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As the two left, Ash, who was following behind the Five Princesses, suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "I owe you an apology, Your Majesty. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

This was the first time Roland had heard her use an honorific to herself, "It's okay, I have some ...... about what happened in the palace."

"We all know it's not you," Ash shook his head, "that kind of person can't lead us to victory over the Church, and it won't give witches full freedom and trust, and I'm sorry I didn't believe that until you defeated the Church." She paused, "Every witch remembers what you've done, and you're better suited to be Mistress Tilly's older brother than he is." ”

Ash would say something like that, and it can only be said that Tilly herself thinks so. As a result, until the end, they didn't believe that they were the fourth prince...... Roland couldn't laugh or cry for a while, but is this an alternative way of recognition?

Looking at his sister smiling behind her, he suddenly understood something in his heart.

The transcendent witch stroked her chest with her right hand, bent slightly, her black ponytail hanging down her shoulders, and her golden eyes were like dazzling stars in the dusk.

"Greetings to you, Ashbringer, Your Majesty. ”

Three days later, Andrea waited for the long-awaited send-off banquet.

Not expecting to leave, but expecting the new delicacy declared by His Majesty.

Ever since the last time she parted, she had been obsessed with what His Majesty had said was better than ice cream, and she had always had great expectations for it when she came here. It's just that the battle with the church is very important, and she is not embarrassed to take the initiative to mention it, and now she can finally get what she wants.

The banquet was not held at the castle, but in the enlarged back garden.

Walking through the promenade of olive trees and into the center of the garden, before the food was seen, an extremely strong aroma had already entered Andrea's nose. The crystal fish of the Eternal Winter Glacier, the Baiwei eggs in the Wolf's Heart Cliffs, or the fjord rainbow trout known for their fresh fragrance? No...... No, she had never smelled such an enticing smell, not even the rarest of ingredients.

"I suddenly felt so hungry. Savi shouted.

"Have you been living like this in the West?" Moriel licked her lips, "It's so enviable!"

"I haven't enjoyed it a few times," Zephyr said, hugging Lian and Evelyn, "they're the ones you should envy." ”

"It's not every day that this kind of feast," Candlelight explains, "and the usual dessert is only made once every three days." ”

"It's only been three days...... "Moriel said, "Why do I think you're showing off?" ”

"Oh, I didn't. ”

"Hey, don't let the saliva come out," Ash glanced at Andrea, though her throat was just as throbbing.

Andrea didn't sneer back as usual, her attention was now focused on the round stumps that lay out on one side of the garden.

At first glance, they looked like they had grown out of the ground, their thick trunks that required seven or eight people to wrap around, and the heat was billowing in the middle, as if something was burning.

When she walked in, she found that the inside of the stump had been hollowed out, and there was a huge iron pot on the top, and the strong fragrance was emitted from the soup in the pot.

The low table next to the stump was piled up with all kinds of food—although there were many kinds of food, they were all things that could be eaten normally, and there were no rare dishes. Another thing that puzzled her was that the food was raw.

This is the first time Andrea has seen this way of setting up a banquet, there are no attendants shuttling between the banquets, there are no white cloths, music and crowds, everyone is sitting around the stump, looking at this posture, it seems that she has to do it herself.

Sure enough, after all the witches arrived, Roland clapped his hands and announced the start of the feast, "This is a hot pot feast, the way to eat it is very simple, put your favorite food in the pot, cook it and enjoy it!"

Autumn is a good season to eat hot pot, as a widely loved cooking method by the people, it is simple to operate, basically understandable at a glance, even the simplest vegetarian dishes, can also eat delicious taste. The most important thing is that it is very down-to-earth, diners gather together and share the food in the same pot, which is easier to enhance the feelings between each other than a traditional dinner party with exquisite style, and as a banquet before parting, it can also dispel the reluctance and depression in everyone's hearts.

The essence of hot pot lies in the soup stock, and the cooking methods of this era are very monotonous, usually one ingredient is one taste, so special attention is paid to the quality of the ingredients themselves. Roland instructs the chef to mix and boil a variety of foods with unique flavors, such as whole chicken, pork bones, bird's nose mushrooms, seafood and spices, etc., and the resulting broth is far more flavorful than can be obtained by cooking one or two ingredients alone.

As for the nature-inspired hot pot table, it is made of leaves - the heart of the forest allows the plants to grow as quickly as she wants, and without additional processing, they can become the shape that Roland wants. The inside of the table is covered with a heat-insulating coating, so even if you light up the alcohol lamp, it will not burn the table, but the temperature of the inner wall will slowly spread to the entire stump, and you can feel the warmth when you put your hands on the tabletop.

When Andrea put a slice of boiled meat into her mouth, the rich and intense flavor made her hum.

The aroma of dozens of ingredients hits her tongue in turn, and the hot soup flows down her throat and into her stomach, which is the opposite of ice cream bread, but it is no less unstoppable.

According to the dining etiquette of the nobles, they should eat the contents of their own plates before serving new food, but the new gadgets made by His Majesty obviously can't be eaten like this, otherwise they can only watch others scoop up all the dishes.

The sisters at the same table were not very elegant, or the hot pot was destined to be elegant, and even in front of Master Tilly, there were several plates of scalded delicacies neatly arranged, and the ashes had fished the spoon in front of her several times.

"Authenticity is the essence of food...... Whoever said that if you don't put anything, the soup will be closer to the original flavor?" said the transcendent, mimicking her tone, "I remember that someone still regarded refined salt and spices as a barbaric way of cooking, and the true nobility disdained it, how could it be different from what I saw?"

In the past, Andrea might have argued for a couple of sentences, and even felt a little congested, but now, she has understood what is most important.

It makes much more sense to take the time to enjoy them than to just add to your mouth.

She glanced at the ashes nonchalantly, and without hesitation, she brushed off the other's spoon and filled the tumbling slices of meat into her own bowl.

This time, Andrea ate to her heart's content.