The two of them chatted through the quiet trees and came to the lively urban area. The spacious road is lined with rows of beautifully decorated shops. A carefully drawn drawing board hangs at the door of the store, highlighting the characteristics of the store simply and clearly. There are stalls open to the outside at every few steps, with various candies, jewelry and clothes on them.
The stocky clerk, wearing a short coat, laid an iron plate on an oven and stir-fried the fragrant food.
"I didn't know there was a place like this so close to the embassy. It looks good!" Galadia pricked up her ears. "I thought you had to take me a long way to have lunch!"
"We have been in Beyeland for several days. Haven't you studied the good things around you?" Griffith took out a small notebook with colorful pieces of paper and looked at the drawings on one page. The map looked at the street in front again, "Come on, there."
"What is that in your hand?" The elf came over curiously, "What are these colorful things?"
"Strategy? When you go to a new metropolis, don't you consult the people around you to make a guide?"
"First of all, there are usually no 'people' around me. Most elves have little pursuit in life. If you don't get something delicious today, you can just wait a month to see if there is anything delicious~ Anyway, we have plenty of time!" Galadia waved her hands nonchalantly, "Secondly, I'm usually very busy, okay? I'm either studying, training, or socializing~ I don't have time to play."
"Okay," Griffith took off a small piece of red paper and handed it over, "This is a discount coupon. A voucher issued by the store to attract customers. When you actually make a purchase, you only have to pay 70% to 80% of the price."
"Hey, you~" Galadia crumpled the discount coupon into a small ball and threw it on Griffith's head.
The two came to a store. Griffith lifted the curtain at the door and opened the wooden door covered with a thin piece of paper: "The store has two seats. I have a reservation, and my name is Mr. Brandon."
"Please take a seat, sir." The chubby shopkeeper caught a glimpse of Galadia and immediately smiled like a flower. "Oh, distinguished elf lady, your arrival really makes the shop shine!"
"Hmm, don't say you don't have these, bring out all the delicious food!" Galadia happily sat down on the chair and looked around curiously.
Griffith opened his notebook and quickly ordered the dishes. The fat shopkeeper immediately took out the ingredients and prepared them in high spirits.
The waitress first brought a large plate of chopped green vegetables, poured white sauce on top, and then brought them earthenware bowls filled with white crystal particles.
"Well, rice seeds? Have you started eating these too?" Galadia scooped it up with a small spoon and took a small bite, "It's very fragrant and glutinous!"
"In this war, the kingdom opened up the southern province." Griffith took a big bite of vegetables first. "There is a large river flowing from south to north. After flooding every year, fertile silt will be left behind. The yield of both wheat and rice on this piece of land is very high. After shipping became stable, the amount of grain imported from there increased every day."
"Then if there is a famine in the future, you can eat less potatoes. Rice is as durable as wheat," Galadia said absently, staring at the steak the fat boss was frying with wide eyes, "It's really a good thing. !”
Feeling the anxious gaze, the fat boss quickly served the two people cut into small pieces of barbecue, as well as three-color powder and sauce in a small dish. In addition, there were two pairs of slender sticks: "Beautiful Miss, please use these two wooden sticks to hold the meat slices, dip them in the brown barbecue sauce first, and then spread some fine powder on them to taste. The other sauce is soybean sauce."
Galadia nodded, followed the example of the shop owner, picked up the barbecue and put it into her mouth.
"Not bad, not bad! It's obviously just roasting beef, but why does it feel so satisfying and happy?" The elf's ears perked up, "Let me experience it carefully!"
A large piece of barbecue was eaten by Galadia again.
"Is this the diaphragm of beef? It's grilled just right, allowing the flavor of fat and barbecue sauce to penetrate into it, blending with the taste of fresh beef." Galadia quickly ate another piece, "after smearing it with soybean paste alone The flavor is also very unique. It feels like a happy moo happily chewing soybeans, which makes me feel the comfortable life in the countryside."
"..." Griffith was speechless and could only ask the boss to add two more portions, "Eat slowly, there are other kinds. If you are full now, you won't be able to eat anything else."
"I won't listen!"
"Then eat some vegetables~ If you just eat barbecue, you will soon be bored and can't eat anymore." Griffith looked at the delicate-looking elf girl eating at a fast speed and couldn't help but take it. He picked up a spoonful of rice and handed it over, "Here, take a bite of rice, it tastes great together."
"You still want to eat rice? Isn't it because you don't have enough money to eat barbecue and eat all you want, so you can only stuff yourself with grains!" Galadia couldn't dodge, so she had to frown as a spoon was stuffed into her mouth, and she reluctantly ate. One mouthful.
"ah!"
"Ah what?"
"Not bad! Adding a spoonful of rice and vegetables to the joy of barbecue brings a completely different fresh feeling." Galadia's eyes filled with disgust suddenly sparkled, "It's not that exciting, but it's extremely fulfilling and safe. , is this what you humans call 'home'?"
Griffith watched as Galadia took the roasted meat and rice into her mouth. She had completely forgotten what elegance and etiquette were, and ate like a dock porter who had been hungry for three days.
"slower……"
"Water! Water!" The elf girl suddenly hit the table in pain. Griffith was frightened and hurriedly handed over a large glass of water.
"Gudong! Gudong!"
"Uh-huh!" Galadia wiped her mouth, "It's so scary, I almost died..."
"If you choked to death like this, how appalling it would be~" Griffith covered his face with his hands, "You should be more careful after you enter school in the fall!"
"Hmph, this throat is too narrow and inconvenient," Galadia poked her cheek and restrained herself a little.
Griffith slowly ate the food in front of him, watching his companions eat with a smile. For some unknown reason, Galadia looked particularly delicious when she was eating, and just looking at her made people feel particularly happy.
Those painful and terrifying memories left in the far east will sometimes stretch out their claws from the abyss of memory, trying hard to grab something and climb up. However, as soon as he saw Galadia's bright eyes and raised corners of her mouth, Griffith felt seemingly indescribable joy and happiness.
If possible, he even wished that time could stop at this moment.
When the shopkeeper brought the dessert, Griffith finally summoned up the courage:
"Are you free later? There will be a good opera at the Palatine Theater in the afternoon or evening."
When he said this, Griffith felt as if his heart would jump out of his chest. He watched nervously as the girl's hand holding the chopsticks stopped, and the world seemed to freeze for an instant.
"Well~ I've also heard that Beyeland's opera is not to be missed," the elf girl said slowly.
Griffith seemed to have an illusion, and he could vaguely see a little bit of caution and hesitation that was different from usual in the girl's usually expressive thin eyebrows and the corners of her mouth.
"I heard that today's play will show a love that is hindered in every possible way. I read it in the newspaper this morning," Galadia said in a roundabout way, "But~"
Sure enough it’s not good~
"But there is my birthday party tonight, and I will go back to make preparations later. The embassy office may have arranged an event for me tonight, and maybe we will meet in the theater!" Galadia finally finished her sentence.
Okay... Griffith nodded a little disappointed.
"No, no!" A light suddenly flashed in the elf girl's eyes, "We will be entering school in a few days! When we get to Homemonworth, there won't be so many people looking after me!"
The two fell into silence for a while. Griffith actually has another question, but it would be very embarrassing to raise it.
Perhaps it was no accident that Galadia and I met in the Eastern Province. She never explained what tasks she performed there or what items she was looking for. She only mentioned that it would help her advance to a higher rank.
After experiencing a series of coincidences, Griffith's thinking became clearer. When he looked at these events from a different perspective, he suddenly discovered a possibility.
Maybe, Galadia's appearance in Manisa Village itself was to establish some kind of connection with me?
The fact that the Archon's daughter and the Moon God's darling would seek out an unknown apprentice knight does seem absurd at first, but the mysterious world itself is made up of many incredible things.
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August 29, 1443, Second Age.
Griffith got up early as usual, put on fine mail over his shorts, and reached out to take down a blue uniform from the hanger.
This dress was just delivered last night. It is very well made and feels as delicate and smooth as silk. The shoulders, cuffs and waistline have been carefully cut and modified. It can maintain a straight appearance without ironing after washing. It is just right. The elasticity won't hinder dancing or fighting at all. The brand-new horn buttons are buttoned down from the left shoulder, and the serious stand-up collar is paired with black boots, which is reminiscent of the uniform of a hussar. The cufflinks of the short coat and the belt that can be used to attach swords on both sides have the coat of arms of the Larmore family in sterling silver, clearly showing the identity of this person.
Such spring and summer uniforms require the purchase of at least two sets. Mr. Ashford, the dean of Earl's Palace, personally supervised the measuring and customization process to ensure that others would not misunderstand the financial situation and dignity of Earl's Palace.
This is just spring and summer clothing. The soft and warm woolen scarves and cloaks for winter school uniforms are made of highland cashmere unique to the Valencia Mountains that separate the kingdom's western and southern borders. Although the school allows students to wear private clothes to attend dances and banquets, such an exquisite uniform is not inferior to attending public events. It is said that some graduates even use the college uniform style for their weddings.
Griffith ran into a slight problem, though. The uniform fit him so well that there was no room to stuff his sidearm.
There is no doubt that sharp blades are not welcome in the magic academy. The uniform designed by the school only leaves room for a wand and a necessary pouch, and the conspicuous sword can only be worn on special occasions.
Griffith thought for a while, and finally inserted two daggers into his boots, and clasped three daggers on his back where the wand should have been.
It was just getting dark, but there was no time for Griffith to go to the restaurant for breakfast today. He picked up his package and walked to the living room.
"Mr. Apprentice Knight, are you ready?"
Sonia's personal maid Anna was already waiting there. She brought a few sandwiches filled with ham, fried eggs and tomatoes, wrapped them in paper and handed them to the apprentice knight.
Griffith immediately noticed the strange looks from the several male servants who were also in the living room. Personal maids don’t have to worry about other people’s daily life!
Before Griffith could react, Anna had already come over, stood on tiptoes to arrange his collar and medal ribbon, and whispered into his ear:
"There are a few things you should remember!
"Miss Sonia's jewelry and cosmetics are in a pink Louis Angelo box with labels on them. After they are delivered to school, they must be checked immediately to ensure that they have not been opened or damaged.
“The book box is a blue leather box, the clothes are packed in two COCO boxes, and the banquet dress must be made separately locally.
"The experimental materials were confiscated by the Countess. The school will say they were lost accidentally, but you have to quietly tell her that I will send the second set of materials via United Express in two days.
"Miss Palulu, that's the owl, its..."
Griffith nodded repeatedly and asked hurriedly: "Can you give me a piece of paper to take notes?"
"No!" The maid pinched Griffith's arm and pushed him toward the corridor. "Take the list and go to the lobby to check your luggage in five minutes."
After a while, Griffith came to the hall. The academy prepared special training armor and weapons for Shutoral, but even so, the luggage that Griffith and Sonia needed to transport were piled high, and the servants from the Earl's Mansion kept coming from upstairs. Bring in new suitcases and supplies.
Those maids and servants who cannot join the school will continue to work in the Earl's Mansion. Anna, as a personal maid, will be arranged to study grammar, arithmetic and etiquette in a church school to ensure that she can serve the Earl's family in the future.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Sonya, accompanied by her brother, came downstairs to say goodbye to the count, countess, and a large number of people who came to see her off. The daughter of the Larmore family wore a slim-fitting light blue dress. The exquisite workmanship outlined her youthful lines. The thin material and exposed shoulders made people worry that she would catch a cold even in summer. The white lightweight high heels make the strings on the slender ankles particularly eye-catching. Her long blond hair hangs casually around her waist, making her look like a girl traveling to the beach.
Griffith stood quietly aside and couldn't help but compare the countess's appearance with Galadia's.
It took another half an hour, but Sonia finally listened to the Countess' instructions and had to get another short shawl that the girl could hardly use because it didn't match the dress. Seeing that the lady was finally satisfied, the Earl and Mr. Nolan immediately put Sonia into the carriage and drove towards the bay as if they had been granted amnesty.
