For the sake of the health of the elderly, this kind of material that is not stable enough is definitely inappropriate, and if it is hit by an enemy shadow energy bullet, won't it be over?

Although generally speaking, most people are well versed in the truth of rat tail juice, and no one will specifically attack the part of the middle-aged and elderly.

But in order to prevent accidents, I still have to advise Old Man Cameron not to be greedy for pleasure...... I mean, even if everything else doesn't fit so well, it's at least stable, and it's too dangerous to have a stick that gets bigger and smaller.

William thought as he took a sip of the hot broth on the table.

The meaty soup is thick and mellow, and the ingredients are pork head meat marinated in brine and sour grape juice, and the meat itself is gelatinous, and the resulting soup can even condense into jelly on its own after being left overnight.

This bowl of broth is very much more salt and fat, and it is certainly not healthy in modern times, but for people in this world, it can replenish a lot of physical strength and calories, which can be regarded as a rare delicacy.

"It tastes good. ”

William nodded in satisfaction, and there was another cook...... No, with the "jewels" of those dark chefs in front of them, this ordinary broth suddenly seemed so precious.

During the days he spent with Fran, he was tortured by dark cuisine almost every day, and he almost burst into tears when he took this mouthful of soup.

Just as William was drinking the soup with a sigh on his face, there was a sudden sound of quietly sniffing from the side.

William followed the prestige and was surprised to find that Jessica's eyes were actually shining with water, and her small nose twitched back and forth, looking like she was about to cry.

I'm just describing it, it's a good soup, but it's not really crying, is it?

Feeling the surprise in William's eyes, Jessica hurriedly raised her head with an embarrassed expression, and rubbed her somewhat reddened nose with her outstretched fingers.

"I'm just a little excited...... Well...... This soup is the way it is made by the Holy Empire, and almost no one in Faran would make this broth. ”

After the female knight calmed down, she drank the broth in the bowl with nostalgia on her face, and she didn't know if it was hot or what's wrong, she was still a little tearful.

She explained softly, "When my mother was still around, she used to make this broth for me and Leonard until she was ...... After she died, I never drank this soup again, because I suddenly remembered what happened before, so I was a little sad. ”

Although the mouth is talking about sadness? But the look on Jessica's face was extraordinarily warm? She muttered a little distractedly:

"Although Leonard and I were born at the same time, I don't know why? How much more gentle is my mother to me than to Leonard? So he was always jealous of me when he was young, and he wanted to trouble me when he had something to do? He also often plays some small tricks. ”

Speaking of her brother's name, the female knight's face was a lot more complicated? Angry and helpless? But in the end, there is still a lot of guilt.

She said in a gentle tone: "Although I don't want to admit it, Leonard is indeed smarter than me, he has been eccentric since he was a child, but his body is not very good and he can't run fast?" So after every trick on me? I'm going to catch up and beat me up......"

No, Leonard's health is actually not bad, and there is another reason why he can't run fast.

After silently stating the truth in his heart, William reached out and pushed the broth he had just drunk twice, signaling to Jessica if she still wanted to miss it again? You can drink his bowl too.

The knight glared at him with a red face and poured the broth that William had pushed over into her bowl? I actually drank a spoonful.

I saw her gently lick the oil flower on her lips, and continued with nostalgia:

"At that time? Leonard would cry when he was beaten, and then his mother would come running over and scold me? Make something delicious to comfort him in the evening. I've always been skeptical? Did he keep playing tricks on me for the sake of his mother's cooking? It wasn't until later ......"

The expression on the female knight's face darkened suddenly.

"Later, I was taken away by my father to continue my training, and I couldn't see him for a whole year. Leonard was smiling every time we met, and I never seemed to see him cry again......"

Jessica stared at the soup bowl in front of her and said with a faint expression: "William, you know what, I've always had a very strange idea - I really want to beat Leonard hard, I want to see him cry again......"

This one...... It seems to be a bit difficult. William smacked his lips, not knowing what to say.

Leonard is probably the person he has ever seen who is most afraid of death, almost no one has ever seen him shoot, except for when he pretends to be forced afterwards, he will go to the scene for a walk, usually it is really in-depth and simple, and he can not move without moving, which can be called a model of otaku.

So if you want to beat him up, it will probably only be possible until the Farrell family is completely wiped out.

After the contents of the table had been almost eaten, Leonard's future mother-in-law appeared at the door, and she cautiously approached with the wooden tray in her hand.

On the tray were four small bowls of mushy bean soup and two bowls of hot onion bisque, as well as a small dish with a piece of cheese drizzled with a little syrup and a few small cherries coated in sugar.

Seeing William's gaze, the cook said a little embarrassedly: "Lord William, Lord Jessica, I found a small jar of syrup in the back kitchen, but the remaining syrup in it is a little small, only enough to make a dessert." ”

William nodded, and got up to help her place the dishes on the tray.

"Aunt Cousin is polite, Jessica and I are both professionals, it's actually nothing to eat less, but it's hard for you to wait for us so late. ”

As he spoke, he looked down at the knightess, and saw that although she was drinking the soup without squinting, she peeked at the cook from time to time.

The dodgy eyes are a little wet, and the usually resolute face has become slightly delicate, looking like a little beast eager to be touched.

After hearing William's title, the cook quickly shook her head and said with an uneasy expression:

"Lord William, you're so polite, I'm just a ...... It's just a cook, Daisy's identity can still be recognized by the Anderson family, if I go to confess, maybe I will be kicked out as before, if it weren't for the two adults who gave me this job, I would have to be separated from Daisy......"

When the cook had left with great gratitude, the knight pursed her lips vigorously, and as she snatched the only dessert, she asked in annoyance, "Was she kicked out by the Andersons?"

Glancing regretfully at the cheese, William took a sip of the onion soup.

The salty and fresh soup is hot but not hot, although the bowl wall is still a little cold, but after entering the abdomen, it is warm and melting, it should be specially pulled with cold water, and the temperature is almost served over.

He exhaled a breath of hot air with umami and said lightly, "Well, she was kicked out with Daisy at that time, and she almost starved to death in the street."

Fortunately, when Daisy was too hungry to stand it, she secretly robbed a beggar of money and bought a piece of expired black bread, and they barely survived. ”

After listening to William's words, Jessica frowned, and her eyes, which were soft and soft just now, suddenly became sharp.

"Who threw them out?"

William glanced at the syrup on the corner of her mouth, and said in a flat tone: "It's a little ghost named Rhodes, he is the grandson of old Roman, and the son-in-law of this generation of Marquis Anderson." ”

Jessica frowned and recalled, remembering the arrogant little ghost, and took it with her to solve a doubt.

No wonder Daisy was so timid that she was desperately trying to stop herself, it turned out that she had been chased away once, and she was afraid that she would be kicked out of Anderson's house again.

The female knight slammed the table angrily, gritted her teeth and said, "It turned out to be that bastard, I should have killed him directly!"

William didn't say anything about her harsh words, but quietly took a spoonful of turquoise bean soup.

Don't say it, although the bean soup doesn't look good, it doesn't taste bad, and the chef obviously put a lot of thought into it.

Not only are the beans very finely ground, but the diced vegetables in the bean custard should have been fried in lard, and the whole bowl of bean custard is not put in anything except a small handful of black pepper noodles, and a lot of diced salted meat is mixed in order to enhance the flavor.

Today's dishes can be regarded as completely saving William's tormented taste buds, and he even wants to give a thumbs up to Leonard, who is far away in Ironthorn City.

Your mother-in-law is awesome!

Looking at William's hard work, Jessica didn't know why she was suddenly a little angry, she knocked on the table and said dissatisfiedly:

"William, didn't you call her aunt cousin, why didn't you think to vent for her?"

William stopped the spoon in his hand, straightened up, and looked at her helplessly.

Jessica has lacked maternal love for many years, and now she finally met a distant relative with her mother's shadow on her body, and she has obviously begun to "protect her calves".

He shook his head and replied, "There are so many people who can't survive in Fran, how can I manage it?"

William is very clear about his positioning, he is not the material for governing the country at all, it is okay to have a small idea that goes out of the way, or to rely on special insight to reduce the dimensionality, but if you really want to put the operation of a country into your own hands, I am afraid that the more you interfere, the faster it will end.

So leave the work of saving the toiling masses to Avril, and all I can do is to deal with the three major churches and save her life.

Taking a sip of onion soup, William added with a flat expression:

"And that Rhodes is long gone, the last person to see him was Harry, Harry seems to have lost him to the werewolves, I don't know if he will survive. ”

......

They were eating a delicious late-night supper, but in a small town not far from Dosa, hundreds of werewolves were gathering here, with a pair of green eyes, staring closely at the silver-haired werewolves surrounded in the center.

The silver-haired werewolf, who had recovered his health, raised his head and let out a terrible wolf howl.

"Damn Leonard has given an ultimatum, we have only one choice, find that old man, or die!"