Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]
Chapter 16
For Zong Jue, cooking and forging are common, and they are both wonderful reactions caused by controlling the temperature and colliding with different types of materials with different textures. I like to watch all kinds of ingredients burst into new sparks under my own cooking.
The above sentence is used to show that his cooking level is no less than his forging level.
Especially for a young man who has to make a few every once in a while, the coffee pudding whose recipe is constantly improved to satisfy the increasingly picky taste of the other party has definitely reached the pinnacle level.
It was said to be three coffee puddings, but when he bought them, he bought more than a dozen servings of raw materials. Different types of different brands of coffee powder were mixed in just the right proportion to neutralize the unbalanced sourness and bitterness between each other. The taste of this teenager is less than the usual coffee pudding, and the kitchen is already filled with a rich and mellow aroma before it takes shape.
"Put it in the refrigerator and freeze it for a while—no superpower quick-freezing." Zong Jue habitually warned, since Saiki Kusuo often used superpower quick-freezing when he was a child, "The taste will get worse."
In fact, Saiki Kusuo, who couldn't taste the subtle difference in taste, forcibly tore his eyes from the semi-finished delicious coffee pudding that could be eaten in a second, and stood by the refrigerator and looked at the alarm clock seriously. Counting down the seconds, as if the time would go faster in this way.
Zong Jue wiped his hands clean, and saw that he was rarely restless, and said, "If you're fine, please do me a favor."
Form, truth, and reason, he already knows the first two items, but he still has no clue about the last one. He has not been so good at understanding people's hearts since ancient times, especially the little milk dog who refuses to cooperate and is difficult to communicate with.
"You can hear the voices of animals, right?" Zong Jue opened the door and brought the puppy in. "Help me find out what he wants most?"
Saiki Kusuo, who was also not good at communicating about this matter, took the puppy from Zong Jue, [Let me try. ]
Well, let him think about which of his various superpowers can accurately detect the other person's desire.
From Zong Jue's point of view, the boy and the little milk dog were staring at each other in front of him, and the whole process was silent and unfathomable.
Taking advantage of this period of time, Zong Jue whipped up the cream, made a few small shikigami and sent them out to check on Lancer's situation, and then ordered a midnight snack for his sword.
After finishing these things, the alarm clock on the cabinet also rang, Zong Jue raised his hand and pressed the alarm clock, took out the frozen coffee pudding in the refrigerator and squeezed cream on it, Saiki Kusuo rubbed his forehead and said :[I can only perceive that it probably has something to do with his original master's wish. ]
"Thank you." Zong Jue pushed the freshly made coffee pudding over, turned around and began to clean up the kitchen, "Try it."
Saiki Kusuo picked up the spoon, took a mouthful of coffee pudding and put it in his mouth before he could sit down, the long-lost extremely soft and aggressive deliciousness instantly filled his mouth, even he thought he Almost overwhelmed by the rich aroma of coffee, what flows in his veins is not blood at all, but coffee and milk in perfect proportion.
Super - happy!
He felt that even if there were a hundred more, no, a thousand sea monsters would be fine!
"Ah Nan really likes coffee pudding." Zong Jue leaned over to wipe off the cream from the corner of the boy's mouth, "The expression is great now."
The sense of satisfaction that the diners are really happy to explode because of the delicious food is the highest compliment to the chef.
Saiki Kusuo tried his best to suppress the overly obvious curvature of his mouth, and calmly finished a coffee pudding, [I'm not the only one who has eaten it. ]
"Only you have eaten it." Zong Jue said while packing up the extra coffee pudding. "As for coffee pudding, I only made it for you."
After all, apart from Saiki Kusuo, he doesn't know any other coffee pudding fanatics, and he's fine and doesn't particularly like making such troublesome pastries.
Saiki Kusuo was silent for a few seconds, stood up suddenly and copied the coffee pudding that Zong Jue had packed, and disappeared in place at a faster speed than when he came, leaving only a sentence [that Lancer is coming soon, I will not mix it. Reconciled] echoed in Zong Jue's brain.
Zong Jue blinked, looked at the last coffee pudding in his hand that he hadn't had time to put in, and said with a smile: "Why is it more frizzy than when I was a child?"
Then he took a spoon, and was going to ask his family if he wanted to try the two swords.
However, just as he walked into the living room, the little milk dog who had been obediently following him suddenly turned his head and barked in one direction, and the golden spirits gathered in that direction, forming Lancer's vigorous figure.
"..." Lancer opened and closed his mouth with difficulty for a long time before he said in embarrassment, "Master."
For this knight, Kenneth gave up the Command Seal without saying a word, which is tantamount to directly denying his loyalty and ability. If Lancer was weaker, tears might flow down at this time.
But it looked the same now, the knight's handsome and gleaming face looked dull at this moment, standing there was like a large dog that was sent directly by the original owner to stay in the new home without even daring to move.
"Want to eat?" Zong Jue handed over the coffee pudding in his hand, dragged a chair and sat down, then pointed to the seat opposite, "Sit down."
Lancer silently took the dessert handed to him by the new Master with both hands and sat down. He dug a piece with a small macaron-colored spoon and put it in his mouth. The dessert slightly restored his depressed mood.
While he was eating, Zong Jue organized his words and said: "Kenneth should have returned to England with Sola by now, he cherishes his own life more than the Holy Grail, and to be honest, Sola's feelings for you are overwhelming. He's dissatisfied."
So in the end, Sola was knocked out and sent to the plane, and Zong Jue personally made sure that she would not wake up before the end of the Holy Grail War.
Lancer stopped moving, "Master Sola is only affected by magic." He touched the mole on his face uncomfortably, "After a while, she will know how ridiculous this relationship is."
It's not that he's too sensitive, but Zong Jue's current expression is far from gentle and kind.
"Kenneth wanted to quit, and I happened to be very interested in you, so he transferred the Command Seal to me." Zong Jue said, "At present, we are a half-way monk's group after all, and we don't know each other very well. I can transfer the command spell without notice to you. I can understand that you have opinions on me, but it is a done deal. I hope we can cooperate well in the next few days. As I said before, the Holy Grail means nothing to me. I think our There is no conflict of interest."
At the very least, don't make a scene like Kenneth, pitting each other to death.
Zong Jue's posture of preparing to have a long talk was quite beyond Lancer's expectations. The knight subconsciously said: "I will work hard." Then he came back to his senses and said seriously, "I have no desire for the Holy Grail. The only wish..." He smiled wryly, "I only hope to fulfill the duties I have not fulfilled during my lifetime, and to serve a lord until the end."
His wish was shattered when Kenneth abandoned him.
"Even if you will become a victim in the end?" Zong Jue asked.
"It is the honor of a knight to die in battle for the lord." Lancer replied without hesitation.
"No matter what the lord looks like?" Zong Jue raised his eyebrows.
"It doesn't matter what the lord looks like." Lancer paused for a moment and replied.
When he chose to respond to the summon, no, it should be said that when he chose to respond to Gaia's becoming a heroic spirit, he already knew about it.
The summoning of the Holy Grail is a gamble for Heroic Spirit, no one knows what kind of master he will meet, and he has no hesitation.
"My sword also said what you said." Zong Jue said, "Being buried in the battlefield is the glory of the sword."
But if it doesn't matter for anyone, then Yaken Toshiro would not be by his side now.
Loyalty is two-way, if you can be loyal to anyone...
That only proves that this is not what was asked for.
Zong Jue felt as if he had grasped "Li" by the tail, but he didn't say anything, he just said, "Take a good rest, you should be fine tonight."
Before finding out the details of his new enemy, all parties will never act rashly.
Lancer bowed and turned into a spiritual child to hide his body. Zong Jue took the half-eaten coffee pudding from him, and slowly finished the rest of the pudding with the spoon he used.
Well, the sour taste of the coffee is a bit strong, and the taste is really not as good as the freshly ground coffee powder. I'll make a new one and send it to Ah Nan when I go back.
The little milk dog who had been watching eagerly in the kitchen for a long time came out little by little, squatting at Zong Jue's feet, looking up at him with complicated eyes, with a little expectation, a little hostility, and mixed with A little intimacy and prayer.
Zong Jue squatted down, and slowly touched his head, "Do you like him that much?"
The little milk dog shook his head, then nodded again, his eyes were unprecedentedly clear.
Zong Jue lowered his eyes and said, "So I like weapons more than humans."
Sharper than humans, more loyal than humans, braver than humans, and more black and white than humans.
The direction of the master's will is the point of the sword's edge.
"It will come true." He still had that faint tone without emotional fluctuations, "I swear, your wish and your obsession will all come true."
The little milk dog looked at him for a long time, and finally raised its short front paws to hug Zong Jue, and gently wagged its tail.
……
It is clear that it is not a few days before the end of the Holy Grail War, but Lancer feels that everything has just begun. The new master trusts him very much, and really hopes to cooperate with him as he said before, unless he has to bring The little milk dog went to the battlefield and often threw the little milk dog out of his belt when he was free. It was almost the perfect image of the master in his imagination.
He finally got rid of the troublesome emotional entanglements, and he was able to fight heroes of different eras upright. These days, he feels that he is floating when he walks.
Obviously he hopes to serve a lord until the end, but his heart is still excited because of the reliance and trust of the new lord. He seems to have returned to the Knights of Fiona many, many years ago. When he appeared, the world was bright and happy in his eyes. He was strong and fearless. Loyalty was not a desire but a needless instinct for words. It was the honor of a soldier to die for his lord. He almost took it for granted that he would eventually One day he will die fighting for Lord Finn.
Lord Finn, whenever he thinks of Lord Finn, he still has a bit of guilt, because he has stained Lord Finn's glory because of himself.
Is his craving really what he wants?
Such questions surfaced in days when the ideal was almost illusory, making him question himself over and over again, but he couldn't get the answer.
Amidst such doubts, the Civic Center lit up fireworks, signaling the victory, and also igniting the spark of the final battle.
"Then, go and win." Zong Jue said, the Command Seal in his hand lit up, "In the name of the Command Seal, win victory for your lord."
"In the name of the Command Seal again, Lancer, you will surely win for your lord."
The majestic magic power filled the body, bringing unprecedented power.
"I will definitely win for you." Lancer knelt on one knee, saying every word loudly.
"It's not for me." Zong Jue said, "It's for your master."
The little milk dog at his feet who had been not very affectionate to Lancer jumped up, licked his hand vigorously, and then barked twice.
Like a blessing, but also like a farewell.
"What exactly are you longing for?" Zong Jue looked into his eyes, "I hope you can figure it out before everything is over."
The author has something to say:
Qi Shen: I really left because I was in a hurry to eat coffee pudding [Standing in the remote Capeman Islands with a bag of coffee pudding with a calm and serious expression and no guilt at all]
The above sentence is used to show that his cooking level is no less than his forging level.
Especially for a young man who has to make a few every once in a while, the coffee pudding whose recipe is constantly improved to satisfy the increasingly picky taste of the other party has definitely reached the pinnacle level.
It was said to be three coffee puddings, but when he bought them, he bought more than a dozen servings of raw materials. Different types of different brands of coffee powder were mixed in just the right proportion to neutralize the unbalanced sourness and bitterness between each other. The taste of this teenager is less than the usual coffee pudding, and the kitchen is already filled with a rich and mellow aroma before it takes shape.
"Put it in the refrigerator and freeze it for a while—no superpower quick-freezing." Zong Jue habitually warned, since Saiki Kusuo often used superpower quick-freezing when he was a child, "The taste will get worse."
In fact, Saiki Kusuo, who couldn't taste the subtle difference in taste, forcibly tore his eyes from the semi-finished delicious coffee pudding that could be eaten in a second, and stood by the refrigerator and looked at the alarm clock seriously. Counting down the seconds, as if the time would go faster in this way.
Zong Jue wiped his hands clean, and saw that he was rarely restless, and said, "If you're fine, please do me a favor."
Form, truth, and reason, he already knows the first two items, but he still has no clue about the last one. He has not been so good at understanding people's hearts since ancient times, especially the little milk dog who refuses to cooperate and is difficult to communicate with.
"You can hear the voices of animals, right?" Zong Jue opened the door and brought the puppy in. "Help me find out what he wants most?"
Saiki Kusuo, who was also not good at communicating about this matter, took the puppy from Zong Jue, [Let me try. ]
Well, let him think about which of his various superpowers can accurately detect the other person's desire.
From Zong Jue's point of view, the boy and the little milk dog were staring at each other in front of him, and the whole process was silent and unfathomable.
Taking advantage of this period of time, Zong Jue whipped up the cream, made a few small shikigami and sent them out to check on Lancer's situation, and then ordered a midnight snack for his sword.
After finishing these things, the alarm clock on the cabinet also rang, Zong Jue raised his hand and pressed the alarm clock, took out the frozen coffee pudding in the refrigerator and squeezed cream on it, Saiki Kusuo rubbed his forehead and said :[I can only perceive that it probably has something to do with his original master's wish. ]
"Thank you." Zong Jue pushed the freshly made coffee pudding over, turned around and began to clean up the kitchen, "Try it."
Saiki Kusuo picked up the spoon, took a mouthful of coffee pudding and put it in his mouth before he could sit down, the long-lost extremely soft and aggressive deliciousness instantly filled his mouth, even he thought he Almost overwhelmed by the rich aroma of coffee, what flows in his veins is not blood at all, but coffee and milk in perfect proportion.
Super - happy!
He felt that even if there were a hundred more, no, a thousand sea monsters would be fine!
"Ah Nan really likes coffee pudding." Zong Jue leaned over to wipe off the cream from the corner of the boy's mouth, "The expression is great now."
The sense of satisfaction that the diners are really happy to explode because of the delicious food is the highest compliment to the chef.
Saiki Kusuo tried his best to suppress the overly obvious curvature of his mouth, and calmly finished a coffee pudding, [I'm not the only one who has eaten it. ]
"Only you have eaten it." Zong Jue said while packing up the extra coffee pudding. "As for coffee pudding, I only made it for you."
After all, apart from Saiki Kusuo, he doesn't know any other coffee pudding fanatics, and he's fine and doesn't particularly like making such troublesome pastries.
Saiki Kusuo was silent for a few seconds, stood up suddenly and copied the coffee pudding that Zong Jue had packed, and disappeared in place at a faster speed than when he came, leaving only a sentence [that Lancer is coming soon, I will not mix it. Reconciled] echoed in Zong Jue's brain.
Zong Jue blinked, looked at the last coffee pudding in his hand that he hadn't had time to put in, and said with a smile: "Why is it more frizzy than when I was a child?"
Then he took a spoon, and was going to ask his family if he wanted to try the two swords.
However, just as he walked into the living room, the little milk dog who had been obediently following him suddenly turned his head and barked in one direction, and the golden spirits gathered in that direction, forming Lancer's vigorous figure.
"..." Lancer opened and closed his mouth with difficulty for a long time before he said in embarrassment, "Master."
For this knight, Kenneth gave up the Command Seal without saying a word, which is tantamount to directly denying his loyalty and ability. If Lancer was weaker, tears might flow down at this time.
But it looked the same now, the knight's handsome and gleaming face looked dull at this moment, standing there was like a large dog that was sent directly by the original owner to stay in the new home without even daring to move.
"Want to eat?" Zong Jue handed over the coffee pudding in his hand, dragged a chair and sat down, then pointed to the seat opposite, "Sit down."
Lancer silently took the dessert handed to him by the new Master with both hands and sat down. He dug a piece with a small macaron-colored spoon and put it in his mouth. The dessert slightly restored his depressed mood.
While he was eating, Zong Jue organized his words and said: "Kenneth should have returned to England with Sola by now, he cherishes his own life more than the Holy Grail, and to be honest, Sola's feelings for you are overwhelming. He's dissatisfied."
So in the end, Sola was knocked out and sent to the plane, and Zong Jue personally made sure that she would not wake up before the end of the Holy Grail War.
Lancer stopped moving, "Master Sola is only affected by magic." He touched the mole on his face uncomfortably, "After a while, she will know how ridiculous this relationship is."
It's not that he's too sensitive, but Zong Jue's current expression is far from gentle and kind.
"Kenneth wanted to quit, and I happened to be very interested in you, so he transferred the Command Seal to me." Zong Jue said, "At present, we are a half-way monk's group after all, and we don't know each other very well. I can transfer the command spell without notice to you. I can understand that you have opinions on me, but it is a done deal. I hope we can cooperate well in the next few days. As I said before, the Holy Grail means nothing to me. I think our There is no conflict of interest."
At the very least, don't make a scene like Kenneth, pitting each other to death.
Zong Jue's posture of preparing to have a long talk was quite beyond Lancer's expectations. The knight subconsciously said: "I will work hard." Then he came back to his senses and said seriously, "I have no desire for the Holy Grail. The only wish..." He smiled wryly, "I only hope to fulfill the duties I have not fulfilled during my lifetime, and to serve a lord until the end."
His wish was shattered when Kenneth abandoned him.
"Even if you will become a victim in the end?" Zong Jue asked.
"It is the honor of a knight to die in battle for the lord." Lancer replied without hesitation.
"No matter what the lord looks like?" Zong Jue raised his eyebrows.
"It doesn't matter what the lord looks like." Lancer paused for a moment and replied.
When he chose to respond to the summon, no, it should be said that when he chose to respond to Gaia's becoming a heroic spirit, he already knew about it.
The summoning of the Holy Grail is a gamble for Heroic Spirit, no one knows what kind of master he will meet, and he has no hesitation.
"My sword also said what you said." Zong Jue said, "Being buried in the battlefield is the glory of the sword."
But if it doesn't matter for anyone, then Yaken Toshiro would not be by his side now.
Loyalty is two-way, if you can be loyal to anyone...
That only proves that this is not what was asked for.
Zong Jue felt as if he had grasped "Li" by the tail, but he didn't say anything, he just said, "Take a good rest, you should be fine tonight."
Before finding out the details of his new enemy, all parties will never act rashly.
Lancer bowed and turned into a spiritual child to hide his body. Zong Jue took the half-eaten coffee pudding from him, and slowly finished the rest of the pudding with the spoon he used.
Well, the sour taste of the coffee is a bit strong, and the taste is really not as good as the freshly ground coffee powder. I'll make a new one and send it to Ah Nan when I go back.
The little milk dog who had been watching eagerly in the kitchen for a long time came out little by little, squatting at Zong Jue's feet, looking up at him with complicated eyes, with a little expectation, a little hostility, and mixed with A little intimacy and prayer.
Zong Jue squatted down, and slowly touched his head, "Do you like him that much?"
The little milk dog shook his head, then nodded again, his eyes were unprecedentedly clear.
Zong Jue lowered his eyes and said, "So I like weapons more than humans."
Sharper than humans, more loyal than humans, braver than humans, and more black and white than humans.
The direction of the master's will is the point of the sword's edge.
"It will come true." He still had that faint tone without emotional fluctuations, "I swear, your wish and your obsession will all come true."
The little milk dog looked at him for a long time, and finally raised its short front paws to hug Zong Jue, and gently wagged its tail.
……
It is clear that it is not a few days before the end of the Holy Grail War, but Lancer feels that everything has just begun. The new master trusts him very much, and really hopes to cooperate with him as he said before, unless he has to bring The little milk dog went to the battlefield and often threw the little milk dog out of his belt when he was free. It was almost the perfect image of the master in his imagination.
He finally got rid of the troublesome emotional entanglements, and he was able to fight heroes of different eras upright. These days, he feels that he is floating when he walks.
Obviously he hopes to serve a lord until the end, but his heart is still excited because of the reliance and trust of the new lord. He seems to have returned to the Knights of Fiona many, many years ago. When he appeared, the world was bright and happy in his eyes. He was strong and fearless. Loyalty was not a desire but a needless instinct for words. It was the honor of a soldier to die for his lord. He almost took it for granted that he would eventually One day he will die fighting for Lord Finn.
Lord Finn, whenever he thinks of Lord Finn, he still has a bit of guilt, because he has stained Lord Finn's glory because of himself.
Is his craving really what he wants?
Such questions surfaced in days when the ideal was almost illusory, making him question himself over and over again, but he couldn't get the answer.
Amidst such doubts, the Civic Center lit up fireworks, signaling the victory, and also igniting the spark of the final battle.
"Then, go and win." Zong Jue said, the Command Seal in his hand lit up, "In the name of the Command Seal, win victory for your lord."
"In the name of the Command Seal again, Lancer, you will surely win for your lord."
The majestic magic power filled the body, bringing unprecedented power.
"I will definitely win for you." Lancer knelt on one knee, saying every word loudly.
"It's not for me." Zong Jue said, "It's for your master."
The little milk dog at his feet who had been not very affectionate to Lancer jumped up, licked his hand vigorously, and then barked twice.
Like a blessing, but also like a farewell.
"What exactly are you longing for?" Zong Jue looked into his eyes, "I hope you can figure it out before everything is over."
The author has something to say:
Qi Shen: I really left because I was in a hurry to eat coffee pudding [Standing in the remote Capeman Islands with a bag of coffee pudding with a calm and serious expression and no guilt at all]
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