Wang Yu silently stared at the gobbling up of the red Meiling, and a happy smile bloomed on her lips.

"That's good, after all, I don't have much confidence in my cooking skills, and I'm relieved to see the way you look. ”

"Huh, this is what you did, Wang Yu?"

Swallowing the food in her mouth with difficulty, Hong Meiling looked at Wang Yu with a smile on her face in disbelief.

"yes, what, isn't that weird?"

The boy tilted his head and asked suspiciously.

"Ah, no, no, no, certainly not strange. It's just that I didn't expect that a straightforward person like you, Mr. Wang Hao, would have such good cooking skills. ”

Hong Meiling waved her hands in a panic, as if she was afraid that Wang Yu would be unhappy. After hesitating for a long time, he replaced the "brutal" on his lips with a more euphemistic word. As if it was the first time she saw Wang Yu, she looked back and forth at the young man, her eyes curious.

"This has nothing to do with personality, does it? Anyway, I'm also from the Celestial Empire. ”

Wang Hao smiled slightly, and was not angry because of Hong Meiling's prejudice.

"You're right, I'm too preconceived. ”

The Chinese lady scratched her hair with a smile, this action that would destroy the temperament of other women was done by her, but it would only make people feel her boldness, just like those chivalrous people in ancient China.

"But, why isn't it Sakiya?Ah! I don't mean to dislike you, it's just that usually my meals are made by Sakiya, but I didn't expect it to be Mr. Wang Yu today. And the taste of the food you cook is almost exactly the same as what Sakiya cooks, which is amazing. ”

Wang's smile widened, and he didn't answer the question, leading the conversation to something else.

"Oh Misuzu, you were sleeping when I came, what would happen to you if Sakiya knew about it?"

Red Misuzu's face suddenly changed, from a sunny smile to a horror at the end of the world. She didn't even bother to continue eating, and grabbed the boy's arm with a random wipe of her mouth, and looked at the boy with a pitiful gaze like a puppy abandoned by her master.

"Mr. Wang Wangxi, don't tell Sakuya! If she finds out, you can stick a knife into me a few times, and if you say it, it will not only be a matter of blood, but I also hope to receive a salary within a thousand years!"

If only the perfect maid saw the lazy behavior of the Chinese lady, she would only punish her slightly, but if someone else found out, Sixteen Nightsaki, who thought that the Chinese lady had disgraced the Red Devil, would give Red Misuzu a severe punishment.

The smile on the young man's face remained unchanged, but he couldn't see the idea and asked softly, "Is that so?"

"That's right! It must be like this! Why don't you stab me a few times like Sakiya, and you see how about exposing this matter?"

In a panic, the Chinese lady who even began to use honorific titles for the teenager did not notice that the smile on the corner of the teenager's mouth became softer, and he jokingly pulled out a few black keys from his arms, and said meaningfully: "This is what you said yourself." ”

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Carried away by the fact that "the salary will be preserved after five hundred years", the Chinese lady nodded hurriedly, and quickly let go of the young man's arm and tied the horse, as if she was afraid that he would regret it.

"Come on! I'm ready!"

Hong Misuzu used the "qi" of her whole body, adjusted her body to the peak state, and waited against the wall.

"Well, I see. Be careful, Misuzu. ”

Imbued with magic, the black keys weave sharp blades, and the sharpened metal reflects an icy light that illuminates the face of the boy with his back to the sun.

The face covered in shadows was as bright as the morning light.

"Hmm!"

Hong Meiling looked serious on the surface, but she didn't actually take the black key in Wang Hao's hand to heart. If the Martial God who frightened countless people at the beginning would be injured by the sword thrown by this little blood clan, it would really be ridiculous and generous.

"Three, two, one!"

Counting down meaningfully, the boy threw his sword at the last second. Hong Misuzu looked at the black keys that were getting closer and closer to her, and her expression was still serious. Only, did she notice? Notice the gradual spread of the sword, devouring all colors

Pitch black glow?

The young man maintained the posture of throwing the long sword in his hand, still smiling with a smile on his face. And Hong Meiling didn't make a sound, and she didn't move her horse, as if she was asleep again. The two of them were silent

Silence

The goblins who would have been playing near the Red Devil Pavilion didn't see any of them today, the frogs on the Lake of Fog no longer sounded, and the birds and beasts in the Magic Forest not far away were all silent. The sounds around the Red Devil Pavilion seemed to be deprived, and the blazing midsummer sun shone silently on the two figures in front of the Red Devil Pavilion. But does it make them warmer, even the slightest?

After a long time, the boy put down his hand and slowly walked towards Red Misuzu. He smiled and reached out to pick up the girl by the waist and lay her flat on the grass.

"Just say it if you want to sleep.,I'm not as strict as Sakiya.,Even if you're lazy, I won't tell anyone.。 ”

Wang Yu patted Hong Meiling's shoulder, with a warm smile and a gentle tone.

"Well, the strength is a little too strong, I hope I haven't touched any circle node. ”

The boy stood up and walked over to the edge of the fence, looking for the location of Red Misuzu's head.

A rectangular wound appeared on the magically reinforced brick wall, the edges smooth as if they had been polished. The boy closed one eye and leaned his face to the hole and looked back.

From this hole as a starting point, countless identical scars appeared behind it. The boy could even see the view outside the walls of the Red Devil Pavilion - the black key ran through the entire Red Devil Pavilion from beginning to end.

"Damn, it's still not very well controlled."

The boy smiled apologetically, and hammered his head with his fist with some chagrin.

"It doesn't matter, there will be opportunities in the future, and sooner or later you will be proficient. ”

Soon, though, the look of chagrin faded from his face. The boy smiled happily and pressed his palm lightly against the wound in the wall.

"Anyway, let's fix it first, I don't want any monsters with ulterior motives to stay in the Red Devil Pavilion now. ”

The pitch-black light of refining shone from the palm of the boy's palm, and the wound on the wall healed as before. Although he didn't see it, "Wang Yu" knew that the scar that ran through the Red Devil Pavilion had completely disappeared.