The Terra Travel Diary of Neither Sacred, Rhea, nor Terra

This time, Miku did not serve the greasy hot pot, but instead baked a pizza with a thick layer of cheese on it.

The cheese, which is almost overflowing from the curling edge, is sprinkled with various diced meats and diced fruits that are cut into similar sizes to the meat. Among them, pineapple diced fruits are the most numerous and the most eye-catching.

"Hawaiian Surf and Turf Supreme Fruit Assorted Pineapple Pizza, please enjoy." Miku said as he brought the pizza, which was almost 30 inches in size, to the table.

By the way, four sets of Western tableware were also placed on the table.

"??"

Compared to complaining about how many people can finish such a big plate of pizza,

And how on earth did Miku get such a big pizza out of that small-looking oven?

What Kristen and Di Ling were more curious about was why there were four sets of tableware.

Aren't there three people? Or does the robot BT also eat pizza?

The two puzzled people simultaneously turned their eyes to BT on the side.

Noticing the looks of Kristen and Di Ling, BT moved with reluctance, revealing the power cord plugged in for charging behind him.

It clearly states that you don't need to eat food with extremely low energy conversion efficiency.

I don't know why, the power cord connecting the BT and the socket looks so much like the power supply used for rice cookers and microwave ovens.

Without dwelling on the shape of the power cord for too long, Kristen and Di Ling turned their attention back to the extra set of tableware.

Did Miku take too much?

"I didn't take much, it's because we have guests." Miku took off his chef's hat and apron and sat down at the table first.

Hearing what Miku said, Kristen and Di Ling both turned their gaze to the door of the cabin.

It's raining so hard outside, why are there still customers? Or are they hiding from the rain?

That's not right. Normally, travelers on Terra would stop when encountering such heavy rain and find a place to shelter from the rain as quickly as possible.

Wait, isn't this a wasteland outside?

While Kristen and Di Ling were puzzled, there were two knocks on the door of the cottage, and a very gentle female voice said:

"Can you please come in and hide from the rain?"

"It's still an angel." Miku explained to the two after hearing the voice.

At least from the sound of it, it sounds quite angelic.

But for some reason, both Kristen and Di Ling felt that Miku's explanation was strange.

40: Dark Angel

It was not until the guest who knocked on the door came in that Kristen and Di Ling realized that the angel Miku was talking about was a literal angel.

A circle of irregular crystal blocks floats above the heads of the guests who are still strolling outside in such a heavy rain.

Behind it is a pair of wings made of dozens of irregular crystals of the same material, but slightly larger.

It also floats behind the traveler without any contact.

All these racial characteristics indicate to others that the guest who came to the hut to take shelter from the rain, or the unfortunate traveler, is a Sakota from the holy city of Lateran.

That is the angel in the eyes of the Terrans.

Unfortunately, the identity of an angel cannot allow this traveler to ignore the invasion of heavy rain. The black hair that originally reached her ankles was covered with rain and stuck tightly to the angel's back.

The white top was completely soaked, and the dark color of the lining was faintly visible.

The over-the-knee black stockings also became shiny because of the rain, and the black abstinence-style high heels kept leaking rainwater onto the floor.

The only thing that didn't seem to have much of an impact was the staff in the angel's hand that looked like a cello and a big sword.

After spending a few seconds sizing up the soaked angel, Miku said:

"The bathroom is upstairs. There's hot water on the left and a clothes dryer next to the wall. Clean up first and then come down to eat something."

"...Really, thank you very much." The angel was obviously surprised by Miku's hospitality, but still declined:

"I'll just stay at the door. I'll leave when the rain stops."

He looked like he didn't care that he was soaked.

"Okay then." Knowing how suspicious it was to have his little house in the wilderness, Miku didn't say much.

He just raised his hand and waved to BT beside him.

BT, which was charging, didn't want to pay attention to Miku and turned his head away.

"……" Seeing that BT was not so cooperative, Miku had some helplessness and could only do it himself and waved to the bar.

With Miku's action, the cabinet door next to the bar opened as if by an invisible hand, and then a cup of water flew out from it. He filled it with a cup of hot water and then flew to the angel.

"What an amazing skill." The angel who took the cup of water praised it, but unfortunately the perfunctory tone could be heard by the three people present.

This ability to drive objects with thoughts is not particularly rare on Terra.

The angel who took the cup of water didn't drink it. He just held the cup as if it was a hand warmer.

Apart from the fact that he was traveling in the rain, the rest of the behavior of this drenched angel was quite consistent with what a traveler should be like.

Be cautious and stay alert to all unknown things.

After serving the other party a cup of hot water, Miku didn't say anything else. He invited Christen and Di Ling to sit down and start eating.

While Miku and his group were eating the oversized Angry Syracuse pizza, the angel holding a glass of water quietly looked around at this mansion that stood out in the wilderness.

The luxurious curtains and carpets, as well as the lamps that imitate candle lighting, are very Lancellar style.

But within this luxurious style, a bunch of Victorian country style furniture is very reasonably added.

Conflicting yet extremely harmonious, it can be seen that the designer who decorated this cottage is a master in interior decoration.

If this kind of decoration is placed in the villa of any Victorian noble, it would be nothing special.

problem, but it would be too strange to put it in a lonely little house in a wasteland.

No matter how eccentric a noble is, he would not abandon his villa in the wilderness and not install a land-based device for it... Could it be that all this is an illusion?

The angel carefully touched his staff, which looked like a cello, and found no trace of illusion.

In other words, with the angel's ability, he could not find any traces of illusion.

This realization made the angel nervous, as the illusion was so powerful that even her abilities could not detect it.

Even if he wasn't the Witch King, he was pretty close.

Although Miku, who had been concentrating on eating so far, did not show any hostility.

But the angel, who never presumed good intentions towards others, wondered whether he should find a reason to leave the cabin early.

But that would be too deliberate, and it would be even worse if it caused any misunderstanding.

While the angel was worrying about his current situation, Miku was not just sitting there eating.

Or maybe he's just eating on the surface, while the private chat channel is still open.

"Is this the angel tribe?"

Miku asked Kristen.

"Yes, these wings and halo are the symbols of the Sakota people."

While eating pizza and answering Miku's questions, Christen suddenly felt that this way of communication was great.

It won’t be eavesdropped on and it won’t interfere with your eating.

"It turns out that the wings and halos of Terra's angels are black." Miku said in surprise.

When Christen and Miku introduced the Terra race before, they introduced the racial characteristics of the angels, their living habits, their fighting methods, and their cultural atmosphere.

The only thing that is not introduced is the color of the wings.

For angels, white wings and black wings are two completely different concepts. The latter are generally called fallen angels.

Although black wings are not exclusive to fallen angels, for example, Sariel has a pair of pitch-black wings.

But most of the black wings are fallen angels... So the angels on Terra are actually fallen angels?

"No, the Sakota I know all have white wings and black wings... I heard Nastie say that black wings are a symbol of the fallen angels among the Sakota tribe, but this Sakota doesn't have the more critical characteristics of the fallen angel."

Kristen immediately explained.

"Oh, what is the more critical characteristic of the fallen angels?" Miku was not surprised that there were angels and fallen angels in the world of Terra.

I just don't know whether the relationship between the angels and fallen angels in this world is that they tear each other's wings apart or comb each other's wings.

"Sakota is a Sarkaz who was transformed by instruments of ancient civilization. If he falls from heaven, obvious Sarkaz characteristics will appear on his body," Christen explained.

The Sarkaz are the demons of the Terra world, and the most common features among these demons are horns on their heads, tails behind their backs, and many little secrets.

Of course, it has demonic horns and a demonic tail.

However, this soaked black-winged angel does not have these features, only the halo and wings are black.

"Perhaps it's because the fallen angel's Sarkaz bloodline is like the blood demon, which doesn't have particularly obvious racial characteristics."

Kristen said in a less than certain tone.

"Is it possible that this Sakota is not a fallen angel, but just has black wings inherited from his family?"

When Christen had already determined that this drowned angel was a fallen angel, Miku thought in the opposite way.

"Is it hereditary? Probably not..." Kristen once again carefully looked at Sakota at the door and gave her reasons:

"The weapon in the opponent's hand is not the gun that Sakota usually uses."

"That's true." Miku agreed to some extent.

Previously, when Christen and Miku introduced the angels of the Terra world, these Shakota, they specifically mentioned that the weapons of these Shakota were guns...which were what Miku knew as firearms.

This kind of weapon that can send people directly to see God is a little strange on an angel, but it is not strange in Miku's eyes... Miku has even seen angels with floating guns or driving star destroyers around them.

The fact that he had no firearms meant that this Sakota either did not have a license to use firearms or his license had been revoked.

In Miku's perception, given the power this angel possesses, it is most likely the latter.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the power researched by this angel himself is greater than the so-called gun weapon, so he simply abandoned it.

The conversation between Miku and Kristen was in the private chat channel, and Di Ling had no chance to interrupt.

She could only put on a confused attitude of "Who am I?", "Where am I?", "What is the boss talking about?", "The pizza is so delicious".

This scene only brought fear to Sakota who was standing at the door.

Imagine three people sitting around a table eating an oversized Syracuse pizza, with no sound other than the chewing.

One of the Caprinis looked dazed and confused. This scene would be incomprehensible and weird to anyone.

If it's replaced with pig intestine sashimi, it would become terrifying.

Coupled with the legend about the Scarlet Castle from the Gallic Empire period that was circulated in the area, Sacotta at the door felt more and more that it was a mistake for him to knock on the door to avoid the rain.

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Sakota, who used musical instruments as his weapons instead of guns, decided not to find an excuse and just leave this strange hut.

Miku paused to eat, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the rational liquid and asked the Sakota:

"Are you a musician?"

41: This angel is destined to be with me

"Are you a musician?"

Miku's questions somewhat relieved Sakota's inner tension.

It wasn't because Miku's tone sounded peaceful, but because Miku spoke.

What this Sakota is most worried about is that people like Miku will remain silent and then suddenly give her a hard blow... This is also her most commonly used routine.

"Yes, I am a musician." Sakta nodded slightly to acknowledge his profession, and suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity and continued:

"If you allow me, I can play a song to express my gratitude."

As he spoke, Sakota lifted a bow that matched the violin staff, placed it on the strings and played a note.

The clear sound of the piano, like flowing water, echoed in the cabin, demonstrating the performer's skillful skills.

At the same time, a subtle and barely perceptible Originium technique flowed into every corner of the hut along with the sound of the piano.