Fairy’s Box

This day's repairs have been rotated until nine o'clock in the morning. Everyone slept beautifully and regained their full energy.

In the hall downstairs, the owner got up to work before dawn. At this moment, he has prepared a sumptuous meal for them-steaming flavored pastries, roasted mutton with sauce and diced, tender and delicious seafood, ruddy in color. The roast goose, as well as the fragrant hot and sour beef offal soup, filled several tables in large and small pottery bowls.

Although the town is currently in short supply, but encountering a group of rich rich people, a few families can still scrape together a lot of things.

"It's really good."

As soon as Yale went downstairs, he was infected by the smell of the food and moved his index finger.

"Everyone sit down and everyone eats all the time."

The black-haired knight sat down on the chief, seeing everyone greedily drooling and looking at him, with an expression like a stray dog ​​who had been hungry for a few days, and hurriedly let them all sit.

"Eat and eat!"

"It smells so good..."

"I didn't expect to eat seafood here, it's so cool!"

The knights hurriedly filled the dining table in the hall, staring at the dishes with green eyes. When Yale took the first sip, he immediately turned into hungry wolves fighting for food and fought fiercely on the table.

Yale swallowed a few pieces of mutton with the pastry, and then took a sip of beef offal soup.

"This beef miscellaneous soup tastes good, and the ability to make beef miscellaneous dishes so delicious is a masterpiece!" The black-haired knight's eyes glowed, and he cast his eyes on the translator, and praised him without hesitation.

"Mmmmmmm!"

The translator was eating his mouth full of oil, and his beard was covered with sauce. Seeing the boss looking at him, he quickly devoured two goose legs and nodded his head wildly in agreement.

"Well, you are tall, tell the shopkeeper!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Only then did the translator come to his senses, and hurriedly sipped the sauce on his fingers, added the original words of the black-haired knight to his own feelings, and talked to the shopkeeper with all the fuss.

The old shop owner was sitting on the threshold with a towel on his head, stunned. Seeing everyone compliment him on his good craftsmanship, his wrinkled old face suddenly blossomed with joy. The smile didn't last long on his face, he responded cautiously, and soon his face became sad and bleak again, and he continued to look at the streets of the town in a trance.

"What's the matter, is he hungry?"

Yale drank two more sips of soup, and found that the owner's mood was a little wrong, so he asked the translator to greet him over to have a meal together.

After the interpreter told the store owner truthfully, the other party jumped up in surprise, saying that he was not hungry, and if everyone still needed it, he could also make some food that was convenient to pack and take away.

The black-haired knight thought for a while, and felt that it was more convenient to bring dry food for the march, so he politely declined. Then I kept seeing the shopkeeper frowning and felt that it was affecting his appetite, so he asked the translator to ask him what was going on.

The shopkeeper did not hesitate, and told him with a sigh that the Snow Witch appeared again last night, and now that the town has no children to contribute to her, she is afraid that it will be destroyed.

Yale's heart was heavy after hearing this, and he persuaded him to move out quickly, but the old man was reluctant to partake in the small shop and the town where he grew up. He just wanted to take a second look and spend his last time before the Snow Witch went mad and destroyed the town.

"..."

The black-haired knight lost his appetite and was completely in no mood to eat. He dropped the soup bowl and fell into a tangle.

In the past, he would definitely intervene, but now... I don't really want to care, but what the Snow Witch is doing is really frustrating. Although the people in the small town are asking for trouble, they are indeed pitiful.

"This Snow Witch is too much, robbing other people's children and destroying the town." Bruno raised his eyebrows, put down the tableware heavily, and said indignantly:

"Let me kill the Snow Witch. I saw that guy last night and know what she looks like."

"Well……"

The black-haired knight stared at the fragrant beef offal soup, his heart was shaken, and he planned to think of a two-way idea.

"..."

The silver-haired boy was a little anxious when he saw this, kicked Lydia's shoes, and glanced at her for help.

The female knight turned her face away deliberately and dodged one after another, but in the end she couldn't resist his begging eyes. After thinking about it for a while, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she deliberately raised her voice and sighed:

"What a pity, if the town is destroyed, there will be no such delicious beef offal soup in the future!"

"Stop talking!"

Yale raised his hand, made a silent motion, and looked around the hall:

"We'll be on our way after dinner... Hailong, Surante, Krisura, Clark, and Lydia, the five of you will go with Bruno, and join us immediately after finishing the business."

"no problem!"

The people who were named hurriedly nodded their heads, then turned their attention back to the food, and continued to devour the delicious meal - isn't she an evil witch, even a dragon seed is a piece of cake for them.

"Ask him for me, where does the witch live?"

Bruno took over the task of eradicating evil, with a sense of mission, and immediately began to inquire about the residence of the Snow Witch through an interpreter.

At first, the shop owner thought they were crazy, so he gritted his teeth and didn't dare to answer, but he couldn't help the translator and the silver-haired boy's aggressive questioning, and he still shivered and said a place name.

The translator tried his best to finally pry the truth out of the shopkeeper's mouth, and told everyone sweating profusely:

"Lake Garonne."

"Lake Garonne?"

Clark swallowed the mutton in his mouth vigorously, picked up the pottery bowl and poured the hot and sour soup, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile:

"Didn't the boss happen to kill a lake monster there when we were crossing the river?"

The scene suddenly cooled down, and the atmosphere became extremely embarrassing.

Everyone present seemed to understand something, their eyes swept to someone, and then hurriedly avoided, quickly lowered their heads, and stared at the food in front of them.

"By the way... that Snow Witch came to see her son last night?" Lydia turned her head and looked at Bruno with questioning eyes.

"Yeah... Could the son she's looking for be the... lake monster?" The silver-haired boy licked his lips subconsciously, his eyes twitched, and he asked cautiously.

"I'm killing harm for the people."

The black-haired knight calmly took a bite of the leg of lamb, swallowed it without chewing it, and said expressionlessly:

"That lake monster attacked us when it saw us. It's definitely not a good thing. The actions of its mother also proved this. It's not wrong to clean up their family. Let's do it."

"Your Excellency is far-sighted, and your subordinates admire it!"

"Capturing and killing lake monsters and eliminating harm for the people is really our role model!"

"The adults are so sympathetic to the poor and hate evil as hatred, and the subordinates feel very ashamed!"

Everyone immediately offered warm flattery, diluting the embarrassing atmosphere just now.