Emilia walked into the banquet hall, and a strong aroma of meat and wine had been surrounding Emilia, making Emilia's appetite aroused.
"The little girl from there! Take it, take anything you like to eat at the banquet, " A bearded Space Marine said when Emilia passed him. A large cup and a piece of barbecue skewered with iron rods entered Emilia's hands.
Emilia quickly thanked the space marine, and the space marine laughed and turned around and ignored Emilia.
Emilia looked at the wine glass and barbecue in her hands, feeling a little embarrassed. Eat it, this barbecue is oily, you can tell it is greasy at a glance, and this glass of wine is cloudy, and I don't know what kind of wine it is made of., just like what the space marine just now, disrespect to the owner here,not to drink or eat so Emilia's idea was in vain at the beginning.
After thinking about it, Emilia finally remembered the purpose of her coming here, and she opened her mouth and bit the barbecue.
"Oh!!! It's delicious~~ It's not synthetic meat!!!" Emilia stared at the barbecue with wide eyes in surprise. Although Emilia saw the meat pile in the center of the banquet hall, due to the distance, smoke screen, fire, etc., she did not see clearly, nor did she know what animal the meat in banquet belonged to. Belonging to extinct earth animals, Emilia took it for granted that these pieces of meat is ot belonged to synthetic meat. God is pitiful, in the empire that entered the interstellar age, the only natural growth of meat animals is a large, agile and aggressive reptile called Grox, a huge, fast and dangerous creature with five meters in size and muscles all over the body, Although Grox meat is tender, tasty, nutritious, adaptable to survive in almost any environment and capable of digesting any food, allowing it to spread throughout the empire, the only downside to Grox is their aggressive and grumpy temper, which can smash into sight. Everything in the way, including other Grox. They are huge, swift and dangerous, and it is this shortcoming that has led Grox to generally be bred in dedicated farming worlds, isolated from human settlements. This makes natural meat animals in the empire expensive and scarce on the market, so unless you are in a world with a farming world with Grox, and the distance is close enough, or even a wealthy and powerful trader ronin family It's not during the holidays, usually there is not a lot of Grox meat available on normal days, and the poor commoners of the Empire may have only heard of Grox meat all their lives, but have never seen it, let alone eaten it. The commoners of the Empire usually eat some kinds of flavors. Weird synthetic meat or corpses meat.
Therefore, Emilia couldn't believe her mouth when she ate naturally grown meat, but then Emilia thought, as a Space Marine, the meat should have been from some wild world. Prey, so Emilia will not be surprised.
After eating the large piece of barbecued meat in her hand in two or three times, Emilia turned her head to look at the wine in the wine glass.
"Since this barbecue is a naturally grown piece of meat! Then this alcoholic beverage should not be a synthetic wine." Emilia thought so, and brought the wine glass to her mouth, and a strong smell of alcohol came out.
"Yeah!" Emilia sniffed hard, but after finding no strange smell, she opened her mouth and poured it in.
Hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much!" After Emilia took it in one breath,a burning sensation rose up from her stomach,a pleasant feeling bloomed from the heart to the outside.
Emilia, who was so addicted, couldn't care less about her image. She rushed to a nearby barbecue grill, took off the barbecue on the grill, and a Space Marine sitting next to the grill shouted loudly. .
"Hahahahaha~~~~ Little girl, that's right! Eat meat and drink! One of life's great joys!"
"Woooooooo~~~" Emilia, who was desperately stuffing food into her mouth, didn't have the time to respond to the space marine teasing, and the space marine didn't care. Instead, he threw a round bottle without any packaging. , threw it at Emilia.
"Come here as a guest, just eat meat and not drink alcohol! Come on! Try the specialties of our watchmen, the beer we make ourselves!"
"Pop~" Emilia took the glass bottle with one free hand, looked at it, and found that the bottle of beer was extremely clear, just like a bottle of water.
Emilia put down the barbecue in her hand, grabbed the bottle and knocked on the steel table next to it. "Pop~" The mouth of the glass wine bottle was smashed. The exchanged beer was killed in half by Emilia .
"Ah!!! Good Beer!!" Emilia exclaimed loudly, wiping the remaining beer in her mouth. After analyzing the decoration style and behavior of the space marines, as well as the tone of their speech, Emilia judged that in this banquet, ladylike demeanor and politeness could not win respect,
Sure enough, Emilia's actions and style succeeded in mingling with the space marine that the watchers recruited from the Savage world. Bottles of Beer were brought up continuously, and Emilia also poured it down. , Relying on the talent of her barbarian blood, Emilia successfully intoxicated several eager soldiers of the Night's Watch, and some Space Marines also became drunk with her senses.
Just as the atmosphere was lively and lively, a slightly leaky low Gothic language rang from Emilia's ear.
"Hello! , why have I never seen you before? Are you a guest from outside?" Emilia turned her head subconsciously, and a ferocious wolf head was reflected in Emilia's eyes .
"Ah!!!" Emilia was so frightened that she dropped the barbecue in her hand and fell to the ground.
One of the Space Marines laughed, "Hahahahaha~~~Emilia are you scared? Don't be scared! Brother Warwick won't eat you!!!"
"Warwick!!! Isn't that the hero on the wall? How could he be here?" Emilia asked the Space Marines beside her as she got up. Emilia didn't ask politely like this, because she found in the exchange just now that these mysterious space marine don't care about such etiquette,
"Why, Brother Warwick can't be here?" the Space Marine asked rhetorically. "Brother Warwick hasn't died. It's painted on a mural. It doesn't mean that Brother Warwick is dead."
"Is that so!" Emilia looked at Warwick with glowing eyes, "Hello! Lord Warwick, I am Emilia, the captain of the Imaginary"