Dancing is not allowed on the grave

Chapter 52

[The blacksmith shop has been built! 】

[The forging function has been unlocked! 】

The mutated plants planted in towns are not like cemeteries, and the growth cycle is very long. By the time the blacksmith shop was built, Syl's vineyard hadn't yet sprouted tender seedlings.

However, in the past few days, he has built several additional farmlands and forest farms in the town as public resources, which are managed by the farmers of the small town trade union. Every time they harvest, they will hand over some materials to Seale for the construction of the town.

The cycle of urban resource harvesting is long, but fortunately, Syl doesn't need to bother, just put it there and let the residents take care of it.

He has looked through the materials needed for town construction, and most of them can be met with wood from forest farms, wheat from farmland, and other crops.

It wasn't until the blacksmith shop was built that Searle discovered that ore resources were very scarce - the townspeople had sent him a lot before, but more than half of it was consumed during the construction of the White Pigeon Square, and the remaining stock was not even enough to build a team of soldiers' weapons.

The nearest mine on the map is in the northwest of Karami, but because it is close to the national border, it has not been developed. When Syl pokes it down, a prompt pops up:

[The distance is too far to operate. 】

It doesn't belong to his sphere of influence. If he wants to occupy this resource, he must first pave the way to the mine.

Searle opened up the trade union members and found that they had been sent to the forest farm, farmland, and one was placed in the blacksmith shop, and there was no road repair manpower for the time being.

To upgrade the secondary trade union, you need to increase the population of the town.

Karami suffered a catastrophe, and the population of the originally barren town dropped sharply. Now many houses are vacant, and Augustine’s epidemic situation is particularly severe. At this time, there are not even tourists, let alone new townspeople.

Syl shook his head, temporarily gave up the idea of ​​building a mine, clicked on the forging interface, and selected the most basic iron sword and armor for forging.

铁匠铺上方显示出进度条：2天19小时59分59秒、58秒……

Then he backed out and clicked into other interfaces to see what else could be built—there was nothing.

All the operable ones are under construction, and the crops in the cemetery are still growing and will not be harvested until tomorrow morning. There are no gold coins and materials for him to perform additional operations.

Syl put away the parchment and wandered aimlessly around the town.

The street was a bit deserted, and occasionally a few townspeople passed by in a hurry. When they saw Syl, they all nodded and said hello to him, "Mayor."

Since he bought the Metz Baron's Mansion and inherited the management rights of Karami, the townspeople have changed their names.Searle was a little uncomfortable at first, but after listening too much, he became numb.

The rich aroma wafted from the circular wooden lattice window, Syl stopped and looked up at the building in front of him.

There was no tavern in Karami Town before. He chose a site to build one two days ago, but he hasn’t visited it yet—like other public resources, the tavern is run by residents of the town, and he only needs to contribute part of the monthly income to the tavern. Give it to the town master.

This is just the most basic tavern, and a wooden sign with food patterns is hung outside the house.

The interior decoration of the store is very simple, but the aroma wafting from it is too tempting, Syl hesitated for a moment, and stepped in.

In the center of the wall directly opposite the entrance, there is a chalk writing on the small blackboard - today's soup: pumpkin soup.

Further down is the menu, which has only a few dishes: salt baked potatoes, cream stew, and the only meat dish is a whole roasted chicken from Provence.

Seale sat down in the corner seat, rubbed his hands, and ordered everything for himself.

After a while, the cook brought up fragrant dishes and a small plate of toast. "Toast and pumpkin soup are unlimited, and you can take it yourself if you need it."

Seale: "Ah, yes."

However, if you really allow yourself to eat all you can eat, this bistro may go out of business.

He picked up a fork, cut a piece of potato and stuffed it into his mouth.

The soft taste and salty aroma lighten the taste buds, and then take a bite of the creamy stew with a spoon, and the mellow creamy aroma diffuses in the mouth.

Searle squinted his eyes contentedly, and tore off a small piece of grilled chicken. The crispy skin was thin, and the meat was tender. The oily but not greasy delicious juice dripped down the tip of the tongue, and the aroma was overflowing.

He wolfed down the food on the table and went for another order of toast and pumpkin soup.

When he returned to the table with the tray, Searle suddenly felt a little disappointed.

Really want Lancelot to try it too.

But having said that, Mr. Demon King has already left the category of living beings. He doesn't need to eat, and he can't taste the food.

Lancelot had no heartbeat, breath, or even body temperature. He was already dead.

Syl sat down at the table, dipped the toast into the pumpkin soup, and suddenly lost his appetite.

The wall clock on the wall passed by a few times, and when it came time to check out, Searle still couldn't resist asking the cook to pack a portion for himself.

Anyway, he wanted to share this joy with Lancelot.

Anyway, there are no construction projects in the town now, so you can sneak into the dungeon to take a look at Lancelot—yes, just take a look, and he will come back.

Searle thought.

It would take a while to wait for the food to be cooked, so he wandered out of the tavern, wanting to buy something to take with him.

The population of the town is not enough to build a market, and even after the plague, there are very few vendors setting up stalls along the street. Even so, Syl still found a few places.

"Oh, mayor." The vendor greeted him warmly.

But Searle didn't remember everyone's name in the town, so he just smiled at him and knelt down to pick the goods.

There are not many items on the stalls supported by tarpaulins, but there are a lot of categories - life is really difficult, so I have to take out all the unused things I have hoarded at home for a big sale.

Syl picked up a black lacquered stone and asked the vendor, "What is this?"

Facing the owner of the small town, the vendor didn't dare to boast about it, and replied honestly: "I picked it up on the side of the road. The shape is very beautiful. Maybe someone likes it. I'll take it and put it on the shelf for a try. You don't have to worry about it."

Syl thought about it and decided to buy it.

This thing can only be picked up on the ground, and it must not be found underground. He wants to bring one to Lancelot.

Vendor: "...you have a good eye."

Afterwards, Syl picked up strange things such as shells that could only be picked up at the seaside, rough wood carvings, etc. After paying the vendor with gold coins, he returned to the tavern with the first bag and took away the packed food.

Melotti was teasing the phoenix that had just given birth to gorgeous red feathers by the golden cage, and when she saw Syl came in carrying a large bag, she raised her eyebrows suspiciously, "Little Syl, what are you doing? Are you busy in town?" After a few days, I still know that I have brought a gift when I come back.”

"This is not a gift." Syl coughed to hide his guilt. "I mean, I'm going to find Lancelot."

Melotti let out a long ending "Oh", seeing Syl's distressed appearance, she couldn't help but want to tease him.

"Little Searle, do you know what you look like?"

Syl looked down at himself, "Like what?"

Melotti said: "I have a sister who is separated from her lover. Every time I go to see him in a carriage, it is like you are now."

In short, it looks like a long-distance relationship with a little lover who only sees once every half a year.

Searle: "..."

Hades, who was guarding the soup pot in the living room, also joined in the fun, "Searle, you don't save the world, you deliver food instead?"

Searle: "..."

Nancy: "Do you need my help? Dragon Express, the mission must be achieved is our belief."

——I learned the latter sentence from Hades.

Tiffany walked in from the door and gave a junior salute: "Are you going to find uncle? Say hello to him for me."

Syl was very embarrassed, so he quickly grabbed a phoenix feather and fled.

The little red bird whose hair was plucked: Huh? ? ?

Although he was ridiculed by everyone, when he walked towards the dungeon with these "ground specialties", Searle couldn't help but jump with joy, like iced soda popping up with joyful bubbles.

He couldn't help but wonder if Lancelot saw his reaction, and even really started to plan according to Melotti's thinking, whether it should surprise Lancelot by suddenly appearing.

however--

As soon as he appeared on the first floor of the dungeon, the passing slimes became alert, and the bats hanging upside down on the wet rock wall flew towards the depths of the dungeon.

"It's His Royal Highness!"

"His Royal Highness is down!"

"——I also mentioned a lot of gifts, which must be for Lord Demon King!"

Searle: "..."

Now the surprise has really turned into a food delivery.

He walked down the steps leading to the second floor, and when he was about to draw out the Judgment Blade to illuminate, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness.

The man took Syl into his arms, leaned down, and kissed his forehead lightly, with a smile in his voice, "Surprise."

——and robbed him of his lines.

It's abominable.

Syl became furious, hugged Lancelot and kissed him hard.