"So this is where the painting on the gold coin is?" Coop asked uncertainly. He only remembered mentioning it once when talking about the gold coin. It was a bit difficult to connect the somewhat abstract pattern with the complex fortress he was in.
difficulty.
"Yes, and I remember you asked me once yesterday." Kraft answered as he put a wooden scroll-like object on the table, which was what Wilbert gave him after working hard all night.
At the same time, two letters of kitchen menus and a list of guests were sent, "Temporary random inspection, how to spell the castle?"
"ah?"
The unprepared Coop was caught off guard. Since leaving Solace Harbor, Kraft's strictness in homework has become increasingly overwhelming, and spot checks have become even more pervasive. Who would have expected that an encounter would be triggered as soon as he opened his mouth?
.
Yin Feng, who seemed not to have noticed this, and had been reading silently with his head lowered, quickly raised his head and raised his hand to attract Kraft's attention.
However, she must not have been fully prepared. She struggled to get the spelling together and even missed one letter. Coop was prompted and later answered the correct answer.
"It can be more detailed, it's still very good." Kraft thought for a while, and just in time to clear the table, he handed the fruit plate to Yin Feng, "The winner takes all, today's fruit is yours."
The small victory gave her a lot of encouragement. She happily took the plate, showed a rare smile that was harder to catch than the sweetness of wild blueberries, took away a ripe orange and returned the plate to Kraft.
It's rare. The last time I saw Yin Feng showing clear happiness, it seemed like she was playing with a rusty dagger that she hadn't lost yet. As a self-proclaimed half-guardian, I always felt that this child was good at everything, motivated, and sensible, but a little...
Introverted.
According to someone's only remaining educational knowledge, children's psychological guidance should mainly focus on affirming correct behavior and providing positive incentives.
When Kupp was confused and questioned the fairness and legitimacy of the game, Kraft gave him a look that said, "Are you so embarrassed to compete with a child?" He pulled out one end of the scroll and handed it to him, "Hold it for me, thank you. This
The thing seems to be quite big, what on earth is it?”
The wooden shaft rolled away on the table, revealing its contents, which were roughly an elliptical drawing spread out around a blue line.
The title directly above reveals its identity - a map of the Westminster area.
This somewhat puzzled Kraft. There was a black line on it that was consistent with the ink marks on other papers. It started from the middle fortress picture, went around half of the map, and passed through a series of named or unnamed marked points.
Went back to the fortress.
"What does this mean?" Kraft flipped through the list and menu, and finally found the source on the last piece of paper that listed more than ten place names and notes.
It seems like a travel route?
The note mentioned that the Duke does not live in the castle all year round. As a rule, he will patrol the direct territories and go to the countryside to spend some leisure time.
This directly declared the bankruptcy of Kraft's environmental tracing plan. During the period from winter to early spring three months ago, the patient was running around the territory. Tuberculosis did not prevent him from riding a carriage from one settlement to another.
The furthest point of the trip was a logging manor on the edge of the forest.
With the current process, although the Duke has lasted for so long and will not die within a few months, even if Kraft is given wings, it will not be enough for him to fly this line again.
"Alas." He let out a helpless sigh, opened the Duke's menu, and browsed it roughly.
The overlap with the banquet is quite high, but as a daily meal, the categories are reduced each time, but overall the richness is increased.
The single-meat poultry includes golden pheasants, teal, sparrows, swans, and even peacocks. The last two items are noted to be only served at small gatherings. Fish generally appear on the table as side dishes and accompaniments.
In addition to a roasted dolphin that challenges imagination, it was the main course of a certain meal.
In addition to the common pigs and cows, mammals include rabbit meat, bear meat, horse meat, etc. The parts used show a high degree of openness, including legs, ridges, heads, tails, hearts, livers and even another tail.
Not included.
In terms of vegetarian dishes, thanks to the local natural environment, there is no less space. It is commonplace to add fruits to the meat to soften the greasiness. There is also apple broth, a food that hits the soul of another world. In comparison, there are various kinds of dishes.
It is much more normal for fungi to be involved in cooking. Even the sweet and sour pie is not unacceptable. The raw cut white belly solitaire with dipping sauce is just right.
In the reading experience that is like an upgrade of the brain, the consciousness drifts over one outrageous dish after another, and gradually gives up understanding.
But this well explains why the Duke was still able to wander around before. With this appetite and protein-rich diet, it is no accident that he survived tuberculosis, and it is no fluke that he survived the bloodletting. If it were not for the new changes in his condition, his general condition would be very suitable.
Withstand treatment.
Complex and unimaginable recipes are intertwined in the consciousness. Considering the standard view, there are too many dangerous factors, especially meat from various sources, but none of them fits the existing clues.
A large amount of information is thrown into the mind, like particles in Brownian motion running around in the mind, colliding or passing by at will, forming effective or ineffective combination results.
They collide with the regular and orderly professional knowledge and accompany the abnormal lesions seen by the spiritual senses.
It is impossible to know whether these contents are driven by himself, or wander out of control and wander outside the boundaries of thought, creating contents that are beyond the reach of consciousness, and then feed back to himself with some kind of revelation. Something like intuition guides him, and he discovers from it
…
【inspiration】
Kraft felt for no reason that there was a direction in his hand. There was the thread he wanted in the ball of wool, but he couldn't find it for a while.
For this reason, he needs more information and more inspiration. The information may be below, as long as he takes the next step...
"Dongdongdong!"
A knock on the door interrupted his thinking, and Martin's voice came from outside the door, "Good day, Professor Craft."
"I'm sorry to bother you. I know you are all busy with the Duke's affairs, but I think this news... eh?"
The Duke's knight opened the door and found Kraft leaning over a few pieces of paper without saying a word. One of the two attendants was leaning on the edge of the table, almost asleep, and the other was quietly flipping through the pamphlet, apparently continuing to do their own thing.
The condition has been better for a while.
"Oh, Knight Martin, please tell me." Kraft swept away the page that he had already written down and sat back in his chair with a slightly dazed look. These are all in line with Martin's impression of academic people who are always immersed in their own world.
.
"If you have no necessary activities recently, it is best not to leave Westminster." He was still wearing the armor from yesterday, changed into a burqa, and carried an armed helmet with blue-dyed feathers under his arm.
"What's wrong?"
"We went to the servant's residence. The neighbor said that he had recently shown a special interest in the church and often went out to participate in meetings and prayers." Martin looked at Kraft seriously, and the latter immediately understood what he meant.
The thought that had not yet cooled down started to work again, putting more weight into the new information, and he grasped a factor that seemed to have no relevance.
"Martin, when did the cult you mentioned recently start operating in Westminster? Exactly when did it start operating?"
…
It was indeed some kind of inspiration, but my gut was still whispering that this was not the original "inspiration."
