Food Poems

Chapter 91: Blade and Scabbard

The snow was falling heavily, and the territory was covered in silver.

An ice wall about three meters high and wide stands on the north side of the territory, in an arc shape, facing the majestic Jueling Mountains.

On the plain outside the ice wall, there was a row of wooden lances and chevaux de frise.

There were more than a dozen militiamen stationed on the city wall, equipped with chain mail, crossbows and spears. Next to a battlement, two militiamen were talking to each other. When they saw two figures approaching, they immediately fell silent and looked out at the vast snow scene.

Hildreth wore an eagle helmet, metal plate armor, and a bright red robe that fluttered in the wind. She walked with Sora and stepped onto the corridor on the top of the ice wall.

"Every time I see the Ice City, I think of the Winter Wall where the Night Watch Knights are stationed next to the Dragon Snow Mountain."

Sora put his hand on the ice wall, picked up a handful of snow, and said, "I heard that the Great Wall of Winter is more than a hundred meters high and stretches for a thousand miles. It won't melt even in summer. This is nothing compared to the Great Wall."

"That is the Great Wall forged by the Saint Domain's strong men with their essence and blood. This temporary ice wall is naturally incomparable to it."

Hildre looked at the corpse of a wolf outside the city whose head had just been shot through by a crossbow arrow, and said, "However, it is enough to fight against the beast tide."

Sora crossed his arms and said, "There are similar examples of beast tides in the southern continent. Every summer, when the beasts reach the breeding season, they rush to the oasis and fight with humans. Even the most powerful tribes have to temporarily evacuate from the oasis at that time."

"Survival of the fittest," said Hilde. "At the end of the day, all life wants is to survive... that's all."

Sora thought for a moment and asked, "Sir, when will we leave Morningfrost Ridge?"

"Wait until the battle is over."

Hildre looked towards the direction of the Lord's Mansion and said, "Wait until the fighting here subsides, and then rush to the next battlefield."

"I'm afraid you won't be willing to leave when the time comes." Sora smiled.

Hildre was silent, and the scene of the boy handing the music box to her palm on the boat shrouded in dusk appeared in her mind.

She thought of the battlefield filled with broken limbs and the smell of blood in the air. She thought of the back garden with the sound of birds singing, and the young man lying on the ground exhausted, asking her with a smile if he could stay.

Indeed, she had left something with him forever. It was difficult for Hilde to explain her thoughts that were like flying snow. She stretched out her palms to hold the snowflakes, and the corners of her mouth under the helmet rose slightly.

"Even if the sword leaves the scabbard, the scabbard will still be there."

Hildre walked in the vast snow, her fiery red robe fluttering in the wind.

"And the sword is made for fighting. Wait until the fighting here subsides before moving on to the next battlefield."

Sword? Scabbard? I get it!

Sora was shocked and asked, "You and the Baron have reached the final stage?"

Hildreth was furious: "Metaphor, metaphor, don't you understand?"

"Sir Knight, Sir Instructor." A messenger bowed his head and said, "The Lord invites you two to a banquet at the Lord's Mansion."

Sora glanced at Hildreth, coughed dryly, and said:
"I won't bother you any more, Lord Hildreth, come on!"

"What?" Hildreth tilted his head.

"Come on, capture Lord Yezhi!" Sora sent a message.

Hildreth spat lightly, and his back quickly disappeared in the wind and snow.

Lord's Mansion.

In the warm restaurant, a pumpkin head was lying upside down on the table.

The pumpkin head is filled with crystal-clear egg custard, accompanied by shrimp, clams and green beans, exuding heat and fragrance.

Hildre walked into the restaurant and saw the pumpkin head. She was surprised and said:
"Isn't this the head of the Headless Horseman?"

Ye Zhi said: "To be precise, this is the head of the pumpkin monster, and it is temporarily given to Kailya for use."

"And now, I've fitted Kaelya with a new helmet!"

As he spoke, Ye Zhi summoned the Headless Knight, turned his head to look at the Gothic helmet on Kylia's neck, and said proudly:
"This way, it will be hard for her head to fall off again!"

Kelya nodded.

Gululu——

The three of them were silent.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

Kailya picked up the Gothic helmet, put it on her head, and said calmly:
“I’m still a little uncomfortable, but overall I feel good.”

Ye Zhi cleared his throat and said:

"Anyway, as you can see, the pumpkin head can't be wasted, so I made it into a pumpkin cup!" "Ghost Fire Pumpkin Monster Pumpkin Cup: Three stars, a pumpkin cup made with the pumpkin monster's head as the raw material. Every time you scoop a spoonful of ingredients in the pumpkin cup, a cluster of green fire will emerge from the pumpkin's eye sockets."

"After consumption, it permanently improves the effect of releasing illusions (small) and increases affinity for fire elements for a short period of time (medium)"

Gray sat at the dining table, holding her cheek, and sighed:

"You've been thinking about the pumpkin demon's head for a long time, right?"

"Just tell me whether you want to eat it or not." Ye Zhi glared.

"I'll eat it!" Gray said.

Hildre nodded with interest:

"It looks like an interesting dish. I'll give it a try."

Yeats gave the soup spoon and bowl to Hildreth and asked her to scoop the pumpkin herself. The moment her soup spoon touched the pumpkin, a cluster of will-o'-the-wisp fire suddenly appeared in the pumpkin's eye sockets, and the whole pumpkin head trembled slightly as if it was giggling.

This surprising scene made Hildesh's eyes light up slightly.

She scooped up a spoonful of egg custard mixed with shrimp, put it into her mouth, and immediately sighed:
“It has the sweetness of pumpkin and the freshness of eggs and shrimps. It is very delicious.”

Gray's throat rolled, she filled a small bowl of pumpkin soup, closed her eyes and took a sip.

"Uh...huh?"

Gray blinked.

"This smell feels like river shrimps dancing with pumpkin monsters!"

"That scene would give people nightmares..."

Ye Zhi complained, then filled a bowl of pumpkin soup for the familiar crow on the shoulder of the headless knight Kylia.

The crow flapped its wings, flew to the table, lowered its head and pecked at the pumpkin cup, with a gleam in its red eyes.

“Quack! Quack!”

The unpleasant screams echoed in the restaurant.

Ye Zhi covered his ears and only listened to Kailya's telepathic voice, which sounded calmly.

"My familiar sings when he's happy, please don't be surprised... although his singing is really awful."

Ye Zhi: “…”

I also tried the pumpkin cup, it has a sweet taste, and the key is that the fire affinity temporarily enhances this effect, which is very useful for me.

Ye Zhi is lacking fire spells, but his magical talent is questionable, so he wants to use the benefits of food to try to comprehend fire spells.

Arriving at the courtyard, white snow was falling in the vast night. Yeats asked the servants to light an open-air bonfire, and then stared at the bonfire, trying to feel the active fire element.

The bard's spells are always dazzling.

Ye Zhi tried to use the bard's spell as a framework, adding the element of fire, and combined it with the benefits provided by pumpkin dishes, and enlightenment gradually arose in his mind.

Yeats used the "Musical Instrument Brooch of Eadun" as a magic weapon. After many failed attempts towards the bonfire, he suddenly saw the bonfire go out, and then a beam of colorful light rose from it and rushed into the snowy night.

"You have learned a new spell, pyrotechnics!"

"Pyrotechnics: A second-level spell. Turns a ball of fire into fireworks or thick smoke. This spell uses a fire source, which will be extinguished immediately. If it is a large fire source, only part of it will be extinguished. Fireworks form colorful light, and thick smoke has a concealing effect."

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Beams of light bloomed into fireworks in the snowy night sky, illuminating Yeats's upward-looking face.

The sound of metal boots stepping on the snow came from behind. Ye Zhi turned around and saw the red-haired beauty looking up at the fireworks in the night sky, her eyes blankly.

The colorful fireworks illuminated her profile, and her eyes were confused and hazy.

Ye Zhi said, "It's too cold, let's go back."

The snowy night was cold and quiet, and Yeats noticed that Hilde remained silent for a long time.

Looking back, I saw her standing in the snow, her voice revealed a hint of regret:
"What a beautiful spell, but it's too short."

"When Morning Frost Ridge survives the cold wave, I will hold a fireworks event in the territory. The whole town will participate. Then it will not be short." Ye Zhi smiled.

Hildre was startled, looking at the cold and long night, as if he saw a cluster of flames burning at the end of the wilderness, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"I will fight for this."

(End of this chapter)