Galadia announced her decision and left, leaving a restless Griffith thinking nervously. He was excited, nervous, and a little scared.
After his mind went blank for a short time, he quickly calmed down.
According to Sidious, the elves of the Valannoy clan once tried to have Griffith killed during the mission, so as not to cause a scandal due to his closer relationship with Galadia, or to harm their interests. These elves are so powerful that they can even hide it from Count Larmore for a short time and use the official power of Beyeland to plot a conspiracy. In order to achieve their goals, they did not hesitate to offend powerful figures like the Earl, which shows that their will is very determined.
Galadia knows this. However, she still tried to take Griffith to Canaan and put him in front of the tribe.
Today’s topic is undoubtedly a follow-up to the previous topic about knightly competition and laurel crowns. Although Galadia covered her ears and did not dare to continue the conversation that day, after a period of hesitation, she had obviously made up her mind and was preparing something.
Griffith sat on the hospital bed clutching his chest, rationality and sensibility intertwined in his heart.
She is a wonderful encounter in a distant world, a journey companion, a close friend and a classmate who gets along day and night, but not only that. Even if we are on a tiring march or hesitating on the edge of conspiracy, we can't help but think of her, think of her exquisite face, joyful words, intimate touches, soft black hair and pointed ears, and think of her without wanting to say goodbye before leaving. Leaving attachments and tender embraces.
There are indeed countless ways of being inappropriate for each other, the immortal elf and the short-lived human, the noble daughter of a famous family and the ordinary second son of a knight, not to mention the hidden conspiracy and fatal atmosphere detected in the encounter and past. Danger.
The encounter that day was not accidental, and even hiding under the quilt and covering our heads could not change this fact. If you get closer, those lofty gazes and lingering conspiracies will come to you sooner or later. Even the dullest person should understand this.
The meeting that day was probably arranged. Shouldn't the reasonable judgment be to quit early and finish the rest of school at Homemonworth with eyes closed and ears blocked? Or, more safely, go to Pasha to find Erza and Amber, looking for another happy and fulfilling life. This looks good...
No, I refuse! What am I thinking? Griffith shook his head vigorously.
Galadia's character is cheerful and free-spirited, but she is such a smart person~ So far, when she couldn't answer, which time had she not carefully avoided the question?
As the daughter of a consul, doesn't she know what it means to bring a human to the tribe? She just didn't write it lightly on her face, and she didn't tell the answer early.
Galadia has done a lot in places I don't know about. This invitation means that she is determined and ready, just as I am willing to fight shouting her name and dedicating my laurel crown to her. The significance of this needs no elaboration.
Now, it's my time to act.
Griffith raised his head, stared at the distant sky outside the window, and said to the new gods and old gods, and to all those who were watching them:
"Come on, the die is cast."
…
July is coming, the hot summer and the happy summer vacation are here.
Although the exams have ended, the experiments and lectures in some courses will not stop. After the day's potions lessons and experimental work were over, Griffith quickly took two bites of his dinner and slipped out.
He brought with him a little of the edible aromatics Sonia had made. The girl just thought it was a fun experiment in class, but when she heard that this thing could also be eaten, Griffith became interested in it. After class, she asked for this thing and planned to add a little bit to one of her pumpkins to try the effect. .
Summer vacation is coming soon and he will be away from school for a long time. Before that, he had to handle the business of brewing private wine properly, and he couldn't be careless about inventory management.
He quietly walked through the deserted corridor and ran towards an unknown storage room.
Homemonworth is a large and amazing castle with many mysterious and hidden places. As an assistant in the Potions course, he found a well-ventilated and dry hidden storage room facing the sea from many empty houses to make his secret base.
This small storage room was built on the foundation of the city wall in the southeast corner of the castle. The sea breeze can blow in through the small windows. It is hidden and cool. It looks like a secret outpost dug during the war.
Griffith walked very carefully, deliberately turning back from time to time or looking at side roads to see if anyone was following him. Recently, he seemed to be able to feel a line of sight following him, but he had never actually discovered it.
"Bang!"
Griffith pushed open the storage room door and sighed contentedly.
His large pumpkins and wooden barrels were neatly arranged on the sturdy shelves, there were twenty of them. He found opportunities to get this from Kroger and the town of Baltimore, and it took a lot of effort to get it to the scale it is today.
Although his recent mission has made him a lot of money, the quasi-knight's allowances and salary are also generous. However, he spent money like water, and all his savings were used up in the process of upgrading the level of magic spells, repairing equipment, and making potions.
What's more, such a sneaky thing as bootlegging is so addictive! When I think about this illegal and undisciplined activity, I feel so high!
The sweet and intoxicating aroma of wine has filled the air, and the entire cabin is filled with an intoxicating smell. Another batch of moonshine has arrived!
Griffith carefully lifted a lid. The sweet aroma stirs the heartstrings. Life without drinking pumpkin wine must be incomplete!
A room full of moonshine, and soon Griffith would become the Homemworth liquor tycoon. When he reaches second grade and holds the title of noble or military officer, his business will dominate the underground trade in Homemonworth!
"Years later, my son will ask me: 'Dad, did you really fight alongside those great heroes?'
"'No, my children, I rule their joy, and they worship me as their Lord.'"
Ah ha ha ha ha! The more Griffith thought about it, the more proud he became. His throat squirmed, and he couldn't wait to find the crystal cup he had prepared.
Watching the bright red liquid flow into the crystal vessel, shining with holy brilliance in the afterglow of dusk coming through the window. Griffith felt like his heart was drunk, completely immersed in the joy and happiness of harvest.
He gently shook the wine glass and looked at the deep red liquid beads hanging on the wall of the glass. He couldn't help but close his eyes and smell the intoxicating aroma.
At this moment, a pair of cold hands suddenly covered his eyes, and a seductive voice sounded in his ears:
"Waiting for you for such a long time!"
Griffith trembled with fright and dropped the wine glass in his hand. But the hand that covered his eyes was so quick that he caught the falling crystal glass without spilling a drop of wine.
"I can help you even if you don't drink!"
This is Galadia's familiar, jumping and joyful voice. The elf girl put a hand on the trainee knight's shoulder, raised the wine glass gracefully, and took a small sip.
"Hoho! Not bad, well done!" Galadia patted Griffith on the shoulder and shouted to the door, "Come on, come on, it's even more delicious!"
Who's coming? Why "more"? Griffith's face turned pale, and he turned around to see Fiona being the first to rush into his secret base.
Then came Rana. Ophelia also poked her head at the door, then slipped in with Midianmaiya, opened each pumpkin and looked inside.
Finally, Sonia walked into the storeroom with curiosity on her face. She really wanted to go up and see what was in the pumpkin, but she was a little embarrassed.
"This one and this one are ready to drink," Galadia pointed to the two big pumpkins familiarly, "Let the others go."
After hearing this, the robbers who rushed into the storage room immediately put away the other pumpkins and took down the two best ones.
Miss Elf took out Griffith's wine glass as she did in her own living room, poured a little for everyone, and thoughtfully poured half the glass for Griffith, and then raised her glass elegantly: "Please have a taste, everyone." and express their opinions.”
"..."
"Then I won't be polite."
"I'll just drink a little."
"Thank you for hospitality!"
As if in a dream, Griffith watched his friends who had not paid use their own wine glasses to fill their own wine glasses with the private wine that he had painstakingly prepared, and then drank it all in front of him.
"Huh~!"
Everyone who drank the wine exclaimed happily. The cold taste brought by being stored underground is impeccable.
Sonia held the wine glass, and after the sweet red liquid rolled into her delicate red lips, her originally restrained face blossomed, and the beautiful morning sun seemed to rise in the cool storage room, becoming extraordinarily bright.
"It tastes so good!" Sonia stroked her lips in disbelief, "It has a completely different taste from the red wine I've drunk before. Griffith, you are so awesome."
"Yes, really? Hehe." Griffith stared blankly at the girl's blushing smile.
Galadia raised her eyebrows and poured Sonia another glass: "You're welcome, one more glass."
"I'll have another drink too!" Fiona pulled her collar and tied her long skirt around her waist like a girl playing by the stream in the countryside, revealing her long and round legs and tapping Lana with her hands. on his shoulder, "Lana, don't stand there! Have you brought the snacks?"
The burly Lana nodded, took out two roasted golden lamb legs and a knife from the package and said: "It's too depressing to sit here. Let's go to the vineyard outside the city wall. There is no one there now."
…
Griffith and his friends sat in a vineyard pavilion under the city walls at sunset. The wine tastes soft and sweet, and there is an indescribable feeling of comfort and comfort in your mouth when you drink it under the refreshing sea breeze.
There is an irresistible pure taste when you first enter the mouth. After everyone drinks a big pumpkin one cup after another, a long-lasting drunkenness emerges. Ophelia was already drunk and was dancing steppe step on the arms of Midianmeier and Lana. Fiona shook her long hair and pulled at the pillars of the gazebo to light a bonfire.
Galadia served everyone one glass after another like a lady who entertained guests. Griffith sat silently on the side, watching the private wine he had carefully stored disappear quickly. He was a little sad at first, Gradually I started to like this feeling.
Sonia came to Griffith's side holding a wine glass and sat on the bench in the pavilion, leaning slightly against his shoulder. The girl's fair cheeks were already redder than the sunset on the horizon, and there was a wave of autumn water in her somewhat intoxicated eyes.
This was something Griffith had never seen before. The daughter of the Larmore family always has an impeccable and delicate smile, and a hint of boredom and exhaustion can be seen at the banquet. But at this moment, she was just like Fiona a few steps away, with her collar open, her long skirt rolled up and tied around her waist, and she was humming something softly.
This is a song that is extremely familiar but difficult to describe.
"This is a new song I wrote. It's a little strange to say it, but it appears in my mind like 'a beam of light(t)'. When the Frost Festival party this year, I will sing it with Galadia and Fiona. Sing together," Sonia suddenly turned her head, raising her chin and almost leaning on Griffith's shoulder, "Not bad!"
Griffith, who was already a little dizzy, quickly said with a loud tongue: "It's wonderful, it seems to have brought back some memories for me, but it's not true."
"Yes~ It's so far away and unreal, as if we had known each other a long time ago in another world," the girl swayed on the bench, "I'm so happy to be with you all! Griffith, your life was like this before. Of?"
Of course not~ Griffith turned his head and looked at the girl.
In that short moment, Sonia's delicate face and long pale golden hair reminded him of Krista's appearance deep in his memory. The temperaments of the two seemed to overlap briefly.
Sonia looked up at Griffith with her blue eyes, her crystal red lips so close...
"Listen to me! Listen to me!"
Galadia suddenly knocked on the cup, interrupting the confused Griffith.
The elf raised the pumpkin with only half of the wine remaining, and said to everyone seriously: "We can't just drink up Griffith's wine and just forget about it."
The apprentice knight immediately clenched his fists. Yes, you have to pay!
"If we wipe our mouths and leave every time after drinking, it won't be long before the entire storage room is drunk!" Galadia waved her right hand menacingly, "Every time we drink a pumpkin, I need to store another pumpkin’s wine!”
"That's right!" Griffith's friends shouted together, "Let's go pick grapes and let him make new ones!"
…
The good grapes that had just grown in the vineyard were collected, and the bandits, who were staggering when they walked, simply cleaned them.
Lana and Medianmaia found a sparkling stone trough from somewhere and poured the grapes into it.
Before Griffith could ask what they were doing. Several girls had lifted up their skirts, revealing their long white legs.
Sonia's face was flushed. She looked at Griffith's eyes with some embarrassment and quickly lowered her head: "This is my first time, so I'm not very skilled at doing this."
what are you up to! Griffith was shocked.
"I don't know much about the techniques in this area either," Galadia's skirt had already been raised to its extreme height, "Sonia and I can last longer together."
What! So what on earth are you going to do! ?
Fiona's fingers gently slid across her fair legs: "Do you really want so many people to be together? Will it get all over your body?"
What nonsense!
Ophelia pulled up her hanging blond hair: "Be gentle, don't get it on your face and hair."
The four girls held their skirts and walked into the stone trough filled with grapes.
"Ah~ this," Sonia covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Why, it's so deep!"
The crystal-clear and plump fruits were hidden from the girls’ delicate ankles, and red liquid splashed out amidst bursts of slight noises.
"It feels so weird!"
“Weird, but very comfortable!”
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the juice continued to gush out and splashed on the long white legs of the four girls. The red grape juice is like summer fireworks, jumping in bursts of laughter and exclamations.
Griffith, Lana, and Midian Maier, who were all a little drunk just now, all stood aside in silence.
By the time the girls got tired of playing, the grapes in the stone trough had turned into raw materials for fine wine.
Galadia wiped the bright red between her legs and carefully lowered the hem of her skirt: "It's getting late, let's go back first. It will be difficult to wash the school skirt if it gets stained."
"We can't let the professor and the others see it," Sonia thought for a moment, "let's sneak back through the stairs at the back door."
"Then it's up to you!" The girls waved to the silent boys, "We must cherish the fruits of our labor!"
The three Griffiths nodded together and watched the girls walk back with a smile.
When the flowing long hair disappeared around the corner of the city wall, there were only three assault cavalry left beside the summer pavilion who had been drinking heavily all night.
I don't know how long ago I had a drink with my comrades like this. It seemed like an era. However, tonight everyone regained precious memories, reminding them of those familiar and happy days.
Everyone sat quietly, as if everything just now was like a dream, and everyone was still in the dream and didn't want to wake up. Nothing is said to each other.
This is the tacit understanding and true friendship between comrades and close friends.
"I have a question, um~" Lana, still in the mellow intoxication, slowly whispered, "Fiona's part should be able to be separated. After all, the grapes are all one by one."
Midianmaiya shook her wine glass and nodded: "Ophelia stands on the far right."
Griffith looked left and right, stood up vigilantly and walked aside: "Since you are so insistent, then you share a portion of the grapes, and the remaining juice is mine."
The comrades who had returned from the east looked up into the stone trough together. There were traces of the girls' joy, flowing bright red and pieces of pulp soaked in juice.
The refreshing cool breeze blew, and the drunkenness under the pavilion had disappeared, leaving only the shining light and murderous intent of the swords and halberds intersecting.
The cold air is lingering, the momentum is rising, and the wildness is wild.
Lana stood up and took out his dagger from under his cloak: "You should know my attitude."
Midianmaiya threw down his uniform and leaned down like a beast ready to attack.
"Show me your little toothpick!"
