The Demon’s Menu

Gerard's supper for Jason is soup.

Crushed coconut meat, big crabs and a special kind of seahorse.

The latter is Jason ’s favorite ‘food’.

"Rotten seahorse."

"A little monster near Hans Harbour."

"Omnivorous food, if it is splashed by its juice, the skin will fester."

"Single is not terrible, but they are in droves, which caused headaches to the fishermen of the Hans harbour. Then, I sent someone to clear them and made them ... Haimagan."

"Like the" Elixir ", they are loved by some nobles."

Gerrard introduced.

Jason nodded and took a sip of soup.

Sweet, no smell.

With dozens of seahorses, Jason swallowed it whole.

Chew together with the bones.

Crunch, crunch.

In the brittle ring, Jason's mouth twitched.

[Swallow a lot of rotten seahorses! 】

[Recovery of physical strength and energy to a small extent]

【Fatness +1】

【Fatness: 39】

...

Although not full.

But Jason did not have any dissatisfaction.

"Food" has been delivered to my mouth, what else?

The same is true of Denise.

Squinting, picked up the ribs soup, drank the ribs and danced after the soup in one breath.

Then, it looked naturally at the dried fish in front of Peters.

A huge, basin-like porcelain plate with about 100 dried fish.

The dried fish are neatly arranged to form a triangle.

The top dried fish is obviously specially made by the chef at 111 Dren Street.

Glittering golden.

The fragrance is extremely attractive.

Peters reached out and stroked the plate. On the ordinary face, satisfaction and intoxication appeared.

"The dream of life has been achieved!"

He murmured softly.

then,

One hand stretched out and took away the top dried fish.

Click, click.

In the extremely crisp sound, Peters turned his head and saw Denise chewing on the dried fish.

"This taste is okay."

"But, I still like to eat bones."

"The big bones with meat."

Denise faced Peters's gaze and evaluated it very seriously.

The taste is ok.

The taste is okay.

Okay.

Row……

Peters seemed to have lost the most important thing in his life. The last time he felt this was when he was forced to leave the "cat hole", and this time ...

More intensely.

Involuntarily Peters reached out and held the dagger.

He took a deep breath.

"Pull the sword."

"We are both high and low, and we are determined to die!"

The "Cat Cave" swordsman said slowly.

Denise scratched her head.

Looked around.

Then, he raised his finger to himself.

"I?"

"Ok!"

"You **** eating my dried fish!"

"Do you know that you just ruined my lifelong dream!"

"I want to fight you!"

The "Cat Cave" swordsman nodded in a seemingly calm manner, but when he spoke again, his emotions could no longer be stretched, and he shouted directly, crying in his voice.

Denise froze.

For the first time, it saw a middle-aged uncle who would cry for the little fish.

Immediately, Denise stood up and bowed formally.

"Sorry!"

"I don't know that that dried fish is so important to you."

"I just thought the food on this table belonged to everyone and could be taken at will."

If you make a mistake, you need to correct it.

Not a noble sentiment.

Rather, as a basic person.

Denise remembered her mother's words.

As for the dead?

Denise thinks he counts.

It eats and drinks water, lazy bed, basking in the sun, playing with sand, raising snails, insects, where is no longer human?

Although it is a bit used to use ‘it’.

But what is there?

It knows that it is a good girl.

Facing Denise, who bowed and apologized, Peters sat down.

The gray breath began to appear on the 'Cat Cave' swordsman.

He couldn't do anything with a little girl.

It is even more impossible to really draw a sword.

He still has his own glory.

It was just really anxious just now.

And now?

The "Cat Cave" swordsman who calmed down just lamented in his heart.

my dream,

Broken.

Gerald, sitting side by side with Jason, waved at the chef.

"According to the practice just now."

"Give him another copy."

Gerald ordered.

Peters froze.

He stared at Gerrard blankly, and he didn't react until a piece of luxury fish was served.

"I won't say thank you!"

The "Cat Cave" swordsman was grateful, but he turned his head to one side, as if he didn't look at Gerald at all.

Then, quietly looked at Gerrard again.

When Gerald didn't respond, he just turned back when he smiled.

then?

Reaching out, approaching the plate little by little.

When the finger touched the edge of the plate, he immediately picked up the special small dried fish at the top and threw it into his mouth.

Click, click.

The feeling of happiness began to permeate in the heart of the "Cat Cave" swordsman.

He felt that at this time, even if he died immediately, he would die without regret.

At this time, Gerrard smiled:

"No need to."

Then, the chef was asked to give a copy to the "Cat Cave" swordsman.

When another piece of dried fish appeared in front of me, the "Cat Cave" swordsman apparently began to doubt life.

He looked at Gerrard.

After pursing his lips, he finally lowered his head and said:

"Sorry."

"Before, even if I knew that you were not completely wrong in overthrowing the genre, I couldn't face my heart, and I always insisted that you are my enemy.

"At this moment I can finally face my heart."

The "Cat Cave" swordsman talked while stuffing the dried fish into his mouth.

The dried fish is so delicious!

Sure enough, sincerely face your heart, the food will be more delicious!

In the face of the gratitude of the "Cat Cave" swordsman, Gerrard was a little fascinated.

Overthrow the genre ...

That was his original goal.

The goal was achieved.

However, the ideal has not been realized.

The genre disappeared, and the old nobles began to decline.

But the so-called new nobility appeared.

Is the so-called new federation different from the old one?

No.

Just changed the name.

What should I do?

Gerald, thinking, suddenly smiled and shook his head.

Now what's the use of thinking about this?

Let's get through the difficulties before we talk about it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Renewal Society ',' Abandoned World ',' Abrasion Society ', Federation

Each one is extremely difficult to deal with.

Especially the federation that his old friend controlled was even more terrible.

Now unite ...

With Gerald's tenacity, he felt suffocating pressure.

And while Gerrard thought about how to deal with it, the little Lid who had left before ran into 111 Dren Street like crazy.

This close-knit servant who always pays attention to etiquette has no demeanor at this moment, and before he is close to the holiday cabin, the roar rang--

"Adult, the 'Abandoned World Sect' is all gone!"