Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 264 Celebrating the Festival (Wishing everyone an early Happy New Year!)
The torrential rain, mixed with fine ice beads, pattered against the castle windows.

The blackened fireplace released warm flames, occasionally sputtering sparks, and the fiery red light flickered slightly.

In the center of the living room, there was a strange round table with a peculiar kettle in the middle. Charcoal was placed in the middle of the kettle, and the thick, snow-white soup inside the metal sheet surrounding it was constantly boiling and bubbling under the heat of the charcoal, emitting an enticing aroma.

On the other sides of the round table were various chopped ingredients: wild goat meat, vegetables, potato-like stems... which Yaro added one by one to the thick soup.

Vegetables don't need to be left out for long, as they will lose their vitamins if they get too old. So Yaro quickly scooped up the tender vegetables, dipped them in the sauce, and swallowed them in one bite.

"Whoosh... Sizzle! It's so hot!"

He kept saying it was hot, but he swallowed it down anyway.

After finishing the vegetables, it was almost time to eat the paper-thin slices of mutton.

Pick up a slice of meat, coat it with the spicy dipping sauce, and the heat of the sauce will quickly cool the meat down to a perfectly palatable consistency.

Yaro ate with particular relish when faced with these delicious foods from his memories.

But at that moment, there was a spoilsport behind him.

Dylan reminded him with a worried look:

“Lord Yarrow, there are still more than two months until sowing, and even longer until harvest. We came in too much of a hurry, and the grain we transferred was calculated to just be enough to last until harvest.”

“But since you came back from your trip, you have prepared so much delicious food that everyone has had to eat half a bowl more of grain every day for the past seven days. Food was already in short supply, and today you held a celebration party, which has made the food consumption even more exaggerated. Later on, there may be a great shortage of food.”

"It's a holiday, it's normal, we always want to make everyone happy," Yaro replied dismissively.

"A holiday? What holiday?"

Dylan suddenly realized something.

Is it a holiday in your hometown?

Dylan said with a bitter expression:
“Lord Yarrow, even during a festival you can’t eat like this. They are eating happily and very full now, but they will be hungry before the harvest season arrives.”

Wow!

One by one, dazzling gold coins fell onto the round table, drawing Dylan's gaze.

Ding!
A gold coin flew higher and higher, and was quickly caught by a pair of clean hands.

Yaro put down his chopsticks, toyed with the brand-new gold coin, looked at Dylan with a half-smile, and said with amusement:

"If we have money, surely we can buy food?"

“My lord…” Dylan hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

Yaro waved his hand, picked up his bowl and chopsticks again, and said irritably, "Take this money and go out. Go and find a way to buy food yourself. Don't bother me with this kind of thing."

I finally get a break, and he's ruining my good mood.

It would be better to let Dylan handle the grain purchase. He has been in Perrin's territory for a longer time and is certainly more familiar with the surrounding area than Yaro. Rather than letting Yaro try things blindly without knowing anything, it would be better to simply entrust the task to him.

Besides... isn't that what a butler does? After Dylan left, the spacious living room was quiet, and Yaro noticed that the scalding hot pot in front of him no longer had the same aroma as before.

When others are around, they complain that they are annoying; but when others leave, they complain that the place is devoid of life and warmth.

"Perhaps...this is the contradiction?"

Scenes from his memory involuntarily surfaced, and Yaro put down his chopsticks again, looking around hesitantly.

—Now, shouldn't we watch something?
The shows that I remember getting worse every year, but which were indispensable every year, are no longer available. What can I watch now?
Should we have the servants come up and perform some shows?
Feeling the silence of the castle, Yaro finally gave up on the idea.

In this world without electric lights, most ordinary people go to bed early, so there's no need to disturb them now.

"Oh right, isn't there still a recording stone?"

"How about... we watch that one?"

Yaro knew the contents of the Record Stone better than anyone else, but when he saw it at the market, he felt a sense of novelty, like watching a war movie or a blockbuster with explosions. Moreover, since he was the protagonist on it, he had a strong sense of immersion and novelty.

"Since we haven't seen all the scenes anyway, we might as well check which methods have been exposed, which aspects need to be covered up, and which moves have obvious charging-up phases that need to be concealed when used later."

Thinking this, Yaro reached into the spatial ring on his hand and took out the recording stone.

As magic was injected, light shone onto one of the walls, and the first thing that caught the eye was a strange cloud. A clear girl's voice followed: "It's not adjusted yet, it needs to be zoomed in a bit more."

"Closer...yes, right now, it's too big, pull it back a little..."

As the girl's voice rang out, the scene continued to change, and the situation above the clouds became increasingly clear.

"Was it written down by her?"

Yaro seemed lost in thought, but quickly put those thoughts aside and turned to watch the video intently.

……

In the image, a pair of eyes radiating intense light are revealed.

The scene then zooms out quickly, revealing a figure clad in strange black armor, hurtling rapidly toward a floating island shrouded in clouds, accompanied by a powerful gust of air.

"Chirp—!"

A piercing cry suddenly rang out, and the thick clouds burst open layer by layer, forming rings of mist behind the dark figure before slowly dissipating.

boom!
The crystalline greatsword in the black-armored warrior's hand suddenly burst into sparks, then rapidly expanded into a strange heart-shaped fireball. Countless surging, scorching flames erupted in a half-circle, only to be absorbed into the strange sphere at the center of the greatsword. The color of the flames deepened, gradually forming a powerful and dazzling white fire arrow!
Many of the flames caused thick fog to surge from the tip of the heavy sword, leaving a straight, thin line in the sky.

……

Yaro chewed on his mutton, nodded in satisfaction, and commented, "Is this the distant view of the Demon Phoenix's world-destroying power? The power is indeed terrifying!"

"However, the charging time for this move is too long, and the signs before the move is launched are too obvious, making it easy for the enemy to detect. It's difficult to achieve this effect at other times."

"There's one more thing... This move consumes too much of the Fire Molten Stone. That charge just now consumed at least half of the Fire Molten Stone, which will result in a significant reduction in power when using Fire Scorch or charged Fire Scorch later."

(End of this chapter)