Blood tax

Chapter 436 Krista is preparing dinner ([-])
Griffith rubbed his forehead.He must have forgotten something, and was so full of new and good things that he couldn't remember.

Miss trainee nun looked at him: "You have something on your mind, what are you thinking about?"

Hmm, what was I thinking...

Griffith looked up.Facing the bright red sunset, he could already see the two-story townhouse where he lived along the street.

Starting from the church school on duty, you have to cross the entire block, and then climb up the hillside where you can see the strait.

On the first floor are the reception room, kitchen, washroom and a small study room, and there is a small garden at the back door.There are two bedrooms on the second floor.There are oriel windows on the upper and lower floors. Although it is not very spacious, it is very bright and comfortable.

"Maybe I have to pay the rent~" Griffith grinned remembering that this month's salary has not been paid yet, and the rent has been in arrears for a few days, "I still think 120 silver lang a month is too expensive. Once the salary and allowance are in hand I just spent it, I can’t save money~”

What a matter!
He calculated his income, the monthly salary of 100 silver lang and the Sequence 50 Extraordinary subsidy of 8 silver lang. If there are tasks, he can get extra bonuses.However, he is now the inspector of the Extraordinary Team in the Emir District, not a robber who can go to orc villages to rob things. His daily work is also to fight against illegal enchanted item transactions, patrol and find cats. How can there be extra income...Every day After deducting the rent from one month's money, the remaining expenses for food and clothing are very tight, and I can't afford to go to the public bathroom.

"Yes~" the girl also responded, "I spent too much money, review and review, from now on I can only eat mutton twice a week!"

Christa is an apprentice nun of the church. She doesn't know when she will be able to take up her full-time job. Now she only has allowances in the form of pocket money and some allowances. She is even poorer than Griffith, and she can't even afford to share the rent.

Fortunately, the army and the church have issued regular uniforms. Although Krista's church allowance is not high, there are some special benefits.

Just as she was talking, the aunt in the street kitchen poked her head out and saw two inspectors from the local Extraordinary team walking under the window sill arm in arm:
"Hey girl, is the chicken stew cooked just right?"

"That's so embarrassing~!" Krista said cheerfully, took a chicken leg handed by the aunt, ahhh, bit half of it, and then stuffed the rest into Griffith's mouth, squeak He squeaked and asked, "Does uncle's knee still hurt?"

"Thanks to you, the wound has healed. The girls in your church are capable and good-looking," the aunt went on, "My man regrets not fighting every day. The hundreds of barrels of white wine sold to the army Who should the wine be sold to? It’s a pity that the business of these thousands of silver langs is really worrying. Girl, is the church’s festival supply ready? If the bishop still has a shortage... Come, eat another piece!"

The trainee nun took the chicken wings and looked at the aunt with her cheeks wriggling like a hamster: "It's a good thing that there is no more war~"

"It's also a good thing~" The aunt nodded, "It's just these hundreds of barrels..."

"Praise be to the King!" cried the girl, and stood on tiptoe to look at the cauldron behind the window.

"Praise the king!" The aunt hurriedly replied, and then looked at her stewed chicken, "How about..."

At this time, the big bell on the distant mountain, which was only rung by the king's enthronement and festivals, suddenly hummed with an inspiring sound.

"Come on, Griffey! Come on!"

The girl held the arm of the second-level squad leader and ran quickly.They crossed the block and rushed to the busiest market.

"Hey, this is not the way home!"

Griffith was overwhelmed by the crowd as soon as he yelled.

On the square of the market, there were people in all directions, some ran out of the door, and some jumped out of the window.The center of the street gave way to carriages.The front car was full of clowns in red clothes, red pants and red masks, and funny characters in floral clothes and playing the French horn.The streets were crowded with men and women, nobles, merchants, monks, knights and peasants.Everyone was screaming and fighting, and the clown in the car threw them with floured eggshells and colorful flower balls.

"Here we come!" Krista stuffed the bag of mutton and radish into Griffith's arms, and threw herself on his back as soon as she turned around. "Grab the bag and lift me up!"

"What are you going to do!" Griffith was startled.There are many acquaintances in the neighborhood, and the most beautiful nun of the church is riding on his neck with both hands and feet.

Griffith is about to fly in a good mood!

"Here comes the tomato, here comes the tomato!"

The lively crowd yelled in unison, and from afar, the farmers in the carriage behind grabbed the harvested tomatoes and threw them towards the crowd.

"Go, go! Get closer!" Krista patted Griffith on the head, "Get to the side of the road! Free tomatoes are the best!"

Griffith hastily pushed his way through the chaotic crowd.The excitement pervading everywhere made everyone jump up and wave their hands to pick up the fruits and vegetables that were thrown at them.In such a noisy and chaotic scene, Griffith couldn't even tell the direction.

Among the waving arms, he saw a farmer in the car holding a tomato, raising his right hand backwards like throwing a ball, raising his left foot forward, and leaning back slightly.

Griffith felt his heart skip a beat, and a chill and beads of sweat came out of his spine and forehead.

The tomato slapped on a person's face with the whistling sound, exploding the red slurry.

"Whoa-!"

The crowd cheered in unison.The farmers on the carriage were encouraged. The overwhelming tomatoes looked like a red cloud from a distance, and when they fell on the heads of the citizens of Bayerland, they were clusters of sweet and sour.Swept by the raindrops of fruits and vegetables, bright red flowers bloomed in the dark crowd, and the laughter and shouts of the crowd were connected together.

"Geffe, push harder, go higher!" Krista urged, stretching out her hand and nimbly catching a whole tomato.

"Yeah!" She bent down and stuffed the tomato into the paper bag that Griffith was holding, "It's protected, I'll pick another one!"

Griffith hastily secured his pockets.When he raised his head, he saw a float in the parade, dragging half of a stone sculpture that he didn't know where to find.The statue is a slim and charming woman with long pointed ears. She is holding a longbow, her long hair reaches her waist, and her body is light. Even a cold stone statue can make people feel like looking at the forest. The figure of a fawn.

Griffith opened his mouth.He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't get it out of his mouth.The vague memories are so vague and unreal, which makes people worry.

"Turn around!" Krista patted his head, "The tomato car appeared in our three o'clock direction!"

She turned around in a hurry, and just as she finished speaking, a particularly large tomato flew towards her face, and slapped her on the face with a "slap".

Griffith suddenly felt pulled by someone, and Christa, who was wearing armor and carrying a textbook, fell backwards, knocked Griffith over, and then overwhelmed a group of people.

……

Krista lit the stove, cut the lamb into pieces while boiling the water, spread the butter in the frying pan, poured the carrot and onion pieces and stir-fried, then added the lamb, carefully picked some pepper, and fried together.

Griffith hurriedly rummaged through the cabinets, found a small half bottle of wine, and sprinkled some to taste.

"You are so extravagant~" the girl said while tugging at his sleeve, "Give me a sip."

The fried mutton and carrots are put into the pot and simmered.Krista chopped the tomatoes, peeled a little potato, which was the staple food, and added a spoonful of salt to the mutton pot.

It needs to be simmered for at least an hour to taste... If someone is at home, you can start preparing this afternoon and eat it... Sigh, no, people can't ask for so much.

Griffith leaned on the sofa in the living room, watching the back of Krista in the kitchen.The loose blonde hair fell to the slender waist, and the graceful curves undulated under the white apron.As time passed, the rich smell of meat was pushed into the living room by the warm breath.

The night outside the window became darker, and he couldn't help but associate the strong aroma of gravy, the glutinous potatoes with more wonderful expectations.

Griffith leaned his legs on the sofa and lay on his side admiring the girl's back.What a lazy and comfortable day, although there is something strange, as if something is waiting for me to do it, but it must be an illusion.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at your hair." Griffith admired sincerely.In the soft light of the fire, the long, smooth blond hair was as delicate as pure gold, and it was very beautiful.

"Do I have white hair?"

"How come~"

"Maybe I'm overthinking things," Krista picked up the mutton stewed with tomatoes and radishes, and came to the dining table with a serious face, "I think about what to eat every day!"

As she spoke, she forked a piece of mutton and blew it, bringing it to Griffith's mouth.

The fresh and tender mutton melts in your mouth, and the radish soaked in soup is not inferior.It was a wonderful experience, Griffith couldn't stop at all, and said involuntarily:
"Praise the king."

"Praise the king," Krista took a sip of potatoes and nodded with satisfaction, "In the past, wars, conquests, one after another.

"We must thank King Commodus for the miracle brought back! Otherwise, we would still be entangled with the orc brother in the Atana Fortress in the far east. Praise the king!"

"I heard from the bishop, ah," Krista swallowed a piece of mutton, shaking the spoon, "the bishop said that a mysterious relic was discovered in the north of the Sevasto region. The building is magnificent, but nothing Vitality. A powerful civilization once lived there, leaving behind beautiful artifacts. But, no one knows where they went or what happened to them.””

"Oh." Griffith nodded.He doesn't know anything about it.

"It is said that it is the home of the race of elves," the girl went on. "No one has seen them, but sculptures and paintings have left traces. The royal family said that it was all forged by opportunists."

"Hmm~" The second-level squad leader tapped his forehead, "I think I've seen it somewhere..."

"Do you like this type~" Krista said faintly, "You stared at it for 5 minutes. I heard that some people drew small cartoons, which are not decent."

"Ah, this..." Griffith rubbed the tip of his nose shyly, "I have a strange feeling, as if I have been to the world of these elves in my dreams and got along with them."

"So, do you want to go back?" the girl asked again.

Where are you going?

……

Tomorrow is a day off, should I go to the theater, go shopping, or go to the beach for a picnic...

Griffith seems to have never had such a comfortable life.In his memory, he was either fighting endless battles and taking risks, or listening to lessons he would never understand, and exam papers he would never do.

Strange, let alone the war, what is going on with this difficult study and exams that make people have nightmares...

Such a good day to relax, as long as the day's work is completed, the whole evening and rest day are your own.And with Krista by my side, is there anything better in the world?
The more Griffith thought about it, the more confused he became. Some strange feelings, which he obviously shouldn't have, lingered as if branded in his soul.

Eh, don't think about it!Griffith heard the door knocked three times, and before he could get up from the couch, Krista pushed the door open and walked gently into his bedroom.

Wearing a thin nightgown, she came to Griffith's side.When she turned around, her slender hands caressed the curtains, shutting the moonlight out of the window, Griffith brushed not only the silky skirt with her fingers.Slowly, she sat sideways on the carpet at Griffith's feet, rubbing her face against his hands and legs under his nightgown like a kitten.

Griffith's heartbeat was about to come out of his throat.He couldn't help stretching out his hand, caressing the soft blond hair, twirling it with his fingertips, and then slowly but irresistibly pressed the girl towards him.

"You hate~ woo."

The whole world has become silent, warm and humid.

……

Griffith walked out of the room and came to the small courtyard.

He sat down under the peach tree, looking out at the strait at night.The moonlight is extremely beautiful, and everything is silent, as if the whole world is his own.

"Hi~" Someone called him not far away.

"Hey~ Friends over there, look here!"

Griffith followed the prestige, and his eyes seemed to have crossed thousands of ravines in the dark.Space and time become elusive.

A slim, silver-haired woman was crouching on the fence between the gardens, watching him from the neighboring courtyard with a pair of big violet eyes.

"Oh, sorry, good evening." Griffith greeted hurriedly.He did not recall such an attractive woman as his neighbor.

"Human beings are really weak~" the silver-haired woman said, "Fortunately, my kind is nearby, otherwise, are you going to spend your whole life here?
"Hey, wait a minute, Lieutenant, is it all in your calculations! Is that why you found me! It's you!"

"This is my home, can't I be here?" Griffith asked, "Who's the lieutenant? Also, this is the first time I've met you!"

He smelled the familiar faint fragrance, turned around hastily, and saw Krista appearing at the door of the small courtyard: "Ah, here, Krista, listen to my explanation..."

The silver-haired woman smiled like Feng Ling, and Krista looked at them with a rather complicated expression.

"Let him go back," said the silver-haired woman, "he is not that Griffith who is sleeping in a dream!

"Krista, this is not your story with him."

　"You are a guest" is a pun of "You are a guest".This can be used in future animations or episodes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)