My Summons Are Weird

Andrew was not in a good mood this morning.

After all, his father was not willing to follow his own thoughts.

Father guessed his plan early, calculated the date of his return, and arranged a banquet a few days in advance.

At that time, the children of the unmarried nobles in the royal city will come, and even a few lords who are enfeoffed outside will make the direct line living in the royal city a rare activity.

Since the Turner family provided the venue, Andrew, as the eldest son in the family, could not escape no matter what.

Being able to provide a place for so many young people in the kingdom to socialize and talk, the Turner family as a viscount can be described as a glorious place.

Old Andrew made his investment. The servants and slaves in the family began to decorate the manor before Andrew came back. The ballroom converted from the reception room was even more resplendent.

Not every family can have the opportunity to become the center of conversation in aristocratic circles, but if you encounter such an opportunity, you must try hard to seize it.

But Andrew didn't catch a cold. He really wasn't interested in dancing on the dance floor and admiring the blood-raising beauty under the warm yellow light cast by the chandelier.

He was convinced that he was a functional man.

It takes ten days and a half to return to the camp for the Eastern Border's rescue. Even if he sees the group of ordinary-looking, or even a bit overly "heroic" female knights in the logistics department, he will have a reaction.

But when he returned to the royal city, no matter how beautiful the girl was, he was indifferent.

He wanted to learn magic in peace, and he wanted to pick up magic tools in his study and transform the dolls.

Instead of following a group of masked canaries to play you test me, I test you, everyone regards testing as a fun little game.

After collecting all the silver coins at his disposal, Andrew left the house again without explaining it to the family.

It was noon when he arrived at the mansion that Lu Yu rented, and before Andrew entered the door, he smelled an alluring aroma of meat.

Andrew, who had only eaten a few mouthfuls of bread in the morning, couldn't help swallowing.

After knocking on the door for a long time, the door was opened.

It was not the door that Lu Yu opened. A girl with silver hair and a ponytail appeared in front of Andrew in a white apron.

The girl's complexion is very strange, this kind of light gray with a little brown-red complexion should be a demihuman?

The girl didn't inform, but rather generously planned to bring Andrew into the house, which made Andrew quite dissatisfied.

"As a servant, how can you make decisions on your own? Please report first."

The girl smiled and said, "My master has long known that you are coming, so tell me and let me go."

Andrew's expression darkened slightly, and he followed the other party into the house.

But the more he walked, the more Andrew felt that something was wrong. This direction...is the kitchen?

When he entered the kitchen, Andrew opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

I saw Lu Yu was using a kitchen knife to smash the garlic into pieces and chop it into minced garlic.

I don't know what is being stewed in the pot, and it is exuding an increasingly attractive aroma.

Andrew rarely enters the kitchen, let alone cooking.

At this moment, seeing a nobleman busy among the fire and kitchen utensils, an unreal feeling arises spontaneously.

"Nobles, you can also pretend."

Master's words echoed in his mind again.

Andrew put a cloth bag in his hand on the table, and the sound of metal crashing made Sigrid's eyes light up.

"Your Excellency Lu Yu, there are seventy silver coins here, which are all the property I currently own."

"If you need more, I can ask the servant to bring the remaining copper coins when I get home."

Lu Yu, who was cooking vegetables, was doing the last step, pouring oil on the beef with garlic.

The scalding hot oil is poured on the minced garlic, and the aroma of garlic and meat is stimulated to the greatest extent.

Sigrid wiped her saliva with the back of her hand.

Andrew gritted his teeth reservedly, unwilling to show any flaws in his manners.

Lu Yu sat down with a large plate full of garlic-flavored beef. Seeing that Andrew was still looking straight at him, he suddenly realized.

"Sigrid, give Viscount Andrew the dishes."

After giving the order, he asked, "Your Excellency Viscount, have you eaten? Did you have some?"

Andrew's feet took a step forward, he immediately remembered the purpose of coming here today, and quickly stopped.

"Please check first to see if the amount is satisfactory."

"It's boring." Lu Yu clicked his tongue and asked Sigrid, who brought Andrew's bowls and chopsticks, to count the amount of silver coins on the spot.

Seventy coins, a lot of them, are all brand-new Yas Kingdom standard silver coins, with a high market circulation rate and easy exchange.

Andrew looked at Lu Yu nervously, he was worried that these would not satisfy Lu Yu's appetite.

At this stage, he doesn't want to ask his family for money, but if he opens this hole, he can't be tough on his father.

Seeing that Lu Yu motioned Sigrid to put it away and took out his saber and doll, Andrew's heart was relieved.

Andrew, who had got the things, wanted to leave directly, but at this moment, the words of old Master Drake began to echo again in his mind.

Seeing Lu Yu and his servant sitting at the same table for dinner, this doubt was brought to the greatest extent.

Here, servants are not qualified to eat with the master's family at all.

The excessively abnormal behavior made Andrew more and more believe that what his master said was true.

"He will come up with a map, lie to you, and let you buy it."

But now that he has made the move to go, why is Lu Yu not responding?

Weird.

He deliberately squatted down, as if remembering something, and checked the doll.

So fragrant...

How can it be so fragrant.

As Lu Yu took out a new pot of food from the stew pot, the room was overwhelmed by the scent again.

When Lu Yu and Sigrid used the strange two wooden sticks to eat, they would always hit the rim of the bowl.

Just listening to the "da da" attack, Andrew could imagine the picture of rice entering his mouth.

The sound of chewing became much louder for no reason, and Andrew drooled wildly just listening to the sound.

As if they didn't notice their existence at all, the two discussed food with each other.

"Master, this tomato brisket should be enough for two meals today, right?"

"This time, I specially made some more. I'll buy some good noodles and flour tomorrow. I'll give it to you below."

"Oh, I forgot to put some chili for the beef with garlic. Let's eat it today. It's fragrant enough anyway."

Andrew, who had been squatting on the ground for a long time, had to get up. He took two steps deliberately and forcefully. After realizing that neither Lu Yu nor Sigrid wanted to hold back, he had to put down his things and return to the kitchen.

Seeing Andrew go and return, Lu Yu was stunned for a while.

"The Viscount really wants to eat something."

Andrew is not the kind of person who likes to go around in circles. He simply said straight to the point.

"Your Excellency Lu Yu, are you really a noble?"

"Which country was awarded the title?"

"Can you tell me the level of the title?"

"Do you have any territory?"

"What's special about the land that raised you?"

"You came from afar, how much did you see?"

"Any travel notes?"

"How many countries and how many regions?"

"Is the monster illustrated book written?"

"Where is the drawing?"

"Since it's a magician, what level is it?"

"If there is a specialization pathway, which branch is it, do you mind showing one or two?"

After speaking in one breath, Andrew breathed a long sigh of relief.

Maybe he is not born to play intrigue, and that's why he hates those gorgeous canaries so much.

Their melodious and melodious songs are all false, and they are completely different from him, who hopes to treat people with sincerity.

The question has been thrown, and now Lu Yu is waiting for the answer.

A liar can't make up the answers to so many questions in a short period of time.

Even if he had been prepared, these fabricated answers would leave open loopholes for questioning.

I, Andrew Turner, will unveil the mask of a liar for the people of Wangcheng!

Looking at the righteous words, the confident Andrew stared at him with sharp eyes, Lu Yu's first reaction was not that this kid just got enlightened overnight.

Rather...

"Someone in the back told me to send him to line up with me."

Did Andrew leak the news of his existence?

However, Lu Yu didn't panic. From the beginning, he didn't think that the identity he made up would be smooth enough that no one would question it.

There are many people in this world who eat more rice than you eat. The vision and experience given to them by age is incomparable to Lu Yu, who has just come to this world and is relatively young.

Thinking of everyone as mentally handicapped, and thinking that one identity and a bunch of labels can make it easy to mix and match, then it is irresponsible for oneself.

He is never afraid of being questioned, on the contrary... He welcomes questions.

As long as someone is questioning, and the questioning person is a well-known person, after passing his test, it is equivalent to getting a security pass, and no one will doubt his identity in the future.

Now, Lu Yu only hopes that the person who made Andrew learn to question has a nobler status.

Even if it's not his father, it should be someone with a name and a surname.

Sigrid put down the table and chopsticks under Lu Yu's eyes, and glared at Andrew.

"Are you questioning the identity of my master?"

Andrew chuckled.

"Ms. Sigrid, as a servant, how dare you bump into a person with a title without the permission of your master?"

"Don't you tell me that in your country, servants can bypass their masters?"

"Your Excellency Lu Yu, do you know that in Yas Kingdom, when servants collide with nobles, the master will personally punish them?"

Sigrid froze, she acted according to the script Lu Yu had arranged for her earlier.

Master, is there something wrong with this script?

Or should he be punished to trigger the next stage of dialogue?

Lu Yu slowly picked up a slice of thinly sliced ​​beef and put it in his bowl.

He raised his head and looked at Andrew calmly.

"In my country, it is customary not to talk about so many irrelevant matters during dinner."

"So I try not to get angry when I eat. When I should be angry, I will naturally let my servant say what I should say."

"If you want me to answer, wait until I finish eating."

"If you think I'm procrastinating, you can flip the table."

"If you think I'm running away, you can fight Sigrid first and argue for a while."

"Of course, if you're hungry, you can sit down and eat... By the way, although I said the option of flipping the table, but..."

"In my country, there is a saying that people take food as their heaven. Therefore, when someone else lifts the table while eating, it is an act of tearing their faces."