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A white-robed ascetic monk with a flail on his back grabbed the young nobleman who was about to get serious, and said a few words with downcast eyebrows. The nobleman pulled his scarf up to cover his face, and stopped talking indiscriminately.

The nationals of the country who were abandoned in the border town of Shijia Principality were taken to the wasteland by the nightmare butcher to feed them. This kind of thing is so embarrassing that it cannot be said!

Anthony was not aggressive either, he just pretended that this had never happened, and led him straight to the living area next to the canteen of the undead.

The Undead Canteen was originally a large open space, and the sparse wooden houses around it were overturned and rebuilt into a living area. Among the dozens of bungalows, only two of the ones facing the street were occupied, and the others were still empty, which was suitable for entertaining outsiders—although It's not a decent room, but the walls have been painted and the floor is covered with cement, which is better than sleeping in a tent.

The Prosperity Church is not as big as the Sun Church. The holy priests are all people who can endure hardships and are not picky about where they live.

The official members of the visiting group, the dozen or so nobles from Shiga King City really looked down on this kind of stable-like bungalow, but they really didn't have the conditions to pay attention to it in this environment, so they lived in it holding their noses.

After the guests settled down, Anthony went to the cafeteria next door to inform the old man.

The visitors of the Prosperity Church who had just put away their luggage and tied up their horses were soon informed that they could go to the big cafeteria next door to eat by themselves.

Everyone who had been on the road early in the morning was already hungry. Even the young nobles who had just been humiliated not long ago did not refuse, and came to the cafeteria together.

As soon as they entered the door, the guests saw... in the hall of the cafeteria, undead mixed among strong women helping to arrange the dishes (players who came to collect the reputation of the chamber of commerce for daily use).

What is even more shocking is that in the semi-open kitchen, the people who are busy in front of the pots and stoves are also undead...

The holy priests had eaten the food cooked by the undead two years ago, and they all went to the table where the dishes were arranged.

The official members of the visiting group who encountered this for the first time were a little bit square. A group of Shiga nobles stood at the gate of the cafeteria and looked at each other, neither entering nor retreating.

Andre found a place to sit down only to find that none of the official members of the visiting group had come in. He quickly got up and walked over, his face as normal as possible to the envoy of the envoy group, the royal member of Shiga Principality, Earl Timos, whispered : "Your Excellency Timos, you can eat the food prepared by the undead without any scruples. Brother Lowell also praises the food prepared by the undead."

Earl Timos cast his eyes on the holy priests who had already sat at the dining table, nodded, took the lead to walk in, and took the lead to sit down again.

Seeing that His Excellency the Earl had already sat down, the other members of the mission could not continue to stand, so they bit the bullet and followed.

The young noble who took off his cloak hesitantly slowed down, and when he passed by Andre, he asked in a low voice: "Mr. These undead?"

Andre's eyes couldn't help pausing for a while on the young nobleman's face.

This one is Brother Lowell's great-great...great-grandson, and he can still see some of Brother Lowell's genetic blood in his appearance.

Because the monk devoted himself to the church and neglected the development of the family, the Lowell family's title was not high, they only retained the title of Viscount, and the fiefdom was still very small, with only two small towns.

If Brother Lowell was not still alive, the Lowell family might have slipped to the baron, lord, and disappeared.

The letter written back by the monk, Andre, a subordinate of the holy cavalry regiment, had the opportunity to read it, but the descendants of the monk may not be able to see it in person.

Brother Andre felt a little sympathetic to this descendant of the Lowell family, nodded slightly, and said, "That's right...your great-grandfather had a broad mind unimaginable by ordinary people."

The young nobleman bowed slightly to Andre, and strode towards the dining table.

The canteen, which usually only seats more than 200 people, is a bit crowded to receive more than [-] people at a time, and a lot of plastic benches were temporarily added to barely accommodate them.

The relatively simple-minded holy priests sat down and only thought about eating. The full-fledged members of the visiting group could not be as sloppy as they were. Even Earl Timos, like the young nobleman, was just because of the relationship of the family itself. No matter who came here to rub their qualifications, they all looked at the furnishings in the cafeteria calmly.

The tables and chairs in the cafeteria were all bought by Yang Qiu from the closed fast food restaurant. They were all cheap hard plastic tables and chairs, which made it difficult for Shiga nobles who had never seen this kind of material to distinguish between high and low, and their attitude became more cautious.

The cafeteria itself is an assembled steel room, and the exterior is fine, so if you take a closer look, you won’t see any major problems; when you sit inside, you can see that the walls and ceiling are full of assembly marks, and the touch is also full of steel sheets. Let the Shiga nobles sitting against the wall not understand the financial resources of the undead regime, and become more and more suspicious-the minerals of the Shiga Principality are not barren, but this kind of behavior of using high-quality steel to build houses is still too prodigal up!

What's even more outrageous is that the stove baffle that separates the hall from the cafeteria is all made of gleaming stainless steel, and the Shijia nobles who know the goods are almost blinded!

The civilian women who are waiting for the canteen helpers and the undead who come to earn prestige serve the dinner on the table, and the Shiga nobles are even more confused about where they are...

The recipes of the Undead Canteen in Exile Town are relatively monotonous. Because both Master Liu and Lao Geng have to work as "online GMs" part-time, it is true that the two veterans of the national team do not have much time to spend on the dishes. The dishes are all semi-finished dishes (prefabricated dishes).

At the moment, all the dishes served on the table are semi-finished dishes that can be eaten after heating: tomato and egg soup, fish-flavored shredded pork, sweet and sour pork tenderloin.

After all, it's "friends coming from afar", so Master Liu decided to treat him well. Not only did he add marinated meat jerky recovered from players by Daoist Manan, but he also picked a batch of fresh vegetables and put them in the instant noodles. Cook together as a staple food...

Three dishes and one soup plus staple food, complete with meat and vegetables, in just over an hour of preparation time, this is the greatest sincerity that Chef Liu can show.

And this set of dinner... in the eyes of the guests being entertained, it can only be described as grand - after all, it is really difficult for the aborigines to understand the convenience food produced by industrial assembly lines like prepared dishes, but only look at the food. In terms of the appearance of the items, anyone with a little common sense in life can see the difficulty of preparing these dishes.

The green leafy vegetables that Master Liu really puts his heart into and adds to the staple food are not very eye-catching... The Principality of Shiga, which is good at agriculture, has long researched the technology of planting vegetables in winter.

The envoy of the visiting delegation, Count Timos, a member of the royal family of the Duke of Shiga, tasted the dishes, and couldn't help saying to Andre at the same table: "What Brother Lowell said is true, the undead of Tarantan are indeed hospitable. "

Knowing that the visiting group is coming, they prepare meals in advance, or this kind of delicate meals that are willing to use spices (seasonings). If you say that these undead are not warm and thoughtful, then you are talking nonsense with your eyes closed.

Andre nodded yes.

After eating a proper meal, the guests were very satisfied, as was Master Liu who prepared the food.

"It's better to be a newcomer, don't be picky eaters, do you see how clean the plates are?" After the guests left, Master Liu happily showed the plates with no food residue left to the women working in the cafeteria, "Anthony Pony and his gang It’s all over the top, every time I leave a bunch.”

The commoner women who worked as helpers just laughed.

Anthony, who had just entered the door, pretended not to hear Master Liu scolding him, and said with a normal face: "Master Liu, do you want to call the visiting team over to talk to you?"

Master Liu thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "Forget it, these guests still have scruples about our undead, let them go to see Brother Luo first."

Anthony nodded, and went out to continue the work of entertaining guests.

On this side, Master Liu is not going to show up. On the other side, Andre, who has read Brother Lowell's letter and knows that there are undead consuls, is thinking about it. He took the initiative to ask Anthony who was in charge of entertaining them: "Can we pay a visit?" Where is the undead mayor here?"

"No need." Anthony, who was arranging for women to prepare bath water for the guests, said without hesitation, "Our undead mayor here doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if he sees it or not."

In the swamp of poisonous mist, Brother Lahong, who was leading people to encircle and suppress the elite group that brought me medicine, suddenly sneezed a few times.

"Can you still catch a cold in the game? Or is it debuffed?" Good friend Phantom looked at him in surprise, and gave Lahong a dark blessing.

"It's okay, don't waste mana." Brother Lahong waved his hand, and then shouted at the others, "Did you find the medicine residue? We must beat this shit out of SHI today, you dare to snatch me!"

The undead consul's refusal to meet him made Andre feel quite confused, so he went to the residence where Count Dimos was staying to report the matter.

Earl Timothy was also someone who had read Lowell's letter, and he still remembered the undead Mayor of Westham introduced by the monk in the letter, and like Andre, he did not believe Anthony's reasons at all.

But in the final analysis, this is the territory of the undead, and the mayor of the undead does not want to see them, and they have no stance to be unhappy-at least they will arrange a place to repair the accommodation when they come up, and entertain them with delicious food and drinks.

Sitting on the bed made of bricks and planks and thinking for a while, Earl Timos sighed and said, "Perhaps...we came too late, and the undead of Tarantan doubted our sincerity."

Andre, who was standing beside him, was silent.

Brother Lowell frequently wrote letters back to the Principality of Shiga, and it was already at the beginning of last year (in a foreign world).

It's a pity that those letters have not been taken seriously by the Prosperity Church, let alone a visiting delegation that complied with the request of the monks.

Due to its hostility to the Church of the Sun, the Prosperity Church did not have that deep aversion to the Nightmare Butcher, but the ascetic monks of this church had a close relationship with the notorious Nightmare Butcher, which still made the Holy Land of Prosperity dull.

If it weren't for Brother Lowell's high reputation and transcendent status, the Holy Land would not have just removed Brother Lowell's authority in the Holy Priest Cavalry Regiment... reprimand, forced recall, and even excommunication are all possible.

Andre is just a small captain in the cavalry regiment, and he is not qualified to question the decision-making of the Holy Land. He himself is skeptical of the undead regime described in the monk's letter - it's not that he doesn't believe the monk's vision, but that he doesn't believe that The unashamed black mage.

It wasn't until years ago that the Church of the Sun's hype about the legend of the Nightmare Butcher's promotion and the glorious results of the undead of Tarantan spread to the Principality of Shiga, that the Prosperity Holy Land began to face up to the letters sent back by Brother Lowell.

The Nightmare Butcher and the undead he summoned really made the Church of the Sun feel threatened. This is one of the messages interpreted by the senior priests of the Prosperous Holy Land from these two rumors... After all, if the Church of the Sun really has the means to kill the Nightmare Butcher, then There's no need to spread the word about how threatening this black mage is to the continent of Nabalon.

Another piece of information deciphered by the senior priests of the Prosperity Holy Land is that the Nightmare Butcher and his undead regime have gained a firm foothold in the Rhine Kingdom.

This makes the Holy Land of Prosperity not pay attention to this matter—you must know that when the undead of Tarantan appeared for the first time, the first person they encountered was the holy priest of the Prosperity Church!

And that was just less than two years ago!

In less than two years, troops left Tarantan and blatantly dug out two earldoms from the Rhine Kingdom, and the Rhine royal family had to admit that the puppet lord supported by the Nightmare Butcher had the legal right to rule... Nightmare Butcher and what he represented The undead regime, its potential has been seen at a glance.

The letter written by Brother Lowell a year ago was dug out from the pile of old papers again. This time, no one questioned the vision and courage of the monk. Lan Tan's undead can be regarded as the escort of the old acquaintance Andre... In the eyes of the big shots in the Holy Land, this is enough to show sincerity.

But for Earl Timos, who hastily took over the task, this is obviously not the case.

Andre didn't know how to comfort the envoy, and after holding back for a long time, he could only utter one sentence: "After seeing Brother Rowell, maybe the monk will find a way to make up for the relationship between us."

While the envoy and the chief guard of the visiting group were worried, Brother Lowell, who was in Innatrix, was also worried about the visiting group.

After rushing from Westem to Innatrix, and meeting Yang Qiu's projection avatar left here in the city lord's mansion, Brother Lowell talked about the visiting group.

Yang Qiu patiently listened to Brother Lowell's talk for a long time, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, monk, the undead in the town of exile have already settled them. If there are no accidents, you will soon be able to meet people in Innatrix."

Brother Rowell was a little embarrassed: "Since that's the case, I'm relieved. I'm just worried that they will have friction with the undead."

"How could it be? Prosperity Church is our friend. Our undead friends are very clear about the enemy and us." Yang Qiu said calmly.

The player's eyes will turn green when they see a red name, and they won't react when they see a green name. Yang Qiu is very relieved about this.

These comforting words made Brother Lowell look worried.

"Friends... I hope." Brother Lowell did not deliberately hide his emotions from Yang Qiu, and showed a wry smile openly.

"It's not a hope, but a certainty." Yang Qiu smiled, and said meaningfully, "Crafter, I believe that we will establish a deep, stable and unbreakable friendship."