The Song of Gendaya

The dinner was held in a 2-Layer, a three-story stone building behind the main fort. This is a very spacious welcoming hall. More than 20 long wooden tables are neatly arranged here. The tables are full of various kinds of food, and the table is also full of Knights who are dining.

Brightly lit on the candle holder, set off the harmonious dining atmosphere. There is no excessively loud noise here, but from time to time there are pleasant teasing from men and women.

More men are just bystanders, and their attention is still on the food and wine on the table. A few simple but beautiful cooks wandered between the tables, adding dishes and filling glasses for the Knights, and beware of out-of-date perverted hands. Below the dining table, a few listless dogs were searching for the fallen food.

Linde's mind doesn't seem to be on the dining table at the moment, and the strange environment will inevitably make him a little uncomfortable. Both of his hands support their chin and observe the people around him.

He noticed that the nobles who had previously communicated with Glatis in a low voice in front of the main fort also appeared here. They sat on the master's seat on the high platform, using exquisite silver tableware, They ate the same meal as the Knights below, the only difference was that the silver salt dish was placed on their side.

The only thing he did not see Sir Glattes, he seemed to vaguely remember someone telling him that Sir Glattes likes to be alone, and generally does not want to appear in public.

And Linde himself was sitting at the end of a table near the exit, and the Knights who had come here with him were scattered everywhere.

Linde saw them hug their familiar friends, using the food in front of them to talk about topics of mutual interest.

Fortunately, the kind-faced Knight always sat by his side, and this made his original nervous and restrained feelings less than half.

"young man, what are you looking at, is the food here not to your appetite?" The kind-looking Knight suddenly asked, he still held a roast in his hand and took two bites of it. Apple.

"No, sir."

Linde smiled and shook his head. He couldn't say that he had no appetite when he looked at the rich dishes in front of him. Especially the crispy roasted suckling pig, the slightly sweet almond milk stewed hen, and the salad made of various fresh fruits make people mouth-watering. These delicious meals were something he had rarely been able to eat before.

"Then why don't you eat? Still thinking about your partner?" Knight asked deeply, "Don't worry, our guys are all divided into teams, they are I'll help you inquire about your partner. If there is news, someone will tell you after the meal. You can eat with confidence." After that, Knight took another bite of the crisp apple.

"Thank you so much." Linde smiled and took a sip of the sweet soup in the porcelain bowl. "With so much help from you, I still don't know what you should call it."

"Hehe...you're welcome, they all call me the sweet wine Raffith." Knight grinned at the young man.

"Sweet wine? Raffith?" Linde repeated inexplicably.

"haha, it doesn’t really mean anything. Because I’m the son of a sweet wine maker, I’ve grown up in a wine tank, and I’ve been immersed all day long, so I can tell the quality of sweet wine. Skilled, whenever a supplier comes to recommend wines, the quartermaster will definitely call me, and over time I have been given such a title. You can call me dessert wine, or you can call me Lafice directly, It doesn't matter what you call it." At this point, Knight was chuckled again with a grin.

"Mr. Raffith." Linde nodded to him politely.

And just then, a Knight walked up to them and hugged and talked with Rafis.

"Linde, this is my friend Rose." Raffith said apologetically to Linde, then turned to the other side, and they were talking in a low voice.

Linde smiled back and lowered his head to enjoy the food in front of him alone.

I don't know, Linde suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loneliness spontaneously, and his mood was not in harmony with the hustle and bustle around him.

The firewood in the fireplace on one side of the hall was burning violently, and the orange-yellow flame coated the whole hall with a warm color, while bringing the suffocating and warm breath here.

Seeing this, Linde actually felt a little dizzy, a sense of fatigue that he had never experienced before rose in the mind, things in front of him became gradually blurred, and the noise in his ears seemed like dreams and illusions. His consciousness is slowly hazy. It seems that a power is summoning him.

He shook the head hard, which seemed to make him feel a little more awake.

His vision seems to have recovered a bit, he can see the trembling back of the liqueur Rafis.

He couldn't help asking himself, is this unprecedented fatigue and groggy caused by the fatigue of the past few days? Or he has never woken up in a long dream.

The summon sound that was dreamlike and illusory before sounded again, and it gradually became clear in his ears. It was a woman's voice, ethereal and graceful, and it seemed to be mixed with some kind of sadness, but he could not hear clearly, perhaps because he could not understand the other party's language.

Linde shook his body and stood up. He looked around drunkly, but he did not find the source of the sound, and the knights, cooks, and servants around him should make a happy laughter and cheerful voices, but he couldn't hear it at all. He seemed to see many people turning their heads to look at him, and their eyes were filled with surprise.

"Linde! Linde! Pick up your sword!" An ethereal man's voice came from nowhere.

Linde's heart suddenly vibrated, and an inexplicable sense of fear surged into his heart. It suddenly went dark before his eyes, and another picture appeared immediately.

The picture is so real, but it's not like what he has experienced.

In the picture, a man who can't see his face is training a young man with a sword. I saw that the sword in his hand was knocked to the ground by the man again and again, but his eyes were full of grievances.

Only listen to the man but sternly shouted: "Pick up your sword, Linde! Pick up the sword if you want to go back alive, no one will care about your tears in the real fight , That's the most useless thing."

Little Linde silently picked up the long sword on the ground, screaming and continuing to rush towards the man.

That man is not a father. Father always treats himself graciously. Even if his sword technique is poor, father will patiently teach him. Who is this man?

But the picture in front of me suddenly disappeared at this moment, and everything seemed to be back to normal. Linde's hearing was back to normal again, and there was a woman's sharp laughter in his ear, as well as a man's cursing and untuned singing.

Linde is still standing as before, his face is not good-looking, the slight drops of sweat are all over his forehead, and he is panting heavily.

"I said Linde, what's the matter with you?" I don't know when the liqueur Rafis ended the conversation with his friends, he turned and looked at Linde with concern.

Linde shook his head in despair, and sat down slowly.

"No...no...nothing..." Linde's breathing is still fast, and his heartbeat is getting faster and faster. He is still Thinking of the scene before me.

"The child was asleep just now, and he was sleepwalking here? Hahaha..." A drunk at the table next to the table made some nonsense, which caused a burst of laughter from the men and women around him.

"No! Don’t talk nonsense. The child must not be able to stand the temperature here. I was shocked. I will get him some cold soup. Maybe the cool ice will treat him. It's good," said an orange-haired cook, and then she turned and walked towards the kitchen downstairs.

Rafis, the sweet wine, expressed his gratitude to the cook and cursed the drunkard. At last the drunk closed his mouth wittily, and fell asleep shortly after lying on the table.

"Hey, young man, let me just watch cold soup or something! It's a woman's stuff, if it's a man, let me drink this!"

The tall and burly Knight walked to the opposite side of Linde untimely with two big wine glasses drunk, and the two people who had been sitting there left happily.

Knight sat down, his face flushed like the setting sun, full of alcohol, he laughed at Linde and pushed a wine glass directly in front of the boy.

"Hah!" Knight raised his wine glass refreshingly and drank it in one fell swoop.

Linde was only surprised to watch Knight’s raised Adam's apple move up and down, and Raffith, who was sitting next to him, raised his glass and took a sip of his face. There was also a thought-provoking smile on it.

"This is Sir Alham, my old boss." Liquor Rafis started introduced, "Now he is the chief officer of the seventh Saka, a famous drunkard."

"Hello, Mr. Sir." Linde was a little calmer at the moment, and he greeted him politely.

"Hurry up, see if I'm drunk, drink quickly. I know who you are? What are you doing? The guy Gladys told me, even if he doesn't tell me, I know , Because the guy Rotar also told me. You really have a way, those very proud guys are all around you, your luck is really good! But...but... .... I didn’t see the person you were looking for... I didn’t see it, but I know where he is? That guy is really unlucky! No luck... Drink, hurry Hah!" Sir Alham urged loudly.

The inadvertent words of Sir Drunkard exploded in Linde's heart like a thunder, and his spirit was suddenly lifted.

"Sir, what did you say? You said you know where my friend is?" Linde urged.

"Hurry up, and I'll tell you after this cup!" Sir Alham said in a daze.

"Linde, don't listen to him, he's talking drunk!" Raffles, the sweet wine, persuaded him.

Linde couldn't care too much, he stood up suddenly and raised the large glass of ale to his mouth, and poured it into his mouth violently.

A scorching heartburn spread all over his body in an instant. He felt his body light and fluttering. The world in front of him began to spin around. An indescribable euphoria emerged spontaneously. He looked to sit down. In his own person, Sir Alham, I saw the drunk smirking at him holding a wine glass.

"Let's talk! Where is Saru..."

Linde felt that when his eyes were dark, he didn't know anything, but in a vague way he still heard the liqueur Rafis Anxious shouts.

"Linde ......Linde ......"