(5.20 1st Update)

At the table where there is a backlog of resentment.

"Count, is it unappetizing?"

Asking questions that see through the facts is not allowed to be omitted. The care of the housekeeper is not doubted.

The elegant plate, holding the tender delicacies, is a simple natural flavor, but can not outline a little appetite, and even the stirring internal organs, are undergoing shocking changes.

Si Qi's skillful manipulation techniques, lightly unloading the fatty meat with blood stains on the raw row, dipping it in the hot sauce in the small plate, and tasting it with relish. Shiro, on the other hand, hesitated, clutching his nose to repel the fishy smell that permeated the air, and it seemed that he also hated hospitality beyond hospitality.

"The closest to the primitive ecosphere, even contaminated with the fragrance of the earth, pregnant with the temperament of the deep sea, even if it is persistent, but can not be greedy. As Mr. Dale configured, it was hard to accept. ”

A green leaf is forked, the traces of insect and ant encroachment are still visible, and the festering rhizome has not yet been removed. Careless chefs actually ignore important links.

"Wasting food may be a contempt for the Creator, but the young master's wayward habits have shaped a lone philosopher, and I am even more impressed by his academic speeches in his own right. Cheers, Mr. Dale! ”

Si Qi's denigration is almost an appetizing temptation before every feast, but this time it is difficult to reap the results.

The so-called drink is a thick milk syrup, and it is difficult to conquer the tight density of the spoon. Tasting a piece of it to maintain a fresh taste is also my bottom line to maintain food and clothing.

"Since he is a lover of philosophy, can the Count give me some quotations from the classics? For example, the surreal desire, the plagiarism of the side. You can also read the wonderful variety. ”

The butler did not waste the topic provided by Siqi, put down the utensils in his hand, and looked forward to the ideal solitary speech, and also showed good respect.

Philosophers who advocate doctrines. It is just a madman who is abandoned and blames society, but vainly tries to change a well-established society with selfish scholarship. Foolish provocations have been overturned several times, but they still persistently believe in God's salvation, which is the sad situation of philosophers.

"Young master, it's better to use the etiquette at the table to expand your rich associations. Commenting on Mr. Dyer's ingenious preparation, you seem to have some complaints! ”

The situation has developed steadily, and almost every process is controlled by Siqi alone. The butler's affectionate eyes lay on the edge of the table, waiting for an exotic note.

"Pure ingredients can only bring out their delicate delicacy when they are defiled, and pressing and torture are the best ingredients. But you can't completely deny your good intentions, at least the connotation, you don't need to taste it to feel it. ”

"Connotation? What connotation. Is it difficult for customers to pursue delicious food? If that's the case, it's terrible! ”

The mockery of Bai himself gained his unique pleasure, but it did not attract the attention of the butler, and the condensed gaze was all projected on me without reservation.

"Oh? Intriguing topics always tempt the desire to explore the non-stop chase, please continue! ”

"The original solution of impurities is honest earnestness, and it is despicable to escape poisoning. Thank you very much for your hospitality. It's a match I hate. ”

The housekeeper was a little shocked, but his sophisticated acting skills still had brief ups and downs. Clapping hands, but there is no sense of applause, more like a vain compliment.

"Sure enough, he is the best who has been selected by history, and his keen insight will make the falcons hovering in mid-air jealous. As for the selection of ingredients, I am very sorry, but it is a test that the adults will give you. I'm just an executor of the plot. ”

The responsibility that is shirked is almost unassailable perfection. The butler instructed the attendant to clean up the mess after the meal, and he tiptoed up the high platform that leaned on the stairs, and then repeated the slow motion he had just done before moving back to the more stable ground.

A bundled scroll. A small red rope encloses the lonely world within. Patting the dust accumulated on it, the quaint temperament is a newly made raw material, and it is not out of the current era.

"What is this?"

"A bar mitzvah for the Earl!"

When the scroll is unfolded, the backward time, the unclear outline, suddenly approaching but far away, the thoughts shuttling between the realm of time and space, after the violent impact, are ejected back to the eyes, but they have changed.

"Please take it, the master who really dominates!"

The butler completely obscured my vision with a scroll, and the vivid lines drew to attract the butterflies to return.

I was stunned, and I could hardly feel the existence of life except for breathing. Even breathing, there was a bit of a tired struggle.

"Young Master, does your silent protest contradict the plot that once haunted your heart? The severed thoughts are again spelled together. Thank you very much for the gift, Mr. Dyer! ”

Si Qi respectfully took the scroll, closed it tightly, for fear that the flawed air would intervene, and skillfully knotted it, and re-overlapped the free giveaway on the dark side without light.

"Wait!"

The solemn command froze the shaking air, and what was frozen, in addition to the action, was also a memory.

"Young Master, do you have any higher-level instructions? Or is it simply procrastinating for wasted time? However, extra time also allows you to waste occasionally. ”

Si Qi stopped what he was doing, but his wandering slender fingers were still slowly squirming on the scroll, and the slight friction was softly teasing, and the ambiguity of reluctance was like this.

"If the burning beauty is the deadliest? Try it as if you were watching the fireworks in a chilly atmosphere! ”

"Yes, young master! I will satisfy your excessive conditions. ”

The fingers that were grazed, the fire that had been ignited, spread to the outside of the volume, and the illusory figure disappeared in the steam of black smoke and fell.

"Wonderful coming-of-age ceremony, bloom, end in the endless abyss of washing away the lead!"

Bai's sudden dance skills, dazzling under the footsteps of the miscellaneous servants, instantly shifted in front of the housekeeper, refreshing his unique sense of existence. The flames that were struck fell to the ground.

"Are you panicking about mistakes? Underestimating the Count's perseverance will reap unexpected risks, and a man-made fire is rising. ”

The scrolls that tumble on the ground cause a storm before the disaster. There are many flammable materials, and carpet is the first to bear the brunt, and it quickly becomes a rugged line of fire, leading the flames to boil.

And in the midst of it, we are experiencing an extreme endurance battle, and the panicked servants are rushing out of the door, squarming like headless flies, but oblivious to the spread of the fire. The sweat of the baking begins to run down the cheeks, accumulates in the grooves of the chin, and then drips.

"It's so violent, it's an eye-opener for me. Is the daily life of the Count so exciting? ”

The butler coughed but did not forget the words of praise, lifted the tablecloth with his nimble hands, waved the swirling air current, and threw it hard, blocking the transparent door. After the sway, it calmed down, and the blocked additives forced the intense flames to reduce their power.

Trampling on the last trace of ashes, completely strangling the determination of revenge, the gray scene, unable to see the facts.

"Mr. Dyer, the young master doesn't seem to agree with the coming-of-age ceremony you designed, so please forgive the young master's rude arrogance. If I want to be held responsible, then I am willing to bear the twists and turns of the arson. ”

Si Qi held his hands in front of his chest, looking like he was sitting and waiting to be killed, but in his heart he was planning a sophistry trick, but he failed because his simple appearance was recognized. The butler didn't say anything, just smiled at me, his dark eyes without brilliance.

"You are serious, the accident at home can only blame me for my incomplete preparation, but I still wantonly challenge the authority of the earl, I am very sorry, Lord Earl!"

A sincere apology requires bowing to the bow, and the butler is not allowed to stop at the mouth, which can ignore a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"The forgiving Earl can forgive almost all sins, stemming from his innocent criminal nature, and his critical eyes will choose a reasonable time."

Shiro waved the dust in front of him, and the disrupted rhythm made the flow of the natural wind more difficult. There was only one servant, hurrying back to the scene, communicating with the butler in the chaotic air, but could not hear clearly.

"Thank you very much for the reminder, I just received the news that my lord's horse team has entered the city, and as a slave, I need to go to meet it. Count wait a moment, for your Excellency will regard you as a precious adversary! ”

The butler hurried out the door, told the attendant to give us a warm welcome, and then disappeared from view.

"The Count, the figure in the portrait, seems to be the maker of some wound. Although you try your best to hide it, there are still flaws, after all, some emotions are truths that cannot be concealed. ”

Shiro pretends to be casual, but asks about fatally related topics. Pick up the debris on the ground that has been covered in debris and melt into the pressure air with a single blow.

"Hmph, when did you become so sentimental, but in order to satisfy your false pride, I am still willing to tell you the truth. Lady Mansala, my mother! ”

The wait-and-see of the coming-of-age ceremony, the bitter taste, is not bad. (To be continued.) )