blueteamnovel Chapter 39: Narrow shoulders
Chapter 39: Narrow shoulders
That night.
After the serfs finished washing up, they should have had dinner and rested early, but today's dinner was delayed by two whole hours.
But no one complained.
They all held wooden bowls in their hands, their eyes fixed on the large military stew pots, their mouths watering.
According to the work point system set by the lord, tonight should also be rye porridge.
At this moment, these stew pots are simmering with rich fish soup, carrot and beef stew, boiled horse meat, and a mixed vegetable stew with cauliflower and parsnip.
All the stew pots were filled with spices, and the rich aroma filled the air with the bubbling steam.
rich!
This kind of delicacy was something many serfs would never have tasted in their entire lives. The reason they were able to encounter it today was because...
—The lord has grasped the essence of life force!
Yes.
After consuming the food of life for the eighth time, Richard finally entered the ranks of the extraordinary!
According to old tradition, this is a festival worth celebrating, and the territory usually invites circuses and opera dancers to perform and celebrate this great moment together.
To be a bit particular.
They also celebrate this special day as the Festival of Grace, which, along with the Harvest Festival and the Oracle Day, is considered one of the three most important festivals in the territory.
But the current chiffon collar doesn't meet this requirement.
Richard simply ordered all food supplies to be opened up so that everyone could have a good meal. After the meal, everyone could even get a small bite of sweet cake.
The serfs gathered around the stew pot, their faces beaming with joy as they devoured the food inside.
The delicious fish, tender beef and horse meat, and sweet vegetables make every bite unforgettable.
They wolfed it down.
Some can be savored slowly.
This is not only a delicious meal, but also a symbol of the flourishing development of chiffon cakes.
...
On the long table in front of the main tent.
Richard was in a good mood, sipping his wine while sensing the life energy within his body.
It's funny, actually.
His heart pumped not at dinnertime, but at the moment he was teaching Celia to write.
His chest suddenly swelled as if it were exploding, which startled him so much that he almost pushed Celia off his lap, otherwise he would have been incredibly embarrassed.
Fortunately, I can finally sense the existence of life energy.
It's like a warm current, flowing through every part of your body with each heartbeat.
With the support of this energy, his physical abilities were greatly enhanced, and he felt that he could even kick a tree in half with one kick.
If life energy is exhausted, attack power will decrease, but the body's overall defense will still be much stronger than that of an ordinary person.
To give a simple example.
If an ordinary person were to slash with a knife, they could have severed the arm before, but now they can only tear open a gash.
Richard didn't care about the strength of the attack, because he disliked close combat and hated getting covered in blood.
His preferred profession is still magic-based, and he uses his life energy primarily to enhance his body's defenses, prioritizing safety.
...
At the long table, the guards were all smiling, their glasses clinking together. Only Karl frowned slightly, a hint of worry on his face.
He put down his wine glass and said hesitantly:
"grown ups."
"Tonight's meal almost wiped out the entire meat supply. Isn't that a bit wasteful?"
There were some things he didn't say.
That is because chiffon cakes are still in their early stages, and the lord's extravagant spending is simply too wasteful.
Richard heard this.
Can't help but laugh.
"It's not just the meat; there are only a few bottles of wine left on the table, all the cakes have been served, and not a single box of spices is left."
waste?
Putting aside the fact that the meat would get stale if he didn't eat it soon, he also threw away some of the cakes, some of which were almost moldy.
Other territories might distribute moldy cakes, but he wouldn't do something so shameful.
Furthermore.
Why do people work so hard to live? Isn't it because they hope to one day live the life they want or achieve all sorts of inexplicable goals?
The frugal mindset of saving money today to enjoy tomorrow doesn't exist for Richard; what he values is striving for progress while enjoying life every day.
After all, life is short.
Every day you miss out on enjoying yourself is a day you lose out.
He didn't want to regret not having seized the opportunities he had in his life when he was old and frail.
His shoulders were rather narrow, and apart from the chiffon collar and the girl's legs, he couldn't bear much more responsibility.
and.
Today is indeed worth "wasting"!
Richard, his tone filled with pride and joy, smiled slightly at Karl and said:
"Today, not only me, but also Irving and a few others have stepped into the extraordinary realm. How can we not celebrate properly?"
In a word.
This caused the guards to shout excitedly and pound on the table.
After two days of being force-fed life-sustaining food, in addition to him, his bodyguards Owen, Anthony, maid Lina, and Nicole have all entered the ranks of the extraordinary, and even Karl has successfully broken through to the intermediate level of the extraordinary.
These people could be said to have extraordinary potential, while the other guards and maids were not so lucky.
It has been consumed more than ten times.
From now on, the heart will no longer pump; one can only enter the extraordinary realm by consuming large amounts of life-giving food and accumulating enough life energy in the body.
Chiffon cake as it is today.
There are a total of eight beginner-level extraordinary beings and one intermediate-level extraordinary being, resulting in a significant increase in their overall strength.
He couldn't help but be unhappy.
Many subsequent plans can now be put on the agenda without any further constraints.
"I plan to go to Frost City tomorrow to contact the caravans there and resupply some supplies."
The guards were slightly taken aback, and Im even asked directly:
"Sir, we can handle the matter of contacting the caravan; there's no need for you to go personally, is there?"
Richard shook his head and refused outright.
With horses, the time it takes for guard squads to travel to and from Frost City can be shortened to two days and two nights.
But it's still too slow.
He plans to ride the U-Baby himself.
The speed and endurance of the Da Yun were far beyond what packhorses could match; according to his calculations, it would only take a day and a night.
I'll go tomorrow.
I'll be back the day after tomorrow.
It just so happens that it's cabbage harvesting season.
In two days, the portable mine was fully loaded, and I could go mining directly after returning.
Seeing that Carl was about to speak, Richard raised his glass towards him.
"You can't go. You're the only intermediate-level transcendent right now, so you have to protect Chiffon for me."
"Don't worry, I'll bring Im and Lina with me, plus the luck. Unless there's a second Rock Armored Earth Dragon, it'll be hard for them to hurt me."
Seeing that the lord had made a decision, Karl could only sigh helplessly.
Who knew...
Im, who was sitting next to him, suddenly pinched his nose in disgust, turned away abruptly, and spoke with a hint of teasing.
"Captain, could you please not breathe directly into me? Your breath stinks!"
These words were spoken.
A burst of laughter suddenly erupted from the long table!
Even Richard couldn't help but laugh, laughing so hard he almost fell over.
The reason why everyone reacted so strongly was simply because the "price" for Karl to advance to the intermediate level of extraordinary was far too high.
To help him break through as soon as possible, Richard specially gave him the twenty-five silver-star garlic cloves he had harvested that morning, asking him to eat them as his meals.
Carl ate only eight of them before advancing to the next round, but he also suffered a side effect.
The air was thick with the pungent smell of garlic, which could be detected several meters away, making it almost unbearable.
He was teased by everyone.
Karl's face flushed red instantly.
He turned to look at the militia maintaining order, then stared at Richard with a resentful expression.
I want to say something.
He was too embarrassed to speak again, afraid of provoking complaints from those around him. Although he had no evidence, he suspected that the lord was doing it on purpose!