Food Poems

Chapter 191: Hunting Wyverns! Beowulf the Dragon Slayer

"Can we eat a wyvern?"

Upon learning of the next hunting target, Gray looked at Yeats uncertainly.

In her impression, the wyvern is a winged reptilian monster with deadly venom and a brutal temperament, and it cannot be confused with real dragons.

Gray remembered that the elders had clearly told her that the dragon tribe would not eat wyverns because they were poisonous and unpalatable!
But with Yeats's attainments in food preparation... he should also be able to cook a wyvern into a delicious delicacy?
"Of course." Ye Zhi answered affirmatively, "Especially the dragon meat from the wings. After being processed, it can be regarded as a high-end ingredient and has the effect of detoxification!"

The body of a wyvern contains poison sacs, which is a precious extraordinary material. Although the skin of a wyvern is not as precious as the skin of a real dragon, it can also be made into excellent armor.

In addition, flying dragon tendons can be used to make longbows, and flying dragon wings are a delicacy.

Overall, the wyvern is full of treasures, and Ye Zhi is determined to get this prey!
Listening to Ye Zhi's description, Gray couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation. She tapped her chin with her finger and thought for a while, then said:
"The wyvern might be a king-level magical beast. It's comparable to a human with four rings. We still have to be careful."

"From the intelligence, it seems like this is a lone flying dragon, and it's more likely to be a commander-level one," Ye Zhi speculated. "Besides, once a king-level monster is discovered, it will be surrounded and suppressed by heavy troops, leaving us no chance to hunt it. A commander-level monster can get a piece of the pie, though."

The higher the level of the monster, the higher the value of the extraordinary materials it produces, provided that it can be defeated.

To this day, there are still a large number of high-ring sea beasts living in the Ice Sea and the North Sea, which seriously threaten trade routes and ship safety, but these sea beasts also bring huge benefits to the extraordinary people.

In the Kingdom of Golden Lion, high-ring magical beasts are rarely seen. Even if they do exist, they will only appear in the wilderness far away from the city.

The Fengqi Valley that Ye Zhi was going to was not too far from Jianhe University. It was a day's trip there and back. It was not easy for high-level monsters to appear in such a place.

Even if the wyvern is really king-level, his own snowy owl is also capable of fighting.

Although Feitan didn't have any offensive means, his life rings were there, as high as four rings, which could have some effect -

For example, using intelligent salmon as bait to attract wyverns to come and prey on them...

"Then let's go! One wyvern should be enough to feed us for a long time!"

Gray said excitedly.

Although the elders said that the wyvern cannot be eaten, since Yeats said that it can be made into something delicious, it must be delicious!
*
When Cran learned that Yeats was going to investigate the thunderstorm, he offered to find a guide for Yeats to help him find the whereabouts of the wyvern in the Wind Valley.

Yeats, Grey and Cran were riding together along the River Cam. The bearded detective introduced the guide's origins to Yeats.

"I have contacted this guide before. She is the leader of a mercenary group. They failed in the expedition against the wyvern and lost a lot of men. They are now stationed in Fengqi Town." Clan said, "It seems that they have given up this goal and are relying on selling intelligence to make up for some of the losses."

Intelligence about prey can often be sold at a high price, but if one can keep the prey for oneself, no one is willing to give up the valuable information, let alone act as a guide to others.

This also shows the dilemma of some mercenary groups... Even high-level mercenary groups live on the edge of a knife every day. Any failure in a campaign may cause a mercenary group to fall apart.

"We were almost wiped out in the expedition against the Wyverns? Which mercenary group was it?" Ye Zhi asked.

"The Scorpion-Lion Mercenary Group is rated three stars. It should not be difficult for them to defeat the Commander-level Wyverns, but now it seems that the situation is not so optimistic." Clan replied.

A mercenary group that can defeat a three-ring monster is eligible to be rated as a three-star mercenary group. Similarly, those who can work together to kill a six-ring epic monster are known as honorary mercenary groups, and there are only a handful of such groups in the entire Midgard continent.

"The Manticore Mercenary Group..." Ye Zhi was startled and turned to look at Gray, "Have we had contact with them before?"

Gray nodded and said, "You even invited their leader, a woman from the Isu tribe named Helga, to the palace for dinner."

Yeats suddenly realized.

"So, Helga is my guide this time?"

"That's right." Cran stroked his beard and nodded. "She will be waiting for your news at the tavern in Fengqi Town. Of course, that kind of place is not suitable for your status. Sir Ye Zhi, when you arrive in Fengqi Town, just send someone to contact her."

There were many nobles like Yeats who personally participated in the hunting of magical beasts. Most of them regarded hunting as a brave and noble sport.

In Crane's mind, Yeats has the blood of a brave man flowing in his veins, as can be seen from several encounters with him, such as Pan's Labyrinth and the Werewolf incident.

Ye Zhi is not only an outstanding lord who can lead his fiefdom through the cold wave, but also a talented poet chosen by God. Even his pet is chosen by God. Clan is secretly glad to be able to make friends with him and said with a smile:
"Actually, I have nothing to do recently, and I would like to go hunting for a wyvern with you. I just wonder if you are willing?"

Ye Zhi was stunned.

Crane wants to go hunting with me?

Forget it. Wherever he goes, people die. I don’t want to be involved in the case!
Yeats declined Crane's request, and the detective did not force it. He said goodbye to Yeats and said that they could contact each other through ancient coins if there was any situation.

Looking at Cran's receding back, Yeats took out the ancient coin and looked at it, lost in thought.

The most famous coin in Phantom Wings is the coin made by Mammon, the god of greed. It is said that if you own "Mammon's coin", you will have countless wealth.

Mammon is sometimes regarded as the god of wealth and worshipped by businessmen, but once believers in Mammon are discovered, they will be regarded as heretics by the Inquisition and tortured.

The coin spun between Yeats's hand and fingers like a fluttering butterfly, which filled Grey with amazement.

"Let's go." Ye Zhi put the coin into his palm and disappeared like magic, "We can reach Fengqi Town before sunset!"

……

Fengqi Town is a prosperous town with windmills. Most of the buildings in the town are made of stone bricks, and the river winding through the town makes the trade prosperous.

There are large tracts of farmland outside the town, where wheat, cabbage, peas, and carrots are grown. There are also many cattle and sheep in the pens. The wind blows through the sea of ​​flowers of violets and tulips, spreading layers of fragrance.

There is an inn in the town, which was the place where the Golden Lion King stayed when he was touring Jianhe County and passing through Fengqi Town. Ye Zhi stayed here and ordered the servants in the inn to contact Helga in the tavern.

Not long after, Helga came to visit. The mercenary leader was a little surprised to see Ye Zhi and said:
"Baron Yeats, are you the one who wants to defeat the wyvern?"

"Any questions?"

"No... it's just that wyvern, it's a mutant." Helga said seriously, "I suggest you don't put yourself in danger, and let your knights fight it on your behalf."

"Mutants?" Ye Zhi pricked up his ears. No wonder Helga wanted to sell this information. It seemed to have some value.

The reward Helga asked for was the dragon tail of the wyvern, and she would also fight together while serving as a guide. This had already been agreed upon in advance.

In response to Ye Zhi's question, Helga said truthfully: "Ordinary wyverns use venom as a means of attack, but this mutant has mastered the power of thunder. This is also the reason why thunderstorms have occurred frequently in Fengqi Valley recently."

"According to conservative estimates, this wyvern possesses quasi-king-level power." Helga said with some embarrassment, "If you go hunting in person... I can't guarantee your safety..."

"I am a three-ring sword-dancing poet, so I should have no problem protecting myself."

After saying this, Ye Zhi dispelled the trickster's concealment method, and the aura of the three rings leaked out.

Helga was slightly startled.

Immediately, a strong strange color appeared in her eyes. She was stunned for a while and said in a hoarse voice:
"If I remember correctly... the last time we met, you were only... the second ring?"

Yeats nodded.

The shock in Helga's eyes became more and more obvious. She opened her mouth, and a storm of emotions surged in her heart.

How long has it been? Baron Ye Zhi has already been promoted to the third level? In such a short time, it is far from enough to digest the third level potion. How did he become a sword dancing poet!

This speed of promotion can no longer be described as genius!

The idea of ​​fleeing to Morning Frost Ridge once again lingered in Helga's mind, and the idea was stronger than last time.

Being promoted to the third ring at such a young age and making such rapid progress, Baron Yeats's upper limit is difficult to estimate.

There is an old saying from the Emperor of Lorraine that a wise bird chooses a tree to roost in. What is before us is not a rotten wood, but a towering giant tree!

Ye Zhi was a three-ring sword dancing poet, and Helga, who was also a three-ring poet, had no right to question him. They quickly agreed on the time to enter the valley.

Afterwards, Helga tactfully pointed out that the Scorpion Lion Mercenary Group was currently on the verge of disbanding, and the mercenaries in the group were looking for a lord worthy of surrendering to...

Yeats naturally understood the hidden meaning and pondered it in secret.

He had come into contact with this Scorpion-Lion Mercenary Group, which had about fifty members, all of whom were elite soldiers. They were masters who could defeat ten mortals alone, and when placed on the battlefield with the blessing of magic, they were a sharp force that should not be underestimated.

Helga herself is a leadership talent that the territory lacks. She has three rings of combat power and is a character that can enter the card pool.

"I will write a personal letter." Ye Zhi said, "After this hunt, you will lead the team to Dawn Frost Ridge and give this letter to Fucas. I believe that the treatment will satisfy everyone in the Manticore Mercenary Group."

Helga felt that her wish had been fulfilled, and she smiled with relief and said:
"I am willing to die for the Baron!"

*
The next day.

Wind Valley.

The vegetation was sparse and the ground was bare rock. Yeats's eyes fell on an abandoned mine car at the entrance of the tunnel. Helga said:
"Fengqi Valley produces jade, turquoise, and jadeite. Because of the flying dragon, miners have been killed many times, so the work has been stopped for many days."

Led by Helga, Yeats and Gray passed through a forest and saw an open area in the distance. There were black pits on the ground, as if they were caused by lightning. On the cliff, there was a dark cave, which seemed to be the habitat of a wyvern.

"It was here that we were attacked by a wyvern before." Helga frowned. "That dragon is very cunning, but it will always return to this nest. We have to wait patiently."

"I have a plan," Yeats said. "Use bait to lure the wyvern out."

"Bait?" Helga was surprised, only to see Ye Zhi summon a salmon shining with rainbow light from the magical pet plane!
This salmon actually spoke human language, which made Helga's eyes widen.

"I know what you mean, Yeats."

Feitan's mental state was as stable as ever, and he was as peaceful as a koala. He said calmly:
"I'll just lie there and secrete fish oil to lure the wyvern closer, right?"

Ye Zhi was stunned and said, "Feitan, why do you seem to have experienced this kind of thing before?"

Feitan said calmly: "Yes, but I'm used to it."

Gray muttered, "It seems that Feitan is a fish with a lot of stories..."

Ye Zhi thought to himself, "The Salmon Knight is indeed the chosen one of the Magic Gods! He and I, the hero, see things in the same way!"

Immediately, the wise salmon was shrouded in rainbow light and floated in a puddle of rainwater in an open area, flapping back and forth.

The scent it exudes is an extremely tempting tonic for Warcraft. Swallowing this fish may even help enhance the source of life!
Soon, a rustling sound came from a bush. Ye Zhi grasped the hilt of the sword silently, but heard human voices.

"Honey, wait for me!"

"Hurry, Beowulf, I see fish!"

A khaki-brown mountain cat with pointed ears jumped out of the jungle like a swift hunter and pounced on Feitan.

Bobcats, also known as lynxes, are excellent hunters.

Seeing that something was not right, Feitan was enveloped in rainbow light, floated up, and returned at Yeats's command.

Seeing this, the mountain cat widened his eyes in shock and shrieked:
“This fish can actually fly!”

From behind it, a tall and strong man with a body as strong as a brown bear came panting. He wore a bearskin cloak, carried a longbow and shield on his back, and had a quiver and a long sword on his waist. When he ran, he looked like a moving fortress.

The strong man named Beowulf drew his longbow and aimed his arrow at Feitan.

At this time, he only heard the voice of the message.

"Are you the descendant of a dragon-slayer?"

Beowulf's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked around for the source of the communication technique, only to see a silver-haired boy in front of a high slope and dense forest, looking at him.

"Who are you?" Beowulf became alert and drew his sword. How could he tell me my life story directly?
Ye Zhi chuckled: "I only made such a guess because I heard the magic pet calling your name. If you don't mind, please come forward and talk!"

"Beowulf" is one of the four epics of Midgard, recording the epic of the dragon slayer Beowulf.

It tells the story of how Beowulf slew giants and sea monsters, ascended the throne, and fifty years after becoming king, in his twilight years, he picked up the sword of his youth, fought a desperate duel with a dragon, and ultimately died together.

A hero will not shrink from old age, and will remain as ambitious as ever even in his old age. The core of the epic poem "Beowulf" is similar to Yeats' previous work "The Old Man and the Sea".

In the Central Courtyard Continent, it is quite common for children to inherit their parents' names.

The man in front of him, who was as strong as a bear and carrying a mountain cat on his shoulder, was obviously the descendant of the dragon slayer Beowulf.

"He doesn't look like a bad guy."

Influenced by his talent of being harmless to humans and animals, the mountain cat whispered to Beowulf, "Why don't you just put away your sword?"

Beowulf nodded silently, came to Yeats, and said in a muffled voice: "What's the matter?"

Ye Zhi was thinking about how to recruit this strong and sturdy man like Xu Zhu into his territory.

boom!
Thunderclouds surged in the sky, a deafening roar exploded, and a deep green flying shadow cut through the sky, attacking the wise salmon with an oppressive feeling that was almost at the king level!

"Your strategy worked, Yeats." Fetan said calmly.

Yeats drew his sword, but Beowulf moved even faster and shouted:
"Go ahead, Bobcat!"

The mountain cat named Honey bared its teeth viciously, let out a hissing sound from its throat, and rushed out as fast as lightning!

Seeing this, Ye Zhi silently recited the summoning spell and then said:
"Go ahead, Snow Leopard!"

The snow leopard suddenly charged forward with biting cold wind, its speed much faster than the lynx, shocking the lynx so much that it looked sideways with its pupils wide open.

"Your cat is quite nice," Beowulf praised sincerely.

Ye Zhi smiled and said, "Thank you. Your cat is pretty good too. It can even catch a wyvern."

"Look carefully," the mountain cat screamed, "It's a snow leopard!"

(End of this chapter)