OBS Chapter 351 The Dark Elf Who Has Never Eaten Good Pork
Chapter 351 The Dark Elf Who Has Never Eaten Good Pork
[You plan to 'breed' these dangerous creatures that release hallucinogenic spells in a densely populated city? ]
While stuffing the mushroom slices covered with soup into her mouth, Iris questioned Ivan.
In order not to delay her progress, she also used the soul resonance pronunciation method to allow her mouth to do more meaningful things.
"No, how come you also know this trick..."
Looking at the bunch of elves of all sizes, black and white, with ugly eating habits and no aesthetic sense in front of him, Alvin felt that he might have arrived in the northwest wilderness, sitting with a group of orc aunts.
The meat of the large mushroom, the Myconite, is indeed delicious.
A dark elf chef used at least ten different methods to cook this giant mushroom.
This filled the entire Iris's living room with the aroma of delicious food, even spreading to the temple below.
[What nonsense!]
Soul resonance is something every god can do...
Oh, right.
One of your girlfriends comes to you with a few noseless Gis people.
I put them up in the hotel next to the temple. 】
Iris quickly finished the food in front of her, and then took a large piece from Lian next to her.
This made a certain short half-elf feel angry but dare not speak out.
Fortunately, Alvin only tasted the food briefly and was not very interested in it, so Lian successfully accepted the gift from her brother-in-law.
It’s not that Alvin feels psychologically disgusted about eating mushroom people, but the humans from the Blue Star Foodie Empire have tasted many more delicacies than this thing.
"Girlfriend? No, where would I get a girlfriend?
You can’t say this casually! "
Taking the small plate of grilled mushrooms handed to him by the chef, Alvin threw a small piece into his mouth.
Hmm, it tastes like foie gras, too fatty, I don’t like it.
He casually handed the plate of mushrooms to Lian, which made the latter look grateful.
Half of Lian's share has now gone into Iris's belly, and the remaining half is in her mother's hands.
【Girlfriend——Female friend——
Oh no, you are fluent in languages, so why should we learn a common language?】
After swallowing the foie gras-flavored mushroom in her mouth, Iris switched the language on the soul channel to High Elven.
[Tyr's lackey, a slightly plump little girl named Larelle.]
"Slightly fat?"
Ivan tried hard to recall in his mind how Larriel, the skinny guy who wore a priest robe all day, got a little fat.
But he soon reacted.
The useless young man from Blue Star frowned and looked at Iris with a very strange expression.
However, he didn't dare to confront his future mother-in-law head-on, so he could only cautiously say "she's not serious" in his heart.
“Larel is my childhood friend, not my girlfriend…
Who did you just say she brought to see me?"
[Gis people, noseless Gis people, seem to be in a hurry...
Are you still eating? If not, get off quickly! 】
"..."
Alvin, whose meal time had ended passively, walked out of the temple with a lack of interest.
Following him was Nemea, who looked miserable.
Although the dark elf had just stuffed food into her mouth with all her might, she was not enjoying it at all.
Nimia licked her lips, looked at Ivan beside her, and asked very seriously.
"Mr. Ivan, is it true that you said that we can artificially cultivate mushrooms so that we can eat them every day?"
“Nemia, you’ve asked me this several times.
It's true, 100 percent true.
Just figure out what nutrients these plants need, and then control their growth rate so they don’t grow that big…”
Being repeatedly questioned by this 1.4-meter-tall foodie, Alvin felt a little helpless.
After peeling off the mysterious veil, the dark elves turned out to be just like this.
And you guys are so greedy for something that tastes almost like beef. It seems like you have never eaten any good pork...
……
After Larriel cast his last healing spell of the day on the Gis girl lying on the bed, Ivan followed Nimia in slowly.
This small team of Gis people was arranged to stay in an inn next to the temple.
Originally, Iris had thought about setting up a city imitating the human kingdom to receive visitors involved in diplomatic missions.
However, the current state of the Dark Elves is actually not enough to support the manpower to carry out too many tasks at the same time.
After sorting out the loopholes in government affairs, Alvin expressed great disdain for Iris's ability in government affairs.
Any city or gathering place of civilized race will generate new demands in the process of continuous development, and then complete new construction tasks again to meet these demands.
This will enable urban development to effectively avoid waste of resources.
But my future mother-in-law designed and built this new city completely according to her understanding of the city's functions.
This also explains why the dark elves spend so much energy trimming flower beds and city landscapes when they can't even get enough food to eat.
When Larrel saw his childhood playmate Alvin again, Alvin was thinking about these messy trivial things in his mind.
“Evan! Thanks to Tyr, you finally came!
There is a patient who needs your help!"
The priestess completely ignored Nimia who was following behind Ivan. To be more precise, she didn't even notice Nimia because of her height.
She hurriedly pulled Ivan's sleeve and approached the little girl surrounded by the Gis people.
Although I was somewhat reluctant to be dragged like this;
But in Ivan's original memory, this reckless girl with a heart full of motherly love has always been like this.
I once grabbed the beard of Heuman's father to ask someone to rescue a trapped wild cat...
When Alvin saw clearly the creatures surrounding the bed, even though he had seen these creatures before when he fought three hundred rounds with Xuman’s old butler in the City Lord’s Mansion, Alvin still couldn’t help but take a few more glances.
How should I put it, the appearance of the Gis people is definitely not flattering.
Yellow-green, shriveled skin, protruding brow ridges and cheekbones, pure white hair, and a disappearing nose.
Every aspect of these creatures just didn't meet Ivan's aesthetic standards.
The Gith girl on the bed looked even better.
Although this little girl's facial features are not much different from those of a human girl except for her lack of a nose;
But because of long-term illness, the skin of this Gis man was drier than the others, and his hair hung on his forehead like dead seaweed.
Without communicating too much with Larriel, Alvin first cast [Heal Moderate Injuries] on the other party.
This is the most powerful healing spell that Alvin knows so far.
As expected, with the surrounding Gis people gasping for air, the skin of the girl on the bed became smoother at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the color also improved significantly.
After making a few strange groans, the breathing of this Gis man became much steadier and stronger.
But Ivan's frowned brows did not relax.
From his perspective, the condition of this Gis man was very wrong.