Quick Transmigration: Goddess Of My Imagination

Elysia and Sylvia entered the England base as guests, but the one guiding them was the elite squad's leader himself.

Tyler asked someone and got a head shake. Therefore, he faced the girls with a helpless expression. "Hm, looks like Admiral Marco Bradley isn't back yet. He's probably with other leaders at the moment. However, may I invite you, ladies, over for dinner?"

"Dinner? I only consume the best of the best quality spirit food. Can you provide that?" Victor butted in.

"Um, of course. Our British Army has the best quality food." Tyler's corner of the lips twitched slightly. For some reason, many of the conversations he addressed to Elysia were actually responded to by this annoying blackbird.

"Sure, if we don't bother you. We can look for Admiral Marco Bradley afterwards. Victor is eager to see him." Elysia didn't mind. She had the intention to cook something in their room, but the invitation came out of nowhere.

"Haha, no, I don't feel bothered at all. I can introduce you to a historian if you want." Tyler had a plan in mind to keep the bird busy with the historian, and he could spend his time with these beauties.

That way, he could talk for the sake of building good relations in peace without any disturbance.

After that, Tyler led Elysia and Sylvia to the military cafeteria and occupied one of the tables. Some of the young elites accidentally noticed his presence. Still, they seemed to understand the unspoken signal and just watched from the side without any intention of disturbing.

"Wait a minute, I'll order dinner for us." Tyler raised his palm and asked the girls to sit down.

"Mm, thank you. If possible, please make it five. My cat also needs dinner." Elysia raised her hand.

"Okay, five then." Tyler went to a long table at the edge of the room and ordered. He immediately returned to the table because he did not want to keep the girls waiting too long. "Well, the food is being prepared and will be delivered here."

"Mm." Elysia just nodded.

"Err, this may be a bit harsh, but why do I rarely hear Miss Sylvia speak?" Tyler put his hands on the table and smiled at Sylvia.

"Because of the language barrier?" Elysia tilted her head slightly.

"Uhm, if I may ask, what language does she use?" Tyler didn't mince words and got straight to the point.

"Hehe, I can't say that for sure." Elysia responded with an innocent smile.

"Uh, all right. Then, are you really a traveling merchant, Miss Elysia? This may be somewhat irrelevant, but your presence is actually welcomed in every country that is part of the Esper Association." Tyler backed away from his original intentions. He felt that digging up information regarding identity in this conversation was fatal.

"Yup, I'm a traveling merchant. We travel the world looking for the good stuff and occasionally sell or trade some stuff in the countries we visit." Elysia didn't hesitate to admit that.

"Yeah, and I ended up in the hands of a traveling merchant now, jeez." Victor paced back and forth on the table. She waited for her dinner to arrive.

"All right, we welcome you with open arms if you visit England. This is my name card. You can call me at any time for anything. I'll definitely help if you're in trouble." Tyler placed a name card on the table and pushed it towards Elysia.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr Tyler." Elysia just accepted that name card even though she didn't know if she would use it.

A moment later, someone came with a serving trolley. He put the dinner packet on the table and quickly left because of Tyler.

"You, you call this the best quality food!? Is this the best food you can serve the great me? Hey, Great Britain colonized almost the whole world for spices, and this is your dinner?" Victor widened her eyes in shock and threw out her complaint roughly. She had never thought in her wildest imagination that she would be offered an offering of an ordinary bowl of seeds.

"Well, we mostly serve human food. I purposely ordered the best available food for the bird to eat. It is corn, wheat, rice, and more. All of them is of the highest quality available." Tyler felt a little confused.

"Do you think I'm an ordinary bird!? I'm a Demi-" Victor was about to growl, but Elysia suddenly interrupted.

"Victor, please pay attention to your words. Here's for you. The one that may fit your preferences." Elysia placed a small bowl of spirit stones of various colors in front of Victor.

"Spirit seeds!" Victor instantly forgot what made her angry. She immediately dipped her head into the bowl full of various colored spirit stones.

*Tap* *Tap* *Tap*

Victor pecked the spirit stone one by one and swallowed it whole.

"..." Tyler was stunned. The surrounding soldiers were watching as well.

They didn't know what this bird had in mind, but this beast treated spirit stones as a mere food!? And, a traveling merchant gave that bowl of spirit stones without a second thought? Elysia was that rich in resources?

That was the thought that Tyler and almost everyone around him had.

"Please forgive her, Mr Tyler. An elemental spirit does not eat food like humans or animals in general. They will only eat something that contains spirit energy, and spirit stones are their favourite." Elysia put an apologetic expression.

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"Hehe, worry not, Miss Elysia. It just surprised me a bit. Ahem, does this British Army operation ration pack menu suit your taste? European cuisine." Tyler changed the subject. He didn't care about the bird and only focused on Elysia.

*Nom* *Nom* *Nom*

Sylvia and Vanessa simply ate their dinner like uninvolved individuals. They were just watching Elysia from the side.

"Mm, I'm not picky. Have a nice meal." Elysia put her hands together and started eating her dinner. She could make sure there were no dirty tricks in her food, which was a plus point for honesty.

They ate dinner in silence as there was a custom to eat without talking to finish their meal in no time. Elysia didn't know that, but she had just finished her dinner politely and elegantly.

"Thank you for the food." Elysia put her hands together and wiped her mouth with a tissue.

'Ely, the food here is decent, but if I had to choose, your cooking is incomparable. Too bad I have to eat this instead of yours.' Sylvia wiped the twiddled with her drinking glass.

'Let's save that for breakfast, Sylvi. We still need to see the British Force's leader for Victor.' Elysia was sensitive enough to know that Sylvia still expected her cooking.

'Okay, I'll wake you up early tomorrow. We'll cook together before we go exploring~' Sylvia hummed telepathically.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr Tyler. You finished your dinner so quickly. Did you swallow it right away?"

"Haha, it's become a habit for me to finish my food quickly. Oh, right! Miss Elysia, would you like to see Admiral Marco Bradley now? I have information that he is on deck now with the expert squad." Tyler waved his hand in front of his face and returned to the main topic of Elysia's purpose here.

"Mm, let's go see him now. Victor seems bored." Elysia glanced at the bird on her shoulder.

"I'm more reluctant to talk to a person who claims to be all-knowing. Tch, his knowledge is so shallow, and he dares to introduce himself with the title of sage to me. Have a little shame, youngster." Victor reproached the man next to Tyler.

"Ugh, I have other business to attend to, comrade Tyler. With that being said, see you later." The soldier next to Tyler raised his hand in farewell and fled the scene immediately. He only had a brief conversation with the talking bird, but the bird was so toxic and unfriendly.

"Uh, okay." Tyler also raised his hand. He felt a little sorry for his friend. He failed to keep the bird busy.

Who would have thought that the bird sadistically inflicted emotional damage on a poor soul with verbal abuse?

"Then let's meet him now. Something might happen there?" Elysia got up from her seat, and so did Sylvia.

Meanwhile, Vanessa jumped up on her master's shoulder and chased the arrogant bird away.

"Hey, you don't have to be that wicked, do you, Guardian Cat?" Victor groaned while hovering above Elysia's head. She wanted to teach the cat a lesson, but sadly, she lost the power battle.

Tyler then guided Elysia and Sylvia out onto the side deck. They wanted to meet the British Force's Admiral, but they found something odd there.

"Good evening. What are you observing over there, if I may ask?" Elysia came to say hello.

"Oh, it's you, Miss Elysia. We were just observing this dimensional abnormality, and the strange creatures seemed to be trying to break into here. Luckily, your talismans were working effectively. Apart from that, what brought you here? Tyler brought you here?" Marco returned the greeting in a friendly manner.

"Yes, we met Mr Tyler a while ago. However, the abnormality?" Elysia felt somewhat surprised and tried to check the surrounding area with her sacred vision.

She could see many low-class supernatural beings roaming beyond the talismans' protection.. Her protective talismans functioned effectively to keep such creatures out.