I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 329: Goodbye A Mat
Michael accepted the flatbread, sniffed it lightly, then couldn’t resist taking a large bite. His face immediately turned red from the spice.
"Oh no, I put too much sauce! The peppers I grew seem to be spicier because they were watered with nature magic..." Eric guiltily ran into the house to pour a glass of water for Michael.
These chili plants grown in the yard were from seeds he dug out of peppers traded from the human merchant caravan, but their spice level was significantly higher. In this beef sauce, Eric had put a lot of minced chili.
Michael drank the glass of water in a few gulps, then constantly fanned his mouth with his hand; it took a while for him to calm down.
"Hoo, that was satisfying, just a bit too spicy. The smell is very fragrant; putting a little in the flatbread is enough." Michael took a breath before commenting.
Seeing his mouth red from the spice, Eric guiltily conjured a square block of ice and handed it to Michael to hold in his mouth.
The two worked together to make a lot of flatbreads, and there were also five or six jars of beef sauce, plus the salted duck eggs Eric had boiled beforehand. Although this amount of dry provisions wasn’t enough for them to eat throughout the entire trip, this season didn’t lack food.
Eric just tried to let them eat a bit better. Moreover, Michael had learned a few dishes made from flour, so finally, he didn’t need to gnaw on roasted meat every day.
Before Max set off, Eric gave him several bamboo tubes containing barbecue sauce, meat grilling spices, and some other seasonings, so at least they could eat more richly on the road.
Of course, the most important tool for this trip was the iron pot, which Eric didn’t forget to give them. To speed up salt making, he gave them several large iron pots.
"You must be careful on the road; absolutely avoid the territories of high-level magical beasts."
Finally, the day of parting arrived. Eric instructed everyone with reluctance.
Grass and Michael transformed into large Snow Wolves, carrying luggage on their bodies, squatting behind Max who was in human form.
Honey wrapped around Max’s neck, crying tearfully: "Eric, Leo, don’t forget me. I don’t want to go at all, waa..."
The beast cub’s crying was sharp and piercing. Max frowned, lifted the little snake from his ear, and placed her onto Michael’s large paw.
"Don’t you miss your parents?" Eric said with a smile. This little kid kept crying to find her parents every few days, but when it was time to actually leave, she was reluctant.
"But, but..." Honey was small and didn’t know how to describe her current mood, choking so much she couldn’t speak.
Eric comforted her: "Alright, when you get back to your tribe, don’t run off to play by yourself anymore; it’s very dangerous. If you miss us, bring your parents to the Hadu tribe as guests later."
Leo also sat down to comfort A Mat. Flower and the other beast cubs, hearing that their little friend was leaving today, also came to see her off, chirping and surrounding A Mat.
Max glanced at the circle of beast cubs, then turned his head to look deeply at Eric. He hugged him tightly and lowered his head to say:
"While I’m away this time, don’t run out by yourself. Even within the territory, don’t go too far from the tribe. Try to ask Sam and Kevin to go with you; if they don’t have time, ask others. In short, ensure your safety."
"I know. Max, you and everyone else too. You must be careful on the road. There are so many high-level magical beasts over there, and that Heaven-Swallowing Python or whatever. Plus, we don’t know where Mat’s home is..." Eric was also worried about his lover’s safety, speaking hurriedly.
"We can’t find Mat’s tribe, but there are many Snake tribes over there. Once we find other tribes, we can ask around; someone is bound to know where Mat’s home is." Max comforted him, kissing his lover on the forehead.
There were other tribesmen behind coming to see them off, so Eric didn’t mention the salt refining, only squeezing Max’s hand tightly. His lover was a calm and reliable beastman.
He thought Max would definitely arrange everything properly; it was just that the Phantasm Continent was dangerous everywhere, so he couldn’t help but worry.
"Alright, let’s go. Go early, return early. Eric, don’t worry either; we will definitely be careful. If we can’t beat them, we’ll run."
Michael stood by having his fill of public displays of affection, finally speaking up. He and Grass had given the two some time to say goodbye, but eventually, they had to set off.
Anna and Phong were also present in the seeing-off crowd. There were no cheesy scenes; in their eyes, beastmen couldn’t fear risks.
"Grass, you must return safely." Jessica understood her daughter’s personality, so she didn’t instruct much.
"Stinky brat, just in time to go out and train. The good mates have all been chosen by others; if you don’t increase your strength, don’t come back!" Anna didn’t have a shred of gentleness, speaking fiercely.
Michael nodded helplessly: "I know, I said long ago I don’t want to find a mate yet."
Anna skillfully rolled her eyes at her son.
Phong laughed heartily and waved at the group.
Max led Grass and Michael, carrying A Mat, and in the gaze of his lover and the tribesmen, they gradually moved away.
"Brother, let’s go back too." Leo pulled his sleeve.
Only then did Eric withdraw his gaze from the distance where the figures had disappeared, sadly holding Leo’s hand as they returned home.
Walking into the courtyard, he only felt that this place was extremely cold. Evan and A Mat, who had lived together for months, were gone. Max, who came to see him every day, was also away, and even his two best friends had left. Now, only he and Leo remained; both his heart and this courtyard felt empty.
"When Mat was here, I sometimes found her very noisy, but now that she’s just left, I miss her a bit." Leo was also a bit sad, holding his brother’s hand tightly.
Eric gently stroked Leo’s golden hair. The little lion’s human form had grown to his shoulder.
"Wait until Max and the others return; they will surely know where Mat’s tribe is. When we have time, we’ll go find her to play, okay?"
Leo nodded sadly. The next second, the boy wrapped his arms around Eric’s waist, burying his face in his brother’s embrace. Not only was Eric reluctant, but after playing with Honey for so many days, Leo was also very sad.
"There is no feast that does not end. Even if you are apart, you are still good friends. There’s still Flower and Tullte; so many beast cubs are all your friends." Eric squatted down, speaking slowly.
Mentioning other friends, Leo’s mood indeed improved a little. He was a sensible boy and looked up to say:
"Then don’t be sad anymore either. Although Max has gone far away, there’s still Arthur and Kevin; they will be by your side."
Although he said that, it sounded a bit strange... Eric gave a speechless smile:
"Don’t say these words to others; why do you make me sound like a philandering turnip."
"Turnip? Is it the vegetable of the Rabbit tribe? Sister Riley gave us some to eat; there are spicy roots and sweet roots." Leo didn’t quite understand Eric’s meaning, tilting his head and trying to think.
So the Rabbit tribe, despite being so timid, treated the beast cubs very well. Perhaps they were remembering the cubs of their own tribe.
But turnips were indeed a very good vegetable; they could not only be eaten raw but also stir-fried or stewed. It not only supplemented Vitamin C but also promoted fluid production and relieved thirst; it was good for people losing weight or those with high blood pressure.
Eric remembered he didn’t like eating cooked carrots when he was small, feeling the taste was weird. Every time, his grandmother would just wash carrots for him to take to school to gnaw on, saying eating lots of carrots was good for the eyes.
Every recess, Eric would be like a little rabbit, sitting in his seat gnawing on carrots crunchily. He was even teased by classmates that eating too much would turn his skin yellow like a carrot, causing him not to dare eat them for a long time.
Thinking back now, it was also a beautiful memory.
