Rapid City.
"Lance and the others have been gone for a few days. I don't know if they are safe..." Roland said with some concern.
"There shouldn't be any problem. They are already out of Cardo's reconnaissance range. If they were any farther, I wouldn't be able to come back in a day." Kaslo said helplessly.
"Oh, okay, I hope I'm overthinking it." Roland sighed.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. There will be no problem with so many people following us, unless they encounter a large army of orcs. However, I think the orcs are no longer able to organize a large army to appear in that area." Renault comforted.
"I'm not worried about the orcs, I'm worried about the monsters that are rampant. You know, monsters at night are more terrifying than orcs." Roland shook his head helplessly.
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore! Thinking too much will give me a headache! What should I eat this morning?" Roland stretched.
Suddenly, Roland's expression changed and he said quickly, "If anyone brings me that raw, pickled caviar that makes you vomit your last meal again today, don't blame me for giving you a slap in the face!"
Roland spoke fiercely, but his face couldn't hide the sullen look. It was obvious that Roland was recalling some unpleasant memories. You know, the first time Roland saw this specially made delicacy yesterday morning, he was absolutely astonished! The smell almost made him pass out. This was said to be a delicacy exclusively for the Lagrang nobles... Thinking about it, Roland, who had been holding it in for a long time, vomited! So... the Lagrang nobles liked to eat shit? Roland was shocked. How did this stuff get into their mouths? It turned out that Middle-earth also had a biological weapon comparable to canned herring! If Roland had had more of this raw and pickled caviar during the Battle of Lonely Mountain, he wouldn't have had to let the Torrent Infantry fight to the death. He could have just smeared this "shit" on his body and it would have made the orcs vomit. I guess those filthy orcs couldn't stand the smell...
So Roland really wanted to ask, "Are you really giving this to your king?" But when he saw those sincere faces, he fell silent. It was said that this thing was made with exquisite ingredients! It required the fattest, fertilized white fish roe! It was difficult to make, requiring dozens of fermentation steps, and was rich in nutrients! They'd been working on it since winter, and only just now had the finished product, barely enough to fill a few fist-sized jars! And then they presented it...
"Please spare me..." Roland wanted to burst into tears just thinking about it. This group of Lagrange chefs were the masters of dark cuisine, with that yellow and black color and the soft, mushy texture with a granular feel... and most importantly, it could be pulled into threads!
The chef, dismissed by Roland, assumed the lord had a poor appetite and didn't want to try this nourishing delicacy, so he took it away. He never expected that when Roland planned to have a midnight snack that night... he brought it back to him...
Roland immediately vomited. It's no exaggeration to say that, not even the leftover food was left, his stomach juices were gushing out, and all he vomited was yellow bile. Imagine ordering takeout in the dead of night, unpacking it, and expecting a delicious meal, only to discover a mess of poop inside, a spray-paste version. (The scene is so moving that I won't explain it in detail. If you'd like to experience it, consider buying a can of genuine herring and heating it until it becomes a paste... Believe me, your mother will disown you after you open it.)
Roland then developed a psychological trauma about this thing. On Blue Star, Roland was still skeptical about the power of canned herrings, but now Roland truly believed this fact. It turned out that there really was food that could make people hate it, be feared by ghosts and gods, be invulnerable to all kinds of attacks, drive away all evil, and make all living things feel touched. To be honest, even the yellow dogs raised in Jiliu City wouldn't eat this thing!
"Okay, Your Highness!" Renault said quickly. Obviously, he didn't like the smell of this thing either.
"Oh my God! What kind of amazing chefs are these?" Roland sighed. Ever since his life gradually got back on track, Roland's diet has gradually become weird. This raw pickled caviar is just the one that Roland can't stand the most. There are also some weird dishes that are simply amazing!
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