Otherworldly Lord

The chefs are very good at their craftsmanship, and you can smell the aroma of stewed pork from the kitchen from a distance.

Three rectangular long tables were placed in the lobby on the first floor of the Lord's Mansion. The two sides of the long table were already full of people including the citizens, goblins, dwarves, and Sabisen.The top seat was reserved for the lord Song Mo, and the butler Old John opened a chair for Song Mo, and everyone sat down.Old John clapped his hands, and the women who helped the kitchen brought the stewed pork out of the kitchen with large plates like pots.

For a moment, the hall was filled with the smell of pork and the sound of swallowing saliva.

The wild boar weighing more than 700 kilograms, nothing wasted except the pig hair.The last thing that was presented was a huge pig's head with a ferocious face, and it seemed that it still carried the unwillingness and anger of being raped.

Song Mo couldn't help looking away, because he didn't admit that he was guilty.

The woman holding the pig's head walked straight to Song Mo's place, and put the big pig's head directly on his dining table.After a loud bang, the woman bowed and saluted, "My lord, please enjoy."

enjoy?

A pig's head?

Song Mo scanned the audience slowly, seeing that everyone was looking at him, and the pig's head in front of him without blinking.

"Housekeeper, this pig head..."

"My lord, this is the prey you killed, and the best part should be enjoyed by you."

the best part?

Looking at the angry pig's head for two seconds, Song Mo raised his dagger as if venting his anger, cut off a piece of pig's ear viciously, and put it in his mouth to chew.

After chewing a few mouthfuls, he found that the taste was very good. Song Mo immediately put the previous entanglements to the wind.Throwing away the dagger, he picked up the pig's head with both hands, bit the pig's face with one bite, and pulled it hard, tearing off a large piece of meat, and his mouth was full of oil.

"What are you looking at me for? Eat! Butler, sit down too, don't stand up."

Listening to the lord's words, watching the lord gnawing on the pig's head, the leaders all gave their thumbs up after the initial astonishment, what is a man?This is called man!What is heroic?This is called heroic!

So, regardless of men and women, old people and children, they all threw the meat-cutting dagger aside and grabbed the pork on the plate!For a while, there were punches and kicks, swords and swords.Even Harold, who was a former church member, put aside etiquette and recuperation and joined the ranks of scrambling.In Greenland, it is not easy to eat a meal of meat. After this village, there is no such shop.

A monk's self-esteem?

Sorry, no meat is important!

Turo and more than 30 Sabisen people stared at everything in front of them with dumbstruck eyes. Before they could react, half of the meat on the plate was gone.

"Boss, actually, this is not a nobleman's territory, but a den of robbers?"

The Sabisen sitting next to Turo whispered, and the others nodded in sympathy.Turo gritted his teeth. It doesn't matter whether the robber's den or the noble territory, now that everyone is here, they must stand firm as soon as possible. He figured it out, it's in Greeland.If you don't grab it, you will have nothing to eat!

"Don't worry so much, it's important to grab food. Do you want to go to bed hungry?"

Turo's words reminded all Sabisen people, and more than 30 men joined the ranks of grabbing meat one after another.

With the addition of fresh troops, the dinner table became even more lively.

Goblins and gnomes have inherent disadvantages, and there is no way to compete with tall humans. However, they have their own craftsmanship.Before the meat was cooked, the goblins sneaked into the kitchen and kept an eye on the cooks.When the pork is stewed, the women are busy looking into the gap outside, seeing the opportunity to start immediately.The dwarves are in charge of the wind, and after they succeed, dozens of small people hide aside and form a circle. The dwarfs set up the traps they made outside the circle. Come if you are not afraid of death, and no one can take away their traps. food!

The dwarf Rhodes and Brother Josang Mosby sat together. Although they were about the same height as the goblin gnome, their strength was not comparable to that of ordinary people.Competing with them for meat?No matter who it is, just punch and fly.

Neither Jeris nor Rhys showed up.Elves are not interested in meat by nature. According to Jerrys, meat is harmful to the body.As for Reese... When I think of Reese, I think of the oolong incident that happened before.Song Mo's action of gnawing on the bones inadvertently slowed down by half a beat.Think about it carefully, everyone is a man, isn't it just a grab?It's a bird thing!

He tore a piece of meat and chewed it vigorously, and Reese's blushing, gorgeous face seemed to appear in front of his eyes again... Song Mo couldn't help but tremble, well, this Tema is indeed a bird thing!

It would be nice if there was a bottle of wine, preferably Erguotou. When I was drunk, I would straighten up on the bed, and when I woke up the next day, nothing would happen.It doesn't matter whether you are catching birds or catching birds, I lost my memory after drinking, and I will not admit it if I am killed!

Song Mo thought of this, and said to Old John: "Housekeeper, is there any wine in the lord's mansion?"

"My lord, the Griland family was so poor that they could barely eat any black bread. How could they have money to buy wine? What's more, except for the ale brewed by the dwarves and the fruit wine brewed by the elves, the other wines tasted extremely bad. Only mercenaries will like it."

"Is that so..."

Song Mo gnawed at his bones while silently slandering him. This is the tragedy of having no money, and he can't pretend to be crazy just by drinking.

However, the butler just said that the human brewing technology is terrible?

This seems to be a good way to make money...

A girl Song Mo pursued in college likes these things, essential oils, homemade fruit wine and so on.In order to have a common topic with the beautiful girl, Song Mo checked a lot of information on the Internet. Although she still couldn't catch up with the girl in the end, she didn't forget these things.

It’s impossible to forget, squatting in front of the monitor in the middle of the night, memorizing it by rote in front of the faint blue light of the monitor, just to chat with the girl the next day, occasionally laughing twice, so scared that I got up in the middle of the night to turn on the water The bedmate's foot slipped and fell off the bunk. When he got up, he gave someone Song a big beating.He was beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for two days in a row, and the girl he was pursuing naturally didn't have anything to say.

This memory of youth has been kept in my heart ever since.

Memories of love are always sweet and painful...

Song Mo looked up at the roof at a 45-degree angle with a sad face. If he didn't consider the half-gnawed bone in his paw, this scene might be more beautiful.But melancholic youth with meaty bones...

Even old John couldn't help turning his head away.

In less than an hour, almost everyone patted their stomachs and leaned on their chairs and hummed, without him, they were just fed up.

In the final analysis, the fighting power of the ladies was astonishing. Just when the men had to loosen their belts for their bulging bellies, the ladies brought out a pot of thick soup sprinkled with chopped green onions, and each of them drank a bowl with relish.

Song Mo looked at the broth with a layer of oil flakes floating in front of him, and then at the women who were neatly clearing the table, what they ate was probably used to support the pair of attractive big white rabbits on their chests ?

I couldn't help sighing again, the ladies of Gerryland are indeed majestic and mighty!

After dinner, Song Mo returned to his room after washing up, lay down on the bed, stretched himself, and finally had a good rest.

He found another way to make money, but now it is winter, and if he wants to try wine making, the material is a big problem... However, this problem is also easy to solve.Thinking of the flowers blooming in the heavy snow outside the lord's mansion, Song Mo rested his pillow on his forearm, raised one hand high, stretched out his five fingers, and grasped them tightly again, turned over, with a smile on his mouth, and slowly sank into the Dreamland.

Not long after he fell asleep, the originally locked door was pushed open from the outside, and a slender figure slowly walked in. By the moonlight, the long golden hair of the visitor glowed coldly.

The elf with emerald green eyes walked to Song Mo's bed, looked at Song Mo who was sleeping soundly, and put one hand on top of Song Mo's head, a ball of green light slowly flowed into Song Mo's body from his palm. Between the eyebrows, at the moment when the last ray of light was about to disappear, a row of black runes suddenly wrapped around Song Mo's body, like a long black chain, isolating Song Mo from everything around him.

The green light was swallowed by the black runes, and Jerris had to move his hand away, looking at Song Mo with complicated eyes.

At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and Rhys Meers leaned against the door, looking at Jerris coldly with sea-blue eyes. "Elf, you'd better stay away from him."

Jerris stood up, his emerald green eyes looked at Reese coldly, "Res Myers, did you put a forbidden spell on him?"

"No." Reese walked into the room, snapped his fingers, and the door closed automatically, isolating everything that happened in the room, "I just wanted to protect him. And, it worked."

"Protection? This is obviously a forbidden curse!"

Jerry's expression was condensed, but Reese put his finger on his lips, "Shh, don't wake him up."

Walking to the bed, looking down at Song Mo who was still sleeping, the black runes surrounding him had disappeared, and another line of runes was drawn in the air with his right hand, his sea blue eyes glanced at his slightly parted lips Petals, flashed a touch of gloom.

"Elf, I'll only say these words once, you'd better remember." Reese raised his head and looked at Jerris, deep in his sea-blue eyes, gradually filled with red blood, "This human being belongs to me. You Better stay away from him. Otherwise, I'll show you what hell is."

Reese's eyes had completely turned blood red. He raised his right hand, palm up, and a fist-sized crystal ball appeared above his palm. In the crystal ball, a red soul was quietly sleeping.

"Bod!"

Jeris exclaimed, but the crystal ball disappeared out of thin air.

Jeris angrily took out his longbow and pointed the arrow at Reese: "Shameless demons!"

"This is just a warning." Reese ignored the arrow in front of him, "Don't test my bottom line, stay away from him, understand?"