddess intervened, there were mountains lying between Longwei Island and Longxin Continent.
The dealers who have the most contacts with the snake race are a kind of marine sub-human called "Jiao human race". This race, known as Gelsemium, is a marine sub-race that lives in shallow seas, and is completely different from the whale race.
, it is also possible that these friends took the sacred objects to the sea...
Gelsemium's eyes surged slightly. The snake people counted various items. Chun also had to treat hundreds of slaves here, so the time spent far exceeded their original estimate, at least for now.
Can't go back.
"Well, I think this is okay... You can train its reaction again."
Mikhail prepared some dinner for everyone, and then stayed next to the campfire to rest. When Gelsemium passed by, he happened to find him talking to himself, so he looked around with some confusion, but he was the only one beside him.
one person,
"What are you talking to yourself about? Are you sick again? Where is Fisher? He hasn't come back yet and it's already dark."
Gelsemium hurriedly used its own curse to check the other person's status at this moment, but the result showed that everything was normal. This guy's breath was still a little high, and he seemed a little happy?
No, why are you so happy talking to yourself?
Mikhail was startled by Gelsemium who suddenly spoke to him. He immediately came back to his senses and looked at Gelsemium next to him. Only then did Gelsemium realize that his eyes were actually shining with a little bit of the Holy Light of the Gospel, as if
It's different from his original microcomputer.
"I don't know where Fisher went. He went into the cave just now and didn't come out. Except for the snake man who led the way, no one came out again. It's been almost half an hour. You can go
have a look..."
Gelsemium raised her eyebrows and turned back. She did not look for Fisher, but kept staring at him's shining eyes and asked,
"Wait a minute, tell me why you are talking to yourself first, what is the situation, and who are you talking to?"
Mikhail turned his head at first, but unable to bear the curiosity of Gelsemium at this moment, he still curled his lips and said,
"Archangel Michael...it's just a technical issue with remote communication. This way the progress can be faster."
"Oh, oh, the progress can be faster...Wait a minute, you guys are not just talking to the angel Michael when you are resting in the house in the afternoon..."
"No, I was sleeping at the time."
"..."
Mikhail said this expressionlessly, but Gelsemium squinted at him for a long time, but felt that he was not convincing at all.
Mikhail felt uncomfortable with his look, so he handed a skewer of the roasted food next to Gelsemium.
"...Eat something to stuff your mouth."
"No, I'm not hungry."
When Gelsemium and Mikhail were talking, because it was already evening when they came out, and now they were still busy with treating slaves and transporting items, even if Tsubaki was a mythical species, it couldn't be completed in a short time.
So soon the place was completely plunged into the darkness of the night.
The dark night was not stained with twilight purple clouds, clearly revealing the stars that appeared and disappeared in the sky and the not-so-bright but extraordinarily round moon in the middle.
At this time, it is the time of the full moon.
Gelsemium looked up at the moon in the sky and stopped chatting with Mikhail. He decided to go and see what was going on with Fisher, but before that, he still had some private purposes to complete.
He slowly walked among the snake people, swept through the items piled around as if counting, and asked the other snake people,
"By the way, I forgot to ask before, what is going on with the thieves who have been attacking your caravan recently?"
The group of snake people looked at each other, spit out the information they had hidden in their heads, and shook their heads. However, there were also a few snake people with higher status who understood some of the rumors.
"Well, I heard about one thing, which may be related to the worries of Kakaro and Kakafu... Because besides us, Longwei Island also has an equally powerful elephant tribe.
They are different from us. They specialize in capturing human slaves. The Elephant Race leader has many sons. Among them, the youngest but strongest one is said to be very cowardly. The Elephant Man Race leader dislikes him very much. For the sake of us and theirs,
Peace, he plans to let this son marry the daughter of our boss Karkaf..."
Gelsemium thought about the combination of the elephant race, which was about two or three meters tall, and the group of fat snake races in front of him. For some reason, his body trembled, and it seemed a little unimaginable.
"But the clan leader's son was unwilling to accept such an arrangement, so he went crazy on the way when the Elephant Man clan leader arranged for him and a group of slaves to come over to get married, and beat up the attendants next to him and the brain demon translator we invited.
After he died, he jumped into the sea and committed suicide. But he was probably particularly dissatisfied with the arrangement between his father and us, so after his death, he turned into a ghost and madly attacked the caravans of our tribes on both sides...
"And because he died when he got married, he probably also had hatred for the daughter of our boss Karkafu, so he would attack the female when he saw it. But when he found out that the daughter he found was not the daughter of boss Karkafu, he
He will put her back and then keep looking for her, scaring our boss’s daughter so much that she doesn’t even dare to leave the boudoir... Oh, but this also shows that the son of the leader of the Elephant Man tribe is actually a very good person."
Gelsemium raised an eyebrow, not quite believing in such ghost stories.
When he was at the bottom of the sea, he still believed in the story that sea ghosts would eat whales who did not return home, and then the eaten whales would turn into ghosts and seduce their compatriots to be eaten by the sea ghosts.
, scared Gelsemium so much that every time I see sea ghosts outside, I get scared.
But since his wife heard about this and personally went into the nest of sea ghosts and beat them until they ran around in the ocean, he was no longer afraid of these things. Those fears have probably been transferred to
It went to his wife.
"Is that so... Then your things have been stolen all the time and you are so worried that you would rather go to Utopia to ask us for help than to ask for help from that Sorobato Angel? Could it be that he didn't leave any contact with you?
His way?”
Gelsemium touched her chin and said doubtfully.
But the snake people seemed a little scared after spitting out the letter.
"Angel Zorobato did leave us something to contact him, but he...well, he is an angel after all, and his temper seems to be very bad. Boss Kakaro and Boss Kakaf are not very good.
If you dare to contact him, he usually takes the initiative to come down to earth. We have never seen him, so it would be great if he doesn't express his anger on us, let alone go to him for help..."
"Oh, the thing that connects him, what is that?"
One of the snake men spat out the message, turned around and rummaged among the items placed on the beach outside, and soon found a glowing horn. Gelsemium recognized it at a glance.
, that is a complete sacred object, and it does not seem to be a sacred object of the gospel of life.
"Well, this is it. It is said that as long as we blow it, the angel will feel that we are calling him, but Lord Carkaro has never done this."
"Well, that's it, thank you."
Gelsemium seemed to be a little curious, so she gently reached out and took the horn handed over by Roududu's little hand. She was silent for a moment before squeezing these words out of her throat.
But before he could say anything else, Fisher, who was holding the camel, had walked out of the cave on the beach intact. Gelsemium slowly put the horn back in place, and then waved at him.
Wave your hand to signal him to come over.
...
...
At the same time, in the ideal country, there are no clouds in the sky, and under the night breeze, smoke rises from all ethnic groups in the ideal country, symbolizing that the vitality of eating seems so precious at this moment.
The candlelight on the central stone tower flickered, while Asuka Karasawa was quietly looking at the deep moonlight below, wondering what she was thinking.
"Asuka, it's time to eat."
"Ah, okay, Ms. Margaret..."
Hearing the call of the gentle woman behind her, Karasawa Asuka finally came back to her senses, retracted her gaze from the smoke below, and turned back to Margaret behind her who was holding the dishes and smiling.
Looking carefully, there was already a lot of delicious-looking food on the table. The elegant Western food decorated with steaks and unknown flowers suddenly made Asuka Karasawa's eyes brighten. These foods were something he had never seen before.
Even when I was in Japan before, I would never have had such an opportunity.
"Oh my gosh, these foods are so...so beautiful, Ms. Margaret, your craftsmanship is really great."
"Just call me Margherita, Asuka... The ingredients I'm good at using are not available here, but fortunately my mother told me to adapt to local conditions when she taught me how to cook. There are also many ingredients in French cuisine that look like
Bizarre food, but delicious. Have you ever had baked snails, Asuka?"
"Snail... snail?"
Asuka Karasawa stared blankly at Margaret in front of her, seeming a little shocked. That look made Margaret laugh. She covered her mouth and sat down, pushing the knife, fork and other tableware towards her.
in front of
"Don't worry, I tried it. You can't eat the snails here. Chun told me, so you don't have to worry."
"Oh...oh, I...I didn't say that eating snails is bad, it's just that I might not be used to it."
"Have you not eaten these before? What are they called here?"
"Western food?"
"Ah, that's almost the name."
Karasawa Asuka picked up the knife with her left hand, pouted, and said,
"No, I haven't eaten it before. My mother can't cook, and even if she could, she wouldn't cook it for me..."
Margaret noticed her depressed mood, because the words became quieter as they went on. Therefore, she did not continue to ask the reason, but smiled and said,
"Then I'll cook it for you. Try it and see if it tastes good."
"...Um!"
Just when Asuka Karasawa wanted to cut meat, Margaret smiled and reached out to reverse the knife and fork she held upside down. Then she raised her hand to show the specific method, and slowly taught Asuka Karasawa how to use the knife and fork to cut.
steak.
Margaret is very good at cooking. The previous dessert macarons were like this, and now the formal dishes are even more like this. Asuka Karasawa felt her taste buds were shocked after just one bite, and her whole little face turned red with happiness.
.
Well, she really didn't eat much good food during this period. The angels didn't eat in the sanctuary and relied on the fruits brought by Heller to satisfy their hunger. The food of the elves in the Tree Continent tasted pretty good, but
It's just that the appearance is too weird, Asuka Karasawa just doesn't seem to have any appetite; and when she was in the wild, the food cooked by Teacher Fisher... Well, Teacher Fisher only knows how to barbecue, but doesn't seem to know how to cook.
...
Tasting delicious food is the simplest and most direct way to experience happiness, and Asuka Karasawa deeply agrees.
"Is it tasty?"
"It's delicious! It's really delicious, Miss Margaret..."
"Margaret, just call me Margaret, Asuka."
"Oh...oh, Ma...Ms. Margaret."
Karasawa Asuka paused, chewing on the name, and with the silent consent of the other party's smile, she called it two more times.
The taste of this dinner was very good, although Asuka Karasawa was still a little uncomfortable at the beginning, because her familiar companions were not around at this time, and Margaret had just invited Heller and Niko.
Leah came over, but the people below said they had already eaten by themselves, so Margaret had to give up.
The two transferred people were enjoying the delicious food while chatting about the place where they came from and their past.
"1996, that was a long, long time ago for me. What happened in the past 40 years?"
"I...um, uh...sorry, my history is not very good. I only know things after I was born, and only things about my hometown, I'm sorry."
"What's there to be sorry for? It's normal. When I was young, I only knew about a few villages near Montmedy. Even after the Maginot Line was created, my husband went to join the army and I moved to Paris, I still
I only know very few things in the world."
"Is Margaret...'s husband a soldier?"
"Ah, yes, but he died in the war, and not long after, my child died too..."
"You died for your country...?"
"That's right, I don't know either."
After hearing Margaret's somewhat lonely words, Asuka Karasawa seemed to feel a little sad in her heart, but at this time she also seemed to understand why Margaret refused the reward from Pandora Angel.
Apart from things in the Utopia, even if she returns to her own world, there will be no one worth worrying about, right?
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Anyway, thank you for your help. We are making rapid progress. To celebrate, cheers?"
Margaret smiled, she raised her hand and raised the wooden cup next to her, and a little alcoholic nectar splashed from it. It was at this moment that Asuka Karasawa noticed her plate.
There is also a wooden cup placed next to it.
Is this... wine?
But I'm not an adult yet...
"Cheers...cheers."
But no matter what, after swallowing her saliva, Asuka Karasawa raised the cup in her hand and clinked it with the cup raised by Margaret. Then she closed her eyes, feeling like it was the first time for anyone to try something.
The caution with things...
After taking a sip, she only felt the sweetness of the juice.
Asuka Karasawa blinked and looked at Margaret, who was taking a sip of wine and her face turned red. She smiled and said,
"You are not yet an adult, how can you drink? You are juice..."
"Then...then Margaret didn't tell me yet, which made me think..."
"Haha, because you are so cute."
Asuka Karasawa shyly took a sip of juice, but her heart was beating excitedly.
At this moment, even with such a simple conversation, she seemed to feel an indescribable feeling that she had never experienced in detail. It felt as if the Margaret in front of her was her mother.
There is such a tacit connection without words.
Are they related by blood? Do they look similar?
How is it possible, Margaret is white and she is Asian?
Maybe this is completely different from the relationship between a real mother and daughter? But Asuka Karasawa didn't know, after all, she seemed to have never felt similar warmth, and of course she couldn't characterize such a feeling.
She just felt that being in front of Margaret was so warm and relaxing, which was a pleasure she had never experienced before.
"The moon outside is very round. It's a rare full moon... But since I came to this world, I rarely have the time to observe these scenery. This is the first time like this."
Margaret drank some wine, which was brewed by the races of Dragon Continent and given to Margaret as a gift for accepting them.
She looked at the full moon outside, and seemed to be particularly relaxed at this time, just like Karasawa Asuka.
"Well, it's indeed beautiful... But didn't Mr. Fisher and Tsubaki say they would be back before night? Why haven't they come back yet?"
"There may be other matters. I will use the items Chun gave me to contact them later..."
"Okay, thank you, Margaret."
Margaret looked at Asuka in front of her drunkenly, then she took another sip of wine and whispered,
"Don't worry, our progress is much faster than I thought. It will be completed within a week. You can go back to your hometown by then, right... Let's have a banquet then,
As a farewell."
"banquet?"
"It's not really a banquet, it's a traditional festival in my hometown. The first Sunday after the first full moon of the spring equinox is Easter. I used to celebrate this festival often, giving gifts and making a lot of delicious food.
.When the time comes, when the loom is completely under control and the situation in the Utopia is safe, I will use this day as a commemorative holiday. What do you think?"
"Okay, then will there be so many delicious foods then?"
Margaret burst into laughter, she touched her cheek and said,
"If you want, I can do it for you tomorrow."
"That's great, thank you! I want to eat a few more meals before going back to Japan, but I won't be able to eat when I go back..."
"I can teach you, and then you can do it yourself."
"Hey, is it true?"
"Really, my mother told me this before, and after I learned it, I can find delicious food like this wherever I go."
Asuka Karasawa was stunned for a moment, her eyes brightened slightly, then she nodded vigorously, patted her chest and promised,
"I will try my best!"
"Haha, you are so cute. This is not something that needs to be guaranteed. You will soon learn my specialty. By then, my "Francois Menmedi country style" style will be regarded as a successor..."
"France...Francis Simonmedy country school?"
"Ah, it's just a given name. I always thought that my daughter would be a chef when she grows up."
"She...is she interested in cooking at such a young age?"
"No, it's just because she likes to eat, but people who like to eat will not be less sensitive to food... Well, it really doesn't work. François Menmedi country pie can also refer to other fields."
"Hahaha..."
At night, the candlelight on the tower swayed slightly, covering up the topic of conversation between two women with a certain age gap.
The golden light in the pool slowly dimmed, getting further and further away from reality. The breeze in the sky rose again, bringing a hint of spring warmth to the everlasting land and customs. And that was not the same as the world they came from.
The moon is very similar to the full moon and is so quiet. The resulting crystal moonlight illuminates the distance between them silently, highlighting the relationship between the bitterness of alcohol and the sweetness of juice...
It was at this moment that the moon was shining brightly.