Fujimaru Ritsuka held the black tea cup in her hand, took a sip, and made such a sigh.
To be honest, she doesn't like black tea very much. Except for iced black tea (drink). In animation, in order to show the elegance of the character, there is always a scene where he and she take a sip of black tea with the tea cup. If in order to show consciousness,
, or to show emotion, they will add a sentence: The tea made by xxx used to be terrible, but now it is so good. Generally speaking, this kind of shot will be accompanied by a sentence from xxx: Is that so?
You said it was delicious back then.
Under the bombardment of this plot, Fujimaru Ritsuka secretly bought a box of black tea. The name was Darjeeling, which was a precious type of black tea.
Then, after brewing a cup with great interest, she gave the remaining tea leaves to her father.
This is the so-called impulse consumption.
After all, black tea is tea, and it must taste like tea... For her who was still young, the bitter taste that changed in the tea leaves was too profound. What's more, she had never made tea before.
I thought it was the same as making juice powder or coffee. I added a bunch of tea leaves into the cup and it looked finely chopped, but in fact it was different after brewing. Too much tea leaves made the first cup extra strong, or
I mean, it's extremely painful...
The only result of this incident was that Fujimaru Ritsuka's impression of black tea fell from the sky to the ground.
The only result is that when a certain animation was popular, I felt particularly close to the British-style girls named after tea leaves in it, especially Ms. Darjeeling.
However, the black tea brewed by Qing Ji does not have the bitter taste of tea at all. In addition to cleverly using milk and sugar to neutralize the taste, it seems to still have a fruity taste. I don’t know what processing techniques Qing Ji used.
The craftsmanship is quite high.
It tastes like a hot drink, but the aftertaste in your mouth is much more delicious than a cheap sugar-water mixture.
Originally, when Qing Ji was served black tea, she was ready to take a sip and put it down. Unexpectedly, she became addicted to it after trying it.
"Continued Cup!"
Against the heat that burned her mouth, she brought the cup to Qingji again.
"Hi! Okay! Master Anzhen~"
The sweetness in Qingji's words was simply sweeter than the black tea. Her smile was so full that she filled the white porcelain tea cup.
Mashu, who was accompanying him, frowned a little unpleasantly, pulled Yagi Xuezai beside him, and whispered: "Senior Yagi, when you get back, please teach me how to make tea."
"Ah...well, okay, okay. Well, let's talk about it after we get back!"
Yagi Xuezai smiled awkwardly, and Mashu also realized that now was not the time to talk about this. He coughed dryly, stopped talking, and stood up straight.
She always felt as if Miss Qingji was looking away from her, and there was some indescribable pride in her eyes, or in other words, a complacent emotion in them.
"Well, although it's a bit embarrassing to say this...but actually, Qingji, we are not Lady Anzhen."
In order to divert the embarrassment just now, Yagi Yusei coughed and tried to explain to Kiyohime.
"Ah, I understand. You are not Lord Anzhen. You are the last masters of mankind."
As of now, Yagi Xuezai suddenly discovered that every enemy seems to know this statement? Is this a consensus? The last time I had this idea was when I was reading the Chinese classic, Journey to the West, and I suddenly noticed that it seemed that no matter what
Every monster knows that eating the meat of Tang Monk will lead to immortality. So, who spread this news?
However, it's good that Kiyohime can understand this. Yagi Xuesai breathed a sigh of relief.
"That is to say - the two masters are the reincarnation of Anzhen!"
"What kind of causal logic is this?!"
Yagi Xuezai was so helpless that he wanted to lift the table! What the hell is this? Is there any inevitable connection between this? Just like if a person likes to eat pork, does he have to be a mathematics professor? These two things have nothing to do with each other.
?How do you conclude that the last master of mankind is equal to An Zhen?
Moreover, who is An Zhen?
"Huhuhu, it's okay. Qing Ji understands it! These eyes are unmistakable. Ah, no matter it's the face, no matter the smell, no matter the soul, it's all the same! An Zhen! Sir! No way.
Wrong! Qingji! I won’t admit my mistake! Uh-huh!”
Her small body was lying on the back of the chair, leaning over her body, wrapping around Fujimaru Ritsuka's shoulders like a snake.
"That...maybe it's my illusion. Let's not talk about souls or anything like that. Do Fujimaru and I have very similar looks and smells?!"
Yagi was shocked, everyone was shocked: one was a man, one was a woman, one had black hair, one had orange hair, one had short broken hair, one had a side ponytail, and one was wearing white clothes with a black dragon tattooed on them——
By the way, where did this black dragon come from?! The other one was wearing a blue-black swordsmanship suit with armor on top... No matter who looked at it, these two people looked nothing alike, right?
Mash, Siegfried, and even the mechanical King Attila said: "They are different. They are judged to be two individuals."
Just as everyone was chatting about meaningless topics, a pitch-black bat rushed over in the space in front of the two of them, turning into a ball of pitch-black mist that condensed into shape. The gathered magic power filled it into flesh and blood, forming a black-clothed, muscular body.
A thin blond man.
The pale skin is reminiscent of illness, and the blue eyes give people a deep feeling.
Currently, the only Servant who will appear in this way is Vlad III.
He appeared in a half-crouched posture and stood up straight.
"Master, I have returned from gathering information... Something seems to have happened here."
Vlad III squinted his eyes and stared at Kiyohime. Kiyohime hugged Fujimaru Ritsuka's neck from behind without giving in at all.
"Huh? Isn't this Lord Vlad! What, the southern front collapsed, did you betray him?"
This sentence made Vlad III feel unhappy.
Although he doesn't really mind what he is called and what he is called to do - but! He also has his own bottom line! First of all, as a hero, he may act erratically and kill decisively, but he will never try to destroy the world. Secondly,
, that is, anyone who links him to Dracula is his enemy!
This time, he was forcibly added to the madness state by the Dragon Witch and summoned with the concept of [Dracula] to let him destroy the world. This offended two of his anger points. As the saying goes, if a dragon touches a dragon with reverse scales, he will die.
What's more, touching the reverse scale twice in a row?
Therefore, when he commanded the southern front, he was completely incompatible with appearance and had no loyalty in his heart. If he had not been called and forced to do so, he would have given up long ago.
"Yeah, but it's normal to betray someone. Who knows that the other party is Lord Anzhen! You are indeed my Lord Anzhen! You can make Lord Vlad sincerely convinced! And there are so many loyal subordinates! He is respected by thousands of people! Although
There is a little bit of antagonism burning in my heart, but this is not jealousy. No~"
Kiyohime was talking to herself, and Vlad III was silent for a while, then decided to drop her topic and turned to Fujimaru Ritsuka to report the intelligence he had collected.