Chapter 583 Where did Nora eat the fries?
Gwen and Nora discussed it for a while, and finally decided to eat first, as it was still early for the ship.
So many workers who went to work this morning noticed an amazing scene: next to Miss Bettys's fish stall, Gwen and Norah, one big and one small, were squatting there eating French fries.
"Master Nora, try this! The fries are amazing with chili and sea salt!"
"Um, Haochi!" Nora responded inarticulately.
"This, this is also great, what flavor is this?"
"This is the special flavor of Castres. The sauce is made from small sweet fruits that are a specialty of Castres Island. It's sour and sweet, very appetizing." Bettys explained to Gwen while standing on the box and making fried fish for the guests.
"Fruit? Transport it here?" Gwen looked at the jam in her hand with some surprise.
Fruit is extremely difficult to transport. When she was in the North, she had never heard of any caravan transporting fruit.
Not to mention transporting across the sea, even the fruits in the village are difficult to transport into the city.
Gwen squeezed the jam in her hand and thought that maybe it was not right to send the jam after it was already made. In such warm weather, the jam would be more likely to go bad.
"You are from outside the city, right?" The workers who were queuing to buy fried fish nearby shouted with a smile, "Then you should go to the port and take a look. Every day, several ships load and unload at the port, bringing in coal and ore, fruits and olives, and taking away ships full of iron ingots and steel."
Gwen nodded reluctantly. There were no seaports in the North, and she had no idea about them.
"We are going to Castres by boat in a moment."
"Then I can only wish you safe journey." People's eyes turned into sympathy. The reputation of Castell's syndrome is well known to everyone.
"You are the legendary Lord Nora, right?"
"Hmm." Nora simply nodded, still chewing French fries.
Nora is too recognizable. She and Chloe, the High Inquisitor, are listed as the second urban legend of Blood Harbor, the guardian of the Northerners, the headless Nora.
It's hard to see Chloe unless she goes to the courtroom, but Nora hasn't been assigned any specific work by Hughes yet. The workers were amazed, and some even wanted to come up and ask for an autograph, but fortunately they were stopped by the people around them.
Workers lined up to buy fried fish, and the aroma wafted from the oil pan to the streets of Blood Harbor.
The two finally finished the last bag of chips and fish, and both showed satisfied expressions.
"Let's go. Wait!" Nora suddenly showed a bad expression on her face. "I promised to bring one to Gaia."
"Take this."
The two looked at each other in surprise as Bettys handed over a box of packaged fish and chips.
"Gaia often comes to order some fries for delivery. I was planning to ask Monica to bring some. It's better if you guys come. If I ask her to bring it, the waste will be higher."
The metal lunch box, with a tightly fastened lid, is quite Castel-style.
Holding the box of still warm fried food, the two men walked towards the dock.
"By the way, where did the fries Nora-sama eat go? They didn't leak out from the bottom, did they?"
Although Gwen had not been well-educated and did not know much about the human body, she knew that what she ate would go down her throat into her stomach.
Gwen poked Nora's broken face out of curiosity. Nora trembled for a moment, then said viciously: "Don't move!"
"Ms. Nora, it was you who taught me to stay curious and explore the world with knowledge and reason."
"Don't explore these messed up places!"
In fact, Hughes also felt this was strange. Nora had lost the part below the neck, but she could still speak. Sound should be produced by the air flow passing through the vocal cords, but Nora had lost even her lungs, but she could still speak.
There are also many small details, such as when Gwen moves at full strength, the force she unleashes is terrifying, but her clothes and shoes mostly hold up and rarely break suddenly.
According to the normal strength of these materials, the clothes of extraordinary people should explode easily when fighting.
But in fact, almost all extraordinary people look "not so extraordinary".
No one has ever really cared about this. Only Zeus, who came from another world, would notice something was wrong and discover these details.
And now, Gwen had noticed it, and hearing her question, even Nora looked thoughtful.
She had always thought that eating was eating and talking was talking, and there was nothing wrong with it.
"It seems... It's a bit strange indeed."
Thinking sometimes spreads like a virus; once it starts, it can't be stopped.
"Think about it carefully. I can jump up with some strength." Nora jumped up from Gwen's arms and fell back down. "But how did I use the strength? I don't seem to have the muscles to do this. It's as if I just had this idea, and then I spent some strength, and then I succeeded naturally."
"It sounds a bit like"
"Cognitive interference? No, this seems more like the supernatural power itself. The supernatural power is the projection of the sea of unconsciousness in the world. Perhaps this projection is not limited to those powers."
The two walked while thinking, and suddenly, Gwen stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"This, this is the boat?"
Gwen's voice was trembling.
It's not that she had never seen a boat before. There was a long river under the Canary Mountains. From White Crow to the North, many places required a ferry to cross the river.
A ferry can carry several people, and if they squeeze in, ten people can stand on it, but you have to be very careful because it can easily capsize.
And bigger ships. Gwen has also seen cargo ships going down the river.
Although there were not many people on those boats, they were several times larger than the ferry boats, more than ten meters long. Gwen thought that they were already very large boats.
The ship in front of me.
Gwen raised her head and looked upward desperately. She could barely see the edge at the top of her sight - the edge of the deck. She tried so hard to look, but she could only see here. The part above the deck was almost blocked.
That hull.
Gwen's eyes widened. The answer had already emerged in her mind, but her mind was unwilling to believe it.
"Is that made of steel too?"
Standing next to such a huge freighter, Gwen felt that her senses were somewhat confused. Looking at the metal hull, she felt that it did not seem big, but the seemingly thin anchor chain was not far away from her. Gwen did not even need to gesture - it was already thicker than her waist.
It goes without saying how big this ship is.
"Is this really a ship? Not a steel island floating on the sea?"
(End of this chapter)
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