"Today is a good day, everything you want can come true..."After a night of flying up and down, ding, Evenson came out of the room early the next morning humming a song, although his expression was still a little tired, but he couldn't hide his face full of joy.

After a brief wash, Evenson made a beeline for the kitchen. Claire hasn't gotten up yet, which is impossible for her upwards, because she has developed a very regular routine when she is Kama Taj, usually she wakes up earlier than Evenson, and now that she is still sleeping in bed, she must have been tired last night. So Evenson decided to make a loving breakfast and make up for Clea.

Evenson came to the desk and closed his eyes and made a luck dantian action, took a handful of green onions that had been washed and peeled and threw them into the air, and then Evenson suddenly opened his eyes with a flash of essence, evil soul scythe!

Then, he took out another spoonful of rice, washed it, added water and put it in the casserole, and put it on the table without lighting the fire. Then he walked to the refrigerator and opened the fresh-keeping layer, and after selecting the few ingredients in it for a while, he took the only meat dish in it and looked at it, and nodded incessantly, "It's up to you, Sarah's treasured pork chop." ”

Take out the pan and squeeze the olive oil, put the pork chop on it, put all kinds of spices on it, Evenson took two steps back, hunched his back and slumped his right hand to the pork chop, "Agni... Heartburning..."

Hmph, at the same time, Evenson snorted, threw the casserole containing the rice into the air, and stretched out his left hand to catch it steadily, "Sacrificial Fire!"

In less than half an hour, the Magic Flame quickly steamed the rice, topped it with pork chops cooked from the inside out by the Burning Flame, and sprinkled with some chopped green onions chopped by the Evil Spirit Scythe, and the perfect Warlock's Breakfast of Love was complete!

Evenson looked at his masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction, then closed the lid of the casserole, accompanied by spoons, chopsticks and napkins, and happily brought it to the bedside.

"Uh-huh..."Claire, who had slept quite soundly, probably because she smelled the fragrance, her nose twitched slightly twice and then woke up slowly, and after turning around and seeing Evenson who came with breakfast, she showed a lazy smile, stretched out her hand and stroked Evenson's face, and Evenson gently nodded on that hand with her lips, "It's time to eat, but I made it myself, you can be regarded as the first person to enjoy this treatment." ”

"Hmm. Claire lazily agreed, shrunk into the quilt for a while, put on her blouse, and then sat up, but after putting on the pot, she opened the lid, and her lazy sleepy eyes immediately widened!

"Oh my God, can you really cook to the point where it glows?!" After Claire opened the lid of the pot, she didn't see what the food inside looked like at all, only to see the golden light inside, and couldn't help but think, could it be that this man who promised himself was still the legendary special chef?!

"Hey, hey..."Evenson looked at Clea's surprised expression, and took out a light bulb half wrapped in tin foil and connected to the battery from the mouth of the pot with satisfaction, "Surprised?

"Heh... Heh..."Claire's whole expression froze on her face, and she didn't know what to say for a while, so she had to laugh dryly.

"Now, let's try it. Evenson handed over the breakfast with a smile on his face, Claire leaned over and smelled the fragrance first, then smiled and nodded, looking more satisfied, and then picked up the chopsticks directly, ordinary Westerners may not be used to this kind of tableware, but Claire was born in Kama Taj and interned in the Hong Kong Temple for a period of time, so she still uses chopsticks.

"Uh-huh," Claire snorted in contentment, her mouth full of food, and she slurred "It tastes so-so-so..."

What a harmonious scene it was to have a loving breakfast in bed at three o'clock in the morning! But what Evenson didn't know was that at such a harmonious moment, there were two pairs of eyes watching silently from a distance.

"Uh-huh!" But in the end, Aureses snorted disapprovingly as she stared at a crystal ball on the table showing the scene of Evenson and Claire having breakfast together. ”

"Isn't that a matter of time. Salorath sat crookedly on the sofa on one side, crossed her legs, and next to her sat a maid, holding a grinding wheel to trim her hooves, as an elegant Ereda, she must always ensure the beauty of her hooves.

"But it seems that what we said has worked, and the little wild cat is not willing to be a vase pet. "Oresses turned off the crystal ball, he didn't want to look at that terrible picture anymore," she said, and she had already begun to look to Evenson for strength. ”

"That's something for sure. Salorath Zhizhu said in his hand, "The entire Mage Retreat, except for the bald Supreme Mage, the rest of the people are all waste! If she wants to quickly increase her strength, does she have any other channels besides Evenson?"

During the daytime yesterday, the two of them went to Claire for all kinds of blows and all kinds of show-offs, not to satisfy their vain vanity, but to hope that Claire would change after their blows, to change their state and seek great power.

After their consideration, Claire wants to quickly improve her strength, and the only way to go is to ask Evenson for help to become a warlock, which is exactly what they want.

A man who seeks power, a man who seeks the magic of a warlock, is there anything more control-oriented than this?, the Ereda Twins believe that Claire will be toyed with by them henceforth.

But at this happy moment, Oresses suddenly said a little sourly, "But... That guy never made us breakfast!"

"That's something you can't help but do. Salorath pouted, "It's always the guy who can't wake up from his sleep in bed after every time." ”

Whew... At this moment, the grinding wheel that had been used to repair the inscription on Salorath suddenly emitted a puff of green smoke, which seemed to be burned out. The maid sitting below lifted the three-level head mask on her head, and skillfully changed another grinding wheel, and only changed the third one.

"Everything is good in this world, but it's too troublesome to fix hooves. Salorath grumbled.

This made the maid below speechless for a while, troublesome? Who is this to blame? I used you an engineering grinding wheel for grinding steel bars, and it takes an average of every five grinding wheels to repair your hoof, blame me?!

"Master! Oh no!" At this time, a rapid voice suddenly came from the communicator inside the room, "Our original yard has been smashed!"