دانلود رمان انگلیسی “به لطف خدایان” – جلد 9

After the hunt the following morning, I decided to speed through lunch to prepare for my meeting with Lord Fatoma. As the villagers were already aware of the meeting, they served me lunch before the others, which I appreciated… But after a certain point, I could no longer taste my food. The other members of the Pier, seated at the table with me, seemed to share my sentiment. After all…Lord Fatoma had joined us at lunch.
“Mmm, delicious!”
The lord was a pig beastkin, as I was told; a species overweight across the board. With his kimono and bun on the top of his head, I couldn’t see him as a noble or lord, but as a sumo wrestler. Much becoming of his stature, he was currently chowing down on an entire bowl of rice with at least four sides.
To recap how I found myself in this situation…
Lord Fatoma had sailed across the lake to the village and arrived early due to the wind or something. The village chief, not about to keep the lord waiting, tried to fetch us, but Lord Fatoma countered that he was the one who was early, and wanted to wait, to which the chief insisted that the lord at least have lunch while he waited.
And so we were sharing our lunch table with a noble lord whom I had never met before. As it would not have been prudent for someone of his status to wander about alone, he was flanked by attendants, even as he ate. One of them was young and resembled a samurai, with scales covering his right eye. The other was dressed like a sumo wrestler, same as his lord, with scales on the bottom of his palms and wrists. Both of them appeared to be dragonewts, which checked out, given what I’d heard about Lord Fatoma inviting dragonewt scientists from their land.