Nuo Ling, who was biting the pie, looked at Pleasant who was walking back and forth in the room, muttering something unknown. She felt that even the pie in her mouth no longer tasted good.
The sound of leather boots on the floor echoed in the building for almost the whole day.
"Can you calm down for a while? I saw you walking around here when I woke up in the morning. Aren't you tired?"
"It shouldn't be. It's been three full days, why hasn't the news about Gerund come through yet?" Plisson seemed to have not heard Nuo Ling's voice, touching his chin, as if thinking about Gerund. when will you arrive.
"Can't you just sleep in the room and wait? Why do you have to walk around the door?" Nuo Ling asked.
"Why can't you sit and eat in the room instead of serving it at the door?" Plisson asked.
"You think you're the only one waiting for someone? I also have someone to wait for, okay?"
"Are you waiting for someone too? In a modern city like Albany, do you still have an acquaintance of the old god?" Plisson asked doubtfully.
While the two were arguing, there was a knock on the door, which instantly caught Pleasant's attention.
"Don't talk about it yet, Dezi is here to see me." Plisson said as he walked to the door and opened the door quickly. Unfortunately, what came into view was not the familiar figure of Jarende, but a man carrying a bag. strange young man.
"...Who is Ning?"
"Hello, I'm the clerk at Mrs. Geli's Bakery, No. 78, Center Street. Is Miss Nuo Ling here?" the young man asked politely.
"Yes, is the bread I ordered yesterday ready?" Nuo Ling, who heard the voice, immediately stuck his head out from the door.
"Yes, please use it slowly." The clerk handed the bag in his hand to Nuo Ling.
"Albany is indeed a modern city. We even have takeout." After Plisson closed the door, he looked at No Ling who was chewing freshly baked white bread next to him, and felt a little emotional about Albany's current level of development.
"What's not taking out? I ordered this when I went out for a walk last night. The white bread from Mrs. Geli's bakery was selling like hotcakes. When I arrived, they were all sold out, so I gave the store manager many portions. Money, ask him to leave a portion for me when the bread comes out of the oven tomorrow." Nuo Ling replied while chewing the bread.
"Is that so? Then you have set a precedent." Plisson laughed twice, but then he felt something was wrong.
"Can you, the god of transactions and contracts, still be able to conjure Doyle?"
"I'm not the God of Wealth. I can't create something out of thin air."
"Then where did you get your money?"
"It's not like you are the only one who can enter the core space. You have so much money in the core space, so I just took some of it." Nuo Ling took another bite of the pie and continued.
"To be honest, I really have to thank you. If it weren't for you, I really didn't know there were so many delicious foods in the world." Plissen looked at Nuo Ling who kept eating and sighed. Maybe he shouldn't have brought it with him in the first place. Nuo Ling eats this and that. In terms of eating, it should be done step by step. It is good for the old gods to maintain the habit of eating soil, branches and flower petals.
"What kind of bread is so fragrant? It's just right for my buddy." Seeing that Nuo Ling was eating it with gusto, Plisson reached out to try it too.
"No more, it's finished." Nuo Ling, holding the bread in his mouth, showed the empty bag to Plissen.
"I just turned around and took a few steps. In less than a minute, you finished a bag of bread?"
"It's not completely finished. There's still half a piece. Do you want to eat it?" Nuo Ling took the bread in his hand and handed it to Plissen.
"Okay, I'd better eat some pie." Plisson shook his head repeatedly, walked to the table, picked up a piece of pie on the plate, and stuffed it into his mouth.
However, Pleasant had just chewed twice when he felt something strange. Fortunately, he swallowed in time and spit out the pie without finishing chewing it.
"Why does this pie smell like coriander?"
"Tianying's special Duran pie has a lot of coriander added in it." Nuo Ling also picked up a piece of pie and took a bite.
"I don't like coriander very much, so I think it's weird to have it in the pie."
"Aren't you used to it? Then don't eat it." Nuo Ling said as he stuffed all the remaining pieces of pie on the plate into his mouth.
Plissen saw the way Nuo Ling was wiggling his fingers after eating, and he was curious as to why this guy wasn't listed as one of the seven sins of gluttony in the Second Age.
Just when Pleasant was thinking, he heard another knock on the door, but this time Pleasant did not rush to open the door, but first turned his attention to Nuo Ling who was sitting and lying down.
"Did you order other takeaways yesterday?"
"How is that possible? I'm not just a foodie. Eating this much in one meal is enough. If I eat any more, I'll get tired of it."
"Then Dezi is here." Plissen finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Nuo Ling said. Pleasant quickly walked to the door and opened it, but standing beside the door was still a stranger he didn't recognize.
She was an aristocratic woman with silver hair and silver eyes and a delicate face. As for why Plissen could tell at a glance that she was a noble, her aristocratic clothes and the purple and gold medal she wore on her chest should bear the main responsibility.
"Hello, are you Mr. Pleasant, the Pirate King of the West Sea?" Before Pleasant could ask, the silver-haired woman confirmed Pleasant's identity.
"Um...it's me. What do you want from me?"
"This is the first time we meet. I am the Duke of Annecy. I have nothing to disturb you, Mr. Pleasant, but I have two friends who would like to meet you." Verdanti looked slightly embarrassed, as if she was on the street. It feels like forcing someone to talk to you.
"Duke Annecy, you have two friends who want to see me? What do they want from me?" Plisson had no doubts about the identity of the person in front of him. After all, only the Duke can possess the Purple and Gold Medal of Nobility of the Sky Eagle, but The two friends the other party brought out made Plisson confused.
First, the Archduke of Belvine asked for his help, and then the Duke of Annecy came to visit him. When did he become so popular in the eyes of the Skyhawk nobles?
"Well...it's nothing. Mr. Pleasant, please agree to meet with them first."
"That's no problem. I'm not a big shot, but I'm waiting for someone here now. I can't leave this house easily. If the Duke's two friends want to see me, they can only let them come on their own." Plisson replied road.
"It's okay, it's okay, the two of them are already here." Verdanti moved her gaze to the other side of the house, and the two people walking out of the corner made Pleasant extremely regretful of what she just said. talk.
