At first glance, Jonah did not recognize what the huge object blocking the sunlight at the door was, until the small ball on top of the thick and elastic object opened his mouth and spoke: "What happened here? There are many witnesses.
Tell me, there was a murder here - or rather, a massacre. But all I saw was a few suspicious-looking people sitting in an empty tavern drinking tea. By the way, the tea smells really good."
"It depends on whether you choose a simple conversation or a complex statement, Your Excellency Archon." Elliot bowed slightly on the back of the unicorn to greet the visitor.
"That goes without saying, Brother Eli?" The fat man laughed, "The simpler, the better. It's best that it's so simple that I don't have to explain anything to the newly born widow." With that, he walked into the teahouse and greeted everyone politely.
Nodding, he picked up the teapot on the small folding table, shook it, sighed, raised the teapot high, poured the last drop of moon grass tea into his mouth, wiped his mouth with lingering thoughts, and sat down on the spot, satisfied.
Pat your belly.
Jonah had never seen anyone so fat.
The Archon of Sucasa Canyon wore red bloomers, black leather boots with spurs, and a loose royal blue cloak. Jonah felt that the cloth used in the cloak was enough to make a uniform for everyone in the Pitchfork team. It was a small deformity.
His head was sunk in the neck cavity where fat was overflowing. He wore a white braided straw hat with a pink bow tie on his head.
He sat on the ground like a pile of beef for sale covered with a tarpaulin, and Jonah kept measuring the ratio of his waist to his height with his eyes, guessing how much the visitor weighed. Geometry and mathematics told the astrologer's apprentice that this size was
There is no way a person can support the weight of his body with his legs, unless his bones are as strong as steel, or his body is as light as bread.
"Hey, Brother Toba." The consul's eyes lit up and he waved his round right hand at the head of the house.
"Hi, sister." Toba's eyes also lit up, and the long-lasting confusion caused by the mysterious landlady disappeared, and he waved excitedly.
"Ahem, let me introduce you." The Rose Knight cleared his throat and glanced at Jonah and Sibi, who looked stupid. "This is the supreme consul of Sukasa, an old friend of the Lord Chamberlain, the young and elegant Saint
Noble Boren, protector of the trade routes in the Western Continent, Rose? Miss Rose. Miss Rose, please allow me to introduce Lord Yona, the astrologer; Miss Sibi, the archer."
"Call me Rose." The Archon smiled good-naturedly.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Rose..." Jonah felt that his outlook on life had been constantly subverted in the past two days. But after knowing the gender of the consul, the pink tie on her straw hat did not seem so abrupt - it was obviously a bow tie.
.
"Call me Ross." The consul nodded with a smile.
Xibi poked Yona's waist with his elbow and whispered in his ear: "Do you believe she is a woman?" Long Ji immediately looked over with warning eyes, Xibi stuck out her tongue and did not dare to speak.
"Miss Ross, thank you for your strong cooperation in the previous missions. Miss Sibi rarely participates in high-level missions, so she has no chance to meet you. Your Excellency Jonah has just joined our team. He is from St. Bollen." Elie.
Otto introduced.
"The astrologer of St. Bollen?" Rose Rose opened her eyes wide, and everyone could barely see the surprised look between the layers of fat on her face, "The astrology tower on the red clay plain, I know that place. My family
At Redstone Castle.—was at."
"Yes, Miss Rose. Redstone Castle fell, I'm sorry." Jonah lowered his eyes.
"Call me Rose." said the consul. "The newly crowned Her Majesty Queen Wenger IV, who is also my cousin, retreated from St. Bolen to Bazeral in advance, and is now besieged together with the Bazerar royal family.
In Fortress Mortima. As long as Wenger is there, St. Bollen will be there. Don't worry, young man. The spirit of Red Stone Castle is immortal."
Jonah raised his head and looked at Rose? Rose's ugly face, feeling deeply ashamed of his inner actions that were rude to Miss Consul just now.
"However, the liaison offices of the five major guilds did not move south. They went north to seek refuge in the Ebenezer Republic. It is basically impossible to contact them unless a selfless third-level space magician is found to help." The consul said.
"Thank you for your kindness." Jonah said respectfully.
"Sister! We had a fight with Zhawi's dragoons just now, and someone died. Later, the dragoons left, and the dead people were gone. The tavern was gone, and the proprietress was gone. Everything was gone. That's it.
Son, that, do you understand?" Toba shouted anxiously from the side.
"I don't understand." Ross? Ross moved his huge body and turned his head as much as possible to see Toba's face.
"I don't understand either..." The head of the house bent his thick neck in shame.
"Miss Rose, Zawei's dragoons are looking for their missing companions. Everyone in the tavern is a bargaining chip for the invaders in exchange for information. I am ashamed that I did not save more lives. But after the proprietress of the tavern appeared, everything changed
Yes, I believe this name will make you look relaxed and happy when explaining the incident to the widows." Elliot smiled.
"Of course, a name is enough, brother knight." The consul nodded.
"I think this tavern called 'Chopping Board' is actually the legendary wandering coffee shop 'Black Cat'." Rose Knight pursed his lips, showing a strange expression.
Ross Ross took off his white straw hat, revealing his short blond hair, and opened his mouth wide: "Brother, are you saying that the proprietress of the tavern is the legendary..."
"Mrs. Duran!" Xibi suddenly jumped up, holding her rosy cheeks with both hands, her green eyes widening: "It's Mrs. Duran! I should have thought of it! Oh my god, Mrs. Duran really exists!"
She ran uncontrollably in the empty tavern, howling with unexplained excitement.
Over there, Toba also opened his mouth wide, and the muscular Bazelal farmer moved his hands and feet like a baby, as if he wanted to do something, but didn't know what to do.
Jonah and Long Ji looked at each other in confusion.
"Bazeral's fairy tale." Rose Knight seemed to have anticipated the reaction of the two locals, and explained with a slight smile: "To be precise, it is a bedtime story. The Bazelar people will tell themselves.
Children, there is a wandering cafe called 'Black Cat' in the world, which is randomly opened in every corner of the continent. Only good and obedient children can open its door. The owner of 'Black Cat', Mrs. Duran, will show up in various appearances.
Appear and provide the most delicious pastries and drinks to the good children. If the child recognizes Mrs. Dolan, points to her and calls out Madam's name, the 'black cat' will disappear. Before disappearing, Mrs. Dolan will stay
A pot of hot tea with magical power. After drinking the tea, the child can fly into the sky, cross the clouds, step on the stars, and be a guest in the home of the gods."
Jonah opened his eyes wide.
"What's even more wonderful is," Ross Ross looked at the teapot in his hand with a fascinated expression, and added, "'Black Cat' only allows good children to taste real delicacies and refuses all bad things to happen. If you guys
The landlady I met just now is really Mrs. Duran, so I dare to say that all the bloodshed that happened here does not exist, or will soon cease to exist."
"What?" Toba asked with a stiff tongue.
"Am I flying? When I was drinking tea just now, I felt my body became lighter. Am I flying? Sister Long Ji, do you think I am about to fly into the sky? Oops! Did I shout just now?
"Mrs. Dolan's name? Did you call out Mrs. Dolan's name? Elieli, did you call Mrs. Dolan's name? You did, right?" Sibi hugged the unicorn's leg,
He looked at the Rose Knight expectantly and asked a series of questions at a speed that was too fast to be heard.
"Well, I guess, no," Elliot replied.
With a plop, the woman in green sprawled on the ground and lamented: "What the hell! This is an opportunity that I will never encounter in my life!"
"What?" Toba asked with dull eyes.
Long Ji put her hand on her forehead speechlessly.