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Chapter 155: Barrel Hero
New Star Chaser this way.
Marika held up an umbrella and looked at Elizabeth, who was fanning herself under it. She said, "Let's go into the captain's room."
Elizabeth said "oh" but made no move.
Elizabeth usually listened to most of Marika's advice, but on the few occasions when she didn't, Marika was helpless.
But in this weather, not to mention the heat, the river valley and the surrounding dense forests also produce a lot of water vapor, making the air feel sticky.
The high temperature plus the humidity is like a natural sauna.
Even Marika thought Elizabeth seemed to have lost weight—all the fat had evaporated.
Elizabeth comforted Marika in return: "Don't worry, it's just hot. Compared with the court etiquette training, it's not even hardship."
Marika frowned: "Is the court etiquette class some kind of torture?"
"It was torture." Elizabeth laughed. "I hadn't met you at that time. If I had met you, I would have cried to you every day. Because I didn't meet you, I could only cry to Mrs. Maylie, but she scolded me and said, 'You can't be an outstanding lady like this.'"
Elizabeth wiped her sweat and continued, "At that time, I really hated to be an outstanding lady, so I was very happy when I was found to have warlock blood. I thought that from then on, those torture-like trainings would have nothing to do with me.
"But no, I still have to practice sitting posture for several hours every day, sitting in that special training chair for several hours. If I relax a little, I will be pricked by the sharp thorns on the chair. When the course is over, Mrs. Meili will come to count the red spots on my body.
“On the contrary, I didn’t learn much about the warlock course. The teacher I invited only taught me some spell identification, and then bluntly told me that due to the limitations of magic choices, warlocks must hide a trump card, a trump card that can only be used once in a lifetime.
"By the time it is used and known to everyone, the warlock's life will be almost over."
Marika: "It's not that miserable, warlocks... well, warlocks are easier to deal with than mages. Experienced mages have many different types of magic and can cast spells quickly. Warlocks only have a few spells, and you can decipher them by gathering more information beforehand."
Elizabeth sighed, "Warlocks are only suitable as fixed turrets. If you think about it carefully, I am the weak link of our team. You see, he didn't care about me at all when we didn't go this time. Instead, he cared more about your rogue ability."
Marika: "It's not his fault. The older the underground palace is, the more it needs wanderers to dismantle the traps."
Elizabeth: "How old is that underground palace that needs a sorcerer?"
Marika was silent for a few seconds and replied, "There is no such underground palace. However, I think if he wants to launch a new underground city adventure, he will definitely bring you, Your Highness."
Rosalie: "Yes, it's me on the contrary. Once you venture into the underground palace, I will worry about my own safety. Although the sailors on this ship are very good fighters, they don't have any spellcasters. If we really encounter an attack, I can only survive on my own."
Elizabeth stared at Rosalie for a few seconds and said, "But I really can't imagine why you would risk bringing an ordinary human into the underground palace. Why don't you learn some swordsmanship? I heard that women in Monrovia also take swordsmanship and horse riding as their compulsory courses."
Rosalie: "Yes, there are. There are even women who disguised themselves as men and joined the Monrovia Army."
Elizabeth: "How come you're not one of them?"
"If you want to lose weight, swordplay is too much trouble. And swordplay will make your hands full of calluses and your arms full of bulging muscles, which will make you look ugly in a shoulder-baring, wide-necked dress."
At this moment, the captain of the Star Chaser suddenly ran over, accompanied by a burly sailor and a clerk.
The captain pointed at the sailor and said, "This is our first mate. The weak-looking one next to him is the accountant. When we counted the food today, we found that the numbers didn't match. Then the first mate checked the accounts himself and found that the food had been subtly different since we set sail. At that time, we thought that the sailors had stolen some, or the druids of the salvation team had stolen some..."
Elizabeth: "Xiao Bai would never steal the food on the ship except for the dried meat."
The first mate frowned and said, "The dried meat on the ship is so hard that it can break your teeth. It has to be soaked and mixed with other things before eating."
Elizabeth: "No doubt, Xiaobai can chew it. So what's missing from the ship is the jerky?"
The first mate shook his head: "No, there is no shortage of jerky."
"I think so. Xiaobai has been going to the shore to catch game and roast it these days. She even gave me some roasted rabbit meat."
The captain of the Star Chaser said in a serious tone, "The boatswain is checking the sailors' berths. If the sailors stole it, there must be some left. Because the sailors' food rations on the ship are always sufficient. If the sailors didn't steal it..."
Elizabeth: "We have guests on board."
Rosalie sighed, "I think I know who caused the problem."
Elizabeth: “Who is it?”
"I have a younger brother named Oscar. You've met him, too."
Elizabeth looked up at the sky: "Oh, it's that handsome little boy."
Rosalie: "She's actually my sister, but she was raised as a boy and she was even allowed to join the army."
Elizabeth: "Is that so? So you think she sneaked on board?"
Rosalie: "It's easy to guess what children are thinking. Think about it, our captain..."
Elizabeth: "[Our] captain."
She deliberately put emphasis on "we".
Rosalie: "Okay, okay, I'm a non-staff member. My brother - my sister should be hiding in the barrel in the cabin. She knows this trick. Be gentle when you catch her, and try not to reveal the fact that she is a girl if possible. Wait for Xiaobai to come back and let Xiaobai transform into a griffin to send her back."
Elizabeth: "You are quite resolute. You don't favor your family at all?"
Rosalie looked at the princess of Kusania and said, "No, I know about the adventures you have gone through. I came here with the awareness that I would be dead before I could even fire a cannon. You may not think it's a big deal as you have experienced it, but as an outsider, I was almost scared to death.
"Look at what you are talking about. We went several thousand meters underground and it took several minutes just to fall down the shaft. Then we faced a tidal wave of cave dwellers. We finally killed them all and entered the Fetal Movement Hall, but the Fetal Movement Hall collapsed.
"And you actually returned to the surface from the ancient ruins thousands of meters underground and in the midst of a landslide."
"Do you realize how lucky you are to be alive?"
Elizabeth: "It's not that mysterious. Wang said that the Fetal Movement Hall was deliberately designed so that the top would crack when a landslide occurs."
Rosalie: "But how long ago was that temple built? In the Second Age! Thousands of years before Monrovia was born!"
Elizabeth: "Not that long. The different eras are just because of the gaps in historical records. Although the Third Era has a history of 1,400 years, the first two eras may not be 1,400 years."
Marika: "This is inaccurate. The oldest drow matron has lived for three thousand years. She has been extended by the power of 'Lady Ross' and is already a demigod. She also doesn't know the history of the Second Age.
"We drow elves don't have scholars who specialize in studying history, but we tend to think that the First Age, Second Age, and Third Age in the Common Language are divided according to characteristics rather than years.
"The First Age was the age of Cyclops and dragons. The Second Age was dominated by elves and dwarves, while humans still huddled in hot areas that the elves and dwarves disliked. The Third Age is the age of humans."
Rosalie was about to answer when the boatswain directed the sailors to carry up a bucket.
"Following your instructions, we found this abnormal barrel."
The bucket spoke: "There are citrus fruits in the bucket."
Captain: "We are a river ship, not a sea ship, so we don't have to deal with sepsis. We do bring fruit, but it's mainly for you adults."
Bucket was silent.
Chapter 156 "Lizardman food is so delicious!"
On Wang's side, they were looking at the "Lizardman delicacies" on the table in confusion.
Xiaobai pulled the king's robe and asked, "Do lizardmen eat shit like dung beetles?"
Flint: "You're insulting shit by saying that. How can shit stink that bad?"
Nini might have subconsciously disagreed with the dwarfs - after all, this was the tradition of the elves - she said: "Maybe it smells bad but tastes good? After all, it was something the lizardmen took out to entertain the Dragon God's messenger."
The elder sitting in the second seat nodded and said, "Yes, before we mastered this recipe, many lizardmen fell ill and the whole village was lifeless, like a dead village. But after that benefactor brought this delicacy, everyone's illness quickly got better.
"The elders at the time believed that this was the blessing of the Dragon God."
Wang: "Is it possible that the planeswalker or some other traveler brought technology from other countries or other planes? Don't attribute everything to your gods. So how do you eat this?"
As they were talking, the lizard people turned over the alligator, whose head and tail were sealed with huge leaves and mud, and cut it open from the middle of the belly.
Xiaobai screamed, fell backwards, and fainted.
Wang also pinched his nose: "Is there a stinky cloud technique on this thing? If it breaks, I start to feel sick..."
As he said this, he lunged forward and vomited directly into the clay bowl that had been prepared to hold the delicious food.
Because there was nothing in the stomach, it was purely dry retching, and what came out was stomach acid. The pungent smell of stomach acid actually covered up the terrible stench.
Except for Xiaobai who fainted, almost all the members of the rescue team vomited. Nini wanted to maintain her elegance as an elf, but after a while she couldn't hold it anymore and the acid sprayed out flew almost a meter.
Li Guang beside him sighed and said, "I advised them not to take this out, but the elders insisted on using the best things to entertain the Dragon God's messenger."
Wang had finished vomiting by this time. After he stood up, he rekindled his desire to know more about the smelly food in front of him! He picked up the basin in front of Xiaobai - because Xiaobai had fainted, he had not vomited, so the basin was clean. He stood up and walked towards the alligator placed in the middle of the bamboo shed -
Flint grabbed him and stopped him from going forward to "serve" himself: "Wait a minute! Do you really want to eat?"
Wang: "From the description of the lizard people, this thing can replenish vitamins and other urgently needed nutrients, so it is definitely food."
The king slapped the dwarf's hand and stepped forward. The lizardman in charge of distributing the "rice" immediately respectfully added a bunch of black stick-like objects to his bowl.
The mage returned to his seat, picked up one, and after careful observation expressed his feelings: "It looks a bit like corn? The kind with the skin. How do you eat it? Do you peel it?"
Liguang: "The outer skin is actually the feathers of birds."
Wang was shocked: "You guys put the bird into the alligator's stomach without plucking the feathers? If I hadn't asked how to eat it and had taken a bite, wouldn't I have a mouthful of feathers?"
The elder said quickly, "We were negligent. When eating, we should first pluck the bird's tail from this side, and then suck out the internal organs that have melted into gelatin."
Wang asked in confusion: "The internal organs melted into gelatin. Did you clean the feces in the bird's stomach?"
"Reporting to the Dragon God Messenger," a lizardman reported, "No. We strive to ensure the integrity of the raw materials before stuffing them into the alligator's stomach."
"Doesn't that mean it wasn't cleaned? Did you do it on purpose or by accident?" Flint asked loudly.
The elder replied: "According to the travelers who taught us technology, shit itself contains nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium and other things we need. We know what phosphorus is, but we don't know what eggs and armor are."
Wang looked at what he had in his hand, frowned, and followed the lizard man's instructions to tear off a piece of the bird's butt - he didn't rush to eat it, but carefully observed the liquid that popped out directly due to the squeezing of his fingers.
Flint was shocked: "Not only do you want to eat it, but you also need to study it before eating? I thought you would just close your eyes and stuff it in."
Wang: "You can only taste it if you eat it that way, but you can't leave any professional records."
"Do you still want to leave a professional record?" Because Xiaobai was out of luck, the dwarf decisively took on the responsibility of supporting Wang.
"This is a milestone technology mastered by the Lizardmen. They have since gotten rid of the problems that have plagued their race for many years. So we must also record this technology in a professional manner."
Flint's mouth dropped open. "Is this important?"
"It's very important, maybe it can be included in the journal of the Mage Tower."
The dwarf is obviously not as "professional" as Xiaobai, and he is speechless at this point.
As he said this, Wang licked the liquid which had become gelatinous and like jelly.
Flint stared at him with wide eyes and asked, "What does it smell like?"
"It's... the smell of fermented food. Cheese also smells bad, right? This thing tastes okay." The wizard licked it again. After confirming the taste, he began to suck on it like the other lizardmen.
Flint: "You really open my eyes. You can even eat this stuff. You are a man who can do great things."