Chapter 270 Snakes that Are Not Snakes

"Player Super Justice ()"

Going up the mountain has already exhausted his physical strength and energy, and the people of Winter don't care so much about etiquette.

Without any greetings, let's go straight to the topic...meaning to start eating.

The sumptuous meal that had been prepared was brought up without any pause... Of course, this sumptuousness was described from the perspective of winter.

Generally speaking, it is somewhat better than the meal Annan ate at the Duke's Mansion, but it is quite limited—

In addition to the six people who followed Annan, there were also the Viscount's son who was about seven or eight years old, and his wife with reddish brown hair and blue eyes. A total of ten people sat at the round table, and they were full.

There are three dishes of vegetables, one boiled, one steamed, and one mixed with shiitake mushrooms. There was also a plate of baked beans, a plate of fried sausages, a plate of steamed sausages stuffed with rice and blood, a bowl of boiled beef with no seasoning, a bowl of spicy steak chopped into small pieces, and a bowl of Stewed lamb in a pot.

The main course is a thick stack of sourdough pancakes—somewhat similar to thicker finger cakes, and can be eaten with cream, jam, or caviar, or wrapped around a steak.

...For the players, this is not a hearty meal.

Mainly because the taste is too bland.

Either steamed, boiled, or stewed. The previous dishes had almost no salt, and the braising lamb had too much salt.

To describe it in the words of a homeless child - this mutton seems to have used a salt gas bomb to concentrate all the salt in the previous dishes into this dish. The salt has been so much that the lamb soup is even a little bitter.

This technique makes the expressions of the players become quite subtle one by one.

Citalopram only took half a circle and didn't eat much. Annan and Zhuoya didn't eat much. As for Zorgen, he didn't eat a single bite at all - he didn't even untie his scarf, and he lived like a Kakashi.

On the one hand, Si Anke was really hungry, and on the other hand, in order to save the owner's face, he reluctantly ate more meat... and the homeless children kept eating sausages and steaks with wine. This sausage and steak are probably the only relatively normal dishes on the table.

Although the steak is still not salty at all, it is somewhat spicy.

- This is no longer a matter of good or bad craftsmanship.

This is definitely wrong.

However, the expressions of the Viscount family were quite normal, and they tasted quite fragrant. The child could even be said to gobble, eating beef without salt and mutton comparable to pickles without changing his face, as if he was performing a strange meat-eating ceremony.

This has even begun to make players wonder if this is because the taste of the Winter People is a bit special...

If it wasn't for Lin Yiyi and Longjing Tea, who had eaten a few meals in the winter, they were very sure on the forum that this was impossible, and they might have believed it.

After eating, the group followed the Viscount to the study.

On the way, the Viscount still did not have any abnormality.

He also enthusiastically introduced the decoration of the mansion to Annan.

"Does it feel completely different from the one in the south, Your Majesty?"

Viscount Dolgoruki said with a smile: "There are still some elf traditions in Wrangel Province that have not been abolished...including the artistic aesthetic style of elves."

His Viscount House was renovated in a unique way.

In any of the cloisters, there is no symmetry on the left and right sides—when the left is a wooden wall with paintings hanging, the right is a marble statue, or a piece of rubble, or a verse engraved. stone wall.

The chandeliers in the room are like playing Sudoku, and the number of chandeliers in different rooms is completely different. The floor is unusually simple, and the ceiling is as transparent as glass... Overall, the entire Viscount Mansion is filled with a strong sense of asymmetry.

"The south is beautiful because of the twin towers. But northerners tend to prefer asymmetry - they can't tolerate something that's too symmetrical unless necessary.

"Like the way you came... when you left the subway station,

It's time to see the houses on both sides of the street. "

"indeed."

Annan nodded in agreement and said, "The houses on both sides of the street have completely different decoration styles. And they are almost all scattered randomly."

It's not even a gap - a complete gap can also be seen as a kind of symmetry.

To use an analogy, it is a novice playing a simulation construction game, and it is like what you think of. The space utilization rate is very low. There are three fire stations in one street alone, and even two are only less than 100 meters apart.

It's a decoration style that can kill obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Or, an overly asymmetrical style can also satisfy obsessive-compulsive disorder? Or maybe it's an obsessive-compulsive disorder in itself...

"This is indeed the style of the elf city."

Annan replied.

He had indeed seen the elf city—from the place where the ghostly elf, Miss Porphys, was.

Of course, Annan left half a sentence.

——The city of elves is quite advanced aesthetic even from a modern point of view.

It was a splendid and beautiful city.

More than 100 meters, the asymmetrical giant building full of post-modern art style dyes more than 20 kinds of creatures into colorful crystals, the walls are covered with translucent luminous decorations, huge arch bridges and tunnels... If you want to describe it, it can probably be summed up as psionic punk.

When seeing that kind of city, the huge impact received——【asymmetry】is the details that require hindsight in order to be "really" aware.

If you want to say what his style of elf city is...

That is "flash".

Too flashy, especially at night. The colorful neon brilliance brought by the curse renders the whole city like a case covered with LEDs, and the light pollution is so serious.

"—That's exactly what I know about the elf city."

Against his will, Annan said so calmly.

"Of course, Your Majesty."

Viscount Dolgoruki said proudly: "The elven tradition we follow is not the only one."

"what else?"

"That's what I'm going to show you now—and the [reason] for my exoneration for the treason I have."

The Viscount said solemnly.

——This is the first time he mentioned his "crime" after seeing Annan.

Hearing this, Annan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zorgen, who had been following behind him, clenched his right hand slightly.

Annan raised his head and looked at the Viscount.

He said slowly: "Since you mentioned this on your own initiative, then I think... there should be something in this room that can convince me."

"Naturally, Your Majesty."

The viscount smiled calmly: "Then a question is... Do you know what the elves worship?"

"--snake."

Annan answered without hesitation.

"Correct answer, but incomplete. The correct way is... [Snake that is not a snake]."

The Viscount put his hand on the doorknob of the study and pushed it slowly.

"Its name, the beast of change—

"That is, [Worm]."