My summons are weird

Naturally, Lu Yu invited Andrew to dinner not out of noble etiquette, but through this meal, he gave a hint to make Andrew associate food with Seris.

And the strange place name Siris itself is bound to Lu Yu.

As a viscount, Andrew's food is naturally not bad. When he sees delicious food, or dishes similar to today's dishes, he will definitely strengthen this association repeatedly.

Andrew finished the meal provided by Lu Yu in a flustered manner, and the garlic beef and tomato brisket on the plate was wiped out.

After he finished drinking the original beef soup and let out a long sigh of satisfaction, he even politely said thank you to Sigrid who came to clean up the dishes.

Eating other people's meals at other people's home courts is equivalent to receiving favors, and a thick-skinned and cold-faced character can stabilize his mentality.

But for a young man like Andrew... It's hard to say that he won't make tendentious brain supplements to what Lu Yu said during the recording process, and it will be beneficial to Lu Yu.

The fact is indeed the case, after Andrew enjoyed a delicious meal provided by Lu Yu, he already believed a lot in the existence of Siris.

It's not that Lu Yu's food is delicious enough to change his mind, but that most of the cooking methods, skills, ingredients, and ingredients Lu Yu described are unheard of by them.

"What kind of fish is mandarin fish?"

"What kind of chicken is Dong'an chicken?"

"Isn't it an exaggeration that even the number of times of stir-frying can affect the taste of the finished dish?"

"Is it true that some people pour duck blood on the duck meat when they eat boiled duck?"

Andrew has unconsciously started to think along Lu Yu's train of thought.

He swallowed his saliva just after eating, and once again remembered the purpose of his trip.

"Has the Marquis written any travel notes?" Andrew asked humbly, "You must have some records of your long journey, right?"

"Illustrated book of monsters, making and collecting maps along the way..."

Lu Yu interrupted Andrew, and changed into the arrogant look he had when he bought a house.

"Yes, but why should I show it to you?"

"Or is it that the Kingdom of Yas doesn't have the rules to respect the knowledge possessed by other nobles?"

Andrew was silent for a while, and said helplessly: "Unless we can prove your noble status, even if you may be the Marquis of the Kingdom of Siris, we cannot grant you the right to be noble."

"So I hope you can cooperate and come up with some evidence that can prove that your long journey really existed."

Lu Yu pretended to be angry, as if this request really offended him.

After a while, he took out maps of different shapes under the influence of Andrew's righteousness, who was unwilling to back down.

Some are depicted on unknown animal hides, some are depicted on hard paper, and some have been wrinkled and broken due to improper preservation.

Lu Yu didn't hand over all the maps to Andrew, but let Andrew choose by himself.

Andrew did not object. This is a treasure that a nobleman has gone through untold hardships, overcome countless dangers, and defeated countless monsters in exchange for it.

If he owns it, he will not easily show it to outsiders, after all, every stroke contains blood and sweat.

After selecting three maps, Andrew took the maps with both hands very carefully, as if they were holy artifacts blessed by the gods.

In the upper right corner of the unknown animal leather, the skewed, unattractive words are—Losric.

According to the label next to the map, this is a fairly large kingdom capital.

But because of the rampant epidemic, many people here have a little distortion.

For example, a person with skin and bones, whose skin color is as burnt ashes will suddenly be stressed, and dark "pustules" will drill out from the body. These pustules are very aggressive, except for weak fire.

The knights patrolling the city were attacked by an unknown force and became ferocious. With their red eyes, they had a strong desire to attack.

Even if you don't deal with things in the royal city, you will encounter huge lizards covered in crystal clusters and poisonous arakkoa.

Looking at the "Strategy" next to the series of monster introductions, Andrew couldn't help admiring Lu Yu.

What monsters are weak and what attributes are written clearly.

With such detailed information, he must have suffered a lot through the barbaric and chaotic kingdom of Lothric.

Taking out the second map, what Andrew saw was the strange name "Granzafa".

It is said that in this Gransafa, there is a place called the ancient battlefield of the stars, where monsters will come every certain time, and the local "space knights" can regularly "participate in grand events" to crusade against star beasts.

It is said that those who hunt down more star beasts can also win the title of Hero of the Ancient Battlefield.

In order to get excellent rewards, the knight guilds who group together to fight against star beasts will even compete with each other to see who can kill more monsters.

Andrew thought for a while, equated the space knight with the adventurer, and regarded the ancient battlefield of the stars as a lair full of monsters like the underground palace.

The leader of Gransafa is very good. At least he can integrate the vital forces in the entire region to fight against monsters together to prevent their continuous breeding, expanding borders, and encroaching on the frontiers of humans.

On the other hand, the Kingdom of Yas...His Majesty III has so far failed to take any action on the Eastern Territory.

Those double-minded lords, damn it!

Unlike the first two maps, the third appears to be an island.

This island is not big. If Lu Yu's proportions are drawn correctly, it is equivalent to the size of a manor.

"La... Layer?"

...

Leaving Lu Yu's rented house, Andrew looked at the sunset gradually sinking below the horizon, and suddenly felt that life was like a dream.

He rode a horse and came slowly to the residence of the teacher old Drake in the palace. He saw the teacher who was teaching the brothers and sisters. He did not interrupt the class, but waited for the teacher to ring the small bell at his hand to indicate that the class was over, and then he Enter the room.

Old Drake smiled warmly when he saw Andrew visiting.

"went?"

Andrew nodded: "Go."

"Where's the map, have you seen it?"

"I see."

Old Drake had the confident look that everything was in my calculations.

He lay on the rocking chair, chuckled: "Liars are always impatient, and a fox's tail can't be hidden."

"You are kind, you definitely didn't hang him, but you should let the servants drag him through the streets, right?"

"teacher…"

Andrew's timidity caused the old Drake to frown slightly. He groped for the crutch beside him, threw it on the ground, and asked majestically, "You let him go?"

Andrew shook his head.

Old Drake's face softened a little. He thought that Andrew had already punished Lu Yu, and he was thinking about whether the punishment was too strong.

This student of mine is good at everything, but he is too kind.

Andrew took out the notes he took today, handed them to old Drake, and found a monocle for him to put on.

"What is this?" Old Drake was puzzled, and flipped through it with trembling hands.

"Teacher, I think..."

"I think…"

"Lu Yu is not lying, he is really a nobleman and the Marquis of the Kingdom of Siris."

"He didn't sell me the map, he quickly took it back after giving me appreciation."

"The students have seen those maps, they are very detailed, and even the characteristics and weaknesses of the monsters encountered during the journey are marked one by one."

"Some local customs are also recorded, such as grand festivals, local delicacies and so on."

The old Drake was stunned, and his first reaction was that Andrew, a young boy, had been deceived by an old and cunning liar again.

But when he started flipping through Andrew's notes, he was quickly fascinated.

The customs, festivals, and delicacies of the Seris Kingdom recorded by Andrew are too detailed.

The festival is accurate to the date of the month, the cuisine is accurate to the ingredients and cooking skills, and the special celebration ceremony of the local ethnic group is introduced...

The units used and the conversion methods are different from those of the neighboring countries of the Kingdom of Yas.

Old Drake, who has one foot buried in the loess, has seen countless liars in his life. They slander and weave sophisticated lies to defraud property and others' trust.

His old experience and experience allowed him to easily see through the purpose behind lies and compliments.

However, at this moment, facing the records Andrew gave him, he was a little shaken.

Lu Yu, a fake aristocrat at first glance, gradually became real under this description of the Seris Kingdom.

No one can make up such a huge amount of information.

The content involved in this is too vast, and even the best dramatist can't write it perfectly on the spot.

However, the old Drake read the records in the Seris chapter over and over again, but he couldn't find too many faults.

He didn't make a hasty judgment, because it is also possible that Lu Yu himself is an excellent dramatist, and he fabricated a non-existent country, and used this country to enrich his non-existent aristocratic character image.

Looking at the oil stains on the paper, the old Drake frowned.

"Have you eaten at his house?"

Andrew nodded hurriedly.

The old Drake was silent for a long time, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Andrew quickly replied: "It's delicious, it's really delicious, especially the tomato beef brisket, it's so soft and juicy... My chef should be fired, he will only stew the same ingredients randomly!"

Old Drake's wrinkled face twitched.

"Is it a scammer's trick, or the people of Seris just love to show off their culinary skills, or are the people of Seris... really harsh on food?"

He put aside his doubts about Lu Yu for the time being, determined to read the follow-up content.

"Lothric..."

"Granzafa..."

"Raliyah?"

Without exception, they were all place names that the old Drake had never heard of.

After carefully examining the monsters described in it, as well as local details, and searching the documents of surrounding countries, nothing similar can be found.

Intense thinking made magic surround old Drake.

A breeze blew into the quiet room and rustled the paper, interrupting old Drake's thoughts.

He lay back on the chair tiredly, looking at the ceiling with blurred eyes.

"Is it true that the Sirisians from far away have come here?"