lerbook #377 - I really don't eat beef
#377 - I really don't eat beef
Nidre Sar's body trembled slightly as he held the greasy pie in his hand.
He didn't understand why this extremely ordinary pie, a staple he wouldn't even bother eating at a banquet, was now filled with an indescribable aroma.
That greasy, meaty fragrance was unlike anything he had ever smelled in his life.
Clutching the pie, Nidre Sar resisted the constant demands of his stomach: "You take a bite."
"Me? This food is for you, how could I randomly eat it?"
"I told you to eat it, just eat it, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
A patch of damp sweat appeared on Domenico's thin vest: "Your Excellency, I don't eat beef, my wife makes it too gamey."
Nidre Sar nodded as if suddenly realizing something, broke off a piece of the pie, and was about to open his mouth when he suddenly lunged towards Domenico.
He moved like lightning, grabbing Domenico's chin.
Domenico's mouth opened wide in pain, and Nidre Sar forcefully shoved the pie into his mouth.
Even though Nidre Sar was still in a weakened state, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse.
His strength as a titled knight was more than enough to suppress Domenico, who had only become a Banner Knight through bribery.
"Swallow it!"
With his chin pinched by Nidre Sar, Domenico's eyes welled up with tears, but he still used his tongue to force the pie down.
Releasing his hand, Nidre Sar waited for ten minutes, but other than Domenico's increasingly dark face, nothing changed.
"Your Excellency, I told you, this meat is too gamey, I don't like it, it's not poisoned." Domenico rubbed his bruised face. "My wife hates me, but not to this extent."
Seeing that Domenico had no reaction and could still speak normally, Nidre Sar's doubts lessened considerably.
The aroma of meat was overwhelming, and he couldn't resist any longer, tearing off large bites.
For some reason, he had never eaten such a delicious meat pie before.
Mutton, was it because he had been starving for too long? Or was the meat really this delicious?
"Your Excellency, what should we do in the future? Have you thought about it?"
With his empty stomach filled, Nidre Sar felt much better and began to explain the plan to Domenico in detail.
"Gather the knights together, some will venture deep into enemy territory to plunder, while others will remain at Copper Fortress…"
"According to the information I've received, both waves of reinforcements from Kasha County have been defeated and are currently hiding in Rapidwater City for refuge…"
"Smallpool City, Smallpool City is even more on high alert, they only, only, um, what's going on?"
Nidre Sar's body swayed unsteadily.
He tried to shake his head, but everything in front of him appeared blurred.
Was it a side effect of the transformation? Or was it just drowsiness after eating?
"Your Excellency Nidre Sar? What's wrong, Your Excellency Nidre Sar?"
In the midst of endless hallucinations and blurred images, Nidre Sar vaguely saw Domenico stand up from the ground and walk towards him step by step.
"Don't come over… I told you not to come over!"
Nidre Sar wanted to stand up, but his whole body wouldn't obey.
He慌乱撑着膝盖, Finally managed to stand up.
Looking up, he blinked, only to find that Domenico's phantom image had disappeared.
Had he left?
Nidre Sar felt that something was wrong.
He tried his best to turn his head, but his body was uncontrollable.
"Thump!"
Nidre Sar's body fell uncontrollably, and a sharp pain shot through his previously numb head.
After the sharp pain, the world in front of him suddenly became clear.
With his cheek pressed against the damp ground crawled over by centipedes, he saw the tilted world and Domenico's riding boots.
I should have worn a helmet before eating the meat pie!
In addition to regretting, Nidre Sar found that he couldn't control his body below the neck at all.
A long iron nail sprinkled with holy water was inserted into his spine, propping between his chest cavities.
Seeing Nidre Sar fall to the ground, Domenico rushed to the side without saying anything.
He held a water bottle, supported himself against the mountain wall, and kept scratching his throat, making bursts of retching sounds.
Nidre Sar lay on the ground, painfully closed his eyes, he should have thought of it, even the Sand Sculpture couldn't recognize him, how could they find him?
It was clearly Domenico and the Kush Knight Group behind him who had found him, and they had specially brought the Sand Sculpture to eliminate his wariness.
What did they want to do?
Seize power?
Or surrender to the Salvation Army?
"When did you poison me, and why are you okay when you ate earlier than me?" Having completely lost the feeling in his limbs, Nidre Sar looked up in despair and roared at Domenico.
Domenico only cared about vomiting frantically and didn't respond to Nidre Sar's words at all.
"Because there was no poison in this pie at all." Old Grandmother walked out from behind the vines with a cane, leaning against the mountain wall, trembling. "What's inside is…"
"Ugh-"
Before Old Grandmother could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Domenico's thunderous vomiting.
The old woman glanced at her eldest grandson with disgust: "Alright, isn't it just a little bit of transcendent knight's meat? Don't be so pretentious."
"You're standing there talking without back pain, ugh!" Domenico retorted while vomiting.
The old lady hit his back with her cane: "During the Ironflow Fortress battle, your great-grandparents and I were besieged by Seth Black Khan for two years.
Do you think I haven't eaten human meat before?"
"Ugh-" Domenico vomited even louder.
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"Get out, go vomit outside."
"Human meat?" Nidre Sar was stunned, but didn't know what it meant. "They, they didn't say we couldn't eat human meat."
The old lady trembled, and the tall guard next to her brought over a small stool for the old lady to sit on.
"Of course you can eat human meat during the transformation period, especially the meat of high-level knights with spice recipes, which is an excellent alchemical tonic.
This is the secret of the Vampire Archdukes, but considering the human warriors within the royal court, they naturally won't talk about it everywhere.
You've been starving for too long, you're too weak to handle the supplement, eating this tonic will cause dizziness and weakness."
Nidre Sar suddenly understood, but he immediately raised his head in horror: "How do you know this kind of secret recipe?"
The old lady looked kindly at the gray-faced Nidre Sar in front of her and didn't answer his question.
Two tall guards stepped forward in time, suppressing Nidre Sar's limbs, and the old lady deftly used her cane to lift Nidre Sar's chin.
Her voice was low, hoarse, and mysterious in the flickering firelight: "I ask you, the sacred artifact of the Soredo clan, has it been found yet?"
…………
After vomiting two or three times and washing his stomach with clean water, Domenico leaned against the mountain wall with a sallow face.
For the next four or five years, he probably wouldn't be able to eat any beef.
After another round of vomiting, he looked up and saw the old grandmother leaning on her cane, looking at him with a disgusted face.
Domenico wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "Old Grandmother, where is Nidre Sar?"
"Here, take it." The old lady covered her nose with a handkerchief and had the guard next to her hand a box to Domenico.
Opening the box with doubt, he almost threw the contents out, it was Nidre Sar's head.
"Tsk, hold it steady, don't break his face."
Domenico said with a wry smile: "Old Grandmother, why did you kill Nidre Sar?"
"I didn't kill him, you killed him." The old lady closed the lid of the box with her cane. "Only if you kill him and hand him over to the Salvation Army will it have meaning."
Domenico looked down at the box and realized, he pondered for a few seconds before saying with a bitter face: "Old Grandmother, the Salvation Army is on the offensive, they might not agree."
"He will agree." Being lifted onto a peach wood sedan chair by several strong men, the old lady comfortably nestled in a silk-covered wicker chair. "This is a win-win, for them and for us… it's better than before anyway."
"Can they trust us?"
"They have to trust us." Tapping the neck of the tall strong man in the front row with her cane, signaling him to start moving.
The old grandmother raised her head and looked at the bright moon in the night sky: "What do Rapidwater City and Kasha County look like now?
Langsdorf County is almost defenseless, only caring about personal gain and not considering the overall situation, he couldn't have gotten to where he is today."