novelsite Chapter 595 This Valkyrie is just lame!
Chapter 595 This Valkyrie is just lame!
Iconar's reaction made Bianca suspicious. Rita, did you really translate it well?
But at this time, Tazumar came over and said, "Ikonar, come here! Is the first batch of pancakes ready?"
"Okay, I'll be right over!"
When Iconar brought over a pot of tortillas, Bianca and Shakespeare looked at it with surprise. Although it didn't look very good, it smelled different.
"Wow, it looks so rich!" Bianca looked at the tortillas that had just come out of the oven in front of her.
"It looks more like a meat roll." Shang Boliang picked up a tortilla and looked it up and down.
And Shakespeare nodded, "Wow, according to Alexandria, this might be better than those "tire boy restaurants"?"
"Anyway, I'm not welcome!"
Because it was Rita who relayed Bianca's words, Rita also relayed the tone of voice, but this made Bianca feel even more strange.
Looking at the tortillas wrapped with vegetables, exuding a sweet aroma, Bianca froze as soon as she took the first bite. The blood rushed to her snow-white face, turning it red. She gasped a few times, "Hmm... Huh! Huh! It's so spicy!"
Rita was originally looking at the corn tortilla in her hand, wondering what kind of condiments were put in it. It seemed that there was also lean meat in it...
But Bianca still held on, even though her face had turned red. "Of course! A Valkyrie would never lose to a chili pepper! The tortillas are delicious! The lean meat, fat, and tomatoes are all grilled just right! It's just that I wasn't mentally prepared and was suddenly hit by the spiciness! It's nothing serious!"
Bianca was still holding on, but her eyes were looking around for water.
Shakespeare smiled and said, "Ah... Obviously they even put less chili in order to cater to our tastes. This Valkyrie is lame... Do you want some water?"
"You're so annoying! Stupid Captain! I don't want you to worry about me!" Bianca said stubbornly, but Shakespeare just smiled, "Really? In that case... then I'll go call the village head lady and ask her to make a pot and add more chili.
Bianca couldn't sit still anymore, so she jumped out and grabbed Shakespeare, "You, you, you - stop right there!"
Shakespeare, who was caught, had no way to ask Tazumar for more chili.
However, after noticing that this seemed particularly spicy, Bianca ate less after drinking some water.
But it seemed that Shakespeare quite liked this taste, and Miguel ate a lot too. However, because old man Miguel was in the kitchen, most of the first pot of tortillas was eaten by Shakespeare alone.
"No, I can't eat anymore. I can't eat anymore." Shakespeare covered his stomach. He was already full at this moment. Bianca especially saw that Shakespeare's stomach had swelled up.
This made Bianca couldn't help but complain, "...Captain Lump, all added up, it feels like you ate more than two pounds, right?"
Now Rita has completely become Bianca's stand-in, translating all of Bianca's complaints in real time.
But Iconar was still very naive and didn't understand Bianca's complaints at all. She thought Bianca was worried about the food, so she said, "It's okay. Starting from tomorrow, there will be ten consecutive days of important festivals. There will be many opportunities to share delicious food together, right?"
"A festival for ten consecutive days?" Bianca looked at Iconar in surprise. After all, from what she had just seen, this village didn't seem so wealthy that a festival celebration would last for ten whole days.
"Well, because today is 12.19.19.18.18 - and the day after tomorrow, 13.0.0.0.0, we will have a new 'Burke Shield'."
"Burke Shield?" Bianca was still a little curious about what Rita translated meant.
Shangboliang crossed his arms and thought, "--Ah, I have heard of this. The 'Boktun' is a unit of time in the Mayan 'Long Count', which is about 400 years long in the Gregorian calendar. So the significance of this date itself is roughly equivalent to the millennium in our 'New Century'. Miss Iconar, you just said that there are ten consecutive days of festivals--I guess each of these days must have special religious significance, right?"
Ikonar didn't understand what this meant. "A festival is a festival. Apart from the "invitation to the oracle" before the festival begins, there will be no other sacrificial activities during the festival." Speaking of this, Ikonar shook her head. "After all, our faith does not advocate the idea of the Federation people that "everyone communicates directly with the gods."
Bianca was very surprised. "... Can't I talk to them in my heart, during meditation?"
Iknar shook her head. "If you have any desires, you can't tell the gods. The gods do whatever they want. If you rashly ask them questions or make requests, you may end up bringing yourself misfortune."
"To be honest... I can't understand it." Bianca put her hands on her hips and looked at Rita, who nodded.
"Faith is irrational. You can only choose to believe or not believe, not to understand or not understand." Shakespeare just crossed his arms and looked at Bianca calmly. "But from another perspective, this seemingly strange belief is also the unique "humanistic spirit" of this village!"
This special term that came out of Shakespeare's mouth made Iknar a little confused. "Human... cultural... spirit, what a strange word, what does it mean?"
"Oh, that's troublesome. This thing...it's hard to explain it clearly in a few words..." Shakespeare looked at Champollion. Didn't the role of the historian on board the ship come into play at this time?
"Hmm... let me think about it..." Shang Boliang thought, "To put it simply, it is to respect everyone's [value orientation] and [personal dignity] as much as possible and maintain an environment of [freedom of thought]. For example, there are two sentences at the beginning of the Declaration of the Rights of Man and of the Citizen - "Men are born and remain free and equal in rights." and "These rights are freedom, property, security and resistance to oppression."
"Hmm?" Ikonar became even more confused.
Shakespeare looked at Champollion in front of him and smiled. "Well, to be specific, it's just like you completely separate celebrating festivals from worshipping gods. The so-called "humanistic spirit" is that this society should allow everyone to live according to their own ideas as much as possible. According to this standard, clergy like Miss Iconar should try not to force everyone to agree with your beliefs and abide by the same moral standards as you."