I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 6 At the Dinner Table

As soon as he opened his eyes, what he saw was Gloria's delicate and bright face.

Lancelot turned his head. He was still lying on this relatively comfortable wooden bed. It seemed impossible to go back to his original world.

Gloria put two pieces of cotton and linen clothes on the bedside, and said expressionlessly: "I... made you some clothes last night, please put them on."

"Go to the dining table to eat within five minutes. You have to be good, otherwise I will turn you into a frog."

Lancelot took the clothes, looked up and looked carefully, and found that Gloria's eyes were slightly darkened, indicating that she had indeed stayed up late.

After speaking, the witch patted the boy on the shoulder, then turned and left the room.

The dress that Gloria threw to Lancelot was of good quality. Although it was not as fine as the synthetic cotton in her previous life, it was still better than the burlap on her body, which was made from a mixture of rough material and plant fiber.

Much more comfortable.

When Lancelot realized this, the rough cloth on his body became even more uncomfortable.

[No... Gloria, how does she know what size I wear?]

[How about I ask at the dinner table later...Forget it, it's better not to talk too much.] Lancelot muttered quietly and quickly changed into the light brown cotton and linen clothes sewn by Gloria herself.

Lancelot stepped barefoot on the ground and groped his way to the dining table.

Gloria glanced at him, picked up the black bread on the table, then dipped into the thin broth in the bowl, and then ate in small bites.

Lancelot sat down opposite Gloria, and he also picked up a piece of black bread and dipped it in the broth. While eating, he observed the interior furnishings of the house.

The walls of the house are made of stone bricks, and the load-bearing ones are several huge log pillars. The roof is very high, not as low and narrow as Lancelot expected. The living room and dining room are also very spacious, and they are actually separated.

This scene reminded Lancelot of the rental house in his previous life. The bedroom, living room, kitchen and toilet were all connected together. The dog shook his head when he saw it.

There is no other furniture in the living room except a huge mahogany cabinet. There are many exquisitely crafted pottery in the cabinet. The corner by the window is filled with rough wood and stones.

Gloria's home can only be regarded as a rough house, which once again confirms the witch's distressed financial situation.

After all, the social background is medieval, and compared to the group of fishermen who were struggling to make ends meet at the port, the conditions are already very good.

It has to be said that the broth is quite unpleasant due to the lack of seasonings. And in order to ensure sterilization, the peas, vegetables, potatoes and pork must be simmered for at least two hours until it becomes a thick paste.

, black bread is not only bitter and astringent, but also very chewy...

Lancelot, who has enjoyed the food of the 21st century, is not used to eating the garbage of the old era.

In order to take into account the witch's feelings, Lancelot had to make sure not to show disgust during the meal, and at the same time, he had to finish all the broth and black bread in front of him. It was really difficult.

Seeing that the boy's expression was not quite right, Gloria frowned slightly and asked, "Are you worried?"

"That... Gloria." Lancelot swallowed a mouthful of black bread with difficulty and said:

"I had a very strange dream last night. I dreamed of a very strange guy, and he said some very strange things to me. Have you heard of the evil god Cazorla?"

Gloria's expression froze when she heard this, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

She didn't speak, as if she hadn't heard anything. She got up and walked to the mahogany cabinet, took out a transparent glass from the cabinet, poured herself a full glass of beer, and then sat back down.

"What did you just say?"

Any fool can see that the witch is unwilling to answer this question.

Lancelot carefully noticed that there was a group of raised carvings on the glass in the witch's hand.

It is a tulip in bud.

"...Nothing, this cup is really nice."

"Haha, I picked this at Ryan's old... flea market. It only costs 4 copper coins... and you can buy it." Gloria finished speaking and took a few sips of beer, her words showing off quite a bit.

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After hearing this, Lancelot looked a little dazed:

[Is there a glass now? It’s unscientific.]

You must know that the development process of the other world is similar to the European Middle Ages in previous history. At that time, such fine glass products had not been invented, and the original owner did not have any impression of similar objects...

Lancelot then thought about it, even magic can exist in this world, so it is not surprising that a small glass cup can exist.

The boy resisted the desire to vomit and swallowed a large mouthful of broth.

"Gloria, do you breed animals?"

Gloria shook her head: "I can't stand the smell of animal feces."

Lancelot immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why he asked this question was for the sake of his own life and health. According to what the witch said yesterday, there is a high probability that he will live here for a long time.

Farmers in the Middle Ages were known as "the profession closest to infectious diseases." Smallpox, influenza, and the Black Death... diseases continued to take the lives of European farmers. The jaw-dropping death numbers were enough to make the God of Death swing his sickle until his hands cramped.

The reason is simple: poultry is a breeding ground for infectious diseases.

Furthermore, there were no sewers or sewage systems in the Middle Ages.

The smell of excrement is everywhere.

Flies and feces invaded every street and every house - the entire Middle Ages were enveloped in a desperate stench.

Once it starts to rain, the feeling will be so sour and refreshing.

Lancelot searched for scattered memories. Because of the existence of magic, cities in other worlds have special tools for cleaning, and the city's hygiene is relatively good.

However, the remaining towns are not so lucky. These places have neither magic nor can they afford cleaners.

Fortunately, even if Gloria was so poor that she only had one silver coin, she could still ensure the minimum cleanliness and hygiene of her residence.

Thinking this way, Lancelot felt a lot more at ease.

He smelled the air next to him carefully. There was no strange smell in the room, and there was even a fragrance of flowers.

For the next time, the two of them finished the remaining food in silence.

The boy watched the witch take out a handkerchief and wipe the corners of her mouth. Even such a subtle movement was full of beauty.

Gloria is like a beauty who stepped out of a master's oil painting. Lancelot personally believes that her beauty even surpasses the goddess sculpture in the monastery.

It's hard to imagine that this is a "witch" that everyone avoids.

If she changed out of this outfit and put on a pure white dress and said she was a saint of the church, no one would question her.

Gloria took out a green hairband woven from tree vines from the cabinet and tied it into a ponytail. Lancelot's eyes almost popped out when he saw it.

The boy's eyes made the witch feel a little uncomfortable, and she coughed lightly: "Lancelot, I have something to... tell you."

Only then did Lancelot come back to his senses: "Okay, okay."

"From today on, you are me...my servant." Gloria said slowly.

"If I have the chance, I will teach you some basic magic and some useful knowledge."

magic!

Supernatural power from another world!

Lancelot was so happy that he decided to temporarily forget what happened in his dream last night.

The top priority is to hug the witch's thigh tightly. Once you learn magic, you will have the power to protect yourself, and the greater your chance of surviving in this different world.

"In this case, you go out with me for a walk first, get familiar with the surrounding environment, and you can start learning something today." Gloria put on a black robe made of linen, opened the wooden door and walked out.

(End of chapter)