Dawn of the Grey Tower

The cheese doesn't know that the devil who just completed the deal with him actually has a connection with the broker. But even if the mage knew about it, he probably wouldn't care too much. After all, if a guy like a broker really wants to design him, then he will still be successful no matter how carefully he handles it. Rather than being calculated by others for a decade of defense, the cheese is more inclined to take the initiative when it is sure. And he, who received the intelligence from the devil, did intend to do so.

The dinner was held in the living room with some air leakage. The room was filled with a strong smell of food that could not be dissipated by the cold wind that slipped in between the wooden boards. The large piece of stew is paired with potatoes that have been softened by long-lasting heating. It is placed in a large pot and placed directly on the table. Fortunately, the participants of the dinner will not feel uncomfortable with this bold eating method. Let them taste the taste of food with small pieces of exquisite tableware like nobles, and it really hurts them.

Jack was holding a large piece of dark bread in his hand, and the wooden bowl in front of him was full of gravy. In the other hand, he was holding half a bite of unrecognizable roast rabbit. Although Mona beside him is a female, but as a frost guard, the female warrior naturally eats more than her male robes. To say the difference, it may be that her bowl is not full of meat like the wolf walker, the climate of Longji Mountain is too cold, and the common wild vegetables in Wangdu are rare food in her opinion. These vegetables are packed in relatively small pots and stewed with milk, which is popular with ladies and children. Even a child like Sparrow ignored the peculiar smell of plants and was captured by stews.

"This is the last dish. You won't pass it anymore. They will finish the meat." Elsa walked through the hallway into the kitchen and said to Roland inside. Yes, the big table in the living room was made by the old magician. Although the proprietress asked herself that the level of cooking was not bad, it was only a rough cooking method after all, and Roland apparently did not focus only on magic research during the trip. The old man ’s understanding of cooking food completely broke the inherent impression of Elsa .

"Wait a minute, it's about to be baked. This is the food given by the king. It's unreasonable not to cook it well." Roland rarely **** his white hair, even his beard on his chin was wrapped in cloth. Prevent falling into dishes. In front of the old man, the black smoke rising from the grill was sucked away by the upper flue, revealing the golden roast pig whose skin had turned golden on the fire. This pig is one of the gratitudes given to them by Elsa when they left the palace. At this time, although there is no shortage of food in the capital, it is not easy to get such luxurious ingredients. It is said that this pig was intended to be used as the main course of the palace dinner, but after the cheese was awakened, he left the castle and naturally would not go to the dinner. The king simply gave it to several people.

Elsa nodded and stood by to wait for the old man to do the final treatment for the roast pig. It is impossible to inherit the tavern left by the parents. It is impossible to say that the boss lady has no interest in cooking. It is just that the poor Northerners have focused their energy on fighting against the harsh natural environment. Suffering from survival has never been able to improve the quality of life. , The processing of food, especially meat, still stays at the most basic cooking and roasting. This time I can see Roland ’s cooking, Elsa can already imagine that when she brought this craft back to the Longji Mountain tavern What kind of grand scene will become.

Through the flames under the grill, the woman known as the Red Fox trance saw her familiar tavern. Elsa has never been so far from her hometown, nor has she been so long. When the noise of the friends enjoying the food came from the living room, her mind unconsciously remembered the old days. She wondered if she could go back with these cooking techniques, she thought.

"Okay, you can almost lift it down." Roland's words awakened Elsa, who soon realized that the old man was talking about removing the food from the grill. So the proprietress hurried forward, and the magician lifted the barbecue sticks skewered on the roast pig respectively. The strong aroma of the barbecue and the special sauce with honey on top of the barbecue, let Roland always care for cooking The lady boss who hadn't had time to take a bite had a natural physiological response.

"Goo" Elsa blushed. The old man smiled slightly. After placing the roast pig on the prepared platter, he turned around and picked up a knife for meat cutting. "Take some food first, just help me see how it tastes." Elsa wanted to refuse, but the roast pig's smell made her hand take over the knife involuntarily.

As Elsa took a bite of the barbecue, enjoying the spread of deliciousness in her mouth, footsteps came from the stairs leading to the second floor. Cheese, came down. "Ah, you are down. Everyone is having dinner, you ..." The door of the kitchen is not closed, the lady boss reaches out to want to greet the passing master to eat together, but at this time, the cheese that has just received important news can't take care of these Because of the focus on the content obtained by thinking, the mage walked straight in front of Elsa.

"!" "Bang!" The lady boss chased the cheese and came to the hallway, with the roast pork inserted in the knife in her hand, but before waiting for Elsa's words to exit, the figure of the mage had disappeared from the room with the heavy closing sound. .

"I'll keep up to see." Elsa returned to the kitchen and put a bite of food on the plate, and turned to follow the cheese and rushed out of the room.

Roland didn't see the mage because of his position, but the old man quickly guessed what happened from the footsteps and the reaction of the boss lady. He took a pipe and took a sip. When the smoke came out of his nose, he said softly, "This kid is exactly like his teacher." After that, he went to the living room.

The night in the quayside is always very quiet ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Especially in this period when the business is almost completely stopped, even the noise of the sailors in the tavern can't be heard. The evening breeze blew through the gray robe with the cold that remained in winter, but its owner did not care about it. The cheese did not ride, but it was not that he was in a hurry, but the sound of the horse was likely to disturb the peepers in the dark. He didn't want that. The mage's eyes shone like fog. These magical powers obscured his footsteps and scent, and made people unable to notice the gray in the darkness from a distance.

Even so, the footsteps of the cheese had to stop before the small bridge leading to the main city. Because in front of the bridge, about twenty Edwardian ghouls stood. The ghouls were disturbed and stood up from the ground, revealing the large blood stains on their faces and the flesh that had not been swallowed under the moonlight. The scene in front of me was like a terrible painting. As the ghouls stand, the corpse that was originally wrapped in them and has been ripped apart, adds a creepy color to the painting.

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