The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 45: The Angry Chef (Part 1)
Toba thinks today is a good day.
He is afraid of fighting and likes to fight. He is afraid of the authority of the noble master, but when facing a powerful enemy, his muscles will tell him that only the moment when a big fist hits someone's face is the only truth in the universe.
There are usually three kinds of people in the world: nobles, commoners, and slaves; but there are only two types on the battlefield, the strong and the weak. This simple dichotomy allows Bazelal farmers to not care about their attitudes and respects, etc. The complex language makes fighting a simple and simple manual labor like growing mushrooms in a greenhouse, which makes Toba feel extremely comfortable.
Apparently Jonah has a different opinion. ——The battle is too horrible, as Jona thought about shrinking behind Long Ji.
The fight between the dragon knight and the skeletons has lasted for eight minutes. Although Qiaopu suffered a slight injury, his exquisite swordsmanship and advanced enchanting weapons gave him the upper hand, and Long Ji’s operations could not keep up with his attacking rhythm. Several purple threads were cut one after another; the eastern woman suddenly bit her tongue, sprayed blood on the purple gemstone, and launched the "skeleton dance."
The skeleton straightened its neck, and the purple fire in the dark eye sockets suddenly became vigorous. It twitched all over, the joints made a clicking sound, and suddenly he waved the bone sword, cutting off all the purple threads hanging on the top of the head.
With a sound of "dingdong", the dagger inlaid with gems fell to the ground, Long Ji sighed pale, her hands dropped, and blood was leaking from the wound on the palm of her hand.
The skeleton broke away from the control of the summoner, landed on the ground, and performed a weird, inexplicable and gorgeous dance. In the tavern where the fireworks linger in the light and dark, the shiny skeleton revolves gracefully, it puts its arms around the invisible dancing partner, and its heels hit the ground to beat.
"What's up?" Qiaopu looked a little distressed and held his sword on guard.
"You..."
He swallowed the second half of the sentence, and the shadow of the skeleton covered the entire tavern. It rotated, jumped, spread its arms, staggered, moved slowly, retreated at a high speed, changed thousands of dance steps, changed from solo to countless In the dance of clear shadows, Jonah heard the sound of the wind blowing through the crevices of the skeletons, and the screaming and screaming sounded like dancing accompaniment. The purple fire in the eye sockets of the skeletons turned into flying fireflies flying in the sky.
"It's beautiful," Sibi said.
Are there any problems with your eyes? That is a bone, a dancing skeleton! Does no one feel scary? Jonah said loudly in his heart.
Qiaopu shielded his eyes, and the bone blades of the skeleton attacked from front, back, up, and down all angles, slashing on the enchanted scales and making a dense, ear-piercing scratching sound.
The dragon knight yelled, strode out his sword with both hands, and cut out a burning rainbow in the air. The skeleton appeared behind him with a rotating body, gently hugging the dragon knight’s neck like a dancing partner, and the bone sword gently Across Qiaopu's throat. When Qiao popularized his head, he blocked the attack with the jaws of the helmet. The bone blade crackled and smashed the protective layer of "tough" magic, cutting long and deep scars on the dark gold helmet.
"Enough playing!" Qiaopu roared angrily, quickly stepped back away from the skeleton's attack range and leaned against the wall, took off his helmet, and blew a loud whistle. Almost at the same time, there was a terrifying and savage roar from somewhere outside the pub. The threatening roar of the beast made Jona and Sibi feel cold in their palms. The two looked at each other: "It's a golden dragon. .!"
"...I think my spine is trembling. Including the tail spine."
How ferocious is a living golden dragon? No one has ever seen it. Compared with the land-traveling dragoons that can be seen everywhere in the Western Continent, the elite golden land-traveling dragon knights only exist in terrifying legends. Papa downplayed and cooked the two golden dragon knights, making Jona underestimate their strength. Now, the dragon just roared the whole spirit of the astrologer apprentice.
The skeleton seemed to sense the sound, stopped dancing, turned his head slightly, opened his jaw, and his hollow mouth let out a silent roar. Qiaopu grinned at the pale skeleton and gestured to predict victory.
"Stop it all," a woman's voice said.
No one has discovered when she appeared between the dragon knight and the summoned creature. This woman has entered a twilight age with silver hair, but her wrinkled face is embedded with two bright, youthful and energetic faces. Eye. She wears an apron, pulls her hair, and wears sleeves, like an ordinary neighbor next door who just finished housework and walked from the kitchen to the living room to drink a cup of tea, but from the moment she appeared, everyone's eyes were fixed by her. Pulled firmly, like an iron block attracted by a magnet.
"Stop it all, I said. I'm so tired of this, it always happens like this. Time and time again." The old woman shook her head, no joy or sorrow could be seen from her face, "Who are you?" she asked Joe general.
The dragon knight was on guard, but he still put down his sword and answered politely: "I am the Golden Hammer Cavalry Guardsman Joop Nordan, madam."
"Where are they?" The old woman pointed to the soldier in black next to her.
"The trainee knights Carter and Bizier of the Golden Hammer Knights, madam. In addition, the cavalry named Dana and Edgar who died at the door just now." Qiaopu looked at Toba and Yekong. Destroyed dragoon corpse.
"Where are you?" The grandmother pointed to the three Jonahs.
"The astrologer apprentice d? Jonah II, and my companion, the sorcerer Long Ji from the East, and the archer of Bazelal, Sibi, madam." Jonah answered honestly.
"Left-wing People's Liberation Army." Qiaopu added.
"No, we are the tenants of Cherry Du." Jonah corrected it immediately.
"What?" The dragon knight's eyes widened.
"I see." The young grandmother rubbed her hands, and some of the dried flour fell.
"I didn't hear it in the kitchen just now, otherwise you bad boys won't have the chance to mess up everything. You always do this, which is causing me trouble."
"Excuse me..." Qiaopu asked, and his words were immediately interrupted.
"Bad boys, I will ask everyone a question now. I must answer it with my heart. If the answer is correct, I can forgive your naughty." The old lady scanned the surroundings and said, "Start with the young officer."
"Qiaopu, have you tasted my apple pie seriously?" the old woman asked.
"The apple pie of the proprietress? Oh of course...very delicious. I am religious to food, and I can swear to bread and butter." Qiaopu raised his right hand.
"Jonah, have you tasted my apple pie seriously?" the old woman asked.
Jonah quickly recalled the apple pie he had just eaten, vaguely remembering the sweetness of the filling on the tip of his tongue and the crispness of the crust, "Yes, ma'am. I ate it all." Jonah replied calmly.
"Little grasshopper, have you tasted my apple pie seriously?" the old lady asked.
"Yes, grandma! I also tasted the steak and sparkling ale seriously. I must say, the wine is not bad, the steak is too old, and the amount of pepper in the sauce is too little." Sibi replied, "--and, It's a bit cold," she added. After a while, she opened her eyes wide and scared and said: "How do you know this nickname?"
"Long Ji, have you tasted my apple pie seriously?" the old woman asked.
"...I'm sorry, I don't care much about the taste of the food." The Eastern woman slowly stood up and thrust the dagger back to her waist.
"You fools." The old woman beat her waist in annoyance, "I am the only cook here. In addition to the apple pie, there are also the boss’s steak, the boss’s mashed potatoes, the boss’s homemade ale, and the boss’s apple pie. I don’t care if you eat my apple pie seriously. You will know how difficult it is to meet the requirements of naughty children. My name is the waiter. Ms. Ying launched a sign in order to reduce your complaints about other foods. Now, let me get out and no more fights."
Several people looked at the lady boss standing in the middle of the tavern in confusion. The lady boss seemed to be unable to see the bleeding body, the moaning wounded, the burning tables and chairs, and the broken floor, and wanted to push them out the door.
"Where did this thing come from?" She looked up at the tall skeleton and frowned.
"I..." Before Long Ji had time to explain, the lady boss stretched her arms and snapped her fingers in front of the skull's nostrils: "Go home, ugly big man."
Long Ji exclaimed, the upright skeleton suddenly collapsed, Long Ji stretched out her hand to help, the fallen skeleton seemed to make a gesture of hug, and then slammed to the ground, turning into a purple powder, immediately Be blown away by the wind.
"Also let your little pet go further." The proprietress said to the dragon knight, Qiaopu was stunned.
"By the way, I have to clean it up. Are you two going to be lazy until dark?" she yelled deep into the tavern.
"I see, madam..." The bar waiter, Biller, with a distressed look, got up from the ruins of the burning bar, patted the dust on his chest, beside his second button, he still carried The sword hole pierced by Qiaopu.
"Jofanie, get up, you have also been found." He frowned and said. Below a few corpses nearby, the head of the red-haired waitress came out, "This is over? It's really boring."
Qiaopu, Jonah, and Sibi’s jaws clicked at the same time because they opened their mouths too wide.
"You, you, you are not dead? Those people..." Sibi stammered at them, pointed at the corpse, pointed at the corpse, and pointed at them.
"These people are really dead. They are tough." Jofanie answered with an unknown ear on her head, grinning.
"You fools, I said." The lady boss complained, "The world is big, there are so many things you don't understand. Don't make a fuss, get out, I have to clean the room. Oh, I hope to retreat When renting, the landlord should not be faulty about the holes in the floor."
"Well, madam... the landlord seems to be here." Jofanie pointed timidly at the pile of corpses she was hiding in.
"Perfect! Then let's clean up and run overnight." The lady boss rubbed her hands, picking up a broom from nowhere.
"Why are you still not leaving?" She glared at the four people who were obstructive. "Take these walkable ones." Pointing to the wounded and the cowards who didn't participate in the battle. They all finished their work obediently.
When Jonah and Qiaope walked out of the tavern side by side, both of them felt dizzy, and there was always something wrong.
"Hello, Qiaopu." The dragon knight stretched out his hand.
"Hello, Jonah." The astrologer apprentice shook hands with him blankly.
"I was impressed by the two outrageous attacks just now." Qiaopu smiled.
"No, I'm just an apprentice. I can't do anything well." Jonah was discouraged.
"Anyone came from the years of that ‘unseeded bastard’." Qiaopu sighed.