Chapter 19 Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen Before the story begins, I would like to go back to an adult's point of view and say a few words in the words of an adult. That boy and I are mostly connected on the inside.The stories in this book all come from the dream about him and the dictator Blahnik, even after waking up from the dream, it is still clearly remembered in my mind. However, the scene I described here did not appear in that dream.So far, I have translated the dreams I have had into words in the clumsy language of a child, and I have also remembered the words in the dream. This book is the only scene that appears independently.When I was awake, the general framework and the language to be used were almost ready.So this scene is like jumping out of a daydream out of nowhere, which is different from other scenes of novels I have written so far.

It was as if I myself had been invited to a restaurant a long time ago to ask my opinion of the people who were sitting there discussing the novel. Last winter, I made a hunting top.The sleeves and collar are sewn with burgundy soft fur padding.When I first saw that fur, it really shook my heart.Because that is exactly the color of the cloak worn by Salia's poet, Salisume.I seem to jump out of reality for a second or two, and I'm back at Leonis's restaurant, eating his duck dish. I can't forget that duck dish stuffed with a unique filling.That lingering sensation, that burst of sage and thyme and Oregon spice.It is also mixed with some mint aroma, which is simply amazing.While listening to Salisume playing the saxophone, I laughed at his particularly exaggerated movements and aphorisms.There is a big antler hanging by the door, and the wine-red cloak can be vaguely seen hanging on it...

Based on the above reasons, perhaps the length of this chapter is a bit too long, and it is a bit difficult to read, but I still hope that you can read it patiently. There are many water channels distributed among the swamps and wetlands.The restaurant run by Leonis is located next to the winding aisle like a snake.There is an old berm from this restaurant to the city. Those who are willing to take risks can try to walk along this berm from the city.But it can only be walked, because there are large granite stones piled up on the road, and dense weeds and shrubs grow in the gaps between the stones.

When the country was invaded for the last time three hundred years ago, countless wheel-like berms were scattered from the capital to the corners.In order to protect their country from falling into the hands of the enemy, the people of Salia destroyed all the berms.Later, the berms were repaired many times, and most of them are now used as roads.Near the embankment is the oldest and most exclusive restaurant in the capital, Leonis, and there are no other buildings except this shop. Leonis' great-grandfather used to live in the swamp and hunt waterfowl for a living.Here he built embankments and steps, many stone enclosures for ducks, and a boathouse for the whole family.Later, his sons made spikes on the stone fence and built this building that was both a home and a fortress, which later became the Leonis Restaurant.

It can be reached by gondola from the city's canal-side port.The canals and rivers in the town are intertwined like a net, and you can take a boat no matter where you are.Even if you get lost, the captain here knows every waterway that looks the same.No matter how thick the fog was, they never got lost... Counting the time it took to walk down the stone steps and take the boat, it took about forty minutes to get to this restaurant from the boat in the center of the town. The sanctuary consists of swamps, wetlands and waterways that surround the capital like a vast territory.Leonis restaurant is in the widest place in this area.Then unfolded another ancient part of the town, a territory of great beauty.This area is all painted emerald green and coffee gold, and the light reflected by the interlaced countless waterways shines like delicate silver silk fabrics.

The actual area of ​​this swamp was originally larger than it is now. It provided the living food for all residents and guarded the residents here. The swamp was full of reeds, white bamboo shoots and calamus, and bright green water lilies and calamus grew at the bottom of the water. Water mustard allows freshwater miscellaneous fish to survive here. When newcomers invaded the area 2,000 years ago, they brought civil technology with them, building walls and a network of canals.Swamps and wetlands are transformed into the most fertile farmland.But now only the security belt around the capital remains, and that area and its inhabitants are protected by the government.This is also what happened two hundred years ago.

The Lyonis are the only family allowed to establish a home in this area, as they are the oldest of the original inhabitants of the swamp. Even now, the area is a sanctuary for wildlife.In particular, there are many kinds of water birds, which cannot be seen in other areas.There are more than 40 kinds of ducks inhabiting here, as well as wild geese and ducks passing through in summer.There are many other species, such as herons, egrets, storks, and plovers. Big herons will suddenly make a terrible bird song, chasing enemies who want to sneak up at night.Enemies who are scared away by the chirping of birds will often sink into the swamp and cannot move on the way to escape. More than half of the enemies have disappeared in this way.

This flock of birds will chirp together as if at a command when they are courting and fighting for territory.It is louder than the sound of the mountain people blowing the horn flute, and the terrifying sound gives people a feeling of being supernatural.Sometimes it's like the sound of a giant conch being blown when declaring war on the gods. Although the canal is muddy, the water is still crystal clear.Ducks, white birds and geese can be seen everywhere.Black-headed and red-billed waterfowls are busy chirping and flying among the solemn buildings.Therefore, waterfowl can also be seen in the town.

In winter, when the waterways and ponds start to freeze over, countless birds flock to the rapids of the Nikala River that flows through the town.Because of the rapids here, it does not freeze even in winter.The Nikala River rushes under the giant granite embankment that blocks the flood and prevents the river from overflowing, and gathers with countless waterways to rush out to the sea. In Salia there are regulations that waterfowl can only be caught in autumn and winter, and the use of rifles is prohibited.The tools used here are still catapults, bows, throwing guns and other tools handed down from a long time ago to catch waterfowl.The number of people obtaining this license continues to increase every year.Throwing guns in particular are generally considered the most suitable weapons for catching waterfowl.

It was also caught with a net.Although casting nets in swamps is forbidden, it is still practiced frequently in rice paddies, cranberry plains, and on slopes that spread widely north of towns.The climate here is dry and sunny, suitable for growing wheat, oats, rye and barley.When the ducks and geese landed in the fields in flocks, the licensed hunters cast their nets. Leonis complained: "In my grandfather's day, people only caught ducks they wanted."At that time, if you paddled a flat-bottomed boat with camouflage camouflage and used a throwing gun to catch waterfowl, you could catch countless ducks, which was enough for a restaurant with a prosperous business.But now they can only buy ducks from elsewhere.

Leonis bought thousands of ducks.Wounded and dead birds were made into meat pies, and the healthy ones had their wings tied up and placed in pools built along the underside of the restaurant and between the embankments, with areas demarcated by tightly woven willow fences.They also use the same method to raise fish, such as eel, carp, catfish, pike, etc., and then catch and cook them according to the dishes ordered by customers, which is one of the most popular dishes here.Duck dishes are of course the most popular food here. "Duck!" "Ducks are the thing I hate the most," Leonis said. "Why?" asked the guest. "Since you say that, I won't sell ducks to you in the future." "Yeah. I like to choke these ducks so they don't have to quack the hell out of them. Look at the feed stealers crowding around the fence, not only stealing the feed, but agitating my birds. Those guys seem to know they're protected by government policy, which makes no sense." Leonis's pet, the swamp otter, shook its body and moaned as if it understood what its master said.With a body as long as a boy's arm and as thick as a girl's thigh, it climbed to the window, put its front feet on the glass window, and kept swinging its long, slippery tail back and forth. "Okay, Ziggy, do you want to catch one too? Huh? If you're not so fat and can dive underwater, I'll let you catch those guys." People in the swamp used to raise otters like dogs.Otters are also sometimes used to catch fish and waterfowl. Leonis's pet, Ziggy, is getting old and a little gray around the nose, and he's definitely too fat.One of the reasons why Ziqi is so fat is that when the host is not looking, he begs for food from the guests at each table, and everyone likes it. Barna, a fourth-year science major, brought a professor to the restaurant today to meet another history professor.The professor traveling with Barna is a fugitive and an excellent scientist.In the past, he was arrested by the army of the New Golden Dragon Empire because of his liberal thoughts and witnessing a certain incident. During his torture for about two months, the professor witnessed the tragic scene of three scientists who were close to him being executed.They were taken to the courtyard of the prison, chained to stakes, and killed. It was a huge building full of oppression - the headquarters of the "Golden Snake".On the black uniforms, shoulders and hats of the Golden Snakes, there are golden snake-shaped badges with iron slag pinned to them. The professor's younger brother, who was also a scientist and former leader of the University of Resining, was taken to prison with him.That day the professor's brother broke the guard's neck and changed into the guard's uniform, then hid his brother under the dirty clothes in the laundry company's truck and escaped together.When the professor was in exile in Salia, it was also this younger brother who helped him organize the equipment he fled to the mountains. Students brought silver goblets and filled them with golden grand cru made from apples and wild grapes. "Cheers to the happiness of our Professor Tabalu! And, to the hope that one day there will be true eternal peace, cheers!" The gentleman called Professor Tabalu raised his glass and drank the red wine with a smile. "Teacher, if I have offended you, please forgive me. The newspaper said that you and your brother escaped together. How is your brother doing now? He must not be arrested again. The professor shook his head. "No, he wasn't arrested. Let's hope he doesn't get arrested in the future..." A trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes, and he walked into the room.The room was large, with a high ceiling, and there were many cushions on the hardwood bed. In the center of the room, there was a large iron and red brick fireplace, the firewood inside was crackling, and a conical roof-style skylight for smoke extraction. It was made of gleaming brass, from which all the smoke from the stove escaped. The student looked at the professor and said, "Teacher, you don't have to worry. There are no spies here, and there are no informers. All of us in Salia are obliged to serve in the army as soon as we reach the legal age. Before we turn sixty, one year There is still a military service. There are also people in the army who voluntarily reach the age of seventy. We are not afraid of the army, because we are the army. Here you can speak your mind and do what you like. This is Sa Leah." The professor shook his head, continued to drink the red wine, moved his hand slightly, and said, "Ah, it should be so. Are you talking about my brother? My brother is now a guerrilla fighter, fighting to eliminate Blahnik. Hope the gods bless him." The student raised his goblet: "So, for you and your brother, teacher. Cheers!" Leonis finally came to the table and handed over the menu written on the parchment.He was wearing a leather apron and a padded jacket made of dried duck skin.He moved around the menu with his fat fingers, pointing to recommended dishes one by one. To the professor, the above dishes were all unprecedented, and they looked very delicious and hearty.I really don't know which one to choose. At this moment, the door of the restaurant was pushed open vigorously, and the cold air of early spring drifted in. "Leonis, you fat rogue! Don't let anyone else sit on my table!" Both the students and the professor were startled by the voice, and turned around in bewilderment to look back.A tall and big man walked in outside the door, waving his fists and walking towards them.He wore a burgundy sheepskin cloak lined with wool, and his shiny high-heeled leather boots rattled the floor, and the reflexed socks showed blue decorations.He roared like a raging bull, but none of the other guests panicked.Several guests are happily chatting with waiters and waiters. "Don't you seem to hear me? You idle duck robber, why do you let the newcomer sit on my desk?" Professor Tabalu was a little embarrassed, he pulled up his chair and prepared to stand up.At this time, Leonis pressed his shoulder with his fat hand: "It's okay. Please don't worry, just sit down." As he spoke, he turned his head and reprimanded the noisy guest with the same loud voice. "This is not your desk, worthless poet teacher, this is mine. Also, all the desks in this room are mine! Also, this great gentleman is...my guest. Don't be like Minase who got bitten in the ass screams like a ghost! I don't want to hear your complaints anymore. Be mature and sit down!" Leonis took an arm as thick as a boy's thigh, and ordered the man with a low voice that could be heard by everyone present. "Sit down! Bastard poet! Or I'll break your neck, pluck your gorgeous feathers, and fill your belly with more creative and artistic stuffing, slow toasting in the oven ……understand?" There was applause among the guests.However, the threatened man just nodded with a smile, and actually grabbed a chair and leaned towards the professor and students' desks. "You heard what the fat guy said! Leonis is just a bluff to scare people." Professor Tabalu observed the man across the table.He has a dark brown beard, thick like thorns covering his entire cheeks.A pair of startling, sparkling blue eyes hide behind shaggy eyebrows.Unlike most Salians, his hair was shoulder-length and tied at the ends with a silver-blue silk headband. The man took off his red cloak and handed it to the waitress with a smile.He was wearing a white linen shirt and a black sanitary shirt, whether it was sheep or mole fur.The shorts are hand-stitched from yellow onion skin and come down to just the knees.Wearing leather boots, with a dagger stuck in the cuff of his right foot.The hilt is made of deer horn and is decorated with silver.His stature and manner surpassed that of a flamboyant stage actor, and such a look suited him well. "So, where is Professor Difeng? He won't fall into the river!" "Professor Difeng?" the student asked. "That's right, Difeng. A pedantic old professor with a passion for ancient relics, an old guy who likes to stick his head in the dark ancient moisture and leave his ass dangling in the crisp air of reality, here is him Favorite restaurant. He told me to wait for him here. No matter what the fat man says, this is my table. I always sit at this table, which is known to all. In short...I have ordered the food Right? I'm starving." Leonis stood next to the table again, and the professors were wondering when Leonis would grab the nagging man by the neck and throw him out, but Leonis had no intention of doing that, he was just pretending . The sticky boiled duck dish was brought to the table immediately, the man babbled and took a duck leg and ate it.Not long after, Leonis poured a glass of red wine and came to the man, saying, "The gentleman here hasn't ordered anything yet, it's all because of your ugly behavior..." "Shut up! A low-level man like you who pretends to be a man doesn't know what better manners are." The man said to the professor and the students: "Let me introduce myself first. Anyway, we are going to have dinner together. My name is Sarishumi Yarondon." The student smiled excitedly when he said that, stood up and bowed to the man and said, "It's really great! By the way, Mr. Difeng once said that he would entertain a surprising and special guest, I think It must be you. Mr. Tabalu, Mr. Arondon is the most famous poet in Salia, and also a novelist." Professor Tabalu got up and gave a brief nod.There was an uncontrollable smile in Sari Shumi's eyes. "It's not just famous, idiot! It's the best!" Leonis listened without saying a word.Leonis and Sarixiumi are actually good friends. Although the two often scold each other, Sarixiumi is a frequent customer of this restaurant. Salishumi also returned the salute to Professor Tabalu, and he tightly held the professor's hand on the table. "Professor is an important guest of our country, I have to pay attention to etiquette, welcome your arrival! Welcome to this country!" At this time, a short man wearing a gray jacket and a brown cloak ran in panting.Looks pretty flustered. "Ah, I'm so sorry I'm late. I meant to get here before this dreadful man came... I think he must have said a lot of rude things to you? Whatever he said What, it's just perfunctory, please don't pay attention to it. Professor, this shameless man is my old friend, I am very sorry. He is a poet and a novelist..." "Shut up! Difeng, sit down. Have another glass of red wine!" Sari Xiumi and the people at the same table laughed, and he said: "They both know me too. I have invited them to sit at my table just now." "It must have been me who sat on this table in the first place..." Tabalu said gently. "Fuck you! When the swallow comes, the sparrow says it's the first to arrive?" Professor Tabalu immediately replied, "Are they perched on the same table?" "What? Sparrows, swallows, even red ptarmigans, would be in better places than here! There's nothing on this table, is there? Hey! Leonis, beer-bellied fool !Bring me the patty. I want a plate of goose duck liver patty, smoked eel, and grilled river mandarin fish. The one with lotus root and fresh potatoes, no wild onions. And, one more A plate of steamed shrimp and crab, a plate of prawns in a cider sauce." Didn't wait for others to open their mouths to order.Sari Xiumi went on to say: "Bring the red wine and the side dishes I just mentioned first. I will order the main course later." Professor Difeng shrugged and held up the menu. "Of course you have to eat ducks. These ducks were originally wild. They were caught by the net a month or two ago, and then fattened by Leonis. According to different ducks, they can be divided into four types. Now there are real ducks. , this real duck is a treasure, am I right, Sarishumi." "Yeah, that's pretty good. Get the stuffed ones, one per person." Sari Xiumi smiled at the foreign professor and said: "This kind of stuffing is very special. It uses steamed oysters to add duck liver and duck heart, then adds sand liver, and finally mixes with mushrooms picked from the highlands. , Made with wild rice. Apple brandy and a variety of spices are also added to it. The spice is a secret, and even I, who is a reviewer and good friend of his cooking, don’t know. The filling is ready. After that, stuff them all into the duck’s stomach and sew them up, then take them to a kiln with charcoal fire to roast. If you put an iron cover on the charcoal fire, it will become a low-fire oven, so that the roast will be very transparent. , very tasty." You can tell it's a great dish just by hearing it.The silver goblet was filled with chilled red wine, and the plates were placed side by side on the table. At this time, Professor Tabalu, who was originally full of troubles, began to feel this harmonious atmosphere, and he should be able to completely reconcile with him. The poet has made a friend. In addition, Bana was also overwhelmed by a sense of awe. Among the people at the table, he was the only one who could speak the national language of the exile professor.Bana was approached by the headmaster, asking him to do some necessary assistance before the professor settled down.Although Professor Tabalu can speak Salian, he is not very fluent. From the tone of his voice, he can hear the unique, powerful, and particularly clear guttural accent of his mother tongue.Instead of helping the professor, Barna's mind is now on the poet he respects the most.In any case, he wanted to say something.Barna said tremblingly, "Mr. Arondon, I read your "Emerald River" published this time, and I was very moved. I read it twice." "How about it?" "It describes the rivers of our country, including the flow of rivers, which are closely related to the evolution of history, culture, and life. This is the most convincing work I have read so far." Salishumi listened without saying a word.Barna continued: "That book describes a racial confrontation that took place near the Howling Falls. I don't know where I found this information? It's not the same as what we learned in the textbook... "Those materials were found from the depths of my soul, and of course some were drawn from myths and folk tales. " History professor DeFonne began: "Sarry Schumi, don't you think that the inter-ethnic wars in the early days were a big reason for the cultural differences we have now? That is, us and the..." The exiled professor immediately interjected: "Is it the enemy? Our country is at war now. I have been marked as a traitor in my country." These words silenced everyone.Sarishumi broke the deadlock with a steady voice. "You are not a traitor, Professor Tabalu. You have clearly explained the cultural differences between our two countries. Difeng, the answer to the question just now, is not Yes. Before the ethics of the golden dragon was brought, our ancestors Lived in this place. In the early pantheistic religion of our country, the symbol and God meant nature." Salishumi blushed and waved his hand, and the red wine almost spilled on the ground. "Think about the things of the ancient gods... the stork, the minase who talked like a man, the cave bear who lived in love, the mountain lion, the three-fingered emu, and those who died long ago because they drank snake venom The people who lived in the caves...the symbols of the gods are real, aren't they, Difon? And many fossils have been unearthed as evidence, right? Mammoths, cold tongues of demons ...Although it refers to the glacier, the mammoth is the god that pushes it back. In addition, there are countless gods such as wind, fire, and forest, all of which have truly existed in a very natural posture. It may be us humans who endowed them with supernatural roles. But what do the invaders of the golden dragon regard as symbols of gods?" Professor Tabalu sighed.With a long and sad sigh: "Dragon, a golden snake, a giant fish with a bird on its back, a human face, and unimaginable horrible things, such as a goddess with eight fingers who eats babies , wait, just like you said. But even if these things are used, they are still closely related to the ancient reality, right?" "That's true," said Salishumi. "That doesn't fit our reality, though. The people of the Golden Dragon crossed the seas, bringing in strange symbols. Against the flow of the Emerald River!" Salishumi leaned out from the table and looked into Professor Tabalu's restless eyes. "Poor fugitive friend, what would your culture be like if your culture were like the tides of many rivers converging? The red males come down from the upper reaches of the rivers and breed at the mouths of the rivers into the sea. Cultures and If art, too, blossoms and bears fruit there, what a wonderful thing it would be!" Small freshwater fish like the red male fish breed in the estuary where the river and the sea meet. Because they are used to flocking, groups of them give the muddy estuary a wine red color. "Unfortunately, our country has also become a dictatorship because of Blahnik. In a dictatorship, art and literature will crumble from within." Sarishumi nodded in agreement when he heard what the exile said, and filled their glasses with red wine again. "Just as you said, dictatorship destroys art. The system drives out art, and art is hidden. The hearts of the people look forward to liberation, and in the end they still rely on the fantasy stories of scientists." "What do you mean? What do you mean by that dream story?" asked Professor Tabalu. "See the furry snowmen on the high mountains that come and go without a trace? There are even more wonderful monsters lurking in the deep lakes--children who can fly in the sky, spaceships the size of ships that fly into the sky with a loud noise , wait, a lot, right? Oh my god." The poet raised his glass and drank the red wine in one gulp. Professor Tabalu, who had been watching him all the time, said slowly at this moment: "I don't think those are all fantasies, Mr. Arondon. At least the children who can fly and the spaceship are real." Barna exclaimed excitedly: "Everyone in the university is talking about it. Whether it's liberal arts or science, everyone is talking about these things. Blahnik has created a flying warship." "Flying warship?" cried the poet. "Stupid! The only things that can fly are birds, kites, balloons, and thoughts." "Unfortunately, you are wrong." Professor Tabalu said clearly. Everyone followed the tone and watched him.The professor continued: "I am a scientist. My younger brother was also a scientist before he became a member of the guerrillas. In his recent letter to me quietly, he said that he had seen a ship that could fly into the sky. The ship also carried Some kind of weapon. My brother and I watched that weapon be developed before Blahnik came to power, and it was a horrible weapon, a cannon that fired lasers and sliced ​​through rock and metal like soft butter." Professor Difeng asked sharply: "Did you see that weapon? Where did you see it?" "At an academic seminar. My brother and I were both present at the meeting. Although we pointed out after we were arrested that it could be used in mining, all of us knew in our hearts that this thing consumed a very large amount of government funds. Those who made this weapon are the current Minister of Science, those lackeys raised by Blahnik!" The professor was speechless.Difeng asked enthusiastically, "Is that weapon big?" "Very large and heavy." Salishumi smiled, "There's no way something that heavy can get over the hill. I think we'd beat those guys long before that thing was usable." Professor Tabalu shook his head sadly. "Didn't you hear what I just said? It's a ship that can fly in the air, and it has powerful weapons. The spaceship will fly here with weapons, and with Blanik's crazy hatred, over the Hilltops, invade the country from the air." "Mechs that fly into the air? Hey!" Salishumi drank the red wine in the goblet and called to Professor Tabalu: "Then, let us study the method of the strange machine of destruction. Leonis, apple brandy!" Big machines that fly into the air? Ridiculous!" The student widened his eyes worriedly, looking at the dead professor's face.It was impossible to tell from his face that he was lying. "Did you say anything about the machine in your brother's letter, sir?" "The spaceship was round and flat like a plate, with shark-like fins on its back, a huge gleaming object made of copper and iron. Two large dragons were painted on the hull with gold and red enamel. It could carry about forty Many people, with a wonderfully shaped dome in the center. The ship was built in a closely watched place outside the capital. But no matter who approached, even children were killed. The guerrillas also had some troops and Weapons, waiting for an opportunity to do some damage..." He shrugged.Suddenly remembering about my brother, I felt a pain in my chest. "Brother noticed that this device was already undergoing combat testing. He said that he had also seen this machine fly into the air with a loud noise like thunder." Professor Tabalu was silent for a while, and said: "My brother is not a dreamer, nor is he a liar. He has never eaten or drank mushrooms or wine that would cause hallucinations." As he spoke, he cast his eyes on Arondon. "Ok……" The poet moaned lowly and murmured suspiciously: "I already know about this, teacher. You and your brother should not lie. However, I hope you can tell me that another silly legend in your country is What's going on? It's the boy who flew into the sky that border villages are talking about..." Sarishumi clapped her hands, making a funny face. The professor looked down at his plate without saying a word. At this time, the student felt the scene was a little tense, so he said, "Mr. Arondon, doesn't he know the story of aliens in the mountains in the north? There are people who believe in these things and have evidence. I have also seen pictures depicting ancient times. Mythological paintings, those people with long hair and claws, barely wearing clothes, all once existed in this universe." "The story of the magnetic field in the air, right? I think I've heard that too. But this is different. This boy is said to be able to fly in the air like a bird." Salishumi clapped her hands and laughed loudly. Professor Tabalu raised his head and looked directly at Sarishumi.As far as physique is concerned, although Professor Tabalu is not a strong man, his spirit is very brave. "Mr. Yarondon," Professor Tabalu said calmly, "I have seen that boy with my own eyes, who can crush rocks with just his eyes. I have also seen it, in the atrium of the Military Administration. The captain of the army, Branik, just fell to the ground after being swept by the boy's eyes. And I also saw him fly into the air to escape. Not only I saw it, but everyone else saw it too. I can swear on my honor." Salishumi Yarondon found it very amused, and burst out laughing. The other guests turned to look at him.Sarixiumi clapped his hands, pounded the table, and tears flowed from his laughter. There was a thick fog outside.There had only been a thin mist on the waterway in the morning, but it was thickening now.If you're not a very skilled captain, you probably won't be able to get out of the ship to the town anymore.Ducks flocked to the large windows of Leonis, as if seeking refuge from the gloom around them. Suddenly there was a noisy flapping of wings, and the ducks huffed into the air.The noise, the hooting, the creaking of wings, and the guests, just attracted by the antics of Sarishumi, turned their heads to look out.Not only the ducks in front of the restaurant, but also all the geese and ducks that inhabited the swamp made noises. At this time, a more ominous sound came from a distance on the bank of the river filled with thick fog, suppressing the noise of the birds. It was a series of low-pitched vibrating sounds, booming and booming, like thunder from the mountains in summer.Finally, the pillars of the restaurant began to shake because of the noise.No one noticed that Sarishumi Yarondon had stopped laughing.