Chapter 365 Lively Wedding Banquet
After the coming-of-age ceremony, the next thing is to eat, drink and celebrate happily.
The entire Fortress of Eba was filled with joy. Thousands of banquet tables were set up in the temple, stretching from the inside of the temple all the way to the square outside the gate. Anyone who had made contributions had a seat.
The five fairies were the protagonists today, so they naturally sat inside the hall, close to the Elf King's seat. The other members of the Light Team were also arranged nearby because of the fairies' influence.
After the ceremony, I can finally drink to my heart's content.
Shu Li rubbed his hands, happily picked up the wine bottle on the table, and poured dark purple wine into the glass.
Since the Light Camp began its counterattack, the Fortress of Eba has been moving northward along with the Great Wall. The plantations and farms remained in place and were managed by professionals sent from the four major cities. After the harvest, the crops were sent to the Fortress of Eba to provide supplies for the magicians and swordsmen fighting on the front line.
In the first half of the year, the plantation harvested one hundred baskets of large, red grapes, half of which were used to make wine. Upon learning that the fairies were going to hold their coming-of-age ceremony today, the plantation sent the wine to Fortress Eba ten days in advance for consumption at the banquet.
Shu Li smelled the mellow fruity aroma, her nose twitching constantly. She picked up the cup, took a small sip, and immediately opened her eyes wide in surprise.
The taste is mellow and smooth like silk, sweet but not greasy, sour but not astringent, and the taste buds are intertwined, which makes people feel happy both physically and mentally.
This wine is very good.
After Shu Li tasted it, he took another sip.
"Good wine!" Dizio put down the empty glass happily.
He was impatient and was the first to pour the wine and taste it. He drank it in one gulp like a cow chewing a peony, and the cup was empty in an instant.
"Burp~" He burped.
"Be careful if you get drunk." Chris shook the glass in his hand and said to him with a smile, "It's very uncomfortable to be drunk! You will feel dizzy, want to vomit, and act crazy. For example, you may do a striptease in public, hug others and kiss them wildly, etc."
Dizio stared. "Really?"
In the past, in the Fairy Forest or the Elf Kingdom, when there were banquets, adult elves and fairies would drink, but they did not perform striptease or kiss others. Everyone was polite and elegant.
During regular gatherings, the goblins would occasionally take a few sips, but they never got drunk.
Angel and Budno held their wine glasses, wanting to drink but not daring to, and looked at Chris suspiciously.
"Of course it's true!" Chris said, "Adult fairies wouldn't get drunk and crazy in front of their cubs, but in private..."
He raised an eyebrow with an expression that said you know what I mean.
Eumis bent her elbow and pushed Chris's waist hard. "Don't scare the kid!"
Although the fairy has grown up, his personality is relatively simple and in his eyes, he is no different from a child.
Chris is over two hundred years old, but he still can't change his bad habit of playing pranks. Didn't he notice that the Elf King looked at him sharply after he finished speaking?
"Uh..." Chris's handsome face twisted. Enduring the pain in his waist, he laughed awkwardly twice and changed the subject, "I was just kidding. Don't take it seriously. We have strong constitutions and won't get drunk easily. Feel free to drink!"
"Chris!"
The three goblins gnashed their teeth in anger.
Why don't they learn their lesson? They always fall for Chris's tricks!
Others covered their faces with their hands, looking as if they couldn't bear to watch.
Shu Li shook his head, drank the remaining wine in the glass, and sighed with satisfaction.
It tastes so good!
You have to take Chris's words with a grain of salt. Fairies have good physiques and don't get drunk easily?
This doesn't apply to him.
He was drunk before.
Of course, he didn't get drunk, but just had a good sleep.
Today is my coming-of-age ceremony, and there's delicious wine, so it should be okay to have a few more glasses.
After pouring himself another glass of wine, Shu Li raised the cup and toasted the Elf King. "King, I toast you! Thank you for your love and cultivation."
The Elf King raised his wine glass and smiled gently.
Shu Li looked at his smile, was in a trance for a moment, and lowered her head to drink as if to cover it up.
As we grow up, our bodies are fully developed and certain functions are awakened. When we face the person we like, we really can't resist the teasing.
A smile, a look, made his heart flutter.
It’s so annoying!
Kumandi glanced at the red tips of his ears, raised his glass, and toasted the Elf King second.
Then Chris, Discio, Angel, Budno, and Amanda toasted in turn.
The Elf King responded to each question with good temper, drinking seven or eight cups in a row without changing his expression.
Shu Li was filled with admiration. It seemed that Chris was right. Elves and fairies had good physiques and would not get drunk.
A hint of envy flashed in Morrissey's dark red eyes.
If he was a white elf, he would have toasted the Elf King by now, but unfortunately he was a dark elf, bearing the mark of a "traitor", and would never have a chance to see the light.
"Bang~"
The wine glasses were gently touched, making a crisp sound, and Morrissey couldn't help but turn his head to look at Sadler.
"Cheers." Sadler said calmly.
Morrissey stared at his face with burning eyes, his mouth almost stretched to his ears.
Sadler felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, frowned, and put down the cup. "Don't you want to drink?"
"Drink! Cheers!" Morrissey drank it all in one gulp.
Sadler finished his drink, picked up a fork, stabbed a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly.
Ever since Sperian strongly recommended various spices and seasonings, the chefs' cooking skills have made a qualitative leap, and meats finally show the delicious taste they deserve.
"Don't just drink." He said after swallowing the food in his mouth.
"Don't worry, I'm in good shape too." Morrissey winked at him cheerfully. A dark elf is still an elf, so drinking ten or twenty glasses of wine wouldn't be a problem.
Sadler remained silent and slowly ate the delicious food on the table.
The other members of Team Light also toasted each other.
"Brother, let me toast you." Nasha said to Leon while holding up the glass.
"Don't fill it up, just half a glass will do." Leon was afraid that his sister would get drunk, so he reached out and poured two-thirds of the wine in her glass into his own.
Nasha was dissatisfied and asked, "Is this half?"
Leon's face turned stern. "If I say half, it's half."
Nasha snorted. "I'm being disrespectful."
She turned around angrily and clinked glasses with Siti.
Siti covered her mouth and smiled, and secretly gave her half of the wine.
Leon saw it, but did not point it out. He picked up the wine glass and drank with his two escort knights.
Harris looked at Seleu's increasingly mature and handsome face and sighed: "Time flies."
Back then, he escorted the prince to escape from Cecilia. The prince was only fourteen years old and still a crybaby. In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed, and both he and the prince were over a hundred years old.
If they were not magicians, they would have been buried like ordinary humans.
Seleu filled his glass with wine and said sincerely, "Cheers to you."
Harris smiled and clinked glasses with him.
Hector drank in silence.
He was the last person to enter the tenth floor.
After participating in the counterattack for only half a month, he deeply felt the cruelty of war.
For the previous eighty-five years, he had been wandering between the eighth and ninth floors.
His magical talent determined his advancement speed, and each level up consumed countless efforts. Although he envied others' rapid advancement, he remained steadfast and resolute, striving for perfection.
In fact, he was promoted to senior archmage a year ago.
At that time, Siti was still trying to pass the ninth level of the maze. Hector didn't want her to be the only girl left at the end, so he insisted that Siti pass the level first.
Half a year ago, he waited for a long time at the teleportation array, but when Siti didn't come back, he guessed that she had succeeded, so he started to explore the maze.
It took four or five months to finally reach the tenth level.
At this point, all the members of Guangzhixiao have successfully reunited.
Seeing his companions all in high spirits, he was in high spirits.
I finally caught up.
After Shu Li toasted the Elf King, he focused on the delicacies on the table.
Since sharing various seasonings and spices with the chefs, as well as the techniques of frying, stir-frying, deep-frying, braising, and stewing, the food in the temple has finally improved. There are different dishes every day, which is very appetizing.
"Mmm, delicious!" Farm had his own plate piled high with cooked monster meat, which he ate with relish.
After finishing a plate, it tilted its head and looked around. It spotted the chef carrying a tray of food, flapped its wings, and flew forward to ask for food.
The chef was stopped by a little monster. He was stunned at first, then smiled respectfully and put all the food on the tray on Shu Li's dining table.
This fiery red little monster is well-known in the Eba Fortress. Although it is only the size of a palm now, its actual size is extremely huge. As long as it goes to the battlefield, the monsters will be defeated.
The mount of the God of Fire, invincible.
The little monster is greedy and has a stomach as iron as a bottomless pit. The food on the table is probably not enough to fill its teeth.
"Lord Farm, if it's not enough, I'll go get more from the kitchen."
"Hmm." Farm nodded and wagged his tail while eating.
Shu Li said: "No, this is enough for it to eat."
What can truly fill Farm's stomach is never the food on the table, but its own hunting in the wild and devouring high-level magical beasts.
One can last for several days. These on the table are just snacks to satisfy its cravings.
Farm glared at Shu Li in dissatisfaction.
Shu Li ignored its accusing look and explained to the chef again.
The chef laughed and left with the empty plate.
Farmu looked disappointed and stretched out his short, fat paws to grab Shu Li's wine glass.
If you don’t give me food, I can always give me wine!
Shu Li quickly picked up the wine glass, took a sip and said, "You can't drink."
Who knows if Warcraft will go crazy after drinking? What if it reveals its true form and starts breathing fire everywhere?
Farm was exhausted and flew to other people's tables to eat and drink.
Unfortunately, the others only gave it meat but no wine. After a circle, it returned to Shu Li's table. It was as angry as a puffer fish and continued to eat the meat on the plate resignedly.
Shu Li laughed in his heart, holding the wine glass, tasting it slowly, his eyes wandering around his friends.
After eighty-five years of hard work, every member of Team Light has improved significantly.
Currently, those who have become Dharma Saints are: himself, Chris, Kumandi, Angel, Desio, Budno, Amanda, Morrissey, and Sadler.
Senior Archmages: Harris, Nasha, Siti, Hector.
Sword Master: Leon, Eumis, Seleu (Magic: Senior Archmage).
Senior Great Swordsman: Dur, Horley
Eighty-five years ago, no one could have believed that they would achieve such outstanding achievements.
After the baptism of war, everyone's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. They are frequently on the brink of life and death, and their own limits are infinitely squeezed. It is difficult not to upgrade.
No wonder the ancients said: The sharpness of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.
Why are there so many magic saints and sword masters in this small world?
Because they have paid more blood and sweat than others, disregarding life and death, not asking for anything in return, not seeking profit, just for the belief in their hearts, fighting for the light without hesitation.
“Ding Ding——”
Suddenly, the clear sound of harp music rang out, attracting the attention of everyone in the hall.
Shu Li looked up when he heard the voice and looked at the musician sitting in the middle of the hall.
To be precise, this is a beautiful female magician.
In her arms she held a large silver harp, her slender fingers deftly plucking the strings, producing pleasant notes.
Shu Li knew her.
The sorceress, a member of the first generation of the God of Magic, was named Dial, over 40,000 years old and a master of music. The harp she held in her arms was beautifully shaped and exquisitely crafted, revealing a remarkable history.
When Shu Li was just born, he listened to Sitko's popular science lectures on the other world every day and learned that in ancient times, the dwarf Loki created three god-level harps, namely: Resias, Mithral, and Undine.
Among them, Resias is in the hands of the Elf King, Undine is with the Sea People, and Mithkale was lost during the War of the Gods.
After coming to this little world and listening to Dial playing the harp many times, Shu Li realized that the silver harp in her arms was the famous Mithrile.
Dialer's piano skills are very good, no less than those of elves and fairies.
She played ancient elven poetry.
The first time Shu Li learned the elven poetry, she sang the "Song of Creation" -
"The spirit of water, the spirit of fire, the spirit of wood, the spirit of wind, the spirit of earth
Elemental elves from ancient times
Please open the door of time and space
Take us to the beautiful era when the gods gather together
..."
Shu Li drank and immersed himself in the beautiful poetry.
Not only do the elves and fairies miss the time when the gods gathered together, but magicians like Dialer who have lived for tens of thousands of years also miss it, right?
The gods would descend to the human world and communicate with their believers.
As faithful believers, the people of this small world must be looking forward to seeing the beautiful water god again.
"Song of Creation" is a wonderful poem, and I have a different experience every time I listen to it.
After Shu Li finished the wine in the glass, he suddenly became dazed, the scene in front of him became blurred, the figures around him gradually disappeared, and the long-lost illusion suddenly came.
He blinked his eyes, trying to wake himself up. After a while, he heard heavenly singing.
The scene changed, and a magnificent palace appeared, with many beautiful and noble elves and fairies gathered together.
The golden-haired Elf King sat on the throne in the palace, playing the harp Leicias comfortably.
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