Chapter 744 595 Chapeuto Holiday (III) (Same as Above)

Telankar followed the smell and moved closer, but he couldn't see what was going on inside. The stall where the smell of meat came from was crowded with waiting Druchi.

"A bunch of five silver Sovereigns, don't hang around if you don't buy it."

Just as he stood on tiptoe to see what was going on inside, a Druchi soldier appeared in front of him and blocked his view coldly. He stopped his movements, glanced at the other party, and finally shook his head helplessly. He had Sovereign, but...not much. His father had always taught him to use money wisely and prioritize upgrading weapons and equipment. The repeating crossbow that saved him more than once was bought by him with his savings.

He clenched the wooden cup in his hand and quietly moved a few steps, looking for another angle from which he could see the stall clearly. He looked up and saw a decorative sign hanging on the top of the stall, painted in bright colors, which was completely different from the area where free food was distributed before. A bunch of colorful meat skewers were painted on the top, and the fat of each piece of meat was carefully drawn. Surrounded by onions, peppers and other vegetables that he knew or had seen for the first time, it looked extremely tempting.

Below the meat skewers is a detailed exploded view?

A sheep is painted in the most conspicuous position, which seems to tell the viewer that the meat comes from the sheep and not other things. The cutting method of the tenderloin and shoulder blades is clear at a glance, and the matching meat fillings, vegetables and spices are also marked next to it, as if this is not a simple decorative sign, but a carefully crafted piece of art. The bright reds, greens and golds are intertwined together, making the food look full of layers and visual impact, making people feel the richness of the gravy through the patterns.

He stared at the decorative sign, smelling the aroma of meat, and struggled in his heart. He knew he should save, after all, five silver Sovereigns was not a small sum, but... this was so delicious! He moved his eyes away from the decorative sign and involuntarily fell on the Druch who had already bought the meat skewers.

The druchis held wooden plates, which contained freshly grilled meat skewers that were pulled off the skewers. The heat was lingering and the aroma was fragrant. The speed of the past has long disappeared. Under the gaze of the soldiers who were speechless and eager to do something, they moved in slow motion, slowly picked up the meat skewers, slowly tore off a piece of meat and put it into their mouths, with a satisfied smile unconsciously showing on the corners of their mouths. , and even closed his eyes to enjoy the deliciousness of this moment. Every time a piece of meat is torn off, the slightly browned edges of the barbecue are even more attractive with a hint of oil.

"The meat skewers are so delicious...hahahaha!"

Some of the Duluqi who had finished eating laughed loudly and placed the wooden plate in the designated place. Some exaggeratedly put the wooden plate in front of their face and licked the remaining vegetables and fat.

He couldn't help but swallow, and stared at the pieces of meat, as if he could feel the deliciousness of the entrance through the air. Just as he was deeply immersed in the temptation brought by the fragrance, a low whisper suddenly came to his ears.

Several Druchi on the side were gathering together to discuss something. They were communicating in low voices, as if they were wondering whether to pool their money to buy a bunch of meat to try. Several Druchi were chattering and counting the number of copper coins, sometimes showing expressions of expectation, sometimes showing expressions of hesitation, and sometimes talking about how to distribute the meat skewers to maximize their own interests.

This kind of temporary partnership is not uncommon on Black Ark, but Telankar is aware of the risks involved. If you are not careful, you may not be able to eat the meat after paying, and it may even lead to a life-and-death fight.

He struggled internally for a moment, finally shook his head, sighed, and forcibly looked away from the meat skewers. No matter how tempting it is, this kind of luxurious dining is ultimately a luxury, and the price is too high. Finally, he took a deep breath, decided to resist the urge, and continued to sip the chicha in his hand. Then he turned around and left, continuing to shuttle among the crowd, looking for his next stop.

"Marselan!"

Telankar sighed softly, his thoughts a little disturbed. As he walked, he was thinking about how to find a place to bet in this rare festival, take a gamble, and seize the opportunity to earn a huge return. If he can seize the opportunity well, it may bring him the first pot of gold and add a guarantee to his future livelihood and equipment.

However, the reality is often not as smooth as he imagined. After walking for such a distance, he did not find any stalls where he could place bets. Instead, he was lured by the aroma all the way.

This street is full of damn gourmet food stalls, specially prepared for the druchi holiday, and full of all kinds of tempting atmosphere. The rich smell of spices, the smoke of barbecue, and the aroma of various sauces mixed in the air, making him feel as if he was full without eating.

In his sight, the first thing he saw was a tower-like barbecue grill. Huge pieces of meat were piled up layer by layer, with a slightly browned shell. The meat juice slowly slid down the edge and dripped into the flames below, making a sound. There is a slight sizzling sound and the aroma is fragrant. Under the watchful eyes of the soldiers, the druchis lined up, waiting for the stall owner to use a sharp knife to cut off pieces of golden roasted meat.

Walking further, he saw a large pot of stewed seafood on a stall. The stall owner was constantly stirring the ingredients in the pot. The shellfish and fish were wrapped in thick sauce and steaming. , with a delicious aroma. Different from other stalls, there was no druchi in front of the stall. Instead, there was a group of strange lizards queuing up there. The lizards kept hissing and chattering while queuing.

He knew why. If Druchi on the Ark was asked to choose, he would definitely choose meat instead of seafood that makes him want to vomit at the sight of it.

On the other side of the stall, there were a bunch of fried meatballs, each of which was fried to a crispy, golden and tempting skin, and there were bowls of different dipping sauces to choose from. The crisp sound of the bite seemed to directly stimulate the taste buds, making him want to taste it.

His eyes were constantly attracted by the food, and his hunger gradually increased. He felt that he had eaten nothing just now. He was originally thinking about finding a place to bet, but the tempting food street in front of him seemed to guide his steps and gradually shook his original intention.

His few rational thoughts kept reminding himself to save money, but these delicacies were too tempting, and the scene in front of him was something he rarely saw in his daily life.

It might be really fragrant, or it might be something else, he didn't know, and he couldn't express it.

His feet that couldn't move made him stop in front of a stall. He sighed. If he could, he really wanted to slap himself. After hesitating again and again, he reached into the Kaitan and fumbled, and finally took out a silver sovereign.

He held the Sovereign tightly in his hand, constantly confirming whether he really wanted to use this hard-earned silver coin for this moment of enjoyment.

On the stall in front of him was a large piece of red food that he couldn't name. The food exuded a sweetness that he couldn't refuse. It looked soft and tough, with a delicate granular texture on the surface, and seemed to gleam with a charming luster in the sun. He couldn't read, so he could only get some information from the conversations around him. Is this a strange nougat? After gritting his teeth, he handed the Sovereign out and started queuing.

When it was his turn, the stall owner held a machete in one hand and a wooden tray in the other. Under his gaze, the stall owner swung the machete and cut along the edge. At this moment, his ears blocked out other sounds around him, leaving only the sound of the machete cutting into the nougat. A moment later, a large piece of candy was cut off and put into the wooden tray. Just when he thought he could take over the wooden tray, another Duruchi next to the stall took over the wooden tray.

He did not shout, because he did not think that Duruchi, who was wearing the same clothes as Duruchi with the machete, was stealing his food. Under his gaze, Duruchi, who took the wooden tray, took out a green fruit that he could not name from the bucket beside him. He saw Duruchi crush the fruit and sprinkle the juice on the food, and then sprinkled all kinds of sauces that seemed to be not sovereign on the food.

After leaving the queue, he could not wait to taste it. In an instant, his taste buds were overwhelmed by the strong impact. First, it was sweet, and the rich and almost overbearing sweetness swept through his mouth. This sweetness hit his soul directly, and it was so sweet that he squinted his eyes.

Then, there was a faint pain, although it was weak, but it was particularly prominent against the background of sweetness, which surprised him a little. Then, it was sour, a refreshing and pungent sourness slid across the tip of the tongue, as if it diluted the sweetness a little, but there was also a trace of bitterness in the sourness, which was so light that it was difficult to detect, but the aftertaste was long.

He stared blankly at the nougat in his hand. The taste impact brought by this small piece of food was far beyond his imagination. The sweet, spicy, sour and bitter intertwined together, as if it was a strange journey of taste, which was both strange and irresistible to him. At this moment, he felt unprecedented satisfaction, but he was also a little overwhelmed. This taste completely broke his conventional cognition of food.

He was ready to continue chewing the nougat in his mouth, but he didn't expect the candy to stick firmly to his palate. He was stunned for a moment, and then began to lick it hard with his tongue, but the candy didn't move at all, as if it was determined to stick to him.

The sweetness and spiciness of the candy spread wantonly in his mouth, bringing waves of unbearable stimulation, and even caused a strong pain. He showed a hideous and painful expression on his face, and couldn't help but take a sip of chicha wine, trying to dilute the sticky feeling, but it had little effect.

He gritted his teeth and chewed hard for a few more times, and finally felt that the candy was loosened a little, but this time it stuck to the lower jawbone and held firmly, bringing an unbearable sourness and stinging pain. He murmured vaguely, wishing he could just take off his mandible and throw it away.

Just as he was struggling, his sight flashed, and he saw a group of female elves dressed differently appearing not far away. The female elves were tall and straight, with a sense of nobility, and their clothes were neat and tidy, as if they came from another world.

He paused. Those female elves were wearing hats, shirts, jackets, exaggerated belts, jeans, and high-top riding boots that he couldn't name accurately. They were completely different from the outfits he saw every day, but they were indescribably beautiful. His eyes subconsciously stayed on the female elves. He knew that some of these female elves were definitely not Duruchi, because they didn't have Duruchi's iconic black hair and black pupils. Asur?

The next second, his eyes were attracted by the female elf in the lead. Under the brim of the hat, the face slowly revealed a shadow, which made him hold his breath instantly. It was a beauty he had never seen before, a kind of beauty that was cold and untainted by the mundane world, with delicate features that were almost unreal, and skin that shone faintly in the sun, as if a faint halo was emanating from the whole body.

His whole body trembled slightly, and he clenched the wooden cup and wooden plate in his hands, trying to cover up his loss of composure. However, the next moment, he saw the other person's eyes exposed under the brim of the hat. They were a pair of deep and calm eyes, like a bottomless abyss, revealing a hint of insight that saw through everything. The other person's eyes fell on him calmly, like condensed sea water, but this tranquility made him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

He had a strange illusion, as if his soul had been completely seen through by the other party. He lost all guard in an instant, even his breathing slowed down, and his heartbeat accelerated but there was no way to hide it. He forced himself to regain his composure and force himself to look away, but he couldn't do it at all. Those calm eyes were like an invisible net, tightly trapping him in it.

His palms began to sweat, and the fingers that clenched the wooden cup and plate turned white from exertion. He felt his heartbeat speed up, as if the wood in his hands was his last connection with reality. However, the other party's eyes were indifferent and indifferent, as if they didn't really see him at all, just a glance. He was just a speck of dust in the line of sight, insignificant and fleeting.

"That piece of candy... did it hit you in your mouth?" At this moment, he heard a chuckle, breaking the tension around him. A female elf asked in a teasing tone while making gestures.

He was slightly stunned, not knowing how to respond, and seemed a little numb.

"Marlene..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the female elf on the side covered her mouth and smiled, and gently pulled the arm of the female elf who was speaking, as if to remind the other party to stop.

The leading female elf also smiled slightly, with the corners of her lips raised slightly. Although the smile was as light as a cloud floating across the sky, there was a hint of coldness in it. Her eyes were still calm, but the appearance of her smile seemed to make her whole person a little more aloof, like distant stars, cold and out of reach.

He shook his head numbly, and was about to look away when he suddenly felt something was wrong. He stopped suddenly and found that the scene around him seemed to be frozen by some kind of force. The Druchis all around him were all still, with their heads lowered, as if they were imprisoned in place by an irresistible force, and even the sound of breathing disappeared. .

"Hurry up and lower your head!" Urgent whispers came from the side, and a Druch next to him looked panicked and warned in a low voice.

Telankar came back to his senses instantly, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly lowered his head, fearing that his eyes would come into contact with the female elf again. The moment he held his breath, the Druchis beside him gradually resumed their actions, as if the moment of stagnation had never happened.

"Do you want to die?" Druchi angrily came up to him, grabbed Telankar's Kaitan collar, and pulled Telankar close. Angry fire flashed in his eyes, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with Telankar's reckless behavior, and he was about to raise his fist to hit Telankar directly in the face. However, when he saw the confused look on Telankar's face, the fist stopped in mid-air and did not fall for a long time.

"They...?" Telankar asked hesitantly, still feeling uneasy in his heart. "The leader is Drusala!" Druch explained in a low voice, with a warning in his tone, "The fiancée of the Witch King's hand!"

Telankar was shocked when he heard this. He didn't know who Drusala was, but he knew who the Hand of the Witch King was. Thinking of the direct gaze that moment just now, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and felt a wave of fear in his heart.

"The people beside her include family members, friends of the Witch King, and some distinguished guests. You almost killed us just now. Now, get out of here before they can react! Immediately!" Druchi He glanced at Telankar coldly, released his grip on Telankar's collar, and added in a low voice.

Telankar nodded numbly, trying his best to hide the shock in his heart. He knew that his gaze just now was a disrespectful offense, and such behavior would have serious consequences in Drukhi society. Fortunately, he did not do anything more rude. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The next second, his eyes couldn't help but light up, his body shook unnaturally, and there was an uneasiness deep in his heart. He knew who they were in Druchi's mouth. After realizing this, he nodded to Druchi who reminded him as a sign of friendship, then lowered his head and walked quickly in the direction from which the female elf came.

He quickly walked through the lively market streets, with sounds coming and going all around. The stalls were not only filled with all kinds of delicacies, but also some strange-shaped dry plants, with matching corn cobs placed next to them. Many druchi gathered together , puffing away smoke, obviously enjoying it. He glanced at it, suppressed his curiosity and continued to move forward.

He passed by a row of stalls filled with bottles of wine. Liquids of various colors shimmered in the sun. Opposite the wine stalls, there were various strange costumes. He even saw the female elves wearing them just now. fancy hat. But at this moment, he had no intention of staying, and had only one thought in his mind: to leave here as soon as possible and go to a place where the crowds were not so dense.

He finally squeezed out of the busy market street and came to a spacious intersection. However, the scene in front of him was not as peaceful as he imagined. On the contrary, the flow of people here was denser, with Druchi and lizards everywhere, crisscrossing each other, and the entire intersection was filled with noise and a strong atmosphere.

Flags of various colors fluttering on street corners, with various symbolic patterns, seem to guide people to gather in a common direction. He looked up and gasped, seeing a huge portrait standing tall on one side of the intersection.

The portrait was of the Witch King Malekith. He was wearing midnight armor in the painting. The dark metal surface exuded a faint luster, as deep and oppressive as the night. His eyes were burning, emitting faint flames, staring at the crowd below, bringing a strong sense of oppression. What was even more eye-catching was his gesture. He stretched out an iron finger and pointed straight ahead, as if staring at the existence of the portrait, and as if silently calling, with irresistible power.

Telankar couldn't help but shudder. He felt that he was being stared at firmly, and his soul was exposed under the majestic gaze of the portrait. He took a deep breath and slowly relaxed. Reason told him that this was just a portrait, and the oppression in front of him was just the majestic aura of the Witch King in the painting.

At the moment when he calmed down, he noticed that Duruchi and the lizardmen gathered and gathered at the other end of the intersection. They seemed to be attracted by the portrait and walked towards the street where the portrait was hung. He couldn't help but become curious. He didn't know what happened over there that prompted so many people to gather there.

"The first round of group battles is about to begin!"

When he heard the shout, his curiosity was instantly ignited. As the crowd moved forward, he gradually merged into the surging trend.

After walking for a while, he saw the spectacular venue. The huge arena was composed of dozens of rings, each of which was arranged at intervals. Temporary tall stands were built around it, and the surroundings were crowded with expectant spectators. But just as the shouts said, it was the first round. There were no traces of fighting on the ring, no countless fierce duels, and no contestants waiting to go on stage.

He continued to move forward and was soon attracted by a huge silver flag, which was full of people. It was obviously a particularly lively place in the venue. He leaned over and found that it was the betting area he had been looking for. There were dozens of windows under the flag. Duruchi and the lizards crowded in front of the windows, handed out their sovereigns and wooden signs, and excitedly shouted to the betting team.

He stood on the periphery and observed for a while, trying to figure out the rules of betting, but he soon realized that the noise and chaos in this area far exceeded his expectations. Various betting rules and betting information came one after another, and everyone's shouts and discussions seemed like a disordered melody, making it difficult for him to discern the logic.

After thinking about it, he decided not to bet for the time being. He knew that it was risky to bet rashly when he first arrived, especially when he did not fully understand the rules of the game. Acting rashly would only bring unnecessary losses. With a little calmness and caution, he turned and left the betting area, and walked towards the stands with the crowd.

In the stands, he found a relatively ordinary position to sit down. The Duruchis in the distance talked about it, and seemed to be full of expectations for the upcoming game. Even though his position had an ordinary view, he could clearly see the movements of each ring. He felt a little excited, and at the same time reminded himself to stay calm and observe a few games before making a decision.

He had just sat down, and suddenly felt the seat next to him being gently pressed. Turning his head, he saw a small lizard sitting down flexibly. Always remembering the rules of provoking the lizardman in any way, he subconsciously moved to the side, trying to distance himself, but the lizard moved closer to him, obviously not minding his slight retreat.

Just as he was a little uneasy and thinking about whether to leave, the lizardman gently tore the burrito in his hand, broke it in half, and then handed half to him, tilting his head and looking at him calmly. He was stunned for a moment, hesitantly looked at the half burrito handed over, raised his hand slightly but did not take it, because he was stunned.

He met the lizard's eyes, those eyes were clear and quiet, with an indescribable gentleness, revealing a look that his father would have when looking at him, frank? Sincere? Without the calculation and coldness of Duruchi, it seemed to be pure kindness.

Under this calm gaze, he felt a little unexpectedly relaxed for a while, as if the spirit lizard did not have any purpose. He finally nodded and reached out to take half of the burrito, but when he was about to touch the burrito, the lizard took the burrito back.

"Idiot, he's exchanging with you."

At this moment, a slightly impatient whisper came from the side.

"Oh...oh..."

He responded awkwardly, and hurriedly clamped the wooden cup between his legs, and quickly reached out to tear the nougat, but the more he was busy, the more messy it became. The originally complete nougat was torn into pieces by him. He had to sort out the pieces as carefully as possible and handed over a stubborn, slightly larger piece of candy that was still stuck to his hand.

The spirit lizard tilted his head, obviously not disgusted with this piece of sticky candy, only curious and eager. After a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out three fingers to lightly grab the nougat, and at the same time handed the roll back to the hot-blooded species.

The lizard and the strange completed the transaction silently in a flash.

Telankar took a bite of the burrito. The crust was soft and crispy, with a strong meaty and spicy flavor. The meaty filling was full of spices. The rich and multi-layered taste instantly made him feel strangely satisfied.

The skin lizard brought the nougat close to his mouth and smelled it, then put the whole piece of candy into his mouth. As a result, the candy immediately stuck to his fangs. He blinked, with surprise in his eyes, obviously not expecting the candy to be so sticky. He tried to lick the candy off with his tongue, but found that the more he licked, the stickier it became. The candy stuck firmly between his teeth and tongue, leaving him in a dilemma.

He grumbled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and tried to get the candy off again, but the candy thread was getting longer and longer. In the end, he could only reach out and carefully pull the candy thread, breaking a little, and sticking it to another finger, which turned into a messy sweet disaster.

After hearing the chuckle from behind, Telankar turned his head and saw the lizard dancing with its teeth and claws. Seeing the lizard fighting with the candy, he couldn't help laughing. At this moment, he knew why he attracted the attention of the group of female elves when he was in the market.

The lizard heard the laughter and glanced at him dissatisfied, and then continued to fight with the candy. And he also looked behind him. At the moment he turned around, he spread his left hand on the top of the wooden cup, and his whole hand blocked the mouth of the cup tightly. I saw a Duruchi sitting not far behind him, laughing, putting something into his mouth, knocking and spitting it out.

But what attracted his attention was not Duruchi's food, but Duruchi's red belt.

At this moment, he suddenly realized something. He remembered that when he was in the shed, the Duruchi who stopped other Duruchi from attacking the lizard also had the same belt as the Duruchi in front of him. In the street in the market, the Duruchi who made him bow his head and let him escape also had a red belt.

"I am the guide, responsible for maintaining order in secret." After noticing Telankar's sight, Duruchi smiled indifferently and said casually.

"I am responsible here. Ah, look, there are guests." The guide spit out the melon seed shells in his mouth, clapped his hands, straightened his robe, stood up, and said casually. After scanning the surroundings, he suddenly turned to Telankar and continued calmly, "I can feel that you have a lot of confusion. Now, there is still some time."

"What are the rules of the game?" Telankar understood in an instant. He knew why the fist just now did not fall, but urged him to leave immediately. But he was not going to entangle these, he asked the most confusing question in his heart.

"I know, but there's not enough time to tell you. You're very cautious and smart. You'll understand after watching one round. By the way, there's a pawnshop on that street over there. I hope you won't go there. Goodbye, and have a good holiday." The guide smiled and shook his head. After that, he turned and walked into the crowd, blending into the bustling audience.

The surrounding stands became more and more lively, and more Duruchi and lizardmen rushed to the stands, waiting for the upcoming game.

Telankar glanced at the lizard beside him and found that the lizard had finally ended the battle with the nougat, with a smug look, obviously winning a huge victory in this sweet contest.

The skin lizard bit off the other half of the burrito without hesitation, eating slowly, and then took off the small cloth bag hanging around his waist and took out a handful of things from it. After noticing the curious eyes of the hot-blooded species, he tilted his head to look over, stretched his claws forward, and signaled the hot-blooded species to take it.

Telankar quickly waved his hand to refuse, indicating that he had nothing to exchange. However, the lizard stubbornly stretched its claws closer, insisting that he accept it. He smiled helplessly, trying to show a friendly expression, and lowered his head slightly to take what the lizard handed over.

He spread out his palm and saw that the lizard handed him a few golden and crispy insects. The oily surface reflected in the sun, exuding a unique fragrance and a slightly greasy smell. He suddenly thought of the insect he saw on the wooden board when he received the food. The insect in his hand was exactly the same. The strange thing was that this smell did not disgust him, but instead had a strange attraction, making him subconsciously want to taste it.

He couldn't help but look up at the lizard, only to see the lizard pick up another fried insect from the bag, put it into his mouth, and began to chew it carefully. The lizard's expression was calm and focused, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his movements were slow and enjoyable. He suddenly doubted his eyes. He seemed to see a hint of satisfaction on the face of the spirit lizard, as if fried insects were the lizard's favorite food.

He looked down at the bugs in his palm, half out of curiosity, half infected by the lizard's enjoyment, and finally mustered up the courage to pick up one of them and gently put it into his mouth. He tried to take a bite, the shell was crispy, with a slight salty fragrance, and it was not as juicy as he imagined, but his mouth was full of oil.

Just as he picked up the wooden cup and took a sip of wine, cheers came from all around, and the contestants entered the venue. (End of this chapter)