Blood of Mercury

Because Roland was present, the atmosphere of the dinner could be said to be quite relaxed and pleasant, and there were no surprises.

Even the old dwarf, who was still drunk, just ate with his head down and didn't say a word.

By the way, dinner was pie, broth and some mead. The workmanship is not exquisite, and the seasoning is not too much, but the advantage is that the weight is sufficient. The broth is full of meat.

After all, the mountain people are a people who don’t like meat, and the hunters eat a lot and get hungry quickly. The meat soup in the homes of the mountain people with a little better family should always be simmered on a low fire. If someone gets hungry in the middle of the night, they can go to the kitchen and scoop up a spoonful of broth.

Just like the broth Roland drank before, outside the winter, if a traveler is thirsty, he can go to the mountain people's door and ask for a bowl of broth. Giving guests free broth is also a manifestation of the hospitality of the mountain people.

For mountain people, the word "grain" is basically equivalent to "meat". In Farara in the mountains, there are so many monsters that it is almost a disaster. Sometimes hunters dig deeper traps, and even one trap can catch several prey. In this case, meat is even cheaper than refined flour in Farraro. This is why the baker is particularly popular with little Lim - not that Lim is particularly fond of bread, but because in the eyes of Ferraro's children, fluffy white bread is indeed a luxury.

And compared to things like bread, which don't store well, meat and potatoes are quite good for winter storage. When it's cold enough, an underground storage room is even better than a refrigerator.

However, it is easy to get tired of eating meat alone. Therefore, the Farara people have practiced good cooking skills one by one in their long-term meat-eating career. At least cooking broth is a basic skill that everyone can do. This is also the reason why you can often see mountain people hotels and mountain people taverns in other places. If the mountaineer is the boss, then there will be money left for the cook—even if the inn and tavern are not run by mountaineers, in general, there will be at least one mountaineer among the cooks.

Farraro are natural gourmets. Unlike the Suze people who love spicy food and the Titan people who love sugar, the mountain people prefer to use the heat and herbs in the mountains to develop the taste of the ingredients themselves. Of course, this kind of living custom is also inseparable from the lack of seasoning in Fararu.

Salt is not added to enhance the saltiness. But to enhance the umami; adding sugar is not to accentuate the sweetness, but to make the umami more mellow and not greasy. Combined with the slow-simmering broth, crispy meat, fragrant herb leaves, and potatoes that soak up the soup. This can be said to be quite a pleasant dinner.

After dinner, Roland returned to the room that Contin had prepared for Roland.

Several people were interested and didn't mean to disturb Roland-after all, the priest of Tyre needed to pray when the sun went down. Except for the Kalar atheists. Everyone else can be said to know.

After Roland declared his bishop status before, Contin aside, Horner's attitude has changed obviously.

To describe it simply, it is from friendship to respect; from the attitude towards friends to the attitude towards superiors. It seems that the prestige has increased, but it seems to be a lot of life. Even though Lim said at the dinner table that he "wanted to play with brother Roland", Horner's first reaction was to apologize to Roland. Even if Roland smiled wryly and indicated that it didn't affect anything, she firmly rejected Lim's request.

Roland could understand this reaction.

It was probably that Horner was afraid that little Lim would say something wrong, or make Roland angry because of the naughty peculiarities of children. After all, the identity of the bishop is for an ordinary hunter family. It's really high.

Even Contin is the same golden rank. No one would think that a golden rank archbishop and a golden rank hunter are on the same level. Roland is naturally accustomed to this. Otherwise he wouldn't have wanted to disguise himself as a Druid in the first place.

And Roland had no problem with Mrs. Krumman's overly cautious attitude. Although Roland was suspicious, he was not suspicious enough to become sick. And although Roland doesn't hate children, he likes silence. If you can be alone for a while, it can be considered a good entertainment.

After dinner, the sun had already set in the west, dusk was approaching, and the candles in the house were already lit.

Roland folded his hands, faced the sunset, closed his eyes slightly and began to pray softly.

Of course, the object of his prayer was not Tyre, who died under Roland's hands, but the long-sleeping mentor.

In Roland's slow and melodious prayer. The long-sleeping mentor appeared in the room at some point.

She sat on Roland's bed, maintaining the same posture for thousands of years, with her hands and fingers crossed in front of her face. Looking at Roland who was concentrating on praying with interest, he didn't speak to interrupt Roland's prayer.

Not the same as Thiel's pastor's prayer. Roland's prayers lasted quite a long time. Rather, Roland regarded prayer as a way to relax his mind and body.

After coming to Farns World for more than a month, Roland has basically become accustomed to his identity as a priest.

The lighthearted feeling of praying made Roland comfortable. The process of closely contacting the mentor with the mind is a kind of baptism for Roland's soul.

In a blink of an eye, more than four hours passed. What woke Roland from his prayers was the knock at the door.

Roland slowly opened his eyes. The silver-gray holy fire in his eyes gradually went out.

At the same time as Roland opened his eyes, the mentor disappeared from the room at the same time.

Roland was not in a hurry to open the door. He first changed the candle that was about to burn out, lit it, and then slowly opened the door.

It did not exceed Roland's expectations-

The person at the door was the little boy with gray hair and gray eyes.

Roland looked at him and covered his right eye in pain. Didn't say anything and didn't close the door. He just sat in the main seat silently and turned to look at him.

The little boy walked in obediently. Then close the door and lock it. He walked in front of Roland in the dim candlelight, knelt on the ground without warning, and fell completely on the ground.

Roland's face didn't change at all. Under the dim candlelight, Roland only showed half of his chin, and the upper half of his face was completely hidden in the darkness.

His body leaned slightly to the right, leaning on the armrest, looking down at the little boy with gray hair.

In other words, looking at the rebellious undead serving Ke Lanwo.

"Are you guilty?"

After a long silence~www.wuxiaspot.com~, Roland said indifferently.

The moment he spoke, the little boy trembled suddenly.

"Convicted here."

"Then," Roland's voice was flat, "from now on, your sins are forgiven."

"Yes."

The little boy was not surprised at all, and answered with great piety.

He raised his head and asked in a choked voice. There were tears in his grey eyes. The gray covering the right eye has been cracked, revealing the bright red pupil inside.

Then, his next words completely exceeded Roland's expectations:

"Can I... offer allegiance to you?" (To be continued.)

ps: ...I guess you are hungry now (turns head)

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