Chapter 376 I Really Don’t Eat Beef
Holding the greasy pie in his hand, Nedsal's body was shaking slightly.

He didn't understand. It was just an ordinary pie, which was the main dish he was unwilling to eat at a banquet.

But at this moment, this ordinary beef pie was filled with an indescribable aroma, the greasy meaty aroma was something he had never smelled in his life.

He grabbed the pie in his hand. Although his stomach kept asking for more, Nedsal still resisted the urge to eat more. “Take a bite.”

"Me? This is food for you, how can I just eat it carelessly?"

"I told you to eat, so just eat. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

A wet spot of sweat appeared on Domenico's thin vest. "Sir, I don't eat beef. My wife cooks it too spicy."

Nedsal nodded as if he suddenly realized something, broke off a piece of the pie, and just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly rushed to Domenico's side.

He moved as fast as lightning and grabbed Domenico's chin.

Domenico opened his mouth in pain, and Nedsal forcibly stuffed the pie into his mouth.

Even though Needsal is still in a weak period, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. The force of his titled knight is enough to suppress Domenico, who became the Knight of the Banner through bribery.

"Swallow it!"

Domenico's chin was pinched by Niedsal, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes due to the pain, but he still swallowed the pie with his tongue.

After letting go of his hand, Nedsal waited for about ten minutes. Except for Domenico's increasingly uglier face, there was no change.

"Sir, I've already told you that this meat smells too much. I don't like it. It's not poisoned." Domenico rubbed his bruised face. "Although my wife hates me, she doesn't hate me to this extent."

Seeing that Domenico didn't react at all and could still speak normally, Nedsal's doubts were largely dispelled.

The aroma of meat filled his nose, and he could no longer bear it and started to tear into it in big mouthfuls.

Somehow, he had never eaten such delicious meat patties. Damn it, was it because he had been hungry for too long? Or was the meat really that delicious?
"Sir, what should we do in the future? Have you thought about it?"

With his empty stomach filled, Nedsal felt much better and began to tell Domenico about his plan in detail.

"Gather all the knights, some of them will go deep into the enemy territory to plunder, and the rest will stay in the Copper Fortress...

The news I received so far is that the two reinforcements from Kasha County were defeated and are currently taking refuge in Rapid City...

Xiaochi City, Xiaochi City is even more like facing a great enemy, they just, just, um, what's going on?"

Nedsal's body was shaking. He tried to shake his head, but everything in front of him was double.

Is it a side effect of the conversion? Or is it just the sleepiness after eating?
"Lord Nidsal? Lord Nidsal, what's wrong with you?"

In the endless hallucinations and double images, Niedsal seemed to vaguely see Domenico standing up from the ground and walking towards him step by step.

"Don't come over here... I told you not to come over here!"

Niedsal wanted to stand up, but his whole body was out of control. He frantically supported himself on his knees and finally stood up.

When he looked up, he blinked, only to find that the shadow of Domenico had disappeared.

Did he leave? Nidsal felt something was wrong. He tried his best to turn his head, but his body was out of control.

"Boom!"

Nedsal's body fell uncontrollably, and a sharp pain came from his previously numb head.

After the severe pain, the world in front of his eyes suddenly became clear.

With his cheek pressed against the wet ground where the centipedes crawled, he saw the tilted world and Domenico's riding boots.

I should have worn a helmet before eating meat pie!

While Nedsal was feeling regretful, he found that he could not control his body below the neck.

A long iron nail sprinkled with holy water was inserted through his spine and pressed between his chest.

Seeing Nedsal fall to the ground, Domenico rushed to the side without saying anything.

He held the kettle, supported himself against the mountain wall, and kept picking his throat, making waves of retching sounds.

Nidsal lay on the ground and closed his eyes in pain. He should have thought of it earlier. How could Sha Diao find him when he couldn't recognize him? It was obviously Domenico and the Kush Knights behind him who found him, and they specially found Sha Diao to eliminate his vigilance.

What do they want to do? Seize power? Or surrender to the Salvation Army?
"When did you poison me? Why did you take it earlier than me and still be fine?" Having completely lost the feeling in his limbs, Nedsal looked up in despair and yelled at Domenico.

Domenico just kept vomiting and didn't respond to Niedesar's words at all.

"Because there is no poison in the cake." The old grandmother leaned on her crutches, supported the mountain wall, and tremblingly walked out from behind the vines, "What's in it is..."

"vomit--"

The grandmother was interrupted by Domenico's deafening vomiting before she could finish her words.

The old lady looked at her eldest grandson with disdain: "Well, isn't it just a little bit of extraordinary knight's meat? Stop being pretentious."

"You're talking without any pain in your waist, ugh!" Domenico retorted while spitting.

The old lady hit him on the back with her cane and said, "During the Battle of Tieliu Fort, your great-grandfather and I were besieged by Sethhei Khan for two years. Do you think I have never eaten human flesh?"

"Ugh—" Domenico vomited even louder.

"Go, go, go, go outside and vomit."

"Human flesh?" Nedsal was stunned, but he didn't know what it meant. "They, they didn't say we can't eat human flesh."

The old lady trembled, and the tall guard beside her brought a small stool and asked the old lady to sit on it.

“Of course you can eat human flesh during the transformation period, especially the flesh of high-ranking knights combined with a secret spice recipe, which is an excellent alchemical tonic.

This is a secret of the vampire dukes, but considering the human warriors in the royal court, they naturally won't tell everyone that you have been hungry for too long and are too weak to be nourished. You will feel dizzy and weak after taking this tonic."

Nidsal suddenly realized what was going on, but he immediately raised his head in horror: "How did you know this secret recipe?"

The old lady looked kindly at the pale Nidsal in front of her and did not answer him.

Two tall guards stepped forward at the right time and held down Niedsal's limbs, and the old lady lifted Niedsal's chin lightly with her cane.

Her voice was low, hoarse and mysterious in the jumping firelight: "Let me ask you, have you found the holy artifact of the Sorido clan?"

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After vomiting two or three times and washing his stomach with clean water, Domenico leaned against the mountain wall with a sallow face.

In the next four or five years, he probably really wouldn't be able to eat any beef.

After another round of vomiting, he looked up and saw his old grandmother leaning on a cane, looking at him with disgust on her face.

Domenico wiped his mouth with his handkerchief: "Grandma, where is Niedsal?"

"Here, come and get it." The old lady covered her nose with a handkerchief and asked the guard beside her to hand a box to Domenico.

He opened the box with doubt and almost threw out the thing inside. It was Nidsal's head.

"Tsk, hold it steady, don't break your face."

Domenico smiled bitterly and said, "Old lady, why did you kill Nidsal?"

"I didn't kill him. You did." The old lady closed the lid of the box with her cane. "It would only make sense if you killed him and then handed him over to the Salvation Army."

Domenico looked down at the box and finally realized what was happening. He pondered for a few seconds before saying with a bitter face, "Old lady, the Salvation Army is on the offensive right now, so they may not agree to your request."

"He will agree." After being carried onto a mahogany sedan chair by several strong men, the old lady nestled comfortably in a rattan chair covered with silk. "This is a win-win situation, a win-win situation for both them and us... It's better than before."

"Can they trust us?"

"You have to believe it even if you don't want to." He tapped the neck of the tall and strong man in the front row with his crutch, indicating that he could start.

The old grandmother raised her head and looked at the bright moon in the night sky: "What is the current situation of Rapid City and Kasha County?

Langsand County is almost defenseless. He would not have come this far if he had ignored the overall situation just for the sake of his own family's selfishness."

(End of this chapter)