"Baron Badr, would you mind taking me for a walk in your territory?" Roland looked at the vigilant centaurs behind Bader and smiled.
"Of course, Your Highness the King," Badr could only lower his head and said helplessly.
"Relax, don't get excited. We don't have any direct conflict. Being loyal to my king is not a bad thing for you. At least the Tuput tribe, which has suffered heavy losses, needs a strong protection, right?" After feeling the tense atmosphere between the two parties, Renault came to the two of them.
"Please." Badr cast a deep glance at the contiguous army behind them, and had to take a deep breath to make way for them.
"Just follow the Knights of Holy Glory, others stay where they are." Roland waved his hand to stop the army from marching out. If the centaur really had other intentions, the army trapped in the forest would not be able to use it. The rapid infantry blocked by the dense forest cannot form a rapid military formation and can only fight individually. The ultra-long-range projectiles that Battanian shooters are good at will also be interfered by branches, so there is no point in having a large number of knights. That's enough
"Let's go and see the Centaur camp" Roland said with some emotion, it would be good to experience the exotic style.
Led by the centaur, the group walked through the bare forest, stepped over the frozen stream, and crossed the fallen ancient trees. Finally, a large camp appeared in front of Roland and others. Tall wooden houses rise from the ground, and the wide doors are painted with exquisite patterns. This is the totem of the centaurs. The celestial horse with wings on its back. Legend has it that only centaurs, one in a million, can live in the centaur kingdom. Wings awakened under the Pegasus Stone. However, with the passage of time, the former centaur kingdom was long lost in the long river of history, and the Pegasus Stone also disappeared. After that, the Centaur was unable to recover, and was no longer able to rebuild the kingdom. Looking for the Pegasus Stone That's all.
"Celestial Horse" Roland looked at the familiar totem and gently spit out a few characters. His eyes were full of surprise
"Your Highness has seen these totems before" Bader asked quickly.
Roland smiled bitterly. He had never seen a totem before. He had even seen it alive. The most popular follower in the game was the celestial horse, because the centaur can enter into a mount contract with a human. Knights contracted with centaurs can defeat most knights of the same level, let alone these unique celestial horses
"Your Highness, I beg you to tell you what you know. I beg you." With a plop, Badr knelt in front of Roland. Only after leading his tribe for many years did he know the fear of loneliness. Badr had never seen another centaur tribe in the entire northern wasteland. He even thought that he was the last centaur. clan, and now someone can actually recognize the Celestial Horse totem, which means that he has seen them somewhere. In excitement, Bader knelt in front of Roland.
“Get up, it’s okay to tell you.” Roland sighed. Roland, who looked calm on the outside, was actually panicking. He was still thinking about how to round up this lie. After all, he couldn’t tell Bard.He saw these centaurs three thousand years ago, right?
"I found this in the ancient books handed down from my ancestors. I just saw it and thought it was familiar, so I remembered it." Roland twitched the corner of his mouth and tried to pretend. Show a thoughtful look.
"Ah, that's it." Badr's bulging muscles retracted instantly, and his straight spine became rickety. The disappointment in his eyes could not be concealed. He thought he could get news about his fellow clan, but he didn't expect it.
"Your Highness, you haven't had your meal yet." Badr's keen hearing instantly captured the tumbling sounds of Roland and Renault's stomachs.
"Well, I haven't eaten yet," Roland said with a slight blush. After all, after encountering such a mess early in the morning, he even missed the lunch time.
"I Let someone prepare food," Badr said hurriedly. Although he didn't like humans very much, he was temporarily loyal to him after all, not to mention that the prairie elf king Verwei next to him also had to give some face.
After a while, some food that was not exquisite but full of portions was brought up, including roasted hare dripping with fat, a thick soup made of cabbage stewed with dried venison, and rough coarse wheat bread. Some shriveled wild fruits, and even a roasted red wild boar cub.
"Please use it slowly." In the spacious wooden house, Badr knelt on all fours in front of a table covered with thick fur and stretched out his hand to invite four people to eat.
"Hahaha, I'm not welcome." The smell of burnt fragrance rushed to Roland's nostrils, and the fragrant roast suckling pig couldn't help but make Roland move his index finger. Even in the rapid city, he also It is difficult to enjoy this kind of delicious food. After all, the main source of meat in Rapid City facing the Rapid River is fish, and it is dangerous for ordinary people to go into the forest to hunt. It is too wasteful to send professionals to hunt, so the fresh red meat in Rapid City is Reserves have been running low.
The stone knife "clicked" effortlessly cut through the crispy skin of the suckling pig. The tender and juicy suckling pig immediately leaked grease from the crack. Roland moved his index finger three times. After dividing by two, cut off a piece and put it on your plate.
"It's not fragrant." Roland couldn't help but admired it. As expected of the nomadic people and horses, their meat-making skills are superb and fat but not greasy. The meat is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
"Hahaha, if your Highness likes it, this is a suckling pig marinated with the special seasonings of humans," Badr said pretending to be mysterious.
"Yeah" Roland took a bite of the pork that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside and chewed it carefully. Sure enough, a faint apple aroma lingered in Roland's mouth. As the chewing time increased, the fruity aroma became stronger.
"The fruity fragrance of Xiang is really amazing" Roland praised.
“Hahaha, this is the Golden Flower Apple Jam brewed by Centaur. It is brewed from the finest magic plant Golden Flower Apple. One fruit tree can only brew one vat, and only the top thin layer can be really used. There is only one bottle of that layer of golden sauce." As he spoke, Badr made a circle with his hand that was less than half a fist.
"Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect centaurs to have the talent of chefs." Roland almost gave up after taking a sip of the thick soup.Tongue swallows.
“Delicious”
“Not bad”
Even Castro and Renault were full of praises. This simple soup can rival Habib. The craftsmanship of the Hobbit is perfect. The soup is as white as milk and full of rich aroma. It tastes mellow, fresh and mellow after entering. It must be said that the cooking skills of the Centaur should also be full of it. The bread is torn into pieces and soaked in rich flavor. The soup, wheat aroma and strong aroma are mixed together, and you will be sublimated instantly after entering the mouth.
"Come here, let's serve the wine," Badr, who got excited about the conversation, slapped the table and said to the door. Please remember to collect it. The website is the latest and fastest without anti-theft. To find books and add books for free, you can join the qq group 952868558