The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

Today is the day when the village was liberated from the persecution of the four-winged fire dragon.

In the afternoon, Charles arranged for Nesario to rest in the rented house and went to the old village chief to inquire. He learned that the lord of the village lived in the town to the northeast, and the distance was about 30 kilometers.

So Charles rode his motorcycle to get back in the evening, relying on money and storage rings to buy a lot of lamb, haggis, seasonings and a lot of wine.

The villagers came to help at the call of the old village chief after Charles bought the mutton.

Several stoves were set up in the middle of the small square, the jumping flames licked the bottom of the big iron pot, and the fragrant smell emanated from the pot.

Around the square were a circle of tables and chairs that the villagers had brought out from their homes, and the villagers who were waiting for the braised haggis to cook looked at the main seat from time to time.

Although everyone saw Nezario with a pair of sharp horns on his head in the daytime, Nesario who changed back to the prototype and the long wound on her body still attracted everyone's attention.

In order to prevent the villagers from misunderstanding the giant dragon because of the four-winged fire dragon, Nezario personally went off the stage and explained it to the villagers.

Under the dragon's might, the villagers learned that the four-winged fire dragon is different from the giant dragon.

Children who eat meat are happy, and a little girl carefully ran behind Nesario, who had completely restrained the dragon's might, and tied a bow at the end of the dragon's tail with a bright red cloth strip.

Nezario pretended not to know, and was watching with interest as Charles directed the villagers to get food for her.

Under the command of Charles, several villagers cut pieces of mutton into thin slices as much as possible. Charles did not expect the skills of these villagers to be comparable to those of the mutton slicer, just try his best.

When the mutton slices were cut a lot, Charles had the mutton slices poured into the boiling soup pot.

The soup base in the soup pot is simple, which is lamb bones and ginger.

In the Northland, **** is mainly used as a medicine and a drink to warm the body in winter. Charles scraped more than half of the **** from the herbal shop in the nearby town this time.

The mutton slices were picked up as soon as they were cooked in the pot, and the mutton was fished with a colander made by Charles with a water ladle.

It's a pity that tonight's sauce was a bit poor. Many of the seasonings Charles used in his previous life could not be bought here, so he used parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme as he did in the country. Anyway, the people here and the dragon I'm used to these.

Looking at the large plate of fragrant mutton in front of him, Nessario said to Charles: "The last time I ate this was the night when we captured Artoria. If I hadn't arrived in time, the one named Nordahl Just broke through the ambush and rescued Arturia."

Charles sat down next to Neshario and said, "The descendant of Nordahl is also here, and this Deborah is one of his companions. He went to find the fire magic flower and fire magic crystal. I'll be back in two days."

When Charles and the others came back, Donna had already fed Deborah the blood of the four-winged fire dragon, and it didn't take long for Deborah to wake up.

Deborah's body was still a little weak now. She sat on the other side of Charles and nodded to Nessario when she heard Charles mention herself.

Nessario stared at Deborah for a while, and said, "Is the fire magic flower, this little girl is good for eating."

"Oh?" Charles asked curiously. "What good?"

Deborah also looked at Nezario expectantly.

Nesario ate the mutton slices and said, "This little girl is friendly to the fire element. Wash the fire magic flower and bake it to sterilize it. After eating it, it can improve her affinity for the fire element."

"That's good," said Charles, "or I'll get some to try."

"You don't have to." Nesario shook his head. "Taking these treasures is to embroider on silk. No matter how many flowers you embroider on a piece of linen, it's still linen. Don't waste good things."

Charles pouted, he knew that he didn't want to see the fire element, he only loved the wind element and the water element, so don't waste good things.

He asked Neshario, "Then what should I eat?"

Nezario didn't even look at him, and said while eating, "You drink the northwest wind, and it's enough to drink more hot water."

Charles decided to ignore Nessario and buried himself in his mutton stew.

At this time, the braised lamb haggis and lamb bone soup in other pots were also ready, and the villagers happily took their pots and bowls and led their share.

Not long after, a barrel of ale was opened, and the aroma of the wine and meat suddenly spread out in the small square.

When Donna was holding a barrel of wine, she sat alone and filled herself with wine, and the heroic eyes saw the surrounding villagers stay far away from her.

Charles touched Deborah beside him with his arm, then pointed at Donna and said to her, "Don't become an adult like her when you grow up."

Donna gave Charles a stern look when she heard it, and continued to drink herself. What happened in the past two days has really stimulated her a bit, and now she can only use wine to drown her sorrows.

Deborah looked at Donna in surprise. She knew that Donna was the artifact spirit of Thunder Blade, but she didn't know that artifact spirits could eat, drink and dry like humans.

In the middle of the night, the villagers who were full of food and drink finally left, and everyone went back to their homes.

Charles checked Deborah's pulse. After eating a lot of mutton slices and drinking enough lamb bone soup, Deborah's complexion is much better than when she just woke up, and her pulse is not so weak, but she is still a little tired. , Charles told her to go back to the bed and sleep until she woke up naturally.

Charles and Nessario also live here, but they live on the second floor. The landlord almost filled the first and second floors with beds in order to accommodate the caravan.

Fortunately, Charles was well prepared, and after giving Nesario a quilt, he still had his share.

He found an empty bed and sat down, took out the bucket of water he had just filled from the storage ring, threw a small fireball to heat it, and wiped himself with hot water.

What happened today is too bad for him, and now he needs to sleep until he wakes up naturally.

The shrunken Nezario fluttered her wings and flew in from the window, bringing a smell of wine as soon as she entered.

She took a human form and stretched.

Charles looked at her with a black line and said, "Why don't you wear clothes?"

Nesario yawned ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said, "It's too troublesome to put on clothes, and I'm too lazy to wear them when I sleep."

Then she looked at Charles and asked, "Why, do you have ideas about this body of mine?"

Charles replied in surprise: "Your injury has healed a lot?"

"It's going to be good after you've eaten." Nessario sat beside Charles' bed and tugged at the quilt, "Would you like to join us?"

Charles hurriedly shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm afraid you'll be hungry and bite me in the middle of the night."

Nesario stretched out his finger and poked Charles' face, and said, "Don't you men like this kind of body."

Charles said helplessly: "Like is like, but letting you in my bed is another matter."

"Boring little guy." Nessario pinched Charles' nose, "I was thinking of letting you sleep with me for a night in order to repay you."

Charles was completely speechless.